This sword is very ordinary, like a casual upward movement.

But the sword was so fast, so fast that the eyes could barely keep up, so fast that the flamingo didn't have time to lay its claws on McGonagall's head.

The tip of the sword slashed through the flamingo's neck, straight upwards, cutting a fatal opening.

The flamingo let out a desperate hiss, and then fell straight from McGonagall, blood gurgling out of his throat, lying on the ground and twitching desperately, the flames on his body jumped a few times, completely extinguished, and his black eyes were full of unwilling staring at McGonagall.

"Father, you're amazing! Great! Amy hugged the ugly duckling and clapped her little hands and shouted, the ugly duckling's face was deformed, and she looked up at Amy with a resentful face.

"Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken." McGonagall looked at the flamingo twitching on the ground, and slowly withdrew the sword in her hand, and suddenly a feeling of loneliness rose from the bottom of her heart.

"Big rooster, go ahead, I'll enjoy your meat." Amy crouched down in front of the flamingo with the ugly duckling in her arms, and said with serious relief.

The flamingo who still had a breath glared at Ai Mian, stared at Ai Mian, stared at his feet, and completely swallowed his breath, not even closing his eyes.

"This Nizi ......" McGonagall couldn't help but laugh, and the invincible loneliness that had just risen was all gone.

The sword just now is the first sword in the Shadow Thirteen Style, the upper flirting style, the so-called upper flirting style, is actually not a fixed posture, what is particular is how to practice the simple swordsmanship move of the upper flirt to the extreme.

It is said that it is one formula, but in fact, there are countless formulas in it.

Simple, but irresistible, this is the real killing technique.

This style, McGonagall still likes it, there are many **times**, it's good to kill at once when you want to fight, you come and I go back and forth a hundred and ten moves, it's too tiring to fight, and it's not interesting.

"System, this is the completion of the task, right? Didn't expect me to complete the task so quickly, right? And your survival rate is not accurate at all, is it? At this level, I can easily solve it by myself. McGonagall said a little proudly in her heart, the flamingo has arrived, and the purpose of going out of the city today has been achieved, which can be said to be very smooth.

"The mission progress is 50%, please ask the host to transport the flamingo home to truly complete the task. Please don't take the host lightly, in the wilderness, any carelessness can cost you your life. The system's voice sounded, with a hint of warning.

"System, you're not right! Didn't you say the captives? I've all done it now, and I'm going to drag it all back? McGonagall was a little dissatisfied.

"The mission of capturing the flamingo is to let the host understand the ingredients more deeply, and a chef who only stays in the kitchen is not a good cook, and at the same time, it also makes the host understand that the ingredients are not easy to come by, cherish the ingredients in the kitchen more, and be grateful and respectful to the suppliers of the ingredients...... " The system replied seriously.

"Are you trying to raise the price?" McGonagall interrupted.

"How do you know?" The system was taken aback.

"Can you be a little more obvious?" McGonagall rolled her eyes, she could see through his little abacus and tricks at a glance, but she didn't expect that the system was becoming more and more undisciplined, and in order to raise the price of the food, she actually let him experience the process of obtaining a handful of ingredients in person.

"That's the quest requirement, please complete the quest as soon as possible." The system said and ran away.

McGonagall looked at the dead flamingo on the ground, such a chicken, at least fifty pounds, is not impossible to hold, but it will have to carry Amy's words for a while, which is not easy to hold.

"It seems that it is still necessary to get a mount, although the bicycle is good, but the terrain is too demanding, and most of the time it is not suitable." McGonagall thought to herself a little helplessly, in the era when there was no big road, she still had to follow the rules of the times.

"I don't know where the purple-striped griffin has gone, that's the real convenient mount." McGonagall remembered McGonagall Alex's mount, a griffin who had beaten dragons, and the companion he had grown up with.

Three years earlier, it had also been mortally wounded and had fled on McGonagall's orders, with two griffon knights trailing it away, and its fate unknown.

"Then bring it back, and today's food will be available." McGonagall put away her sword, ready to tie up the flamin.

"It's ...... Already solved? At the bottom of the mountain, Guy stopped, looking in the direction of the mountain with some surprise, he also heard the terrible chirp just now, the flamingo usually only makes this kind of cry when he is dying, and the movement on the mountain is all gone, indicating that the flamingo has been solved.

"It seems that I underestimated that kid, and I dare to take the child out, I still have some ability." Guy shook his head with a smile, relieved, and prepared to turn around and descend the mountain.

"Roar!" At that moment, a deafening roar suddenly came from the mountain, accompanied by a dull footsteps like a drumbeat, as if some giant beast was rushing down from the mountain.

"Copper-skinned boar!" Guy looked back at the mountain with a shocked expression, his face changed for a moment, and he rushed towards the mountain with the javelin in his hand.

The copper-skinned wild boar, a third-level demonic beast, and the flat impact even the fifth-level knights did not dare to resist head-on, if it was rushed down from the mountain, the sixth-level knights were afraid that they would have to dodge in a hurry.

If McGonagall's father and daughter encounter such an extremely aggressive and short-tempered monster, I am afraid that they will not be able to wait for him to arrive.

"Copper-skinned boar? How the hell got out there! ”

"Not good! It's rushing down the mountain, so run quickly! ”

"That father and daughter are completely cold, let's go, let's go, let's go down the mountain, we can't afford to mess with it!"

The mercenaries under the mountain were also shocked, and many weak mercenaries and mercenary groups hurriedly prepared to retreat, and the third-level demonic beasts were not a joke, and they were also somewhat sympathetic to McGonagall's experience.

……

This roar did startle McGonagall, who was about to clean up the flaminzia, and when she looked up, her eyes widened.

On the hillside, a wild boar the size of an elephant galloped in their direction, with a pair of straight fangs half a meter long in front of them, two rows of sharp teeth in the open mouth, and covered with black spike-like pig hair.

The water in the spring pool is trembling slightly, and the weight and speed of this kind are about the same as a heavy truck.

"! system, you wouldn't deliberately make such a wild boar in order to prove that your calculations were correct?!! McGonagall growled inwardly.

"Wow, what a big pig, Father, can we still eat wild boar at night?" Amy also stood up with the ugly duckling in her arms, looking at the wild boar that was rushing straight away, but she was not afraid at all, and asked expectantly.