Tech Hero in Another World
Chapter 33: [32] Hunting

Chapter 33: [32] Hunting

The name Black Death was only famous in the city of Vermont, but beyond that region, he was nothing more than a mysterious figure with no clear identity. However, Ren didn’t care about his notoriety. What stood before him was nothing but human trash that needed to be wiped out.

With his assault rifle raised, he began firing mercilessly at the soldiers and slave traders. The high-caliber bullets tore through their armor with ease, creating gaping holes in their unfortunate bodies. Some of them attempted to flee, but Ren shot without hesitation, ensuring that not a single one could escape.

However, not all enemies could be taken down with ordinary bullets. Among the bandits, a few mages started casting spells in his direction. Fireballs and lightning bolts streaked through the air, creating small explosions on the ground around him. Ren moved swiftly, dodging their attacks with unnatural agility.

"Heh... Quite troublesome," he muttered, taking cover behind his car. He knew mages weren’t to be underestimated, but for someone who applied military tactics in combat, they were just targets that needed to be eliminated with the right method.

One of the mages began preparing another spell, his hands glowing with an intense blue light. But before he could finish his incantation, Ren had already crouched and fired a single bullet straight into his head. The spell dissipated instantly, while his body collapsed lifelessly onto the ground.

They had magic.

But Ren had something faster.

The other mages quickly realized they weren’t up against an ordinary opponent. Fear began to spread across their faces as their numbers dwindled.

Ren pressed a button on his rifle, switching to burst-fire mode. The cold night was soon filled with the deafening roar of gunfire, turning the entire encampment into a slaughterhouse.

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Shua had no idea what was happening. The echoes of small explosions rumbled around her, followed by the fading screams of men. But she didn’t dare open her eyes. All she could do was curl up on the ground, her body trembling violently, praying that this was nothing more than a nightmare that would soon pass.

At that moment, Ren had just confirmed that no reinforcements were coming. His gaze swept across the battlefield, now littered with the corpses of soldiers and slave traders. Once he was certain the situation was under control, he let out a quiet breath and removed his skull mask. The cold night air touched his face, damp with a slight sheen of sweat.

He nearly stepped on something—or rather, someone.

At his feet, a small girl was curled into a tight ball, her body still trembling with fear. Ren stared at her for a moment, then glanced around. The only sound left was the whisper of the night breeze.

Curious, he crouched down and gently placed a hand on the girl’s back.

"Hey, it’s over now." His voice was calm, though still emotionless.

But to Shua, still trapped in her terror, that touch felt like a bolt of lightning. Her body jerked violently, her breath hitched, and she instinctively tried to back away in panic.

"N-no... please... don’t..." Her voice trembled, barely above a whisper.

Ren raised an eyebrow, slightly puzzled by her reaction. But then, he understood. To this girl, all humans were monsters. Whether saviors or enemies, fear had completely overtaken her.

He let out a quiet sigh and adjusted his posture, making sure he didn’t appear threatening.

"I’m not one of them," he said, his tone softer this time. "Look around you. They’re all dead."

But Shua still didn’t dare to open her eyes. She could only feel the presence of someone so close to her. Fear still gripped her heart, but underneath it... there was something else.

For the first time since this nightmare began, she heard a voice that wasn’t cruel. No scorn, no disgusting mockery, no threats.

Just a voice—calm, cold, yet strangely comforting.

Shua swallowed hard, her body still trembling, but slowly, she lifted her face. Her tear-filled eyes met the man in front of her, and for the first time, she saw her savior clearly.

Under the moonlight that had begun to peek through the sky, the man looked more real than the nightmare she had just endured. His face was sharp, his dark blue-black hair an uncommon color among humans. But what stood out the most were his eyes—silvery blue, glowing faintly in the darkness, creating an aura of mystery that was impossible to describe.

Ren stared back at her and let out a small sigh. He could see the way she looked at him, filled with fear and confusion. So, he did something he rarely ever did—he smiled.

A small, gentle smile, just enough to show that he wasn’t a threat.

Shua froze, her chest rising and falling in uneven breaths. She didn’t know how to react.

From inside the iron cage, the other elf children cautiously peeked out. Their wide eyes stared at the man who had slaughtered all their captors in an instant. They didn’t know who he was, but one thing was certain—he wasn’t one of the monsters who had destroyed their lives.

Ren glanced toward the cage before turning back to Shua, who was still frozen in place. His voice remained steady as he asked,

"Can you stand?"

Shua didn’t answer immediately. Her fists were still clenched over her tattered skirt, her body stiff. But something in his voice made her feel... just a little bit safer.

Slowly, she gave a small nod, though her body still trembled.

Ren let out a quiet breath and stood up. "Ah, you all wait a moment too," he added, his voice calm despite the lingering tension.

He walked over to one of the fallen soldiers, searching through the leather belt filled with small pouches. After a few seconds, he finally found what he was looking for—a rough, worn iron key.

Without hesitation, he returned to the cage where the elf children were locked up and quickly unlocked the rusted padlock. A distinct ’click’ echoed in the night air, followed by the creak of the metal door swinging open.

The elf children, who had been huddled inside, stared at the open door but didn’t move. They remained frozen, their gazes fixed on the human standing before them.

They didn’t know what to do.

It was humans who had destroyed their village.

It was humans who had kidnapped them and turned them into slaves.

And now, another human had come to save them.

One of the older children stepped forward, his body still tense with wariness. The younger ones clung to his back as if using him as a shield.

Ren observed their reaction and let out a quiet sigh.

But before he could say anything, heavy footsteps echoed from the shadows of the trees.

In an instant, two large figures emerged—Bella and Alfred, now back to their original size. Their golden eyes scanned the area, their massive bodies tense with alertness.

The elf children gasped, some recoiling in fear, while others bit their lips to hold back a scream.

"Grrrrr..." Bella and Alfred growled lowly, still on guard in case any remaining enemies were hiding.

But to the frightened elf children, the sight of two giant tigers was just another nightmare.

"W-why are there monsters here...?" one of the children whispered in fear, clutching their friend’s sleeve.

Ren glanced at Bella and Alfred before looking back at the children. Their eyes were filled with fresh terror.

He let out another sigh and crouched down again, lowering himself to their eye level.

"Relax," he said, his voice quiet. "They’re not enemies."

But for children who had just lost everything, trusting a human was already difficult... let alone believing in the two beasts standing before them.