Chapter 39
A group of people immediately turned their eyes to Clayton, curiosity written plainly on their faces. They wondered what the boy was planning next.
"What now?" Brother Tiger asked gruffly.
"Just a moment, Brother Tiger. I promise I won’t waste your time," Clayton replied, offering no further explanation.
He began to limp away in a specific direction, his body clearly still not fully recovered. After a short walk, he reached the charred carcass of the wild boar. Summoning a skeleton to assist him, he pulled out his sickle and, with some effort, began to butcher the beast.
The surrounding crowd furrowed their brows, even more confused by Clayton’s actions.
The skeleton held the boar’s body steady and collected its blood while Clayton focused on the most difficult task: severing the creature’s massive head.
After finally removing the head, Clayton held it up with both hands and presented it to Brother Tiger.
"Here, Brother Tiger. A small gift—a wild boar’s head—as a token of appreciation from us tenant farmers for keeping the peace in Sunlight City."
Brother Tiger was momentarily silent before a satisfied smile spread across his face. Now he understood the boy’s intentions.
Clayton was using the wild boar’s head as an offering—a clever gesture. The beast had been on the city’s radar for its destruction, so presenting its head as proof of its defeat was a savvy move.
Even more impressive was the value of the head itself, especially the tusks, which fetched a high price. This wasn’t like the ordinary boar’s Clayton had hunted before.