Duke Daughter's Becomes A Hunter

A New Way Of Living

I am Amelia….no…. Six? No. No. No. Well, currently I don’t have a name. I will get have it in future. A very cool name. Well, it has been two months since I became a hunter or rather forced to be. Whatever. I am currently a hunter under training. And now I am washing my party mates’ clothes.

“Ugh… why did they even threw their underwear?”

Really those guys, how can they torture me this way? How can I get scammed so easily? Those bastards. I want to tear every one of them into pieces. What hunter in training? I am treated as a servant. Wash their clothes. Wash their dishes. Carry their bags.

What do they think of me?

At least, it is quiet. All my party mates went to hunt monsters and I am currently residing in a neighboring inn. But I really wish those bastards would get lot in the forest and wouldn’t return for a week, no... a month.

As I wished, I am far away from Yondra now. I wont ever cross paths with Duke Winfred or his family. But still. Why?

“Why the f**k am I so unlucky?” I shouted.

Ah! How many times did I tell myself to control my mouth? Those bastards. Why am I learning their vulgar words? I should control myself. I am different from them. They are the people much below me. Of course, they would behave in this way due to lack of proper education. I should not follow their actions and speech but instead teach them proper manners. I am the daughter of the most powerful duke.

Or I was.

Whatever.

I washed all the clothes and dried them. As I sat alone to eat lunch, I heard few familiar voices. Oh… they came back. Why are my wishes never fulfilled? Now I can’t even eat my lunch peacefully.

There was once a time when I craved for people’s attention. I wished them to look at me. When I wished to walk among them and talk with them happily. A time when I even treasured the cold words, they said to me. A time when I tried my best to gain their attention.

“Alullululuuluuu” James, the one who taught me to eat in barbaric way in our first meeting, was the first to come, “is my little Six already hungry?”

I am not Six. And I am not a two- or three-year old kid. I am nearly ten, I guess. Stop with your nuisance.

He lifted me up and threw me high into air and then caught me. When he first threw me up, I remember how scared I was. I even cried. Ugh… so embarrassing. But he still kept throwing in the air like this. And now I am not even scared. But rather it became a part of my daily routine.

“Ah… you became so heavy these days” James complained as he put me down.

“Stop complaining, James. Only if she eats more, she can become cuter” Fred said.

I walked towards and pulled my cheeks so hard that they turned red. Hey, you rogue. It hurts.

“You f*****g brat, can’t you see she is in pain” Dylan said.

Fred let go my cheeks, pouting and cursing. Don’t think he is my savior.

He immediately picked me up and started to twirl so fast that every thing around me started to turn blur. I still remember the first time he twirled me. I felt so nauseous after that that I vomited.

“Dylan” I heard another voice and I clearly know who did it belong to.

The huge guy walked towards me. He snatched me from Dylan’s and hugged me. He then patted my head and affectionately kissed my head.

This bastard. He first scammed me and then treat me so warmly. I hate this guy the most. No to mention he even gave me a funny name. And even allow his men to bully. This… ugh… I can’t even find words to curse him.

“Leader, stop taking Six for yourself. Let us also play with her” James said.

He did not respond. On contrary, he made me sit on his lap and passed my lunch to me. I can hear others cursing him. But he ignored all and smiled at me. I looked around. All looked at me and smiled. I don’t know why I smile back at them. I do not know why I feel so comfortable with them. I really hate it.

There was once a time when I tried my best just to get other’s attention. But now, even if I do nothing, I get focused. Why? Why are they so different? Am I not just a nameless orphan? Do I really deserve all this attention?

Dylan woke me up next morning. It was still dark, as sun is yet to rise. The weather was chilly. I really want to lay in my bed. But now I have to run with Dylan. Since a month, he has been telling me to train my body in order to become a hunter. I should start building physique suitable for a hunter.

He told me that my body is weak since it is untrained. And I have to train every day. But why the heck do I have to run twenty kilometers? It first started with five kilometers, then increased to ten, then fifteen, and now twenty.

I still remember my first day. It was terrible. I remembered my struggle to breath. My lungs felt like they would burst and my heart raced so fast that I could hear its beat. This is irritating. I remember how much I cursed him. That day, I laid completely in my bed due to body pains. After a day’s rest, when I felt fresh but still sore, he again dragged me out of the bed and continued to torture me.

And first and foremost, which son of a b***h told him I want to be a hunter?

“Six, run fast or else I will leave you behind. Remember wild animals still roam in his forest at this hour” Dylan warned.

fuck.

Ugh… I really want to cry.

After running for two hours continuously, we finally stopped in front of the inn. The sun has already risen. I immediately collapsed on the ground.

“Six, we will continue our training after fifteen minutes” Dylan informed.

I nodded my head as I didn’t had strength to speak. I sat on ground, completely tired. The world out felt like it is revolving upside down. My heart was beating so fast that I had troubles calming it down. My legs refused to move. My face was completely hot due to my strong breaths. My entire body complained due to pain. I was completely covered in sweat as my throat demanded for water.

Dylan gave me a jug of water. I picked and drank it completely. Even thought the water got spilled on my clothes, I did not care. I only concentrated on satisfying my throat.

The training went on for another two hours. Dylan asked me to do thirty push-ups, thirty pull-ups, thirty squats, thirty lunges and skipping for hundred times. Dylan, seriously, he is intensifying my training day by day. At first it was just ten push-up and pull-ups. He gradually increased the number and even added more exercises.

He is really finding new ways to torment me.

Were we enemies in some life? I guess so.

“Dylan, it seems you completely drained out our Six” John, the mage, said.

He tossed my breakfast towards me. It was a mushroom soup and a bread. My body is sore and tired from the training. I wish to lie down somewhere lazily. I have no longer any energy. With difficulty, I lifted my hand and took the spoon.

Though my entire body pained, and each movement gave me a lot of pain but I cannot tolerate my stomach’s grumbling. Especially when the food is right in front of me. I ate silently, ignoring others.

“Hey guys” I heard Will calling.

“Ah.. why the f**k is this d**k back so early” Dylan cursed.

“f**k off” he said.

Will went to visit his home due to some emergencies.

“Ah… Six. I have got good news for you” he said.

What? Good news? What good news is he talking about? This bastard only brought me bad things through his good news. Like “Six, let me tell you good news, you are going to start your training from tomorrow.” “Six, good news, we will not go to hunt today”. “Six, do you want to hear good news? Dylan will double your training from tomorrow.”

“I found a friend for you” he said.

He directed his hand towards a young boy. He looked me with seriously. His red hair was messy, covering his forehead and even his eyes. But I can still see them. His grey-blue eyes, just like Will. But they were not cheerful like Will’s but rather cold. I can feel it. Though he is young, I can still find Will’s traits in his face. Especially this face cut.

“Meet my son, Oliver” Will introduced cheerfully, “From now on he is your friend”.