The hunting grounds are densely wooded and overgrown with weeds, and from time to time you can hear the cheers of others when they have hunted their prey.

"Quick, there's a fawn, chase after it."

"Drive!"

"Phew, be quiet."

A fawn passed by and was spotted, and a crowd immediately surrounded it.

"Whoever hits the arrow will be his." One of them said.

"Good!"

Four or five teenagers picked up their bows and aimed them at the fawn.

The fawn hid behind a tree in a panic, not knowing which way to flee.

"Huh~"

Before the arrows of the group could be sent out of their hands, the fawn fell to the ground motionless.

"Who, who?"

That......

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