Cursed Immortality

The voice rang again with a hint of ecstasy. "Oh, you delivered a beast and some excellent specimens to me. How should I thank you?"

The coachman holding the pump-action shotgun roared, "Bastard, come out if you dare!"

They were all having an extremely hard time finding the location of this voice in those woods, but they hold their ground to wait for the person to make a mistake because they had a huge advantage with their guns.

Jacob's voice sounded again with a hint of ridicule, "Although this imitation of Ithaca-37 is good, its tubular under-barrel magazine can probably hold two 12-gauge cartridge rounds at most.

"While the two of you were holding pistols which can only shoot water at most, so how about you leave all this and scram? It'll be a win-win for both sides or, trust me, you are all dead."

"There!"

The coachman quickly shouted and pull the trigger, while the other two follow suit.

They emptied their magazines in that direction and quickly started to reload.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance."

Just as Jacob's voice trailed off, a sharp gunshot reverberated in the vicinity. The coachman who was busing loading the gauge was instantly sent flying backward as his head explode!

"He also had…" before the rider could completely his word, another thunderous sound rang and send him flying with a hole in his stomach.

The last one wanted to run, but how could he escape Jacob's rifle? He was also killed with a headshot.

The forest regained its calm as three mingle corpses lay on the dirt ground, and two horses were already fled and only the cage carriage remained. If it wasn't heavy, those horses would've already fled at full speed.

Thereupon, Jacob emerged as he held the silver rifle with smoke rising from its muzzle. Although it was still the same, there were some changes with its trigger, chamber, and handle.

Nevertheless, it was still far from an optimal rifle in Jacob's view, but beggars can't be choosers.

Jacob looked at the corpse and his eyes contracted when he saw the face under that hood, it was a brown-skinned person with a long face and sharp teeth visible from its mouth, and he looked at the others, but their faces weren't intact anymore, yet their skin color was the same.

"Hob-Trolls from the Earthen Kingdom!" Jacob quickly identify them because he had seen the Hob Trolls pictures in the history books.

"So, they were sent here to cause trouble with this beast in Gloria Country. It seemed something was going on in the shadows between the three kingdoms. Well, it has nothing to do with me, since I reap a huge harvest. One uncommon heart from Hob Troll and, of course, this beast!" Jacob sneered as he collected the loot first.

He first collected the heart and blood of one hob troll, before he picked two lather bags laying on the ground and their firearms.

"My storage space is completely full, and I can only store one more heart box in the pendant. I have to carry these bags and firearms. It seemed by trip come to an end without completing the agency mission." Jacob smiled without any regret at all.

The hunting and collection missions have a fixed time, One Year, and if you took the mission and didn't complete it in one year, it'll automatically declare failed, and the mercenary only needed to pay five percent plenty the next time he collected another mission.

So, Jacob wasn't worried. Even if this mission failed, he had gained far more than he was expecting, especially this caged beast, which was even more powerful than the wolf king, he could tell by that roar.

That was why he took the risk of exposing himself because he knew if he missed this chance, he won't get another beast on a silver platter.

As for killing these hob trolls, he cared little since accidents always happened in these vast mountain ranges, and he also got more guns to work with and those tranquilizers that can put this beast to sleep were also quite interesting.

Jacob put the bags and guns on the front of the carriage where the coachman's things were, and everything was Jacob's now.

After putting everything on the carriage, he finally lifted the black cloth and saw the beast inside. And he was astonished when he saw the creature.

It was a crimson bull with tiger-like white straps around its body and huge bullhorns.

"Tiger Bull?!" Jacob quickly remembered seeing this beast in the book he got from Decker.

Tiger Bull were extremely vicious creatures, and they were at the very apex of the rare beast list because they were carnivores and had extremely strong bodies almost like iron, and it was written that if their skin were a little bit tougher, they would fall into the Rarer Beast Category!

Nevertheless, this was a tremendous surprise because these hob trolls somehow managed to capture this tiger bull from the rare region, and they were extremely hard to find as well.

"It seemed this plot was far more complex than it meets the eyes." Jacob guessed someone was scheming something, and these three were just pawns.

If they succeeded in releasing this Tiger Bull into the lionheart city, then there would be huge casualties, as it wreaked havoc and only B Rank Mercenaries can hold their own against this Tiger Bull.

"I'm also going to cross the 10% hurdle, and I just happened to need meat like this Tiger Bull. So, I can't kill it here, nor can I leave it as it is. They clearly said the tranquilizers are losing effects, and it can break free from this cage as well.

"However, the lionheart city is still quite far, so they had to have enough tranquilizers for the trip." Jacob quickly moved toward the front and checked those bags.

There was a total of eight bags, including the ones on the carriage, and he open them one by one!