The Abandoned Hunter Chapter 47
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"Ack... what happened?"
Jay opened his eyes slowly.
Then he suddenly shouted, "Aahhhh!!!"
He jumped 2 meters away from where he was lying.
"What the...? What happened exactly? Why was I lying in your lap?"
His face was red and he was a bit flustered.
The girl suddenly stared at Jay blankly and being confused she asked,"Ajio Rio Kintru Firs."
"Eh? What are you saying? I can't understand..."
He was still anaware of the language.
All he did was nod his head and to this the girl suddenly shouted, "Runi Kim Wora Shau!!!!!"
And suddenly all the tribesmen came running while shouting,"Woraaa Shauuu!!!!!"
They kept on saying that again and again.
Jay was shocked at the sight. He was curious of what they were actually trying to convey but seeing their actions he thought that they were inviting him to their festival and indeed that turned out to be right.
He went to the festival that was held at night and took part in it and danced.
He became drunk after drinking a lot of alcoholic liquid and was sober.
"Hic... hic..."
He somehow held himself and came back to his room to sleep.
Soon it was a new day and he woke up from the deep sleep at noon.
"Uggghh... my head is hurting, I should t have drank so much..."
He was just relaxing when suddenly he remembered that we was trampled by the Horn-Bulls.
"Aahhhhhhhhh!!!!", he shouted.
Some of the tribesmen came running after hearing the scream.
And as they entered they saw Jay standing with a shicked look.
They were concerned about him but couldn't ask him since none of them could understand each other's language.
So the girl from previous scenes just came forward and patted Jay and immediately went back. All of them resumed what they were doing.
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"Eh? What was that? Why did she pat me?"
Then Jay took a look at himself and found that he didn't even have a single scratch.
He thought it was thanks to the Heal and light Heal that he was using.
"Ah. Lemme just rest for one more hour then I will go and ask the people to teach me their martial arts somehow..."
He went and sat on bed which was just next to the window.
A fine breeze was blowing which had a good fragrance in it.
Jay glanced outside the widow to look at the view when the training area came to his view.
"Eh? Is that the place where these people train?", he questioned himself.
"But its a bit far and not properly visible..."
He suddenly remembered that he could use the skill BIRD'S VIEW.
"Oh ya, let's use that. BIRD'S VIEW!"
His vision was enhanced and now he could see the entire training area.
All of the warriors of this tribe including 90% men and 10% women were undergoing some type of combat training.
Among them some were children too.
Jay observed this carefully and memorised everything from point to point and angle to angle and made the martial moves in his own mind and did image training.
He continued to watch them for more than an hour and while he was engrossed with this a small kid came in and kept some food for Jay.
The kid also left a small piece of letter for him as he didn't want to disturb what Jay was doing.
Jay had focused all his senses in learning the combat techniques that they were using and then he skill fully made them his own.
Finally after 5 hours the training needed and the warriors were returning. Jay was also tired due to overuse of the BIRD'S VIEW and constantly watching them.
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He then stood and stretched his body a bit and then marched in order to come out the house when he suddenly saw the food.
He quickly moved and picked up the bowl and started munching. Now as his hunger was satisfied he observed the pics of paper that was left earlier by the kid.
"Huh? Paper? Here? Do the tribal people know how to manufacture paper?"
It was intriguing since the tribesmen never usually write anything. They just had their own means of communication through sound and languages only and had almost zero literary resources.
"Hmm..."
Without thinking anymore he immediately picked up the paper and opened it.
"..."
"Im-impossible.... how can this be...? No way..."
His hand trembled as he said this. His throat went dry and his voice was forced to stuck within his mouth. The pupils of his eyes were bulged and his mouth left open. He started sweating a lot too!
TO BE CONTINUED...
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