Vampire Summoner's Rebirth: Summoning The Vampire Queen At The Start Chapter 236 A Hunter's Strength

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Joan was in the frontlines fighting for his village and his family. Since the entire thing began that it has been ups and downs constantly. The battle began with a great advantage, as the large pitfalls he had created with the other villagers worked wonderfully, and many demons died in the spot. But the sheer amount of demons was so vast that even with such large losses of soldiers, they were continuing to move forward without stopping, seemingly as if they were an endless army of demonic fiends.

The young man had been fighting beasts his entire life, since he was a child that he went off into the woods with his friends to hunt monsters and wild animals to eat. The life of serfs was hard, sotis they would only be able to have a decent al if they risked their lives in the wilderness to hunt creatures most of the ti stronger than him. In the past, Giant Wild Boars had a larger population, and they often stord the village, leaving houses and plantations completely destroyed. Because of this, Joan and his friends went off to hunt them regularly, pushing themselves to their limits and with the help of many other villagers, the large population of Giant Wild Boars was reduced over ti.

However, when the demons ca, things beca even more problematic, even so of his old friends perished against these demons aside from the wild boars… Over the years, the demons beca even more common, and things only beca worse as the wild boars turned scarce, the lord of the fiefdom too a liking in their at, and constantly requested their hunt as well, making things even harder for them… And since that incident where he almost died when a Red Oni erged in the middle of their hunt that he had been thinking about his life, and everything he had achieved.

How much he loved his wife, his son, and even his wife's mother, which he already considered as his own grandma due to how motherly and caring the old woman was. He loved them all, they were the pillar of a life of hardships which he had built block by block… it has been a hard life, but without them being there for him, he wouldn't know what to even do with his life. They were the most precious treasure he had… and he has always been willing to give up his life if he could protect them. Without even doubting it, he ended joining the troops alongiside various other villagers that thought like him, ard with high quality armor and being given weapons other than farming tools, they readied themselves for battle, with even stronger wills to fight than the knights and soldiers. Unlike them, they were fighting to protect the village, which was like their ho, the most precious thing in their lives, they couldn't simply allow themselves to lose.

Joan didn't told this to his son, Blake, because he knew that the boy would try to stop him. Since he was born that Blake was different than other children, he developed very quickly and always seed smarter than his own parents, always being several steps ahead as if he was always planning what to do next carefully… Joan, a simple man, was happy to have such a brilliant son, he knew that his child would beco soone very important in the future… he couldn't let him die while trying to accompany him to war. He made this a secret he only told to his wife, keeping the truth away from Blake.

"GRYA!"

A large Imp, an Imp Warrior, a mutated breed of Imps with greater physical strength and muscular body rushed towards Joan as he was delving into battle. He imdiately sensed the creature approaching. Even though his Talent was the re [Farr] Talent, it ca with a few perks that allowed him to sense creatures approaching through the vibrations of the dirt, [Ground Sense]!

"HAH!"

Joan imdiately pointed the new spear given to him by Blake. He had not allowed the knights to take it away even if it looked rusty, this spear was crafted by his son using both demon bones and wild boar tusks and was even enhanced with so strange magic. As he gave away the spear that he used for years to his son, which was renad as "Gluttony" by his mischievous child for so reason, he decided to wield a new spear made by his own offspring, which he nad Pride. As he felt pride in his son's amazing talents and couldn't help but show off how amazing the spear he made for his father was.

CLASH!

The spear hit the Imp Warrior's chest, piercing through the wild boar leather and bone armor with ease and crushing through the demon's demonic core and his heart all at once!

"GRAHHH…!"

BAM!

The Imp fell down in the floor as Joan kicked it, the creature attempted to unleash demon fire against him, but Joan rcilessly pierced the demon's head with the spear after taking it off the creature's chest. Demons were not like normal living beings, sotis even a hit that should be lethal, such as the heart, wouldn't kill them, the only sure kill was by crushing their heads!

CRASH!

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Joan sighed in relief as he killed another demon once more, having killed over fifty himself at this point, he had long ago lost he count of how many demons he had slain… and how many comrades at his side had fallen as well, the frontlines were ruthless, and the demons in the front continued coming out endlessly…

As the young man tiredly gazed into the army of demons, he felt his tired body ache with pain, he was already overexerting himself, but he couldn't stop now. He knew that if he stopped… everything might be over. At the very least, he wanted to kill so more demons.

"A useless and untalented father like doesn't belong in the great life my son will once have in the future… Before I kick the bucket, I'll make sure to take as many of you down with !"

Joan valiantly charged forward with soldiers, knights, and the surviving villagers. Everyone drenched in blood and wounds… many lethal already. They knew they were going to die today, but their hearts were inspired by the words of a simple farr, and everyone was willing to die with glory.

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