Henyee Translations

  Henyee Translations

  “What? Of course I have nothing to do with this boar!” the system said. “I’m gonna help you in case you get killed. Now its speed is 300 km/h, and counting. You can’t stop it.”


  “Tell me something I don’t know!” Mag had no time to answer Amy right now. He lifted her up onto the boulder.

  She should be safer there, but he wouldn’t take any chances.

  Mag took off Amy’s cape hurriedly and stroked her head. “Stay here, Amy. I’ll lure it away.”


  Amy nodded. “Yes, Father,” she said. “But that way we won’t be able to eat its meat tonight.”


  Despite the situation they were in, Mag smiled. “Don’t worry. We can always buy.”

  Mag took the cape in his hand and ran with his sword, shouting to the system, “System, kill it!”


  “The red cape will make it much angrier. Are you sure you want to do this? It’s charging at you at a speed of 335 km/h! 345! 350!”


  “I don’t need to know its f*cking speed!”

  “You said I would be absolutely safe if I took Amy with me!” Mag said, running towards the cliff.

  “If you wouldn’t let her help you, you’d surely be killed,” the system said calmly.

  Mag looked back at Amy standing on the large rock. “You can do it, Father!” she called.

  Ugly Duckling was lying lazily beside Amy. Not once had it so much as glanced at the boar.

  Mag looked dubious. The boar was only 50 meters away from him; he could never make it to the cliff.

  He stopped. “I’ll take your word for it, but first let me see what it can do.” The boar trampled through the bushes as if they were nothing, sending small rocks rolling down the slope.

  He held the sword steady, his heart pounding but his face calm. He squinted his eyes.

  Amy stood on the boulder, waving her hands as she watched. “Go get it, Father!”


  Thanks to the system, he had become so strong that he could jump meters high.

  Right before the boar could hit him, Mag jumped three meters high, turned 180 degrees in the air, and stuck the sword into its skin.

  It had barely pierced its hard skin. He managed to pull the sword out and land on the ground with some help of his sword. He found his hand bleeding.

  The truth hurt more than his injury—he was not strong enough to kill that boar.

  “System, lend me 1 strength for five seconds, and I will kill it!” Mag said.

  “Do you really want to be shocked by electricity right now? It might take longer than the last time, you know.”


  “F*ck!” Mag said. The boar stopped, turned around, and pawed the ground with rage. Mag was already panting.

  “I never intended to lend it to you anyway.”


  The boar charged at Mag again. It was running uphill this time, but its speed had reached 100 km/h in seconds, although it was still looking fat and clumsy.

  “Sh*t!” Mag ran towards a small tree, jumped up onto it, and jumped again just before the boar snapped it in two. He landed on the ground gracefully, but he knew he didn’t have much strength left.

  “Go, Fath—”


  Amy saw his bleeding hand and became furious. A bluish violet flame appeared on her hand and quickly turned into a fireball. “Father wanted to lead you away, but I’m going to burn you alive!”


  Then she threw it at the boar.