A bolt of lightning pierced the calm, dark waters of the subterranean lake, and the sounds of battle echoed through the cavern.

A broad, powerful palm with four fingertip claws grabbed me, and I flickered and struck with a fierce attack, slashing at the joints of the opponent's outstretched greenish-gray arm, slashing off half of the pimple-covered half of the forearm. Despite only +1 enchantment enhancement, the magic longsword is still much better than a normal longsword.

The water troll didn't seem to feel anything about having its arm cut off, and instead tried to get out of the way of it and rush back into the water.

Water trolls are an aquatic subspecies of trolls with a stronger "regeneration" ability than the ogre wizard who made me a windfall, allowing them to pick up immediately or grow back in a matter of minutes, even if they lose a limb or part of their body. Its weakness is that it is clumsier than in the water when it is on land, it moves slowly, and it has to submerge most of its body in water to regenerate.

It was hard to lure them to the shore, how could they easily get back into the water.

I attacked the water troll after it, but it ignored it as if it didn't feel pain, and kept walking. Seeing that the water troll was about to return to the water, I changed my strategy and slashed at one of its legs. Under the continuous slashing to me, its left leg was ravaged and finally disconnected.

The fallen water troll scrambled sideways on the ground, grabbing my calf with its remaining hand, trying to pull me down. But my sword was already in its throat first.

"Damn, don't let go yet!" The dead water troll's claws still clung to my calves, but luckily the cuirass, though only medium-sized armor, covered no less protection than the average heavy armor, and the Mithril shin armor on the legs protected my calves well from the water troll's sharp claws.

I used my sword to pry open the water troll's claws, and behind it there were dark elves with torches who came to burn its wounds with fire, although it was an aquatic creature, the water troll's skin was as easy to catch fire as a dry match, and it was only just a precaution in case the flames were used to stop its regeneration, but the corpse immediately began to burn and curled into a ball with a crackling sound.

At this moment, a muffled snort came from the other side. Turning his head, one of the dark elves who was hindering the return of another water troll to the water was knocked away by a claw, and fell into the lake with a splash.

Stupid, actually standing up to the water trolls head-on. You must know that these aquatic monsters, which are almost three meters tall, are powerful and agile no worse than ordinary dark elves, but they are clumsy and slow on land. The best way to contain and weaken them is to use guerrilla methods.

However, the water troll was still a few steps away from returning to the water, despite the lightning and magic missiles coming from behind and another team member holding it back. The team member who was knocked away was forced to try to block it head-on.

I hurried forward, leaping over a small puddle in front of me.

Wow! I didn't expect to jump so high and so far...... As I fell, the water troll's long, slender nose and wide, ugly green face that drooped down to my chin kept magnifying in front of me......

In a hurry, I unleashed a fierce attack in mid-air, and the +1 sword was deeply embedded in that ugly face. Then I ran into a water troll.

The violent impact sent me down with the water troll, and I rolled on the ground and jumped to my feet, just as I was about to watch out for the water troll's attack, only to find that the sword was out of my hand......

On closer inspection, the sword was embedded in the face of a motionless water troll lying on the ground.

After retrieving the sword, the practice patrol members who were doing auxiliary work rushed over to burn the corpse. He said to me enviously: "Big brother, you were so handsome just now, it seems that you can do light work!" How did you do that? Do you have to be as good as you to be on a regular patrol? ”

Of course, I wouldn't tell him that he couldn't control his head because he was wearing a jumping ring. A few vague responses were answered.

Well, now that I'm a level 5 warrior, I haven't been able to learn any specialties by moving up to level 5, but I have a new option when choosing patrol missions. I can join patrols that carry out more dangerous tasks, which are called official patrols. This time, the mission is to clear out the water trolls that appeared at the eastern end of Demon Blade City.

Modong Lake is both the city's main reservoir and a source of fish and meat. In addition, the island of Lothmon in the center of Lake Modong is a ranch of Losmonmons grazed by slaves. The water trolls that appear here are naturally considered dangerous and must be removed immediately.

Water trolls are creatures with low intelligence and appetite as their first consideration, and when lured by the slightest lure, they are led into an ambush circle on the shore. However, after being attacked, the water trolls who find themselves on shore have lost their ability to regenerate are bent on getting back into the water. With a patrol team of 12 dark elf members, it is not easy to encircle and destroy 6 water trolls who are bent on escaping back into the water in a short period of time. Fortunately, there is a rookie patrol team here to do "patrol practice" to assist, and at this time, the rookie patrol members are not just NPCs, more than half of them are players.

After chatting with the rookies (in fact, I was just one step ahead of them to get out of the ranks of rookies), I learned that many of the students who entered the Demon Blade Academy with me at that time are now coming out, but they are doing "patrol practice" like I used to, and no one else can enter the official patrol team. Moreover, according to them, no one in the Fighting Martial Arts Tower after me has won the highest glory of the 10th consecutive championship in the melee competition, and as the record holder of the Fighting Martial Arts Tower and the first person to join the patrol, I am quite famous in the Demon Blade Academy, and I am also a celebrity.

When I inevitably became a little proud, the rookies changed their words, complained that they couldn't get any oil and water from the "patrol practice", envied my equipment, and asked me about the tricks to make money. It turns out that this is what I used to do for this......

Since others have also contributed to the sycophancy, I have to reciprocate a little. Tell them I killed the ogre wizard owner who was a part-time robber and ransacked his shop to make a fortune? Definitely not. We were lucky enough to get a fluke that time, if it weren't for my ability to see through low-level illusions, and to see through the ogre wizard's stealth, so I could have killed it while he was unprepared, and it would have been only five of us who would have died. If these rookies learn to rob stores, they will definitely die, and when the time comes, they will only be angry with me, blaming me for killing them.

Anyway, they don't recognize my +1 Mithril cuirass and jumping ring, even my +1 longsword, they haven't taken it over for valuation, and it's not an ordinary weapon. It's just that the breastplate and ring themselves won't be starting gear. I thought about it, so I'd better tell them about selling goblins.

"I made some money from goblins......"

"What, goblins are all poor bastards, how can they make money from them, if you don't want to tell us, forget it!" A rookie interrupted me and sneered: "What a melee competition for ten consecutive championships, it turns out to be a liar!" ”

Damn, it's a favor to tell you, it's a truth not to tell you! I wanted to tell you a trick, but I didn't finish listening to it and called me a liar! Dead rookie! I changed my mind.

"Who's going to walk around with their whole worth of money?" I asked, "Goblins don't have any money because they hide everything of value in their dens...... and that's not a lie, as mentioned in the Monster Illustrated Book, many monsters put valuable things in their nests, and the same goes for goblins. However, the "patrol practice" is only limited to the periphery of the edge of Demon Blade City, how can any goblins dare to live near the Dark Elf City. The goblins they can run into are only escaped slaves or lost and broken in, so let these dead rookies work for nothing!