Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel

Yet again, weeks came and passed.

During this time, Chiron had been living like the abandoned son of a pauper.

The dragon chased him as much as it could. Several times, he had to trick it in order to have some peace and rest.

And the only other time he got to rest was when the dragon itself wanted to rest.

Other than that, things were a bit hellish for him.

The dragon did not hunt other animals. Not even once during the past few days.

All it did was circle the area for Chiron. Its Only interest was in getting a bite out of his head.

Getting meat for food also became very difficult.

After all, the presence of the dragon sent all the animals in the area into hiding.

Of course, during these past days, there were times he had gone on the offensive, but he had never made so much as a scratch on the dragon's body.

Times when the dragon came low enough, he sent fireballs at it, but it had done nothing.

Chiron had no choice but to lay low and plan properly.

As far as he knew from observation, the dragon would go back to the mountain peak to rest every fifteen hours of patrolling the mountain for him.

This left him with little time to get around, get food, and rest.

However, Chiron had also made other observations he found strange and this solidified the notion in his head that he could defeat the beast.

But defeating this dragon had to be done on his own battlefield.

The dragon rested on the peak of the mountain.

Unfortunately, there were fewer to no trees that high that Chiron could hide and get cover from.

This meant that the top of the mountain was spaced out and therefore the dragon's own battlefield while the tree area was his.

Fortunately, the dragon left its advantage point from time to time to hunt for him.

He had to set a trap that gave him leverage to finish off the beast from the forest regions.

Therefore, he took another full week to observe the dragon in strong detail.

He noted down its height from the ground when it was patrolling the sky, and compared it to the height from the ground when the dragon had him in sight and was hunting him.

He also calculated how long it took the dragon to hunt him without giving up. Marking the range time it took for it to continue hunting him even though it had already gone its full twelve hours of patrol.

Next, he calculated how strong the wind the dragon produced was, while also taking note of the trees that could fall and the trees that couldn't be felled by the strong wind.

Naturally, those very strong resistant and flexible trees were going to be his best bet.

And then came the preparation for a trap.

Unfortunately for Chiron, this world was not like his former one which had the capability of making sophisticated weapons that could attack in the air, but that did not mean that he could not make something much simpler and also very effective.

And so he did.

Firstly, he took days to choose the battlefields he was most willing to fight that would provide him with the best advantage and then he made plans for the trap.

He did not know how to create a sophisticated surface-to-air missile from his other world, but that did not mean that he could not create something similar.

After all, there was no weapon without a first-generation ancestor.

For the Missiles, it was the catapult.

And so he began his work. Whenever the dragon went to rest was when he would work instead of resting.

He choose a set of big trees with sturdy foundations, and then he went into the forest region to gather vines. He took the most flexible vines that were also very strong. 𝒇𝔯e𝚎𝘄𝑒𝑏𝙣𝑜𝚟𝗲𝑙.c𝘰𝚖

And then he weaved them together. To increase both their tension and their ability to hold strong and massive weights.

He linked one tied vine to two of the sturdy trees he had found. So that it formed a catapult. 𝐟𝙧ee𝔀e𝐛𝓃𝐨𝚟𝑒𝗹.c𝗼𝚖

And then when he was sure it was strong enough, he cut down some trees with his blood manipulation technique.

He cut the edges of the cut-down trees and made one side of their edges sharp as a spear.

This spearhead tree trunk was going to be his 'missile'.

He set them on the vines attached to the trees. This was going to be the propeller that would push the tree truck like an arrow into the air.

He also took time to test it. Recording how high it went in relation to the height the dragon flew that he had calculated earlier and then he made appropriate adjustments.

After which he tied the vine with the projectile in them under tension with a rope to another tree.

This permitted for a quick-release button he could count on whenever he wanted to let the projectile into the air.

He then made four different Catapults like the first one.

With each and every one of them covering four different angles.

All this took a lot of time. It took him another two months to finish.

Lastly, he placed seals on the spearheads carrying his spiritual energy.

luckily, the old man had not given a deadline for this particular task. However, he noticed on his own that he was running out of time.

His body seemed to be fading bit by bit.

It was probably why the old man had given him a time limit of one month during the first test.

His assumption that he had a lot of time was starting to show its fangs.

But then again, Chiron was not to be blamed for this. He wanted to optimize the best solution to a target he could not reach or harm.

He took a look at his slowly fading arm. He could faintly see the other side.

He clenched his fist.

If he did this right, he might not even get to do the third test.

After double-checking his traps, it was time for the main event.