LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 13: Yearly Exam Starts! (2)
Chapter 13: Yearly Exam Starts! (2)
Chapter 13: Yearly Exam Starts! (2)
In just a few minutes, Hunter and Aimee stood a few meters apart, facing each other.
They were in the forest to not gather anyone's attention: the trees were their ring.
As Aimee had taken off her golden armor, Hunter momentarily had his attention stolen by the big mounds drawing her tunic taut.
What a sight it was!
'This woman should follow the boss' fashion! Wait… what am I thinking? I should rethink my plan!'
In all seriousness, it might seem like Hunter had managed to get an advantage before the battle started, as his armor was surely of the worse quality.
Nothing could be more wrong! At most, it would only make a fall nicer… a fall on this woman, that is...
"Are you ready, Mr. Hunter?" Aimee pointed her black sword's edge at the young man, asking with quite a dull tone.
Never imagining Hunter to possess a high-quality innate skill or more experience than her, Aimee reckoned she was about to do some short formalities before getting this man for her team.
In no world she'd lose against someone before even the first step toward the hunter world began, right?
"I am," Hunter replied with a faint smile.
As the battle had begun, Aimee saw Hunter running toward the tall and wide tree. He pressed his back against it, rooted his boots to the ground, and raised his arms, waiting for her to come with his guard up.
This was nothing but a cheap measure to not fall back… it seemed so primitive and even childish that Aimee's smile wore off.
'Is that all he could come up with in this short time?'
Lurching expressionlessly without hiding her disappointment, Aimee shrank the distance between her opponent through a deft footwork loaded with movement skill, then suddenly disappeared from Hunter's vision using his blank point.
She seemingly ducked but was still in motion as her sword slashed across the joint on Hunter's knee.
Leveraging that movement further, Aimee used her left hand to get a footing and bring her legs up, striking Hunter's chin from below.
Which should have gotten Hunter flung off the ground…
'I can't kick him away?!'
Aimee was beyond surprised, feeling like she had kicked a stone wall!
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'Goddammit! Is everyone from the upper world fast, or am I as slow as a turtle?!' Hunter inwardly lamented as he stood with no opponent in sight.
Well, he couldn't tell that Aimee had used a blank point of his eyes to disappear from his vision.
As the pain spread around his knee, Hunter instantly darted his eyes below, only to see Aimee's boot going up to clash with his chin.
Fortunately, he was strong enough to not get dominated by this woman. Years spent honing his unnatural physique weren't wasted at that moment! He stood tall and still glued to the tree, meaning that Aimee had to switch her position, giving Hunter enough time to glean all information into one.
'Fast… flexible… she uses excellent swordsmanship alongside her body. It will be hard to execute my plan because of this damn speed… but if I manage to read her at least once, I'll win!'
There were much more advantages on Aimee's side, but it wasn't like Hunter couldn't see victory in sight! With his plan etched in his heart, he did his best to follow Aimee's movement.
However, as she kept disappearing using his inexperience, Hunter ended up getting littered with wounds. Cold blood ran down his cheek and limbs off Aimee's slashes. His head suffered much more as the golden-haired beauty slammed her sword's hilt pretty often here as well.
Yet, Hunter remained tall and persistent on his two.
Which turned Aimee quite vexed as a lot of time had already been wasted.
"Playtime is over, Mr. Hunter. We can't waste more time, or we'll miss the exam," Aimee spoke in a cold and irked tone, her sword lining up with her feelings.
She aimed her edge… at Hunter's heart, threatening to seriously wound him!
Now, without any tricks or skills, Aimee threw herself at the seemingly exhausted and wounded man, ready to shift her weapon to the side at the last second to avoid an actual serious wound.
Alas, what Hunter did next took her aback.
Finally giving up on his spot, Hunter rushed in her direction, on board with her obvious plan. He was delighted to see that Aimee had grown impatient and even stopped using her entire strength, only to show him that she was really done with this seemingly one-sided battle.
As her sword was just seconds from killing him, Aimee's heart turned cold, forcing her to jam all her breaks. She struck the ground with her feet as much as she could to stop herself from moving and even bent her torso to the side!
Alas, the force of inertia and gravity was merciless!
Which was the chance Hunter had been aiming for ever since the beginning.
That momentary gap was all he had to extend his hand and wrap them around Aimee's uncontrollable curves, tangling her to himself and pulling her to the ground.
Landing with her as a cushy pillow, Hunter had forgotten about his desires first, stretching his hand to pin down her right wrist to dispose of her sword. He pushed his entire weight to not give her any chance for retaliation… and to show her that he was atop her… as a winner.
Still, Hunter was Hunter… and even while he himself wasn't looking for opportunities for his desires, his body did.
His left hand landed on the soft breast of the golden-haired woman, squeezing it a few times.
'At last… I touched a woman's breast… this is… this can't be described, only felt… what an addictive feeling! And it's through her tunic, too! The real softness is yet locked to me! Wait, wait… I won.'
As Hunter focused on an important matter, Aimee finally realized that she had lost, growing angry.
"Get off me!"
And used her left balled hand to kick him off her.
Hunter rolled on the ground until hitting a tree.
He then chuckled, 'Yeah… don't be so easy, Aimee!'
And his heart then grew more content than ever before.