Grandmaster Of All Job Class Chapter 4 - Transmigration

He was then sucked like a vacuum and he saw that he was falling from the sky.

"Ahhhhh!!! I am falling!" Joan scread.

He can see the clouds and the greenery of the world that was so large and saw the continent he was falling into.

He saw the kingdom from afar and also the villages. He can also see the demon continent up above the said Kingdom.

He was getting nearer and nearer to the ground and saw a village below him. He dived so more and saw the lifeless body from above.

The feeling of falling from the sky was so realistic for him and then he entered the body of the kid.

Opening his eyes, he felt excruciating pain in his shoulders.. He then rembered the mories of the past body that he resided in.

His na was Joan, to his surprise he has the sa na as him. And their family was the Emsworth family, a complete identical na and family na.

As he was scanning for clues, mories resurfaced and he was chased by a monster called a man-eating tiger.

He was hunting wild boar for food and then he was a surprise-attacked on his back. Biting his shoulders and almost his shoulder was ripped apart.

Luckily, he jumped to the cliff and dived into the river. He was then carried away sowhere near the village.

"Maybe he died of loss of blood. I should see if I can make it out alive here first." Joan said.

He healed himself with his Priestly skill [Heal]. But to his dismay, he only stopped the bleeding.

Upon realizing it, he beca back to square one. The mont he used the skill, his mana well has been exhausted imdiately. Adding to his problem.

"Wait? I beca trash and can't even completely heal my wound? I should train faster this ti around. And my wound only stopped bleeding. At least I have a cloth to make a bandage," Joan said then removed his shirt. Cleaning the blood on the river and removed the blood in the water.

He ripped his shirt and embedded it to his shoulders, making a first aid on his self. He saw a bow and arrows that was probably his hunting weapons littered beside him.

The bow was still usable and there were plenty of arrows left on the quiver.

"These weapons are too much for the enemy. No, it was the other way around. From what I have seen, the monster that killed many villagers is very aggressive. Not a makeshift arrow can kill it easily. The parents of this body's owner are farrs and their son is hunting for food. It is very hard to live as they are poor and the lord of their village is a scum that didn't even give them any share. The last harvest is a failure and they have to double their pay for them." Joan cursed inside.

It was not a surprise for him to be forced to hunt for food. And his parents were worried as he was young and there were monsters outside the village. He still ventured and brought at in their house and due to his parent's poverty.

They can only thank their son for his efforts. He was a brave child that was very caring to his parents until his life ends.

So from that day forth, he will be Joan Emsworth. Taking up his na was an honor to an old man like him.

A brave child that didn't mind the danger he will go through just to feed his parents. It almost made Joan cry of eting a valiant child that was ready to die anyti every ti he goes hunting. It moved his heart and was captivated by his story.

"I will surely take care of your parents, Joan. Leave them to ." He said in a sad voice.

He took up the bow and arrow and saw on his back the man-eating tiger. A creature of orange and black stripes was seen crouching, ready to pounce at him anyti. Growling with blood still painted on its mouth. It was probably his blood that was being slled and pinpointed his direction.

"So you followed here? I guess you will regret it when you let out alive." Joan said then knocked the arrow on the bow.

"Did I say this weapon can't kill you? Of course, I forgot that it was this ti around." Joan said to him while smirking.

He draws the bow and aid it at its eye. Without wasting ti, the tiger dashed towards him with its paws caving into the ground.

Dirt was hurled on its path and Joan fired the arrow. Imdiately drawing another arrow in a split-second without moving on his ground.

The tiger was struck in both eyes and it slamd to the dirt on his back. Evading its attack in hair's breadth.

The monster growled and thrashed around. Without rcy to the enemy, he rained his arrow on it.

In one second, seven arrows were propelled towards it. Using up all his arrows on the process. It was struck on its neck, shoulders, and, its face but it was still alive.

He then grabbed the arrows and pulled them off. Holding two arrows in both his hands. He was clawed by the monster but he evaded.

Now that its eyes were pierced, it growled to the pain and slashed in the direction of Joan's noise. Evading his strikes, he rotated in the air and landed on its neck. Stabbing its spine from the neck towards its tail.

Making the enemy paralyzed. The enemy was trashing all around as he was stabbing it to death. He was bathed with its blood and the monster let out its last growl.

Extinguishing its life and slamd his head to the ground.

Joan panted while he was on the top of its lifeless body and felt that his wound bleeds again.

"Ngk!" Joan then stopped the bleeding as his wound was opened again.

He cast [Heal] again and his bleeding stopped. Barely able to heal it with just his mana. Soon after that, he saw that the body of the monster began fading and golden light was absorbed by his body.

It soon all went into his body and the arrows were only what remained in the ground.

"Woohoo! I killed it! I avenged you, Joan! I can sleep well with it being killed." He said then slamd his butt on the ground.

He was very tired as he was not used to this kind of body. Barely able to move but it was still impressive as he knows the past Joan was training himself to hunt for food.

Not slacking in his training. He was determined to live and to survive their predicant.

After it all, he felt that he was stronger this ti. His body was lighter and he can move faster.

"Wait, the monster that I absorbed. That made stronger?" Joan said in his surprise.

He smiled then smirked and he can't help but be pleased by what he discovered. Soon after that, he went to find a young boar to hunt.

He easily found one who was solitary having a bath in the river. They tend to bath as they don't have sweat glands to cool themselves.

As Joan sneaked towards it, he was careful not to alert it. Firing an arrow to its spinal cord behind its neck made it lost its life instantly after a second.

He tied the young boar on his back and went to their village.