Adventurer of Many Professions-Chapter 93: Crazy Baboons!

The baboons, now fully on the ground, tilted their heads, confused by the presence of Raymond and his group. Their eyes flicked from the humans to the fallen ’vine demon trees’ around them. It didn’t take long for them to make the connection.

With loud, raucous cries of "Oh-oh-oh!", the baboons began to leap excitedly from branch to branch. They had clearly been in conflict with these ’vine demon trees’ before. It was easy to guess that some of their comrades might have been slain by these vicious trees, and now they were taking their vengeance on the fallen forest guardians.

Lorene, her voice barely a whisper, leaned toward Raymond and added, "These five are all males. There’s no sign of any females. That means they belong to a tribe. Likely, they’re under orders from a leader to gather the ’blood vine grass’ and bring it back to their pack."

Raymond glanced at Lorene, impressed by her sharp observations. He nodded. "Exactly. If these baboons had more of their kind with them, they’d be acting more like a real group. But since it’s just five males, they can’t function as a true pack."

He quickly pieced it all together. ’Crazy baboons’ were social creatures. When their numbers were small, they lacked organization and leadership, but when the group grew to over twenty individuals, they formed a hierarchy with a strong leader. It seemed these five were part of a larger tribe and had been sent on a mission to gather ’blood vine grass’ for their leader.

Just as Raymond was processing this, Sylph called out, "Raymond, look! They’re coming down!"

Raymond turned, and his eyes widened as the baboons, now fully aware of their presence, began sliding down the thick tree trunks with surprising speed and agility.

The baboons were even more imposing up close. Their short, dense golden fur covered their muscular bodies, and their limbs; short but powerful, made them look almost stocky, yet incredibly strong. Standing upright, they were easily as tall as Raymond’s chest, and their ferocity made them resemble more than just baboons, they were like mini gorillas with those sharp fangs and gnashing jaws.

Raymond couldn’t help but think, If it weren’t for the golden hair and protruding jaws, I might have mistaken them for gorillas. The sight of these creatures charging toward them made his blood run cold.

The group of baboons landed gracefully on the ground, their eyes locked onto Raymond and his friends. The air between them crackled with tension, the baboons’ grunts and growls punctuating the silence. They weren’t just animals, these were territorial, highly intelligent creatures, and they weren’t about to back down.

"Stay alert," Raymond whispered, tightening his grip on the sword. "We need to stay calm and make sure we don’t provoke them too much. Let’s hope we can deal with them quickly."

The sun had already dipped behind the horizon, and the dense forest was growing darker by the second. But Raymond’s focus was unwavering. He knew the battle was about to begin.

’"Oooooh!"’

With a loud, primal cheer, the five crazy baboons leapt down from the trees, landing in a scattered clump. For a brief moment, they just stared at Raymond and his friends, assessing them with cold, calculating eyes.

’"Roar!"’ they bellowed, their jaws snapping wide open, revealing two rows of jagged, sharp teeth. The two long, menacing fangs at the front of their mouths gleamed in the fading light, adding an extra layer of terror to their already savage appearance.

The sight of the baboons’ ferocious expressions was enough to send a cold shiver down Sylph and Lorene’s spines. They instinctively pressed themselves closer behind Raymond, their eyes wide with fear.

The baboons took slow, measured steps forward, sizing up their prey, clearly testing the waters.

The source of this c𝓸ntent is frёeweɓηovel.coɱ.

’"Ray... Raymond... What should we do?"’ Sylph whispered, her voice shaking as she only dared peek out from behind him.

Raymond, however, remained calm. ’"We’ll retreat slowly,"’ he said, his voice steady and confident. ’"But don’t run. Just move back a little at a time."’

As he spoke, he pulled up his status panel, quickly scanning his stats.

’"Name: Raymond Kelton"’

’"Age: 15"’

’"Magic value: 242.6/601.1"’

’"Occupations: Fighter, Warrior, Craftsman, Magician, Swordsman"’

’"Skills: Bone Crushing, Taunt [Upgradable], Wind Slash"’

Find exclusive stories on novelbuddy

’"Skill points: 3. Cumulative value: 15%"’

Seeing that he had 242.6 magic points left, Raymond felt a surge of confidence. It wasn’t a huge amount, but it was enough to use his ’Taunt’ skill. That was all he needed to ensure the baboons wouldn’t bypass him and target Sylph and Lorene.

The baboons, sensing the retreat, began to grow bolder. They stepped forward, testing the distance between them and their prey, but instead of rushing in for the kill, they moved cautiously, their eyes fixed on Raymond and his group.

Raymond quickly assessed the situation. These baboons weren’t looking for a fight, they just wanted to claim the ’blood vine grass’. The problem was, all of it had already been collected by them. If the baboons realized this, there would be no stopping them.

He turned to Sylph and Lorene, whispering urgently, ’"When I say ’run,’ head straight into the woods. Find a big tree, something that can hide you completely, and stay there."’

The trees in this area were enormous, so finding one to hide behind wouldn’t be hard. Sylph and Lorene nodded, their trust in Raymond unshaken despite their confusion.

Just then, they were close enough to the edge of the woods for Raymond to give the order.

’"Run!"’ he commanded sharply.

Without hesitation, Sylph and Lorene turned and bolted toward the forest. They each picked a giant tree and scrambled behind it, seeking the cover they needed.

The baboons, now entering the area where the ’blood vine grass’ had been, quickly realized the truth: the plants were gone. The ground was littered with empty holes, remnants of the grass they had been so eager to find.

’"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"’ they shrieked, enraged. Their claws scraped desperately at the dirt, throwing it aside in frantic sweeps, but there was nothing to be found. Only dirt and disappointment.

The baboons spun around, their eyes blazing with fury, and locked onto Raymond and his friends. It was clear what had happened. The humans had taken all the ’blood vine grass’.

Seeing Sylph and Lorene hiding in the woods, the baboons let out a collective roar of rage. Without warning, they began picking up rocks from the ground and hurling them in the direction of the retreating figures, their aim sharp and vicious.

Raymond’s heart raced. The fight was far from over.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The stones flew through the air with a deadly whistle, propelled by the crazy baboons’ enormous arm strength. Each rock moved so fast that even Raymond didn’t dare to try stopping them with his sword. If he mistimed it, he’d be hit for sure.

His instincts kicked in as he turned around, scanning the area behind him. His heart skipped a beat as he saw Sylph and Lorene safely hidden behind a massive tree. The sight was a relief. He was glad they were out of danger, but if they weren’t, he’d have to take the brunt of those flying stones himself, and then rely on Lorene’s healing to patch him up.

For now, though, he didn’t have to worry about that.

With quick reflexes, Raymond predicted the stones’ trajectory and dodged each one with swift, calculated movements.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The rocks slammed into the tree with loud, echoing thuds, and Sylph and Lorene’s startled screams rang out from behind their cover.

"Stay hidden! Don’t come out!" Raymond shouted over his shoulder.

"Okay… Okay," Lorene called back, her voice trembling. "Raymond, be careful!"

Raymond didn’t have time to reply. The second wave of stones was already in the air, hurling toward him at breakneck speed.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

One by one, Raymond sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the onslaught. He could hear the baboons growling in frustration behind him, their anger escalating.

"Ouch! Ouch!" the baboons roared, seeing their rocks miss their target once again. Furious, they hurled the remaining stones to the ground with all their might.

And then, the baboons made their move.

With a collective growl, the group of five crazy baboons charged at Raymond, moving swiftly on all fours. Their stocky frames and powerful limbs made them seem like a gang of battle-hardened warriors.

Raymond’s face tightened in concentration. This wasn’t just a game anymore. The time for retreat was over. He couldn’t afford to give an inch, or they would charge past him and go after Sylph and Lorene.