The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle – Chapter 1782

## Chapter 1782: Hunting the Flying Serpent

I was quite cautious at first, mainly because after crossing over, I was unfamiliar with the environment. Everything was filled with unknown terror, and everyone I met seemed like a powerful expert. A single mistake could lead to a fate worse than death. Naturally, I was careful.

But now, I am different. Although I’m not an expert, I have the ability to protect myself and am familiar with the rules of this world. Cando City is now full of strong individuals, and no one deliberately hides their strength. I figured I didn’t need to be overly low-key.

As expected, everyone in the venue was staring intently at the projection screen. No one noticed a vendor’s body briefly acting strangely. At most, they might have been annoyed that he was blocking their view. As for his life or death, what business was it of anyone else?

I ate a large pile of purchased food, looking at the many screens as I ate, searching for Older Brother Jayad.
As for this food, it wasn’t very tasty. I’d call it cheap fast food, not comparable to the feasts at home. But I don’t care about the taste; as long as it’s filling, that’s enough.

Finally, after observing for a while, I saw a familiar figure appear on a small screen. Ta-da! A wild Older Brother Jayad appeared.
He had changed back into his Hawk Armor, and his mount had also been replaced by a snow-white Hippogriff, as the Packhorse had already returned me to the city.
Actually, the Packhorse wanted to run back, but I was afraid Jayad’s two mounts would fight, so I insisted that Sherris lead the Packhorse home.

“Everyone, look! That’s Knight Norton, who fought the Fourth Commander of the Royal Knights earlier. He was also the first knight to hunt a monster and take the lead. I didn’t expect him to change his mount!” a commentator noticed Jayad.
Older Brother Jayad’s initial dodge of Royal Champion Knight Erica’s world-destroying arrow and his clean and neat kill of the Blood Raven had left a deep impression on many.

But after that, he started bringing along his subordinates to hunt, leaving the targets for a knight with less strength to defeat, and just watching himself. Later, he even started slacking off.
Consequently, the projection screens showing him gradually decreased. By the end, they were mostly focused on other knights with exciting battles. Even when they occasionally cut back to Jayad, all that was seen was him leisurely wandering through the forest on his horse, and the audience soon forgot about him.

But when the screen suddenly cut back to him, people saw him with a very cool flying beast, completely white, looking like a combination of a horse and an eagle, with a single horn growing from its head.

“What kind of mount is that? A Griffin? Ah, no, it looks like a Hippogriff, but where do you find a Hippogriff that’s completely white and has a single horn?” the commentator asked doubtfully, clearly unable to figure out Jayad’s mount species for a while.

The Hippogriff flew very fast, weaving through the sky above the forest. Soon, it spotted a flying serpent. It had a purple body, its wing membranes extending from where they grew from the wing bones to its rear half. It flew using wings larger than its body, and its mouth even spat out a forked tongue.

Flying serpents are monsters native to South America. Their physical structure is not well-suited for being mounts. Not only is it uncomfortable to ride on a slippery, slender snake, but its wing structure also makes it difficult to support human flight.

Although theoretically this is the case, some people still coveted the flying serpent’s ability to spit deadly venom. Furthermore, powerful knights could achieve a unity of man and steed, sharing their magic power to induce evolution and enhance their flying ability, overcoming the drawback of not being able to carry a rider and forcibly riding them.

Coupled with the government’s monopoly on the more common Pterosaur trade, flying serpents, which were not costly, became a viable alternative. This is because ordinary cavalrymen could not ride flying serpents.

Moreover, even if they couldn’t be ridden, flying serpents, as tamed pets, had innate abilities very helpful in combat. Therefore, many unscrupulous merchants went to South America to poach flying beasts and smuggle them back.

Inevitably, some would get lost on the road, while others would return to freedom after their owners died unexpectedly. These flying serpents that returned to the wild were extremely ferocious, often using their venom to poison an entire family before feeding on a single corpse.

The flying serpent Older Brother Jayad encountered was likely an accidentally lost one, or their offspring. This flying serpent had also mutated. Around its eyes on either side, two new eyes had cracked open, totaling six glowing green serpent eyes.

Seeing the prey, Jayad directly charged at the flying serpent on his Hippogriff. He hadn’t hunted monsters for a long time due to his adventures in the tomb. Theoretically, his hunting count was lower than other knights.

The flying serpent keenly detected someone charging towards it and spat out a stream of green venom from a distance. The venom sprayed out like a high-pressure water gun in a straight line, aimed directly at Jayad and the Hippogriff.

The Hippogriff neither dodged nor evaded. A white light emanated from its body, forming a translucent shield. It then rammed into the venom, scattering it. However, not a single drop touched it.

Sensing danger, the flying serpent spat out a cloud of poisonous mist. The mist rapidly expanded to a radius of more than ten meters. Under the cover of the mist, the flying serpent turned and fled.

At that moment, an eagle’s claw shot out from the smoke and pierced through the serpent’s body with lightning speed. The flying serpent, instinctively, wrapped itself around the Hippogriff, biting at its body and attempting to enshroud its head on the ground with its membranous wings.

This was the flying serpent’s three-step hunting process: first, spit venom to mark the prey; second, entangle and bite the prey. Its fangs were also filled with deadly poison; third, cover the opponent’s mouth and nose with its wings, causing them to suffocate to death.

In reality, each of these three steps was enough to kill the prey. Flying serpents habitually used their full strength to ensure the prey was killed.
Prey targeted by flying serpents had almost no chance of escape. Because of this excellent hunting ability, flying serpents were considered useful mounts or pets by some.

However, this time it miscalculated. A single horn emerged from its wing membrane, and then a burst of Holy Light shattered the membrane into fragments.
The Hippogriff, revealing its head, pecked with its eagle-like beak, piercing the serpent’s body and tearing out its heart to eat it.

The flying serpent’s mouth opened in a convulsive struggle. Although the projection screen had no sound, the audience could still imagine the flying serpent emitting an unpleasant hiss.

Then, the Hippogriff tore the flying serpent off its body and flung it to the ground. With a large hole in its wing, the flying serpent naturally had no strength to struggle, crashing heavily onto the ground. Furthermore, after losing its heart, it could not survive and could only writhe feebly.

At this moment, a youth wielding a greatsword, riding a Rock-horned Beast, charged out of the forest and severed the serpent’s head with a single sword strike, completing the hunt.

“Good!” the audience cheered in unison. It was a clean and neat hunt. The knight didn’t even need to lift a finger; the Hippogriff completed the hunt on its own.

Then, the Hippogriff demonstrated its unparalleled hunting prowess, taking down three monsters within an hour.