The flying blood drop -

The slaughtered flesh and blood -

How to say it, cruel to fear ......

"The mercenary group named by my name."

Emile blurted out.

I silently applied Valor Magic to myself.

Seriously, watching this group of gorgeous women cloaked in armor slaying magical beasts can really be intimidating.

"That's mercenaries, that's how they live," Emile patted on my shoulder, "Go hide in your tent if you can't get used to this scene."

She looked over my shoulder and smiled strangely.

"Your pet might not be able to look at it."

I touched my shoulder, and White's body trembled slightly.

"That's not necessary," I received it into the sleeve, "I also have to get used to this scene."

"How about this ......"

Emile stopped talking and watched the battle quietly.

...... This massacre.

The Dark Moon Phantom Wolves struggled and tore and died.

Well, pointless ......

Just simply by the flash of the sword, they would be slashed by two.

So why on earth do they do this ......

"The wolf is a sinister, cunning, and vicious beast."

Poland walked by us and uttered these words.

"They are good at scheming, calculating, and good at putting people to death without them noticing."

"So," she rubbed the head of the beast-eared girl beside her and looked at the most intense part of the battlefield, "This anomaly must be the cause of 'it'."

The so-called "it" is of course the giant wolf that was surrounded by Ciali and the Trinity's mercenaries.

It was also the only enemy that didn't show any signs of defeat.

"Speaking of which, don't you need to fight, instructor?"

I asked curiously.

"That's for sure, an instructor should be an instructor," she squatted down, her eyes staring ahead, "I just need to watch the warriors perform in peace and quiet."

On the giant wolf's side, three mercenaries were surrounding it, while Ciali was trying to attack it.

Her twin swords glowed with a different color, and her magnificent and remarkable sword skills made a white mark on the giant wolf.

But it was just a white mark.

"Ciali doesn't look very strong."

"Not much compared to me," Emile said, straightening up from the ground, "but she is at least called 'Twin Slasher', or 'Two-Headed Dog of Hell '."

"Is it because of that twin ponytail ......"

"It's because she fights with two swords," Poland also began to explain for me, "fighting this Alpha is indeed aggravating to Ciali ......"

"The superiority of magic swordsman is not reflected at all in front of the 99.9% magic resistance."

Emile added.

Magic swordsman, as the name implies, is the occupation using magic attached to itself and weapons with various attributes, through by the sword to release spells and thus improve the power of sword techniques.

Emile actually can also be a magic swordsman, but just do not need it much.

More and more dark moon wolves are coming from the white mist that is not covered by the storm field.

But their end was all predictable, nothing more than a puddle of blood and flesh.

"Speaking of which, if the Alpha is so strong, why are the ordinary Dark Moon Phantom Wolves so weak?"

Poland laughed lightly, "That's not that they're weak, the Dark Moon Phantom Wolves are known as one of the wolf race's top clans, and it's rumored that three or four of them can rival a middle-ranked warrior, while the Dark Moon Phantom Wolves that reach a certain number can even pose a threat to high-ranked warriors."

"But unfortunately, although we only came with a dozen people, but they ......"

She pointed around the battlefield and said each in one word.

"There isn't a – single - one - lower - than - high - rank."

So high level......

I was silent and covered my forehead.

Emile yawned lazily.

"It's been a bit long."

"Understood," Poland patted the dull-looking beast-eared girl's head beside her, "Polly, are you ready?"

"Yes!"

The young girl replied in a cute voice.

"Eh ...... what do you let the little kid do ......"

"Polly is the Ace of our mercenary group."

Polly pinched her cheek.

"...... Could she be able to use very powerful magic?"

I guessed so.

"Pretty much," Poland raised her voice, "Ciali! Here is ready!"

"Understood!"

Ciali quickly drew back with the three mercenaries, incidentally sticking her sword in the path where the giant wolf was hiding.

"Polly, go!"

"Yes!"

The young girl wobbled and drew out a piece of chain, her turned face red with effort.

"Well ...... ha!"

The wolf-tooth hammer attached to the end of the chain was like a crazy demon rushing towards the giant wolf that could not avoid it.

The ear-piercing cracking sound highlights its force that is enough to crack mountains and rocks.

"......"

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