Fantasy Family Simulator (FFS)

The charging Bloodhoof Boar lacked agility and couldn't stop its momentum in time. It plunged straight into the range of the Quicksand Spell, causing its movement to suddenly slow down.

A perfect opportunity!

Rhett's extraordinary combat instincts allowed him to seize the brief opening and cast an Earth Spike spell. The ground rippled with the power of earth elements, and a sharp earthen spike suddenly shot out.

Ryley, Tark, and Thales all brightened up. They had seen their father in action before—his formidable spellcasting was overwhelmingly powerful, making him nearly invincible among his peers. Every time they encountered a magical beast, Rhett would usually dispatch it within a few rounds.

This time, they expected the same outcome, anticipating that the Bloodhoof Boar would be pierced by the earth spike in the next instant. Smiles spread across their faces.

However, what happened next deviated from their expectations...

The Tier 3 Bloodhoof Boar rolled its massive body to the side, dodging and shifting its position. As it rolled, its muscles tensed, and its skin suddenly hardened like stone. When the sharp spike struck its belly, it skidded off as if it had hit smooth rock!

The boar rolled over once, stood up again, snorted, and flames erupted from its body. Like a blazing truck, it charged straight toward Rhett once more!

Rhett held his breath. This opponent had an exceptionally strong defense. He thought to himself, "If I can't hit a vital spot, even the Earth Spike or Earth Cone spells may struggle to deal significant damage."

To test his theory, Rhett cast another Earth Spike spell! Though he aimed for the boar's throat, the beast twisted at the last second, causing the spike to strike its chest instead!

The Bloodhoof Boar let out a strange, painful squeal, kicking out with its front hooves and snapping the earthen spike. When Rhett took a closer look, he saw that the boar's chest had a small hole the size of a finger, but no blood was flowing out—it had barely pierced the skin.

Standing nearby, Ryley cast a Water Arrow spell! The arrow splashed onto the boar's tough hide, shattering into droplets. The boar didn't even flinch, its attention remaining fixed on Rhett, the biggest threat.

Tark widened his eyes. This was the first time he had encountered a beast with such formidable defenses, even impervious to the Earth Spike!

Thales, his eyes filled with worry, thought that if this reckless Bloodhoof Boar reached them, they would struggle to fend it off. What could they do?

Ryley tried to remain calm, glancing at his father's composed expression and reassuring himself, "It's okay! Father will definitely have a way to handle this!"

Despite his efforts to think through the situation, he couldn't figure out how his father would deal with the charging boar in such a short time.

"Children, don't panic. Step back—I'll handle this!" Rhett's calm voice was like a soothing stream, easing his sons' anxiety. They quickly complied, retreating to give their father space.

A faint glow of yellow earth energy surrounded Rhett as he swiftly cast a Stone Shield around himself. As the Bloodhoof Boar charged toward him, he didn't move. Instead, he stood his ground, waiting for the impact.

The boar, seeing Rhett's head so close, became frenzied with hunger. It opened its massive jaws wide, preparing to tear into him.

"Father!" Tark yelled in alarm. In his view, the enormous boar was about to collide with Rhett, seemingly poised to devour him whole. The three brothers clenched their fists, ready to rush forward in desperation.

Suddenly, a shrill scream erupted from the Bloodhoof Boar, halting the brothers in their tracks. The agonized cry quickly turned into a muffled whimper, as if something was stuck in its throat. The unexpected turn of events left them frozen in confusion.

With a heavy thud, the boar collapsed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. Rhett's Stone Shield had nearly shattered, especially the section in front of him, which was now crisscrossed with cracks like a spider's web.

The three brothers hurried to Rhett's side. Tark, anxious, asked, "Father, are you alright?"

Rhett shook his head with a smile.

Ryley, still processing what had happened, noticed the cracks in his father's shield. It was clear that Rhett had taken a heavy blow, but the shield had held. Relieved, Ryley patted his chest and said, "Father, that was intense! Seeing the Bloodhoof Boar charging at you was so nerve-wracking!"

Rhett replied lightly, "No need to worry—it was a small matter. Just a Tier 3 Bloodhoof Boar, nothing too challenging."

"Wow, Father, how did you do that? The boar was alive just a moment ago, and then it suddenly dropped dead!" Thales, his curiosity piqued now that the danger had passed, circled the fallen beast excitedly.

At that moment, Ryley had a thought. He knelt down and pried open the boar's massive jaws to examine its cause of death. The creature was enormous, and even its throat and esophagus were as thick as a person's thigh.

He conjured a small light of elemental energy to illuminate the dark passage. When he saw what was inside, Ryley was startled!

A long earthen spike had pierced through the boar's esophagus and punctured its heart from within its soft tissues!

Ryley shuddered slightly. Upon closer inspection, he confirmed that the boar had indeed been killed by a precise strike to the heart.

It was clear that in the critical moment, his father had taken advantage of the boar's open mouth to drive an earthen spike straight into its heart.

The precision and reaction time required for such a feat were beyond impressive!

Ryley was in awe of his father's skill. He also recalled how his father had emphasized precise spell training—like threading Water Arrows through fast-moving, rolling stones. That training was remarkably similar to the precision his father had just demonstrated in battle.

Ryley's eyes gleamed with newfound understanding. In that moment, he realized just how much effort his father had put into his training. The seemingly tedious and monotonous exercises had a crucial purpose—they were invaluable in moments like this!

The depth of his father's care and guidance was profound, even if it wasn't always spoken aloud.

As he stood up and turned to look at his father, he found Rhett gazing at him with a meaningful expression. Ryley straightened his posture, a serious thought crossing his mind: "Could it be that this whole situation was planned by Father?"

"Ryley, I'll leave the task of handling the magical beast's remains to you," Rhett said with a smile.

Ryley's expression grew more serious. Though he had no direct evidence, his instincts told him that his father had indeed orchestrated the situation. Rhett could have dealt with the boar in an easier, safer way, but he had chosen a riskier method—perhaps to teach Ryley a deeper lesson about the importance of training.

Tark scratched his head and offered, "How about I do it? This Bloodhoof Boar has thick skin and tough flesh—it'll take Ryley forever to handle it."

"No, I insist on doing it!" Ryley's tone was firm and resolute.

"Uh... okay." Tark, puzzled by Ryley's sudden determination, relented.

Five days passed in a blur.

The four of them arrived once again at the Darkfeather Eagle's territory. Last time, they had explored the eastern side, but Rhett had cleared out many of the magical beasts in that area. To maximize their efficiency, this time they chose the northern side.

As they gazed at the lush forested hills, Rhett instructed, "The same rules as last time—don't wander off. Stay within a certain distance from me, and we'll start hunting from the outer edges."

"Got it!" Tark replied enthusiastically, his eyes brimming with determination. "Father, if we encounter a Tier 1 magical beast, could you let me handle it? I've just started mastering the second layer of Phantom Rewind, and I want to test my strength!"

"I'd like to see how my spell training holds up in real combat too," Ryley added after some thought. "Father, how about Tark and I take turns—one beast each?"

"No problem!" Rhett agreed readily, then added a new condition. "Besides testing your individual abilities, you also need to work on your teamwork. After each of you handles a beast on your own, you'll need to team up for the next one. And remember, just like last time, you must aim to minimize injuries and conserve energy in your battles!"

Tark and Ryley exchanged a glance and replied in unison, "Understood!"

"Looks like our first opponent is already here," Rhett said, his gaze fixed on the forest.

"Alright, Tark, you'll take on the first Tier 1 magical beast," Rhett announced.

Tark drew his sword, raising it high as he eagerly declared, "Leave it to me!"

Minutes passed, and the magical beast slowly emerged from the trees. Since Rhett was suppressing his own aura, the Flame Winged Serpent that slithered out of the woods had no sense of the danger it was walking into.

Its cold eyes scanned the strange creatures standing a hundred meters away. Just as humans found magical beasts to be odd-looking, magical beasts found humans equally bizarre.

Ryley was surprised to see that the beast was a Flame Winged Serpent. This type of magical beast had notable bloodline potential, capable of reaching mid-tier levels. Upon reaching adulthood, it would naturally possess the strength of a mid-tier beast.

Of course, even within the same species, bloodlines varied. Some serpents could reach Tier 6, while others might only cap out at Tier 4.

Rhett narrowed his eyes as he studied the Flame Winged Serpent. Magical beasts with mid-tier potential were rare in the Darkfeather Eagle's territory. The serpent before them, barely the length of a human arm, was clearly in its juvenile stage. Yet it had already reached Tier 1, a testament to its formidable bloodline potential—far superior to most of the beasts in these parts.

"However… if there's a juvenile Flame Winged Serpent, there's a good chance its parents are nearby." The thought made Rhett tense. If that were true, it could spell danger for them.

Cautious, Rhett decided to simulate the situation in his mind.

Moments later, Rhett's vision cleared, and he felt relieved. According to the simulation, there was no need to worry. The juvenile's parents had long since perished, and the simulation mentioned that they would find the serpent's nest, where they would discover the remains of two Tier 4 Flame Winged Serpents.

With that knowledge, Rhett confidently watched as Tark prepared for battle.

"Ha!" Tark let out a fierce shout as he unleashed a burst of flame at his sword's tip. Despite being a low-tier combat technique, Flame Slash, when executed skillfully, still packed a punch. His aura expanded over a meter, seemingly blocking the Flame Winged Serpent's escape route.

But the serpent hissed sharply, its dark wings unfurling as it sprang into the air, soaring three meters high.

Tark's expression tightened, and he quickly retreated. He watched the serpent in the air, its wings propelling it into a short glide. As it did, it opened its mouth, spitting a barrage of fiery sparks like a machine gun.

Tark raised his shield to block the onslaught.

Boom, boom, boom!

A series of small explosions erupted against the shield like a string of firecrackers. The impact wasn't strong, but Tark used the force to push himself back further.

Hissing, the Flame Winged Serpent bared its sharp fangs and angled its body mid-air, circling around to strike Tark from behind.

Frowning, Tark noticed the serpent's sudden maneuver. His initial plan to use Phantom Rewind's first layer for a backstab had to be abandoned.

"Watch out for its flame ray!" Rhett called out, concerned.

The warning sparked an idea in Tark's mind. As the serpent darted toward him, he suddenly leaped into the air, seemingly ready to clash with the beast head-on!

His sword thrust forward in a straightforward strike aimed at the serpent's head. The Flame Winged Serpent, seeing the sharp blade coming at it, had a glint of cunning in its eyes. When the two were only three meters apart, twin beams of fire shot from the serpent's eyes, aimed directly at Tark.

The serpent, flicking its tongue excitedly, believed that at such close range, the human had no chance to dodge!

But then Tark smirked, and in the next instant, his figure vanished.

The fiery beams missed, scorching two blackened holes in the ground. The Flame Winged Serpent, still mid-air, looked bewildered. Where had its opponent gone?

From a distance, Ryley's eyes gleamed as he saw Tark reappear behind the serpent, moving like a gust of wind.

In one swift motion, Tark's blade severed the serpent's head.

With a wet squelch, blood sprayed from both halves of the serpent's body. Tark, now back on solid ground, couldn't avoid the spray and ended up drenched in blood.