Lan En first carefully used the fan sniffing method to roll out a trace of mist and sniff.

He had to make sure if the magical mist itself was poisonous or otherwise harmful.

If the biocomputer in his brain that he picked up from his journey to the Void Sea had extra computing power, then he could even determine the effect of the mist on him by even touching it with his finger.

It's a pity that the computing power of brain cells is now misappropriated.

So a brain from the high-tech world is limited to that.

There was a slight spiciness, but it was quickly adapted to the body of the demon hunter.

Lan En nodded slightly, this poison could burn out an ordinary person's lungs in five minutes.

However, it will only cause discomfort to the body of the demon hunter, but it will not cause harm in half an hour.

Does not affect the battle.

Thin cowhide boots cautiously stepped into the mist.

With a "poof", Lan En groped his way forward step by step, and also pulled out the steel sword behind him.

Wooden handle, iron grey steel cross handguard and sword shaft.

A Valen longsword, as one would have with the image of the province, synonymous with cheap and inferior quality.

There is no restraining effect of the Silver Sword, but there is no "invalid" for physical monsters.

As far as Lan knows, this demon hunt came from a nearby village elder.

According to him, this valley is home to a delicious fungus that grows only here in patches.

This is the only thing in the village that can be sold at a high price in the hands of the merchants of Goth Willen, the capital of Willen.

But a year ago, the fog suddenly appeared, and the people who went to pick the mushrooms were gone.

Now, their village doesn't even have a single piece of iron farming implement.

Because there is no money.

After the arrival of the Demon Hunter and his apprentice, the village gathered the last bit of money, Fifty-Three Oron.

Used to hire these two evil and filthy "mutants" to clear the "valley of evil mist".

At that time, when the village elder threw the advance money to the two men, he looked disgusted and frightened, as if he had to come into contact with two lepers.

This also reminds Lan En's modern head that even if he gets rid of his "teacher", his current situation is definitely not good.

But there are priorities, and future difficulties can be talked about later.

The dangers of the moment must be confronted now.

Lan En's amber cat's eyes, slightly tingling in the poisonous mist.

But he didn't blink his eyelids to moisten his eyeballs.

The enhanced senses brought about by the Demon Hunter's mutation began to be mobilized.

This kind of human body enhancement that relies on germs, potions, magic and other means can greatly increase and change the original senses of human beings.

Enables demon hunters to fulfill their mission when they were designed by mages to hunt monsters alone.

Thin cowhide boots scraped the weeds on the ground, making a "brushing" sound as thin as a mosquito.

"There's no heavy breathing here, not even the monster's strong heartbeat...... It was quiet. ”

The only sound of Len's ears was the footsteps of himself and Boldon behind him.

Among them, Pordon's footsteps and heartbeat were lighter than his own.

It was hard to imagine the footsteps of a muscular giant man approaching 1.9 meters in a heavy composite armor.

Terrifying physical control and basic qualities.

Lan En can even imagine in his mind the exaggerated scene in the movie of picking up an adult's neck with one hand and then grasping the broken cervical vertebra with his hands.

Your own demon hunter "master" can really do it!

And just as Lan En was groping his way forward, his sense of touch and hearing noticed some abnormal movement together.

The vertical pupil of the cat's eye is focused on the change.

"Under the ground...... Fluttering? It's tunneling! ”

Dirt and rock are being excavated, and something is moving beneath the soil!

- This is not a fog demon!

Without thinking about it, Lan En suddenly arched his spine like a frightened cat, and straightened up in a very short time.

Jumped a meter away like a spring.

With a "bang", a hideous humanoid claw emerged from under the ground!

Immediately after, the monster's entire body emerged from under the soil.

The humanoid form, but somewhat short, similar to that of a dwarf, can reach the belly position of a normal human.

The gray skin is unobstructed, the blood-stained mouth grins fiercely, and the layers of excess skin on the neck are piled together, and the neck is not visible at all, slippery and disgusting.

Lan En's palm holding the sword relaxed and then tensed, repeatedly confirming his feel.

This is an evil ghost, and it is a scavenging creature like a fog demon, and its single combat power is weaker than that of the fog demon, but it is a little different.

- They're completely social creatures!

There is a saying on this continent, "If monsters are really lame, swarms make them happy".

"Woohoo!"

Countless cries began to come from the mist.

Lan En's heart sank, his "master" actually misjudged the type of monster in order to save trouble!

The slightly narrowed eyes looked back, and the giant man who was shadowed in the thick fog did not mean to step forward immediately.

Lane knew what he was thinking.

Although it is unlikely that the fog demon and the evil ghost will live together, since there are "tools" in front of them...... Why not check it out?

Insurance and caution are never too much.

The majestic figure watched coldly from the confrontation between the monster and the demon hunter in front of him.

It should be said that it is a blessing in misfortune, and Len has never completely entrusted his net worth and life to Pordon's preparation.

"Seventeen evil ghosts, can only be ...... with quinn and swordsmanship"

Cat's eyes glanced around, and Lan En thought in his heart.

Quinn and swordsmanship are the courses that account for the majority of the class schedule arranged by his "teacher".

Seventeen evil ghosts are already the number of monsters that can slaughter a village in the sparsely populated Willen.

In the village of Wilen, counting the old and weak, and women, most of them numbered no more than twenty or thirty people.

And in the face of an enemy of this magnitude, a young man who has experienced the Demon Hunter mutation for only one month, and has only been able to hold a sword and learn the Fa Seal for three weeks.

His face was still like ice.

"Well, hold on!"

In three weeks, a nutritious human being, even if he mechanically chops wood with an axe, and masters the correct and labor-saving exercise method, he must work hard for a week!

This is only the pursuit of the correct way of movement, not the guarantee of the accuracy of the split.

And swordsmanship, which involves actual combat factors such as sports posture, terrain differences, and body differences, it is normal to spend one or two years just training in basic skills to pass.

And now, a young man who has only held a sword for three weeks, he is sensible and sober about his own abilities.

That's not just "holding up"...... He can still "act like" under this premise!

Lan En completed the assessment of the strength of the enemy and the enemy, and the monsters lost their last composure in the face of the fresh flesh sent to the door.

I can't tell which evil ghost made the first move, anyway...... The battle began.

~~~~~~

The four soldiers dressed in Temorian armor were getting closer and closer to the valley filled with magical mist.

They spit, laugh and curse, and tell vulgar jokes about the lower half of their bodies.

But in the eyes and faces of the four people, there was a coldness in the smiles.

It belongs to the military, with indifference to human life and combat.

Among the four were a crossbowmen, an archer, a halberd, and a sword and shield soldier.

The Sword and Shield Soldier is the leader of this law enforcement team.

The shield on his back was still new, with Temeria's white lily emblem on a blue background.

The crossbowmen had just told a joke about the prostitute and the werewolf, and the laughter of the crowd continued for a few moments before stopping.

And after laughing, he turned his face to his captain.

"I said Captain......" he said with a slight hesitation on his face. We're not going to ...... Not in the hands of that mutant freak......"

Without waiting for the captain to respond, the halberd soldier took a sip.

"I said, aren't you scared? We've got four great players here! I'm sure you'll be able to shoot the freak straight into his flesh with arrows as soon as he shows up, without any effort from me and the captain. You're holding a crossbow! A good crossbow! Who can dodge a crossbow arrow? ”

The halberd soldier shook his head and looked relaxed.

"But......" The crossbowman's mind still wandered. I've heard that people say that those freaks can do magic! ”

As soon as the word "magic" appeared, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and even the most relaxed halberd soldiers shivered.

It's like it's got something dirty.

And this is when the captain should speak up.

"Don't worry." The captain raised one of the pendants in his hand.

It was a stone carved in the shape of a turtle.

"Lord Viselard has already explained, I brought the turtle stone. The dirty magic that can't see the light can't come close to us. ”

The soldiers knew it, and the common people also said that the turtle stone could restrain magic.

How could this be wrong?

So the group relaxed again, and even the crossbowman smiled.

Soon, they followed the path between the woodlands and came to the valley as well.