Book 3: Chapter 17
I raised my two hands up high and looked at the white deer king with its shining horn pointed downwards, as it kicked its hooves like it was about to charge an enemy and shouted: “Umm… Umm… I don’t know if you can understand me, but I don’t have any ulterior motives. Remove your horn and we can even be friends. Honest!”
I realise I’m being stupid, but I don’t intend to just kill it right now, and I don’t know what to do when I’ve got a horn pointed at me. If it charged me from such a close distance, I’d probably be dead before I could draw my sword…. Wait, no, I’d have a hole in me.
The white deer king looked at me mockingly and snorted. It then raised its head and shot me a gaze of mockery. I paused and then pointed to myself and said: “Do you understand me? I… I came to participate in the deer hunting festival… But I don’t want to kill you using this sort of method…. It’s not fair, so… So go ahead and run. Leave this place… It’d be too unfair and immoral if I killed you like this.”
If I whipped out my gun and opened fire before it could react, I’d have pierced its skull at such a close distance and the deer hunting festival would be over. I reacted faster than the white deer king back there, but I gave up when my hand touched my gun. I can’t kill it by relying on cheat methods. It’d be too unfair, and too fake. What would I say? I got teleported behind a white deer king, so I just shot it dead?
I can explain these potions and whatnot since others brought animal traps and the sort, so it’s normal for me to bring some support potions, right? But mom teleporting me behind a white deer king makes me feel bad. I may be powerless but my pride won’t let me accept such a shady victory. And that’s why I didn’t draw my gun. The white deer king who didn’t react in time didn’t run either. Instead, it was revving to charge me….
The white deer king kicked its hooves and slowly trotted over to me. I was so frightened I didn’t dare to move. I don’t know why. It’s just an animal, but its gaze froze me in place. I think it’s got more of a ruler’s aura more than I do. It may be just a king of a group of deer, but it was still domineering. It walked up to my side and I could feel the heat expelled from its snort. It was just a deer, and yet it resembled a horse so much. I think it’d be a chollima if I attached reins to it. It’s tall and domineering appearance and its singular horn girls loved don’t have any correlation with each other….
If it didn’t have grass in its mouth, I’d mistake it for a carnivore….
It made a few sounds which sounded like a laugh and then brushed its head against my face gently. I retreated a few steps from fear. It too, retreated two steps before bowing its head to me, turning away and running off. A strong gust of wind blew against me. Its running speed is honestly far too fast. It only left a few white after images behind. Its running speed was like seeing an F1 race car accelerate before you.