This incident of sudden fortune that sprung upon humans.
Occurs once or twice within a year, to those upon whom it happens unexpectedly.
Some people interpret it as perhaps a lousy beginning while other people joyfully accept it at that moment.
This hunter was among the latter.
What was happening before his eyes fundamentally required no other speculation or conjecture.
The so-called fate didn't intrigue her, nor did it need to be noted or speculated upon.
Therefore, when confronted with the current condition, he manifested an air of nonchalance, with hardly any thoughts in his head.
The situation mirrored the incident that met him on the surface, without any further questions about it.
Thus, the matter lost its value, and no further thought was given.
Because if the answer, like the circumstance met on the surface, becomes so simple, then why bother with any other worries about an attitude towards the matter?
Nevertheless, the issue certainly demands an outcome.