Grove rarely traveled in company before, and since his mother's death, he has been wandering aimlessly on the Hanhai Prairie.

"Hmph, only weak little wolves need to survive in groups, and powerful giant bears can survive well on their own. "When I'm lonely, Grove always says this to himself.

Sometimes, he would go to the community of lakes known as 'Tresse' and jump into any pool of clear water. When he had had enough of playing, he would catch some fatty lake fish to fill his stomach and trade the excess harvest and the halflings from nearby villages for some sweet honey.

Grove is very fond of honey. As a child, he lived with his mother on the grasslands, and when she found a hive in the ground or in a tree, she would encourage him to take bear form and look for honey in the hive. At that time, his transformed fur was not dense or tough, and he was often stung by a swarm of bees, while his mother would laugh and dig up honey herself to soothe his wounded heart.

Sometimes, Grove would follow some shoe prints or claw marks on the Hanhai Prairie, constantly tracking the owners of these traces, secretly observing what they were doing. If their actions are harming this beautiful prairie, Grove will kill them all without mercy.

He had slain so many creatures that most of the battles would be over in just a few breaths. Grove will catch the bandits off guard with a sudden acceleration charge, and then use a series of flutters and claw strikes to finish them all.

However, some of the human riders in metal armor can be more difficult to deal with, and they work closely together and excel in martial arts, not only with their sharp swords that can hurt Grove's thick fur, but also with the fine armor on their bodies to block his swift claw strikes. That's when the hand axe at his waist comes in, a powerful axe that can split the riders in two, and every time that happens, Grove feels a bloodthirsty urge that is hard to suppress.

Occasionally, he would travel to the werewolf colony known as Greytail, where he would help the beasts haul rocks, carry trees, and do what he could in exchange for more elaborate food. Although Greytail has revealed on more than one occasion that he wants to take him in as a companion, Grove does not want to live with the werewolves with the pointed gray tails for long periods of time.

Those beasts are werewolves, and he is a bear man. The beasts usually act in their normal human form, but he spends most of his time in this upright half-human form.

Groff remembers his mother's dying teachings not to turn back into human form in front of other creatures, and that if his physiognomy is seen by others, there is a good chance that it will bring him terrible disasters.

As for the reason, Grove does not know and does not want to know. He was accustomed to obeying his mother's orders, even if he was stung all over his head by the hateful swarm every time, but the next time his mother said a word, he would still rush to the hive without hesitation.

"Grove, why is your last name 'Blunt Claw'?" the young mage in the group asked him, "Could it be that this strange surname was passed down from your father's generation?"

"No, I don't know who my father is. Grove replied lightly, "This surname was given by my mother, and she wanted me to be a kind person, 'the touch of a blunt claw doesn't hurt,' that's what my mother used to say to me." ”

I've hurt a lot of people, mother, but it's to protect more innocents, Grove thought to himself. I don't like fighting, but reality forces me to go to such extremes often.

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This is a strong team of Travelers, and aside from the young mage, the others are also very good at fighting.

Grove thinks that the human with the tattoo on his forehead like the 'Visnat' is the most terrifying, and the aura on that guy's body is quite strange, so that Grove, who has a keen sense and has a 'beast intuition', actually has a trace of fear inexplicably, which is a feeling that the bear man who has experienced countless battles has never felt before, and he estimates that it should be difficult for him to defeat this human one-on-one.

The bodyguard named 'Red Crab' and the team's guide 'Jean' can also tell that they are not mediocre hands, and the killing aura on the bodyguard is quite heavy, and for Gro Blunt-Claw, who has 'beast instincts', this kind of aura carried by killing a lot of people is the easiest to judge.

Gene's daily movements and care for his horses are very similar to those of the human cavalry Grove had encountered before, which is why our Bearman Wanderers are eyeing this group.

As for the merchant named 'Eliel'......

"I was also a good sword wielder when I was younger, and I was not a merchant at the time, but a fairly qualified adventurer. "It seems to me that cutting with a sword is not much different from harvesting a crop with a sickle, and the key is three words—quick, accurate, and ruthless!"

There is some truth to this statement, and Grove nodded in agreement.

"What's the name of that ancient book?" the young mage asked curiously, "Are there any other requirements before practicing this kind of swordsmanship?"

"The book doesn't have a cover, so I don't know its name. Ariel replied, "As for the other requirements?" the merchant frowned in confusion, "I'm sorry, I didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. What kind of requirements are you referring to?"

"No, nothing. The mage waved his hand to show that he didn't care.

The merchant skimmed over the question and continued to boast, "I once dealt with two gnoll robbers and nine goblin robbers alone, and I killed all the gnolls and five goblins, and scared the other goblins into fleeing as if they were dead. ”

"Of course, I'm not unharmed. He raised his sleeve late to show everyone a scar on his right arm, "I had countless scars all over my body, large and small, but the most serious one was on my arm. The tendons were cut off by a ferocious gnoll in that battle, and although they recovered for the most part, they could no longer exert too much force, and there was no way to fight with a sword as before. He said with a sad face.

Through daily conversations, Grosslov Blunt Paw has come to know the humans as they prepare to travel to the elven sanctuary of 'Lothlin Lorraine', but for different purposes. Grove was ready to escort the men to the Elven Sanctuary before quietly leaving.

As long as they reach the elven area, even if these people want to do some bad things, it is completely impossible. His mother had taken him on several visits to the sacred forest before, so Grove trusted the elves' prowess.

On the fourth day of our bear-man adventurers' entry into the party, the journey that had been relatively smooth finally took some twists and turns.

They found the corpses of several centaurs by a crooked river, and around these corpses, there were many fallen plant-shaped monsters.

"These humanoid plants are blighters?" said the human, Barritt, sword wary.

"Yes. Grof transformed back into his half-human form from the giant bear and slowly walked towards the centaur corpses, "These monsters are very dangerous, they will corrupt the land, infect plants, and eventually kill all the species that live in the Hanhai Prairie, all!"

The corpses had shrunken a little as the blighted monsters had drained their blood, but one of them still looked familiar to Grove.

The bear man crouched down and straightened the head of the corpse in front of him. This is Sejon, a scout leader of the Centaur tribe, whom Grove recognizes at a glance.

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