In the afternoon in the dense forest of Metabe, the miserable howl of the mushroom pig and the scream of the girl came and went.

The two people who were "watching" looked at each other.

Hayata, who had no experience in "slaughtering something", was never able to find the key point of the mushroom pig, and it was difficult to give the poor pig a good time, and the scene became very bloody for a while.......

"Ah, why don't I give her a hand?"

Gordon even felt unbearable, both for the mushroom pig and for Hayata.

"No, it's going to be." Amos tugged at the corners of his mouth, his expression subtle, and it was hard to tell if he was frowning or laughing.

The pork chop on the side even covered his face with his small paws.

After about ten minutes of "desperate struggle", the poor mushroom pig finally died in front of Khayata.

Blood-splattered Hayatta was holding a hunter's knife, panting, and his eyes seemed to have lost their highlights.

Patting the girl on the shoulder sympathetically, Gordon stepped forward and began to strip the body.

Soon, several large pieces of raw meat with the best flesh quality were cut off by him.

As for the mushroom pork rind, which would turn into a delicious delicacy as long as it was handled well, he completely gave it up - it was all a fishing net.

"Alright, let's get out of here first." Seeing that the stripping was over, Amos beckoned to the two. "Let's leave the territory of the Odd Noodles Clan, find a quiet and safe place to rest, and barbecue."

"Okay!" Gordon licked his lips and looked impatient.

Hayatta also followed, supported by the pork chops.

The discomfort caused by the first killing made her nauseous for a while, and she couldn't swallow anything in front of her, but she was still quite curious about the process of roasting.

The weather was very hot, and in order to ensure the freshness of the mushroom pork as much as possible, Gordon's steps became hurried and fast.

Gradually, Hayatta felt that she was about to be unable to keep up with that guy again, but she refused to take the initiative to ask to slow down, so she had to grit her teeth and follow closely with exhaustion.

This time, Amos didn't stop Gordon either.

Although his face was as usual, he already had some bad premonitions in his heart.

When Hayatta killed the pig just now, the movement was terrifying, and there was a lot of blood, and the smell of blood was strong, so it stands to reason that it would attract some speed dragons, and predators such as dog dragons were.

Even if you're lucky, you won't even see a few flies without these monsters around, right?

The hunters weaved through the woods, and soon they left the territory of the Strange-Faced Clan, but Amos's face became more and more gloomy.

The dense forest in the afternoon was so quiet that even the small movement of shin armor stepping on fallen leaves and dead branches became harsh, and the chirping of insects, birds, and even the sound of the wind disappeared.

"Gordon!"

Amos, who was accompanying Hayatta, suddenly let out a low cry as he reached out and grabbed the girl's wrist, and his steps began to quicken.

Gordon, who was in charge of opening the way ahead, finally noticed something strange in the forest, and his eyes swept left and right, and his expression became cautious.

Pulling Hayata, Amos caught up with Gordon, who was walking at the front, in a few steps.

The middle-aged hunter held the hilt of his sword with his palm, and his face was calm, "You and the pork chop took Hayata, I came to open the way, and they caught up." ”

"Odd Face?"

"And the King of the Odd-Faced Clan."

"Really?!" Gordon couldn't help but glance at Amos, who had already overtaken him, "We were so lucky, we really bumped into each other?" ”

"Well, without the leadership of the King of the Odd-Faced Clan, ordinary Strange-Face Clan would not take the initiative to chase after a squad of multiple hunters.

"Tsk."

Gordon smacked his lips, lamenting his good fortune, and at the same time, instead of Amos, grabbed Hayata's forearm.

Without their help, Hayata, who wasn't even a beginner, would not have been able to keep up with their pace of speeding up again.

"Meow!"

The pork chop, which was running at full speed on all fours, suddenly screamed and gave an early warning.

In the next second, two Odd-Faced Clans leaped out of the shade in front of them with a strange scream, and pounced on the hunters in a fierce and death-defying manner, just to intercept them.

Amos, who was at the front of the team, didn't even slow down his pace, and the white ape was instantly unsheathed, and when his arms waved, a snowy arc flashed.

Robes slashed!

The two odd-faced people who stood in the way lost all their life in mid-air, turning into two corpses wrapped in hoarfrost and rolling to the ground.

"Quack!"

"Boom!"

"Quack!"

Suddenly, the noisy and chaotic shouts of the Strange-faced Clan rang out from the shadows of the dense forest in all directions, and Gordon, who was running with all his might, couldn't help but tighten his palm to grasp Hayata's wrist.

The number of Strangeface Clans hiding around them has exceeded ten, and possibly even more than twenty.

He'd never been attacked by a Strangeface Race on such a scale!

Another shadow flashed out of the shadow of the tree, and Gordon, who had been paying attention to his surroundings, immediately realized that the target of the strange face was the girl behind him.

"Pork chop, protect her!"

Gordon let out a snort and threw Hayatta forward, and he turned and swung his blaster in front of the strange-faced.

He didn't think that his hastily swung sword could kill his opponent, but at least he could force the opponent back and cover the rookie in the team to evacuate.

However, to his surprise.

The creature, who seemed to be a little bigger than the rest of the Odd-Faced Clan, didn't dodge his own attack, but instead brandished a scepter made of an unknown beast's leg bone and met his great sword.

This little monster who barely has his own waist height actually wants to fight with himself?

Gordon snorted softly, his muscular arms adding a little more force.

Let you taste the slashing of people with weapons!

"Bang!"

With the sound of metal like a drumstick striking a gong, Gordon felt an almost unstoppable force run down the hilt of his sword back into his arms.

A man-heavy steel blade was shaken high by the impact, and Gordon's eyes widened in disbelief.

He actually lost in the power he was proud of? Or lose to a Strange Face?

The young hunter whose weapon was bounced open was exposed, and the top-heavy Strangeface with his strange headdress was unusually swift.

The seemingly rough and inconspicuous bone scepter turned in the direction and slammed into his chest.

Shocking the knife, the combo hit in an instant, Gordon's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was very sure that if he was hit by this blow, he would definitely not be able to block it with the defensive performance of the refined ore suit on his body.

Will be seriously injured, and maybe even die!

Just as Gordon was on the verge of despair, an ice-blue alien blade stabbed from the side, deflecting as it held the bone scepter, deflecting the inconspicuous but terrifying blow.

"Amos senior!" Gordon, who had picked up a life, shouted in surprise.

"It's the king of the Odd-Faced Clan, step aside."

Forcing his opponent back against his robe, Amos stared at the strange-faced clan who could easily suppress Gordon, not daring to let his guard down.

Gordon also stopped talking nonsense.

The breakthrough has failed, and the next thing is a hard-fought battle, and since Amos is facing the king of the Strange-Faced Clan, it is up to him to solve the task of the other Strange-Faced Clans.

Looking up at the Odd-Faced Clan who surrounded Hayatta and the Pork Chop, Gordon flapped his Bursting Knife and rushed straight up.