Jake looked down at the monster. It was hard to compare the creature that had created the gruesome scenes in the farmhouses to the polite cowman that stood in front of him. He had yet to show even a single sign of aggression, and while he wasn’t sure how it would react if he rejected its offer, at least it seemed sincere. Heck, it hadn’t even tried any weird mind magic as far as he could tell, despite that being its specialty.
It could even recognize that Jake was still in E-grade, and all logic dictated that the Minotaur was stronger than him. Jake felt like at least giving the creature a proper answer… knowing what was to follow.
“I am a hunter; my path is too far removed from yours,” Jake said. “You find pleasure in taking revenge on those weaker than yourself… Without going into mora
