Whining.

The cold wind was howling.

Ronald's eyes narrowed sharply, and he concentrated all his attention on the enemy's movements. The slight voice gradually became clear in his mind.

Soon, no more than ten meters at most.

He tightened his grip on the weapon, which was already starting to glow blue.

Now is the time!

With his left hand on the ground, he stooped sharply and flew towards the source of the footsteps. As he leaped forward, he swung forward with his right hand, and the long sword he held behind him brought out a half-moon in mid-air, slashing at the sneak attackers lurking in the shadows.

The male tiger didn't expect that his lurking was actually discovered by his opponent, and he wanted to dodge, but he didn't succeed. The half-moon that Ronald drew brought a bloody wound out of its chest.

Roar!

It roared angrily, opening its mouth to bite the black-haired youth hard. Ronald stepped backwards and narrowly avoided its counterattack. Before he could stand still, he felt a gust of wind on his right.

Sure enough, you are indispensable.

He stretched out his left hand and unleashed the magic.

The tigress that jumped up noticed that an ice mirror suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of her, but at this moment it could no longer contain its momentum.

Syllable!

The tigress's head hit the ice mirror hard, and her body immediately curled up. Ronald took the opportunity to take a step forward and stabbed his sword downward. A bloody arrow soared, and the tigress in the middle of the neck artery opened its mouth and whimpered, and then twitched on the ground, and the hay was suddenly dyed bright red. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a fishy cold wind drifted over.

Not good!

Knowing that something was wrong, Ronald quickly lowered his head and fell to the ground. Although he escaped the bite of the male tiger, he could not avoid the claws that followed. Snort, Ronald's chain shoulder was slashed by the strong force, and five paw prints instantly appeared on his back.

There was a rush of heat in his back. He rolled to his side in pain, and then pushed his sword up.

The male tiger pounced again fiercely, pressing down on Ronald's long sword, and it opened its mouth wide to try to bite Ronald's neck beneath him. Ronald clenched his teeth and kept exerting force in his hands. He held his sword in both hands and pushed it up, but the tiger was too heavy, and the wound on his back kept tugging at the tendons in his shoulder, making it impossible for him to use all his strength.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

The tiger's eyes lit up with ferocity, eager to bite through the murderer of his partner, and it spewed a foul breath, saliva dripping onto Ronald's face. Ronald's neck showed a bruise, and he felt his hands start to go numb.

What should I do? If I can't think of a way, it's over!

Seeing the yellowed fangs approaching his eyes, Ronald couldn't help but panic. In desperation, he jerked his head and slammed into the tiger's head.

Bang!

His head blackened with pain, and the male tiger leaned back in pain.

Ronald took advantage of the situation to exert his strength again, lifted the claws that were pressing on him a little, and then rolled sideways. Before he could get up, the male tiger pounced in a rage. Ronald found that he simply didn't have time to get up, he could only continue to roll. In this way, rolling, plopping, rolling, pounce, back and forth several times, Ronald was never able to get up. At this time, he inadvertently glanced at the corpse of the tigress next to him, and Ronald suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Hope it works!

He shifted slightly, and with another roll, he rolled straight to the tigress's carcass.

Really.

When the male tiger saw Ronald lying with the corpse of the female tiger, he roared angrily and did not continue to pursue. Seizing this opportunity, Ronald quickly jumped to his feet.

The male tiger roared again.

Ronald turned a deaf ear, he just pursed his lips and twisted his shoulder blades. Hiss, the pain hit him and he couldn't help but grin.

While!

The attack of the male tiger taking advantage of the situation was steadily blocked by him. Without the pressure from the tigress, Ronald is naturally confident. Staring at the bloody wound on the male tiger's chest, he aimed there again, and launched a dash first. The blue from above cut out a half-moon in the dim sky.

In the face of this fierce offensive, the male tiger could only jump aside.

"Die!"

A horizontal slash struck at his opponent, and Ronald, who had the advantage, his eyes began to burn.

The offense and defense were exchanged, and this time the male tiger was embarrassed, and it didn't expect that the enemy would launch such a crazy attack. It didn't plan to hit it hard, so it had to keep jumping around to avoid the crazy slashes of its opponents. Gradually, the male tiger finally sensed that something was wrong. But at this moment, it had been forced under the rock by Ronald against the cliff, and there was no place to jump.

Dead end on three sides, enemy on front.

The inevitable saber-toothed tiger roared angrily, its hind legs tense, ready to exert its strength and fight the enemy to the death.

At this time, Ronald's eyes shone with excitement.

Hit the trick, damn it!

Although he was very excited, he didn't dare to be careless. One man and one tiger began to confront each other again. The blue color of Ronald's longsword became more and more intense, and the saber-toothed tiger's body fell lower and lower.

The cold wind finally stopped howling.

That's when Ronald realized that he was burning all over. His body trembled with excitement from the rising battle spirit, and his eyes were once again filled with the desire to fight.

The sense of oppression that Ronald exuded made the saber-toothed tiger a little unbearable, and it roared and attacked first.

Well done!

Ronald clenched his weapon in both hands and aimed it at the rushing saber-toothed tiger. Just as the tiger's claws were about to get closer, Ronald suddenly bent his knees and slid forward on his knees. The weapon in his hand was perpendicular to the ground, sliding all the way to the saber-toothed tiger, and he stretched out his hand to stab the saber-toothed tiger under the abdomen!

The saber-toothed tiger only saw that the opponent's size was suddenly shortened by half a section, and then felt a chill in his abdomen.

Bang la blah.

Hot blood mixed with internal organs, drenching Ronald through. Glancing at the male tiger who was still struggling and twitching, his burning eyes began to return to normal.

He stepped forward and silently mended his sword. Walking briskly under the boulder, he retrieved his package and retrieved the bottle of powder that Bruno had given him when he was leaving. Taking off the stinky bloody clothes, he first shook vigorously according to what Bruno said, shook the powder inside, then opened the lid, and sprinkled the powder on his back.

Hiss.

The strange coolness of the wound on his back made him take a deep breath comfortably. Placing the bottle in the package, he flipped through it again, replacing the sewn coat with it.

There's one last set of new clothes, and it looks like we'll have to get less injured in the future, and ......

He smiled bitterly at the iron sword with a dozen or so small openings.

If I had known, I should have brought the steel sword of the church and used it...... Bruno, that guy, said he wouldn't let me take anything with him, saying it was for my own good. In this forest, no one can see the use of the standard weapons of the Church. Besides, we Falkens don't believe in the church. Forget it, let's get some stamina back first. ’

"That's right!"

He suddenly muttered to himself, and then ran briskly to the saber-toothed tiger's corpse, turning its body upside down. He looked at the corpse's head, then searched through the fur on his chest, but he was a little disappointed.

Not on the forehead, not on the chest, it seems that the magic crystal is not so good......

Looking at the corpse and thinking about it, he began to use unskilled methods to painstakingly peel off a large piece of colorful tiger skin. Then he pressed the tiger skin with a stone and placed it on a boulder with the intention of drying it.

By the time this was done, it was already dark.

He cowered under the boulder, endured the biting cold wind, and couldn't help muttering, "It's so dark that you can't even see the moon." ”

All night, he was half-asleep. The memory of the hall flashed through his mind again, but soon all thoughts were banished by drowsy sleep.

As soon as the belly of the fish rose white, Ronald walked out from under the boulder. He climbed up the boulder, took the tiger skin off, and pinched it, feeling a little dry. He didn't care so much, and immediately found a needle and thread to sew the tiger skin on the torn part of the clothes. After sewing, he tried it on his body, and it felt very fluffy and comfortable.

Hey.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he was proud to have come up with this way to protect himself from the cold. After moving his body, he stripped the fur of the other saber-toothed tiger and dried it on the boulder.

Continue to stay here today, observe the neighborhood, and set off tomorrow.

That's what he was going to do.

With the clear water, he chewed the dried meat into his stomach with difficulty, and when he had finished eating, he took his sword and patrolled around the neighborhood. When he saw no danger, he found a mountain spring and filled the water bladder. After taking off his clothes and sprinkling some medicinal powder on himself, Ronald began to practice swordsmanship and magic skills in earnest, and once he practiced, he practiced for a whole day. At night's rest, he wiped the hot sweat from his forehead with satisfaction, and he took the tiger skin and sewed it onto another garment.

Whew.

A fierce wind struck, blurring his eyes into a line, and his clothes blew with the sound of hunting. And the black hair on his forehead was blown back and rhythmic wildly, and even walking became a little difficult.

Picking up the burden that had been blown by the wind, he hurried to the bottom of the boulder and carefully stuffed it.

As he rested against the rocks, he seemed to understand why Bruno said it was a good place to practice--- it was too windy and bitterly cold. Ronald looked at the sky above him and saw that it was still pitch black. The clouds above the valley seemed to never move, just insisting on occupying that position.

I don't know if my body will be able to fully adapt if I stay here for a month? But it's okay this way, at least I won't lose my mind unconsciously.

With this in mind, he took a nap.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw patches of hoarfrost on his clothes, and Ronald couldn't help but shiver. He quickly stood up, slapped the hoarfrost away, and then touched his back, feeling as if the wounds were scarred.

That guy's powder really works!

Call.

The hot air from the nostrils melts away the hoarfrost next to the fluff around the mouth. With the burden on his back, Ronald looked firmly into the depths of the valley while whispering to himself, "It's off." ”