In the early morning air, there was a smell of damp earth.

The sun shines obliquely on the majestic waters of New Lake Victoria, casting a golden glow on the undulating waves.

In the grass on the shore, there was a golden lion, lazily lying on a slightly raised dirt slope.

The mane on its head and neck is tangled together, and it is very depressed.

"Isn't it awake yet?"

"Shh

Morgan booed Zerela's question.

But in fact, Juan and Morgan both knew in their hearts that this was the result of the anesthetic that had just failed.

"We're going to go downwind so that its sensitive nose can't smell our body odor."

Morgan whispered, speaking as if it were true.

Juan, on the other hand, was skeptical that the golden lion had a sense of smell now, but that couldn't be said.

So the three of them hunched over their waist-length weeds around the road.

Juan glanced back, and he saw that Moze was standing on the roof of the RV out of range of his rifle, looking at it with a telescope.

Originally, Mosi asked to hunt with them, but according to her, in case of any situation, it would be easier to give first aid.

But with last night's misfire, and learning that Mosi's new stand-in puppet has not yet been ready, Juan decisively refuses Mosi's proposal.

And he demanded that Mosi stay out of range of the rifle.

Juan's over-the-top caution was exchanged for Mosi's wink.

But why did the subtle curvature of her lips seem to be filled with happiness?

Juan stopped thinking about the question, and they had reached the downwind of the Golden Lion.

"Quietly go forward, don't shoot a gun."

Under Morgan's guidance, the three of them bent their waists to the point where they could no longer bend, bent their legs, and moved forward slowly.

The golden lion didn't seem to find the three figures in camouflage uniforms in the green meadow.

It shook its head, in agony like a drunk man waking up the next day.

After reaching a distance of twenty meters, Morgan motioned for Zeret to pull the gun.

The bullet was loaded, all it needed was for Zerella to take aim and pull the trigger.

Juan and Morgan, who were on either side of Zerella, were also prepared that Zerella would not kill the golden lion with one shot.

Morgan rested the handle of his gun on his shoulder, his gaze on the back of the golden lion's head through the lookout and the crosshairs.

As long as Morgan pulls the trigger, the golden lion with his back to them doesn't need to worry about headaches anymore.

Juan, however, knew that Morgan wouldn't shoot, just in case.

Juan himself tucked the handle of his gun under his arm, flat, and did not aim at all.

But his gaze was fixed on the golden lion's back.

There is a spine there, and if it is broken, the lower half of the golden lion will be paralyzed, but it will not die for a while, just so that it is convenient for Zerela to replenish the gun.

"Boom"

Zerela's muzzle erupted with fire.

The golden lion jerked its head down a little as if it was dozing.

It was a shot in the back of the head.

Juan shouted: "Beautiful! ”

Morgan yelled, "Be careful! It's not dead! ”

The golden lion, who was lame on his right hind leg, exerted his strength on three legs and stood up.

A white bullet mark could be seen on its raised head.

Isn't it, the bullet just grazing the scalp?

But just like that, no matter how you look at it, it's a hit!

Juan, who thought so in his heart, didn't stop his hand, he pulled the trigger.

"Boom"

The golden lion who was turning around had a short back, as if it had been hit by a heavy object.

It also has an extra white scratch on its back, as obvious as the barber's careless mistake.

But there was no blood.

"It's a fortified species! This is the Golden Lion of the Defense-Boosting Species! ”

The bone conduction walkie-talkie attached to the base of the ear came with a warning of ink.

Damn it!

Why didn't the Fenrir mercenary group report this information!

Why didn't Thorin report this information either!

Why is such an important situation not even figured out in advance!

Juan looked at the horrible wound on the golden lion's right hind leg in exasperation.

Who would have thought that a golden lion with a fortified defense would have such a terrifying wound on his body?

It was this scabbed wound that made everyone mistakenly think that this was an ordinary golden lion.

Including Juan himself, who previously thought so.

It is estimated that the young golden lion who defeated this old lion and bit out this wound is a physical attack enhancement species.

But now that you know this, it doesn't matter anymore.

Importantly, what to do?!

There is no possibility of interrupting, postponing or changing targets for Zerella's coming-of-age ceremony.

Succeed or fail, once you start, there's no other choice!

And she's already shot.

"Punch it in the eye!" Morgan roared, he didn't shoot.

Zerella pulled the lever and loaded it, aimed at the golden lion already facing her, and pulled the trigger.

"Boom"

The bullet struck the bridge of the golden lion's nose in both eyes, leaving a white mark on it.

The bullets that bounced out also cut off several of the opponent's eyelashes.

However, there was not a trace of blood left on the face of the city wall.

The golden lion seemed startled, and it closed its eyes.

"Boom"

Juan, who was following Zeree to pull out the gun, shot the golden lion in the eyelid.

Then, the bullet was ejected.

It's not scientific!

Before Juan could finish his sigh, he saw that the experienced old lion opened his eyes and glanced at them, and quickly closed them.

It's so fast that you don't have time to make up for a shot.

Then, it opened its mouth, and a golden glow appeared in its mouth.

"Get out of the way, it's going to squirt!"

Juan shouted, lunging to the side.

A golden light grazed the soles of his feet.

Juan turned his head to glance.

A hundred-meter-long scorch mark was burned on the verdant grass, and a large crater was blown out of the dirt at the top.

Before Juan could get up, the golden lion's mouth began to brew energy rays again.

"Punch it in the mouth!"

Hearing Morgan's shout, Juan didn't think about it, and raised his hand to shoot it.

"Boom"

Zerella also fired at the same time.

However, the two bullets were vaporized in the air by the energy rays of the golden lion.

Then the ray grazed Morgan's right side.

Juan watched as Morgan's Winchester shotgun, along with half of his right arm, vanished in the golden light.

"Ah~! Leave me alone! Hit it! ”

Morgan rolled on the ground in pain.

"Daddy!!"

Frodo's exclamation and the roar of the RV's crystal engine came through the headphones.

And Mosi's scream: "Hold on!" I'm here to save you! ”

Juan saw the golden lion quickly open and close his eyelids again.

It turned its head to the speeding floating RV.

No!

Juan broke out in a cold sweat.

The RV is not military equipment and has no defense at all.

It can't stop the golden lion energy spew!

"Your opponent is me!!"

Juan roared, lunging at an alarming speed.

He thrust the barrel of the gun into the golden lion's nostrils.

"Whew~"

The intense sourness interrupted the convergence of energy in the golden lion's mouth.

It wailed, shook its head violently, and threw Juan out as he tried to pull the trigger.

But the shotgun was still firmly stuck in its nostrils.

The golden lion stretched out its paws and tried to pull out the "cotton swab" that had penetrated deep into the nasal cavity.

But its claws aren't good for this action.

It sneezed repeatedly, shook its head, and scratched white marks on its face with its claws, but it could not relieve the sourness of its nose.

Finally, it stopped tossing and opened its eyes, trying to see what was making it so uncomfortable.

At the same time, under the encouraging gaze of Juan and Morgan, Zerela, who was standing in front of the golden lion waiting for her opportunity, aimed at the lion's eyes and pulled the trigger.

"Boom"