First of all, I want to say that I made a huge mistake, the first chapter wrote that Bill was blue-haired and blue-haired, and the second chapter was actually fucking forgotten. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info everyone thinks he's a blue hair.

Sam is green-haired, and Bill himself is blue-haired, although this boring person genetically thinks that Sam should be green if his chicks have hair on them - he is still not used to a clump of blue hair in his crotch, how beautiful the black hair used to be, but now even people have impossible blue hair and green hair on their heads, so genetics is still a bird...... "Adjuster?" Game characters? The guy muttered the language of the earth, but Sam didn't notice that the young rookie was all focused on constantly guarding his surroundings, lest a bandit suddenly pop up.

In fact, this kind of thing is unlikely, Sam, who is an archer by profession, his perception ability is outstanding, and the little bandit profession wants to approach quietly, unless he uses the mountains and forests to hide and ambush them before they come - this kind of thing is not something that bandits can do. Bill wasn't too worried, although he didn't have any combat experience, maybe the original owner of this body had a lot of combat experience, but Bill didn't, but he wasn't too worried - if the things he saw weren't hysteria, then the world was probably friendly to people like him, "This kind of attribute and this kind of stunt, ordinary bandits should not be able to beat me..."

According to the information received from the tavern beforehand, the bandits' lair must be in an unnamed valley in the Taft hills, more than twenty kilometers outside the town. And Sam, who became an archer as a hunter, was quite familiar with the mountains and forests here - unlike a homeless man like Bill Clinton. Fisher was born and raised native, and his sister was also an archer, but she left two years ago. The Taft Hills are not very high, the rolling hills stretch for tens of kilometers, and the radius of hundreds of square kilometers is bread-like hills, with gentle slopes and few cliffs, but the trees are also quite dense, providing a large amount of raw material for the town's specialty wood, which is mostly related to logging. The most recent bandits have killed some of the workers who went into the mountains to harvest timber and, most importantly, the merchants, especially the latter.

The number of bandits is also unknown, but according to the loggers who escaped, there were more than 20, and some said that there were more than 10, but the exact number will be known when we get to the place. Approaching the bandit's lair known as the Nameless Valley, Sam, who is lurking in the bushes on the ridge, also finds his target. He pulled Bill, who was just crouching, and quietly pointed in the direction with his finger. On the valley road, about two hundred meters away from them, there were indeed two guys who looked like bandits - wearing vests, with a cloth tied around their heads, and axes in their hands. By the way, Bill Clinton felt that he was dressed like a Jedi, except that he didn't have a cloak on the outside.

Sam seems to be looking at the other party's attributes, and Bill is doing something similar. Bill finally found the small arrow on the other party's head, and at this distance, the arrow was actually about the size of the other party's skull...... "Bandit, professional bandit." HP20, Strength 10, Mana 1, Skill 5, Speed 7, Garrison 7, Magic Defense 2, Physique 10. Seems weak? "Just after seeing this data, Bill's reconnaissance seems to have caught the attention of the other party. The two thieves suddenly moved, pointing their fingers in Bill's direction and shouting loudly. "Oh! It seems that the reconnaissance will attract the attention of the other party? So why is Sam okay? Bill muttered, he wasn't too scared, the straight line was more than two hundred meters away, and it was still on the ridge, and these bandits would definitely not be able to run over for fifteen or twenty minutes. It was also true that six more bandits appeared from the valley, and on the outskirts of the mountain road, about five or six hundred meters away from them, there were also scattered bandits on those mountains.

Bill counted quickly, and with the addition of the six that had just come out, the number of bandits reached seventeen, and there were three bandits in each of the three directions gathered together, plus two on the mountain road, and six had just come out. "Fight or retreat?" Bill asked, "Personally, I think it's better to fight and retreat." He gave his advice. Sam looked nervous, and he immediately agreed with Bill. Bill stood up, looked at the opponent's formation by the advantage of height, and decided to go down first, and intercept the three bandits coming from the southwest - relying on the two of them the nearest eight bandits were blocked by the ridge, and it was estimated that they could only go south along the road of the valley, and climbing the mountain would only be a waste of time.

Speaking of which, this world is not a game after all, there is no such thing as you move one turn and I move one turn. Bill and Sam were moving quickly south along the ridge, while the bandits to the southwest were heading northeast, presumably coming into contact in five minutes. Sam stopped first and began to draw his bow and aim. Bill quickened his pace and pulled out the sword hanging from his waist. "The first time I did it, I was really nervous!" He noticed that his mouth was a little dry, but his palms were sweating a lot, his muscles were tense, and his steps became a little difficult.

Three bandits had already appeared in a triangular formation, shorter but more robust than Bill's, with a double-edged axe in their hands—the first bandit to come on. The bowstring sounded, and an arrow drew a graceful parabola from Bill's head, falling at the first bandit, and with the advantage of the higher terrain, Sam fired a projectile from a distance. The archer class correction is really powerful, Bill looked at the trajectory of the arrow and understood that nine out of nine teenagers on the earth would not be able to shoot such an arrow, and the landing point of this arrow was extremely accurate, and it was very accurate to judge the overlap between the route of the bandit and the landing point of the arrow. Of course, the bandit was also hit by an arrow, but it was probably because of the power of the arrow, the bandit just snorted and then kept his footsteps at all, and pounced directly, and his movements were not deformed. "How weird?" Bill thought about this question, but his hand was not slow at all, and he waved his left hand and half sword to meet it, and at the same time, the straight-edged broadsword in his right hand was also ready to stab out.

The restraint of the weapon still seems to be effective, and the double-edged battle axe wielded by the thief's hands with all his strength moves quite slowly in Bill's eyes, and he uses the long sword in his left hand to directly cut the handle behind the opponent's axe blade, and at the same time, his body turns sideways at an angle, the thief's axe will definitely miss, and at the same time, the ** in his right hand stabs out..... The sluggishness told Bill that the knife in his right hand was right at the target, and subconsciously this guy's left hand slashed sideways after parrying, and the next moment it was the thief who had emptied the axe and screamed, and fell directly to the ground after being half short. Before Bill Clinton could begin to realize and lament that he had killed someone for the first time -- before he could react, a hand-axe flew in front of him.