"It's the foolish Earl...... What is he going to do?"

"Is he going to surrender to the Engrus? Bastard, we've killed so many brothers for him......"

"Probably not...... His father died at the hands of the combined forces of Engru and Spaya......"

"Why not? Do you think those nobles really have any bullshit noble qualities? It's that the Lion King has paid ransom to those hillbillies in the Southern Continent. ”

“.......”

When Charles came on horseback from near and far, the cavalry squad hidden in the woods suddenly said everything in a hurry.

Only Byrne and Gerson did not speak, Byrne's eyes were always fixed on the tattered red flag, and after a long time, he slowly spit out a few words: "Hunter Knight's Banner ......"

Gerson silently walked to Bourne's side and said with some uncertainty: "After the death of the Marquis of Lorraine, will there be a hunter knight in the Chevalier family?"

"I don't know, but I think he's trying to prove something to us......." Bourne shook his head, a bitter smile that was complicated.

“.......”

As soon as Charles appeared, the six-foot-long white wolf noticed, and there was a blood-red glow in its long, narrow dark blue eyes, revealing a rather humane and cunning look.

The white wolf arched itself and took a deep breath, then stretched out violently, its head raised in the air, and let out a series of continuous howls that changed tones.

"Whoa..... Whew...... Woo┗|'O′|┛嗷~~"

"Well, this is the main target, and I seem to be the most important person!"

Charles had also long been concerned about this obviously abnormal white wolf, it looked very arrogant when it walked around the grass in front of Bourne and the others, but it was very vigilant, and immediately after leaving the canyon, it stayed away from the woods, and kept a distance of more than eight hundred meters.

"Eight hundred meters, if you can shoot...... The name of the genius Count Bayonne will be re-established in the kingdom of Florens......" Charles said silently in his heart.

Charles is a nobleman, and if he makes a small achievement, he is entitled to make a big deal about his achievements.

A commoner who works hard at the bottom does something beyond ordinary people, it's just shit luck, but if it is replaced by a nobleman, it can only be described as a genius, and the status determines the magnification coefficient between real strength and touted strength.

Of course, hitting a mutated pet at a distance of 800 meters is a very slim requirement even for a wilderness hunter of the seventh rank of the hunter system, and the former Charles Chevalier is only a "wind hunter" of the ninth rank of the hunter system, and the difficulty can almost be described as wishful thinking.

Charles had just reawakened his magical vision, and with it, his basic memories and descriptions of the Wind Hunter.

Wind hunters have limited perception of the mysteries of the spiritual world, have a deep understanding of "wind", and can use the wind to shoot at ultra-long distances. Moreover, the figure is agile, the action is like the wind, the endurance is long, the danger has an unusually keen perception, can avoid most of the wild traps, eyesight and archery skills have been greatly improved, and can have a pet that establishes a spiritual contract............ And so on and so forth.

In short, after Charles became a Wind Hunter, he has an insurmountable level separation from ordinary humans, especially in the wild, and has very strong combat effectiveness.

But........ When the Wind Hunter encounters a mutated pet in the wild, it does not necessarily have an absolute advantage, especially if it is a mutant pet of a higher rank than the hunter.

Because mutant pets also have a high degree of spiritual fitness, most mutant pets have sharper perception than humans, more agile actions than humans, and more durable endurance than humans.

Now, judging from the size of this white wolf, it should be at least one level, or even two ranks, higher than Charles. If it's an eighth-rank pet, it's fine, if it's a seventh-rank pet....... Hehehe!

A mutated white wolf of the seventh rank launched a madness, not to mention being hunted by a wind hunter, it was not too difficult for it to kill the wind hunter.

Charles stopped when he was eight hundred meters away from the white wolf, and waited quietly.

A gentle breeze brushed Charles's cheeks, allowing him to feel the direction of the wind, and the weeds in the field undulating like waves, making him seem to see the path of the wind.

"Alas...... Time is too short, but my perception is still a little simpler. ”

The Wind Hunter, a hunter who can blend in with the wind, the Charr quietly experiences the mysteries of the wind and feels his own shortcomings.

The white giant wolf took a few steps back, and looked at Charles eight hundred meters away with some confusion, as well as the quaint longbow in his hand. In its perception, 800 meters is a very safe distance. It is not without enemies that can inflict damage on it from a distance of 800 meters, but it has never been encountered in its life.

The white wolf did not think that the humanoid creature in the distance was that powerful transcendent, it did not perceive any danger, and the owner of the "pet" who often fed his own "pet" with his own essence and blood did not give any warning in advance.

A fat knight, a white wolf, and a group of restless cavalrymen stalemate in a triangle until five minutes later, the last rays of twilight on the horizon disappeared, and night fell quietly.

Charles suddenly moved, and the "Bow of Moon Shadow" that he had been carrying with one hand suddenly raised, and with the strength of both hands, he instantly pulled a bow full like the moon.

A full moon suddenly appeared on the green grass, emitting a hazy and faint light.

"He drove the Bow of the Moon Shadow....... How many ranks is he? ...... Is it a Revenant......" Gerson couldn't believe his eyes.

"No, he's a genius......." Bourne corrected in a low voice.

The full moon in the meadow grew larger and larger, and the hazy light became clearer and brighter, and the sight alarmed everyone in the cavalry squad, as well as the six-foot-long white wolf.

The wolf's eyes began to blur, his blood began to boil, and there was an irrepressible natural urge in his body to drive him to raise his head and howl.

Just like every full moon night, looking up at the moon, howling and howling.

The full moon suddenly shattered, turning into thousands of broken lights and shadows, and scattered into the silent field, this sudden change of scene finally frightened the white wolf, its eyes widened in horror, and then a faint moonlight shadow was reflected in its dark blue eyes.

An imperceptible faint light and shadow quietly crossed the distance of eight hundred meters, and instantly arrived in front of the white giant wolf.

"Whew....."

The white wolf sensed the mortal danger, but because of the moonlight, its reaction was obviously slow for a long time, and it only had time to let out a half-howl before the moonlight shadow pierced its throat.

Unlike Gesen's magic spear, the power of the Moon Shadow Bow was not domineering enough, and the white giant wolf did not explode into pieces of flesh like the falcon in front of it after being hit, and even blood did not flow much, but the mutated pet weighing hundreds of pounds fell to the ground in an instant, and its six-foot-long body lost any vitality.

"Poof..... Poof....."

In the small canyon in the distance, a knight in red armor suddenly covered his chest, spit out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale.

"Teacher, what's wrong with ......you? Are you alright?"

A young man who was following the knight saw the red-armored knight spurting blood continuously, and he looked nervous, but was forced back by the knight's stern eyes.

"There are six enemies on the left side of the canyon exit, you rush out with the strong bas, stop them, the enemy in front of you....... Leave it to me!"

The hussar detachment immediately moved, adjusted the spacing of the formation, and prepared for a charge.

"I hope you have what I want...... If not...... Hehehe!"

The red-armored knight wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and laughed weirdly, his eyes as if they had turned red from the smell of blood.