The attacker was a tiger man wearing a black cloak, and even though it was covered by the cloak, it could still see the muscular lines in its silhouette.

If Gerald is a player, he can tell from the name of the 'Ancient Empire Fierce Tiger Warrior' on the opponent's head, which is different from the other Mountain Tiger people, that it is actually a boss!

But even if he is not a player, Gerald is well aware of the strength of the other party, and understands that he is probably not the opponent of this tiger man.

After all, the aesthetic of Mane's suit of armor was strange, but Gerald was impressed by its own fighting ability and sturdiness, which was quite guaranteed - as the hyena men who were hammered into a mosaic along the way can attest.

However, the terrifying Manny didn't even have a symbolic resistance, he was directly killed by the other party, and the armor was directly torn off by the enemy, even if the fracture was a neck that should be relatively fragile, but you can also see how strong the enemy is.

But even so, Gerald rushed forward without hesitation.

He couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart, why he was so reckless in the face of such a formidable enemy: it could be the guilt of not being able to protect the person he was defending, or the anger of witnessing his friend's death after seeing Manie as a friend, or even the hysteria caused by the sheer fear of overdoing it.

Whether it is the courage to face difficulties without cowardice in the face of strong enemies, or the recklessness of disregarding safety in a momentary enthusiasm, at least his actions have improved the perception of many players about him, and he is no longer just a simple impression of 'a yellow neutral unit mixed in with the player group'.

Of course, anger does not bring about an increase in strength, and Gerald can only be regarded as an impotent rage, his sword blade was easily blocked by the opponent, and was declared by the craftsmen of Lancaster's blacksmith shop, "Made of high-quality jade steel, only one can be produced in three hundred years, we are not the forging stone of the sword, but the porter of nature" It cost Gerald 13,000 miles of his sword, which was broken into two pieces by the opponent's backhand.

Looking at the fierce appearance of the tiger man in front of him, Gerald suddenly felt that he must be finished.

Just as the casserole-sized fist of the Ancient Imperial Tiger Warrior was about to smash into Gerald, a tome with a metal outer skin tied to chains flew over from the mere moment, flexibly wrapped around Gerald, and pulled him backwards to avoid the mighty punch of the Ancient Empire Fierce Tiger Warrior.

Just when Gerald thought he had escaped death, the Ancient Empire's fierce tiger warrior suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a crimson ray-shaped breath.

It should be some kind of spell-like ability, and the power of the breath is needless to say, but it is also quite fast, and it will blast Gerald to smithereens in an instant.

At this moment, a figure fell from the sky.

Gerald recognized the young man in front of him, dressed as a mage, named Edward, who was one of the leaders of the self-proclaimed 'Player' believers, along with Mani.

The other party stood in front of Gerald, danced the joy of fire in his hand, activated an effect similar to a spell shield, and forcibly took the breath of the fierce tiger of the ancient empire.

"Thank you, thank you......"

Gerald, who had never died, came to his senses, and scrambled to break free from the chains, and at the same time thanked the man who had saved his life, only to find that the person who had danced the book as a meteor hammer was actually an eleven or twelve-year-old girl who looked quiet.

"No thanks, Uncle Mani told us that if something happens to him (and he doesn't have time to come back to life), we should take good care of you."

The mage boy named Edward said loudly.

Gerald fell to his knees and stared at the other in disbelief, his face full of disbelief.

He ...... Did you say anything like that? ”

Obviously, he was Mr. Mane's bodyguard, and until the end, he didn't fulfill the responsibility of a guard, and watched the other party being killed by the savages, but even so, Mr. Mane specially told his friend to take good care of himself before he died.

There are so many believers like him, he doesn't have any special care to protect, but himself......

A different kind of emotion rippled in Gerald's heart, and with it was the deep guilt and remorse for failing to protect the other party.

Thinking that he had doubted Mr. Mane's intentions, he felt that the other party just wanted to make himself his meat shield and play a role in protecting him on the cruel battlefield. The guilt in Gerald's heart deepened.

Now that you think about it, although Mr. Mane did let himself protect him, as soon as he entered the battlefield, Mr. Mane always took the lead, even if it was some of the hyena people he had defeated, he would help him with the final blow, it seeming that he would not get blood on his hands......

What kind of spirit is this!

Since the age of five, Gerald has not cried anymore, and he knows that tears and crying have no effect on the rigorous training every day, and will only make the instructor more demanding.

Although he was a little older, he also understood that the reason why his parents let the instructors in the family train him so strictly was also for his own good, after all, their family was in a sense completely a companion of the Lancaster City Lord's line.

Worthless clansmen have no meaning to exist. That's why he's been working so hard.

Gerald, who had been like that since he was a child, never felt anything wrong, and it was only at this moment that he realized that he was crying unconsciously.

Edward saw Gerald kneeling and crying, and suddenly felt that the other party might have misunderstood what he said.

After all, everyone else is a player, and it's not a big deal if they die, but who hasn't died two or three times?

Gerald was the only one who was a heretic, and when he died, he really died, and the resurrection techniques of the priests were ineffective against the heathen.

In addition, Gerald has the special status of a Lancaster nobleman, if he really dies in this kind of place, he can't explain to the Lancaster City Lord's group, and if he doesn't do it, he will have to cause a diplomatic accident, so the treatment will naturally be more special.

It's just that he didn't expect the other party to understand by himself, kneeling on the ground and covering his face and crying, looking extremely remorseful, and feeling that he was disqualified in the world, which made Edward feel a little weak.

Just as Edward was about to explain the misunderstanding and make the other party not so sad, the fierce tiger warriors of the Ancient Empire, who had been cut off twice by them, had already roared angrily and rushed over.

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Chapter 260: Self-Strategy