"I don't have any food as well, doggy. You might want to go somewhere else to find something to eat."

After a fight that has worn me off and a semi-dream-like sequence, I want to rest. For real this time.

But, fighting a wolf who I suppose is hungry enough to attack the first living thing it saw might delay my plans.

Silver furred wolf began approaching towards me, he was growling, and saliva was dripping on the side of his mouth.

I wonder if it is currently seeing me as a nicely cooked steak or thanksgiving turkey, but it can keep the answer for itself.

Wolf is slowly closing the distance between us. If I want to use my new trick, now will be the best time.

With a quiet voice, I repeated the process of using magic. "Direct the limb you want to activate the magic towards the target." I directed my left-hand fingers towards the wolf.

"Focus, and collect the energy on the exit point, which is the tip of my finger." Blue lights began appearing on my fingertips.

Magic takes some time to do. I might get faster and better at casting if I start training this new trick, but I am giving enough time for the enemy to close the distance.

Unlucky for me, the wolf is smart enough to understand I am preparing a spell.

Wolf changed its speed and began running towards me at a top speed, with his mouth open to bite.

"The last step, stop focusing, like pressing the trigger as a sniper."

I closed my hands, and the blue light at the tip of my fingers disappeared. At the same time, an ice shard appeared from thin air and launched towards the wolf at high velocity.

Ice shard hit the wolf. Beast howled for one last time before collapsing and sliding on the ground.

I moved next to it to see how effective the ice shard was.

Wolf was still trying to breathe. With my short sword, I killed the wolf and ended the beasts suffering.

I grabbed the wolf's head and began inspecting its forehead. "Ice hit its head but did not penetrate the skull."

"Nothing deadly on the forehead." I pulled the wolf's corpse toward myself to inspect its neck. "And that's why you collapsed."

Ice shards penetrated the wolf's throat and cut a vital vein. For my theory, the impact of the ice shard, and the sudden loss of blood, caused it to collapse.

I moved back to the cave and grabbed something to skin the wolf. "It will be a waste if I left all these meat and fur to root."

After a bloody process of cutting, tearing, and most importantly slicing, meat rich in protein on an amount can last me for a week, and enough fur to make a pillow is obtained from the wolf.

Before sleeping, I began building a drying station like a thingy to hang meat and the fur I got.

With long sticks, I will make a short foundation around my fire, and using more sticks, I will create a rack to put my meat in the middle of the foundation, just above the fire, and I will cover the foundation with the fur I got from the wolf.

Two birds with one stone.

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Morning time, the sun shines, the weather is still cold enough to freeze my ass.

And my favorite thing, blue screens that are popping in front of me and telling me to do something, appeared as usual.

[New Quest: Hunt the Great Gray Wolf.]

Maybe following their instructions is a stupid idea, but I do not have anything else to show me the thing around.

Not only that, I think I am being rewarded generously for my acts.

Talking about rewards isn't the system of this world is quite simple and game a-like.

Tasks given to earn these rewards are most certainly dangerous, and my life put on the line more than twice.

Still, the immediately given increase in my physical and supernatural abilities is something we humans cannot achieve back in modern society.

It will be a lie if I say I do not like continuously getting stronger with every fight I win.

Every drop of blood has a value, but this value increased drastically, as I do not feel the reward of killing a serious threat mentally but also physically.

"I am going over my head, once again. I am only trying to survive right now, and I can do that without killing everything that is a threat to me." The sound of a human, even if it's mine, helps me to think straight.

War is already over. It was a stalemate, and all the blood and money spent was for nothing. Then why should I still care about that war?

I am not the Wolf I was once, and being the Wolf was never a solution to my problems.

I was enraged. I wanted to escape reality, and at that time, the personality of the Wolf, a great hero of Committee, was the escape I needed.

(Author note: Full name of the country is United Northern Committee, just for a fun fact, also it is a semi-democratic military junta.)

I was happy, I only needed to do the tasks given to me, and they were nothing I could not do. As long as bullets pierced the flesh, Wolf could kill anything.

At first, my reward was an escape from the reality I was scared of, but when I got my pack (all the troops under my command.) I created a new reality for myself.

Where I hunted, hunted, and hunted, worlds situation or the life I left behind had no meaning for me at the time.

Even if I came back from the frontlines from time to time, people kept screaming and praising the Wolf, and it only messed with my reality more and when the war ended.

I sighed.

Everything hit like a truck. I was Erwin once again, the legacy of the Wolf was standing right behind me, but I was didn't managed to reach it how much I tried.

Now the legacy of the Wolf is calling me, and how can I deny it.

Another blue screen appeared in front of me, just like my mind wasn't creating enough problems for me.

[Warning! Great Graywolf is nearby. Hide immediately.]

I slipped my hand through the bluescreen to close it and jumped up.

If the boss monster is near, my thoughts can wait for some more time, but where I can hide.

Cave has no protection, and it can easily see me if I climb on the hill.

"Trees," I said with a happy face. "I can not only hide but also watch and follow the boss around too.

I grabbed my polehammer from the ground and began running towards the closes tree. Thanks to my gloves, climbing on them is not a problem.

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It is near. I almost feel like someone is knocking on my chest, like knocking on a door. What is the beast that can cause this?

I found my answer as an enormous beast got into my sight.

It is taller than an African elephant and at least long as one too.

Even from far, I can see its giant fangs, I cannot say their exact sizes, but daggers carried by the goblins might have the same size.

Not only that but there are giant scars all over his body. Cuts, burns, even some arrows got stuck on his body. This beast undoubtedly saw a lot of battles in the past.

But there is one thing that took my interest most, its head, especially his mouth. Unlike its smaller cousins, his head is much bigger than his body.

I am not sure, but if it can open its mouth big as I think. Something with a mouth more than twice the size of a hippo's mouth is my enemy.

With a mouth big as that, I bet it can eat a lamb in one go, no bitting, only chewing.

I am ashamed to call myself the Wolf looking at this beast, but my most important question is still not answered. Can I kill it?

It is slowly wandering inside the forest, maybe searching for food. Perhaps it's trying to gain new territory after I killed the goblin shaman?

I smiled as it began getting closer to a trap I left. "One step forward," I whispered and cheered. "Yes!" I cheered with another whisper.

Great Graywolf activated one of the traps. Wooden spears launched towards it with lightning speed and penetrated its fur.

It growled with pain, but with one paw hit, it ripped out the spears that only managed to penetrate enough to hurt him a bit, then turned back into walking.

A single trap is not very effective, but considering Great Graywolf's size, I can say it cannot move freely inside the forest, so if I can manage to drag it into a corridor filled with traps, then I might have a chance to kill him.

I heard a howl, loud enough to hurt my ears.

As I looked back to the Great Graywolf, I saw what it howled. A single, unlucky draugr somehow decided to challenge the Great Graywolf.

Draugr, with a spear in his hand, tried to hit the Great Graywolf from far.

The Giant beast was not impressed by the enemy. With one quick move, Great Graywolf leaped forward and grabbed the draugr with its mouth.

It lifted the draugr to the air and began shaking it. Even animals have little sadists inside.

After some more shaking, it closed his mouth and split the draugr in half.

Draugrs flesh, bones, even the iron armor it was wearing was not strong enough to endure the bite force of the Great Graywolf.

With half of his prey still inside his mouth, the beast changed its direction and began moving away.

I climbed down as Great Graywolf finally left my sight. "Spears, ropes, and lots of work waiting for me then." I began moving back to my cave for preparations.

I learned my lessons today. This thing can be damaged, but never try to challenge the beast head-on, or my end will be the same with that poor draugr.

But if I can hurt something, I can kill it too. It is simple as that.