Its fur was as hard as iron, and there were still traces of dried blood on its claws, clearly marking it as the overlord of this forest.
With the lords of Glanton Castle having followed their Earl into imprisonment, no one in the area came to fulfill those ancient duties.
The Priests were adept at dealing with the Undead, but not so much with Demon Beasts. As for ordinary Adventurers, they couldn't possibly handle a Fine Steel Level prey.
The nearby villagers couldn't afford to issue a commission with the adventurer guild, so they could only let this beast run rampant. It's said that several woodsmen who went into the mountains had already met their demise at its hands.
Upon learning of this, out of compassion for the villagers, Edward waved his hand generously, instructing his accompanying servants to carve up the bear meat, weighing several thousand pounds, and send it along with the Wild Boars to the nearby villages as a greeting gift from the new lord to his people.
