Why are ogres here?!

The knights watched in horror or amazement at the four-meter-tall monster that burst out of the forest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe sudden situation made them stand in place one by one, so shocked that they couldn't even speak.

"What are you still doing standing there, protecting the Earl!" Sir Aaron, who was the first to come to his senses, immediately roared at the people around him, and his heavy two-handed greatsword was raised again: "Spread out the formation, do you want to be eaten by ogres?!"

The knights, who had received the order, withdrew from their positions one after another, moving in small groups of three to five people in a group of three. One of them rushed directly to Lu Wen, who was still lying on the ground, and couldn't help but put him up and retreated without hurrying.

The knights of the guard, who are worthy of Duke Friede, cooperate tacitly and react quickly, even in a panic, they can still stay calm and obey orders, which is not comparable to some thugs at all.

The roaring ogre wasn't fast, but it was just an illusion of vision—four meters tall, every step was at least a person's distance, and the shaking ground was pounding on everyone's heart.

Sir Aaron, dressed in heavy armor, raised the sword in his hand, standing alone in front of the ogre, his palms covered with sweat, breathing steadily, keeping himself as calm as possible.

It is impossible for anyone to suddenly see a four-meter-tall behemoth that can knock down trees and throw horses like pebbles.

"Relax, it's just an ogre. ”

"What are you doing here, go back and protect the Earl!" Sir Aaron guessed who it was, "It's not now to die, wait until we decide the winner!"

"I just think you might need a little help, I'm a wizard after all. The black-haired wizard didn't forget to salute Aaron: "It's better to leave this monster to the professionals." ”

"Yes. Aaron agreed without hesitation: "Do you have any plans?"

He was not a stubborn fool, nor was he a madman obsessed with personal honor, and being able to become the captain of Luwen's guard proved that he was more sensible than other knights in addition to his loyalty, and knew how to judge the situation better.

"I'm going to get the big man's attention, and you take the opportunity to move behind it. Looking at the ogre that was getting closer and closer, Loren calculated the distance between the two sides and arranged: "Directly below it is a blind spot, absolutely invisible." ”

"I know it sounds dangerous, but if you cut off its leg joints, the big man won't be able to get up from the ground - the ogre lying on the ground is a fat pig to be slaughtered!"

The plan sounded very feasible, but Aaron was still uneasy: "If I don't get its attention, you should have a better chance of success!"

"I'd have taken a few minutes to explain why, but we're running out of time. Loren chuckled and raised the three fingers of his right hand: "Get ready, three, two, one!"

"Boom!"

The ogre's feet fell from the sky, leaving a huge pit in the clearing along with the roar. It's only half a step away from being able to trample two people into a meatloaf.

Loren, who dodged in time, snapped his fingers without hesitation after confirming that Sir Aaron was still alive, and the "Firefly Charm" flying from the palm of his hand exploded dazzling fireworks in front of the ogre.

The ogre, pierced by the bright light, let out a painful wail, but quickly regained sight and roared angrily at Loren, his huge figure almost completely blocking him underneath.

Sure enough...... Loren, who was a little regretful, easily dodged the ogre's waving arm. Because it's daytime, the effect of the firefly spell has also decreased a lot, and the effect is obvious in a dark place.

All he could do now was to attract the big man's attention as much as possible - even if the thick fat was injured, it would not help, and the only ignition agent and a few low-level spells at hand would not do much damage at all.

Even the Bright Silver is far from long enough to pierce the ogre's skin, and if it doesn't hit joints and fatal locations, it's better than nothing.

Rolling aesthetically unappetizing, dodging the ogre's trampling, Loren's mind suddenly thought of a guy named Asriel, who was still a young vampire, but ......

No, no, no, this guy wouldn't agree, and Loren immediately put the idea behind him - if Asriel was exposed, he would definitely be doomed.

The stupid ogre didn't understand why Loren hid in the woods, moving slowly, knocking down the trees in front of him one after another, his heavy steps hindered by the trunks beneath his feet, which didn't seem to have any effect on it.

"yes, that's it, go on... Come after me, chase me......"

The corners of his mouth were hooked, and Loren controlled the distance between himself and the ogre step by step, making sure that there were trees between himself and it as a cover, and at the same time allowing himself to be in its sight at all times.

Sir Aaron, who was lying in ambush behind the ogre, had understood his tactics - not just because the trees could cover him, but because he could slow the monster down and give himself a chance.

This wizard is really calm and terrifying!

Aaron even began to believe that he had indeed defeated a vampire. With eerie magic and a mind calm enough to deal with such an unexpected situation, nothing seems impossible.

Maybe it wasn't a mistake for Count Leven to believe him?

As he fell into deep thought, the increasingly impatient ogre roared, and stood in place in a rage, waving his arms like flies, and pounding at every spot where Loren had ever landed.

The black-haired wizard who soared up and down, tumbling and dodging, like a nimble flea, dodged lightly in front of the ogre—he seemed relaxed and casual, but he had reached the most dangerous moment.

As long as there is a mistake in prediction, if there is an accident, Loren will be smashed into a pile of pieces by this monster!

Great, here's your chance!

Sir Aaron, who was approaching from behind, finally approached the ogre's back, his right foot was pushed back, his hands were holding the great sword flat, and the cold blade of the sword brought a whistling sound that broke through the air, and unhindered a huge wound in the back of the ogre's right knee!

The screaming ogre fell to the ground, and after a loud bang, its massive body sank almost completely into the ground. Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the strong wind blew down the surrounding tree trunks.

"Loren Turin—!"

Loren, who had risen from the ground in a bit of a staggered manner, heard the roar of Sir Aaron in his ears. Holding back a somewhat dizzy consciousness, he jumped onto the ogre's neck, drew his sword and stabbed it in the back of the head!

If that didn't kill it, there was no other way - but luck seemed to be on Loren's side this time, and the ogre lying on the ground didn't get back up.

Loren, who took a slight breath, jumped off the ogre. Sir Aaron, who was sprayed with pus and blood on the side, was still resting in place, and there was some disbelief in his eyes.

"We ...... Kill this monster?"

"It should be like this—if nothing else. Loren, who was in a relaxed mood, still had a smile on his face: "We must quickly inform the Count and the other knights, get the horses back as soon as possible, and then leave from here!"

"Why, isn't this monster already ......" Sir Aaron, who was just about to ask, immediately understood what Loren meant, and frowned: "You mean more than one?!"

"The ogre is a monster that actually lives in groups. Loren laughed and uttered a creepy fact: "If we can meet one here, it means that there are at least a dozen others like it around." ”

Dozen?!

"You have to leave as soon as possible, and you can't delay for a moment. Loren didn't seem to see the other party's surprised face at all: "Before we arrived at the Deep Forest Castle, we weren't safe!"