The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest Chapter 61: Chapter 60: The Horrors Of The New World

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Chapter 60: The Horrors Of The New World PancakesWitch ----- Johan and his party of three other bootlickers were having the time of their lives hunting weak monsters, mostly Horned Rabbits, weak Goblins, and the occasional Silver Lizard. As soon as they entered the hunting field, they started tracking monsters using his Innate Skill, [Monster Detection]. It was a skill that allowed him, a rookie hunter who had started his new career just half a year ago, to not only evade danger easily but also seek monsters when he needed to hunt a lot, especially with allies that could take down foes he couldn’t. Therefore, even when he was raised from nothing, he became widely successful and popular among low-ranked hunters and was always required at many parties. Despite his amazing potential, he quickly became cocky and self-conceited. CRASH! “Kryaakkkh…!” A sharp blade swiftly pierced the neck of a Goblin, blood splattering out from the blood. The creature gave out its last cry before dying on the spot, falling head-first onto the floor. The last of the dozens of Goblins they hunted down in a matter of minutes, their points were rising rather swiftly. “Phew, that was rough. Johan, shouldn’t you be fighting a bit more too?” Asked one of his party members. “The only thing you do is barely hurt them with your bow and sit your ass waiting for us to finish them off.” “Huh? And you want me to get hurt when I am the one that brings the monsters to you so easily?” Johan raised an eyebrow. “Who the fuck do you think you are? I’m already a D-Rank hunter; if it weren’t for you losers who begged for my help, I wouldn’t be here. And don’t talk to me in that tone either.” Johan glared down at the insolent party member as the young man swiftly stepped back before meeting his gaze again. Between hunters, especially inside of Dungeons or Danger Zones, most of the time it was “anything goes”. This meant that provoking someone else could also bring the death of oneself. It was unwise to go around provoking people, especially those who were stronger than you. “Leave it be.” Another party member sighed. “Anyways, let’s take a break for now; we’re all tired.” “Break?” Johan asked. “We need to get at least a thousand points. I need to get that Magic Bow. We’re going to hunt again.” “Wait! Let us rest a bit, at least!” Another party member complained. Johan stopped walking away and then glanced back at the young man. “I’m not in the mood for your shit; let’s go. If you dare get cocky and not work, I won’t hold you responsible for what happens to you. Johan threatened him. One of the things Johan was capable of, and which was a bit known around hunters, was that he could not only detect monsters but lure them around. which meant that with enough tactics, he was more than capable of killing hunters indirectly by cornering them and leading monsters to kill them; afterward, he would simply reap the benefits and take whatever they had. He was someone extremely dangerous who had grown strong really quickly and couldn’t be messed around with. There were many rumors of him killing other hunters that he didn’t like. “Hahhh… Fine…” His tired party followed him around, and as Johan’s greed for this event’s point-shop system continued to grow, the party came to a halt as they saw something out of the ordinary. RUMBLE! Only a few dozen meters away from them, a gigantic purple jewel surged from beneath the floor, shattering any buildings on its way. It started glowing with a bright, purple light, which continued to spread around constantly. “W-What the heck is that?!” “Eh? A purple jewel?” “I-It’s emanating something ominous. Oi, Johan, we need to go tell this to the instructors; this wasn’t in the info we got." However, Johan was smiling, fascinated by this. While his companions were thinking about their personal safety first, Johan was only thinking about profits. “I can feel a lot of weak monsters around that thing! Move!” Johan laughed. “We’re up to a nice haul, fucktard