In the face of the sharp blade that was about to slash his head in half, Black Hawk behaved very steadily. Diaphragm

Swing left and right with the dragon stick, and easily knock the blade away.

However, at the same time, a shadow-like figure silently fell from the canopy behind him.

In her hand, she held a razor-sharp dagger with no reflective treatment, the tip of which was pointed directly at the back of Black Hawk's neck.

The two spinning blades before were just sheep attacks that attracted the attention of the target, and the dagger in his hand was the real killer move of the attacker.

Unfortunately, the raid from the shadows fell through.

As if he had eyes growing in the back of his head, Black Eagle suddenly slid forward and took a big leap, dodging the fatal blow.

The attacker landed silently like a nimble leopard, her legs bent, converting the kinetic energy of the fall into thrust and pounced on the Black Eagle without pause. Diaphragm

Piercing the dragon stick and waving it.

The assailant writhed twice as if he were boneless, and then slipped through the shadows of the stick, but a palm-long dagger slashed at the Black Hawk's throat again.

With a twist of the Black Hawk's wrist, the tail of the dragon's stick stretched out abruptly, and he picked out the dagger.

The attacker's right hand with the dagger was released, and while the dagger fell, he crouched down and slid forward, his left hand just caught the falling dagger, and stabbed Black Hawk in the back of the waist with his backhand.

Everything that happened in less than ten seconds made Gordon and Pork Chop stunned.

The attacker was wearing swift dragon armor, but the martial arts he showed were obviously different from those of hunters, and one move was purely a killing move aimed at "people".

Coupled with this iconic outfit, Gordon also roughly guessed the identity of the attacker who suddenly joined the fight. Diaphragm

- Guild Night.

Gordon was hesitating to come up and help, and there had been several more rounds of fighting.

"It's endless."

Black Hawk seemed impatient, and he snorted, and the speed of his dance suddenly increased, and after picking off the attacker's dagger again, he raised his knee to push it away, followed by another kick that kicked the attacker away.

These two blows hurt the attacker so badly that she rolled to the ground and couldn't get up for a while.

Gordon, armed with a broadsword and a knife, stared warily at Black Hawk.

If the latter intends to continue the pursuit, he will immediately go up and stop him. Diaphragm

Black Hawk didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to attack them, and after glancing regretfully at the dragon's corpse, he swung his dragon wand to the ground.

Under the impetus of the internal organs, he pierced a piece of the dragon stick, and with this thrust, he flew up to the crown of a large tree beside him, and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest in a leap.

The sudden departure of the Black Hawk left Gordon in a momentary confusion.

What just happened? What did I do? What should I do now?

Catch up?

Forget it, looking at the nimble leaping posture of the black eagle between the branches, it is obvious that he can't catch up.

This guy who is suspected of being a "guild night" is agile and is estimated to be able to catch up. Diaphragm

But this guy was hit with a knee in the face and a kick in the lower abdomen, and with the strength of the Black Hawk, it was a matter of course to kick the bones and break the internal organs.

At this time, she was writhing painfully on the ground like a caterpillar, and her consciousness was not very clear.

Gordon has the heart to help, but in this case, rushing to approach may cause misunderstanding and counterattack from the other party.

So I could only let the pork chop sprinkle two handfuls of emergency life dust far away, which was a meaning and an attitude.

It took a few minutes for the man to get up from the ground.

Her features were twisted together, obviously in pain, but the cold light in her gaze as she looked at Gordon was still inorganic.

"You... cough ha...... "Diaphragm."

She was about to say something when a mouthful of blood spurted out of her throat.

"Uh, are you alright?"

Before Gordon's words fell, the other party couldn't steady his pace, and fell to the ground again, without movement.

Gordon: "......"

Pork Chop leaned over, probed the man's snort, and then looked at Gordon, "I've fainted, what should I do?" ”

"You can't lose it, you'll take it away from the beast."

Gordon scratched the back of his neck in annoyance, "No matter who she is or what her purpose is, it's always a fact that she helped us out." Diaphragm

Fill her with two bottles of healing medicine, and then we'll take her back to camp first and wait for her to wake up. ”

"This dragon slayer didn't peel the meow?"

Gordon took a deep look in the direction of Black Hawk's departure, "Don't strip it, we don't have a demand for dragon slaying materials, more is better than less." ”

“...... Good meow. ”

Pork Chop nodded his little head, "How is Gordon going to take her meow and carry it on her back?" Hold a meow? ”

Gordon shook his head decisively, "No, I'm afraid that she will wake up halfway through and suddenly stab me with a dagger." ”

“...... So what to do with meow? "Ahh

"Carry your feet and neck, and drag them back."

"Meow?"

......

She gradually regained consciousness, but the training she had endured since childhood allowed her to stop the instinctive reaction to open her eyes first.

Breathing calmly, he pretended to be still unconscious, and quietly confirmed his surroundings and his current situation with senses other than vision.

I'm lying on a bed.

The bed slats were stiff, the sheets weren't too soft, but they were strong, and they smelled of animal skin tents. Diaphragm

Beds in the hunter's camp?

Secretly changed the arrangement of the center of gravity of the lower body, and through the touch of the corresponding parts, he felt the situation of the weapons on his body.

Behind the elbows, behind the waist, and at the upper and lower legs, the dagger capitals are still there.

There were no weapons collected, no ropes were restrained, and the preliminary judgment was that the other side was not hostile.

Hiss, it hurts.

There is pain in the back of the head, lower back, and buttocks, and although it is not to the extent of serious injury, it is inevitable that there will be multiple bruises.

Was he beaten with a sack when he was unconscious? Diaphragm

Well? Something jumped on the bed.

Hairy, crawled to the side of his head.

"It's all Gordon Meow! If you had gotten her back instead of dragging her all the way back, she would have woken up by now! ”

Meow? Elu?

"Can I be blamed for this?"

Young male voices, between the ages of twenty and thirty.

The little paw pulled up his eyelids, and the flesh pads were soft. Diaphragm

She knew that she couldn't pretend anymore, and Tong Kong reflected that it was not so easy to pretend.

A woman lying flat on the bed sat up "once".

"Meow!" The pork chop was taken aback.

She stared at Gordon, the pale yellow hole still cold without any emotion.

It's just that the dry nosebleed on half of Hu's face is a bit funny, and the knee kick he received before was really hard enough......

"Uh, uh, you're awake." Gordon realized that the guy was just pretending to be asleep.

The woman in the dragon costume didn't reply, just stared at Gordon quietly, and the whole person didn't even breathe heavily, looking like a statue. Diaphragm

If it weren't for the nosebleeds on his face, it would be a bit of a headache... Attention, her appearance is really crazy.

The pork chop jumped in front of her, stretched out his paw and pressed down on her abdomen, "And obvious pain." ”

The woman's brow is slightly furrowed.

She trusts Elu more than a strange hunter.

Unlike humans who have complex emotions and are good at disguise, if Elu is hostile, she will behave very obviously.

She nodded slightly, then shook her head again.

The pork chop was confused, and could only try to guess what the other party meant, "It still hurts, but it's not too serious?" "Ahh

The woman did not respond, and seemed to acquiesce.

"That shouldn't be a big problem, the internal organs are not broken, and the recovery medicine is used, and the meow is relieved."

I took a closer look at the state of my body.

As the Ailu in front of him said, there is no major problem, although the bruises and bruises all over the body will have a certain impact on the battle, but it is not a big problem.

Faced with this guy who couldn't let out a loud fart for half a day, Gordon decided to take the initiative.

"You're, Guild Night?"

ps. Guild Night does not appear in the game, but it does appear in the official and in the background of some equipment in the canon set (Swift Dragon Set).

Personally, I feel that this department is quite interesting, and it is a little involved