Pordon's trust in Rann stems from the fact that his performance is too "bear school".

Iceberg-like ruthlessness, this is the impression that Lan En showed to his teacher the moment the witcher's mutation was completed.

Most of the demon hunters of the Bear School are emotionally weak, although because of this, they will draw their swords and kill people without saying a word, and they will not have the slightest psychological burden.

But it is also because of this that they are not even hateful.

They only care about money, but also their own physiological needs.

Taken together, these two things show that they only care about their "life maintenance".

Bolton has kept Lann safe and fed, and is teaching him the skills of demon hunters.

Although the process is unpleasant and even cruel, it is true.

In Pordon's opinion, Lanne's thinking should be very similar to his, so there is no need to hate himself.

But there was a problem that Bolton never thought about.

- If Rann had ...... from the beginning Just keep your feelings?

If his witcher mutates...... Actually, it's perfect?!

The cheap blade hissed in the air.

Not only did Bolton's pupils shrink suddenly, but even his hair collapsed directly at this moment!

No matter how cheap or cheap a Willen sword is, as long as it is a sharp piece of iron, it has the ability to kill!

The timing of Lanne's throw was so critical that Bolton even thought it was a coincidence.

With what he knew about his apprentice, the young man's combat experience shouldn't have been able to seize this moment!

The muscles of his whole body were adjusted to rush forward.

It was a moment ago, in preparation for the forcible killing of the sword and shield soldiers.

But now, stiff and tense muscles lose their ability to adapt.

Even if it doesn't take half a second to switch between relaxation and tension, it actually takes half a second to separate life and death in a sword fight.

It was necessary to charge forward, and it was a planned action by his body muscles. Unless he wants to fall, he can't change it.

Emotionless thinking helped a lot at this point.

The big man who stood like an upright brown bear, like a wall crashing into the sword and shield soldiers.

But in the process, Bolton shook his shoulders as if he were dancing.

The scabbard that was fastened to the shoulder swayed.

With a "snap", the Willen long sword hit the scabbard of the silver sword that dealt with the monster under the extremely tense nervous perception of Porton!

Fly straight away.

If it is pierced in an empty scabbard, it is estimated that it will be directly penetrated.

At the same time as he threw his sword, Lane immediately activated his body and rushed towards Boldon. Seeing this, his brows furrowed slightly.

A demon hunter who doesn't know how long he has lived and how many monsters he has hunted...... Even though he had tried his best to overestimate Pordon's strength before he started, Rann still had to admit that his teacher was very good.

But...... The results don't change because of this!

The firmness in the young man's eyes was like a rock.

"He is the only one who is wanted, and there is no contradiction between us."

With a word, Lan En woke up the halberd soldier who was in a daze between the rabbit and the falcon.

Seeing the change in the tide of battle and the strength of the sturdy demon hunter, he had no choice at this time.

With his halberd in hand, he followed behind Lan En.

A strong enemy is the guarantor of an alliance.

Lan's throw was not to be underestimated, though he was still hungry and weak even now, even though he had just dragged seventeen evil demons around in a large circle.

But it was a longsword thrown by a witcher.

The charge-like figure of the Bolton Giant Bear was directly knocked into a stumbling one.

But the experience and skill of a seasoned witcher are terrifyingly powerful.

Bolton didn't fall because of the sudden impact of his center of gravity. Instead, he held his sword in both hands and raised his arms sharply.

He even gave up his torso defense completely and raised the delicate Bear School steel sword above his head!

With a forward center of gravity, the power pressed on the blade along with the weight!

Angry slash!

"Drink, !!"

The sword and shield soldiers standing in front of him were almost stupid at this time.

Pordon's majestic body even cast a heavy black shadow on his face.

He could only let go of his one-handed sword, and with both hands behind half a shield, he gritted his teeth and headed towards the blade.

He was indeed a seasoned sword and shield soldier, and even in the face of such a slash that a professional soldier might not have seen in his life, he still made the most reasonable response.

- Expect to intercept the blade with a shield before it reaches its optimal point.

However, the power of the magically enhanced mutant humans far exceeds the expectations of an "ordinary veteran".

"Bang !!"

"Whew!"

In the midst of the muffled snort, the veteran's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets!

The incomplete shield loses its symmetrical resistance structure, and even with the use of two hands, the shield surface is skewed under the tremendous force.

The Bear School steel sword slanted along the slope, directly scraping off a layer of wood chips on the shield, as well as the Temerian White Lily insignia on it.

And then it slashed into the chainmail shoulder guard!

The sword and shield soldier's face contorted.

The small iron rings that make up the chain mail are twisted, chopped, and then embedded in the flesh and bones of the shoulders.

At this time, the law enforcement captain could even hear the movement of the steel sword and the bone stubble from the sound of bone conduction.

Blood flowed down the blade and armor.

Half of the shoulders have been cut off, and only the flesh under the armpits remains to maintain the connection between the arms and the body.

He was abolished.

But Porton's grim expression was not in the slightest.

At the man's screams, he slammed down on the blade and drew the blade.

This is not a simple "drawing a sword", professionally speaking, this action is called [dragging].

With the neighing of the armor metal, the shoulders of the sword and shield soldier were completely removed.

The blood that was already flowing was already in a state of "spurting" at this time.

Bolton not only wanted to eliminate a threat once and for all, he hoped to deter other enemies.

It's very effective.

After he slashed off the shoulder of the law enforcement captain, the two arrows that came immediately after him, the longbow was weak and weak, and he easily blocked it with his left wrist armor.

The crossbow bolt was still powerful, but it was not accurate, and only a white mark was made on the armor.

This deterrent effect is only a mental impact on the enemy in an instant, and the validity period is estimated to be this round of shooting.

After that, these professional sergeants will quickly adjust their mindset.

But what Boldon wants, that is, this period of time.

Because...... He had to face his students.

Turning suddenly, his eyes intertwined with indifference and determination.

Both of them understand - the other party's killing intent is firm.

Lan En, who only had a hunting knife in his hand, rushed to the front, and he faced the killing intent of his mentor.

The murderous aura cultivated by hunting countless monsters is terrifying, and the blood that has just chopped off a human arm still remains on his beard.

Now the image of Boldon is enough to be painted in the church as an "enemy of God"!

But in the face of this terrifying scene, Lan En's footsteps remained steady.

The Bear Sect's steel sword had already begun to tremble lightly before it was swung.

Lanne's hunting knife was on his chest, but it was a pointless move.

Whether it's strength, reach, blade length, or blade quality, in all respects, he has no chance of resisting Boldon.

There is not even a chance of surviving this sword.

His swordsmanship was crude like juggling compared to Bolton's.

Maybe in the next moment, the poor cotton armor will be directly split into two pieces by the blade along with his body!

But......

"I can't compare to swordsmanship."

For the first time, Rann smiled in front of Porton.

The cat's eyes of the strong man even shrank slightly for this.

The next moment, Lan En, who was running, turned directly sideways and pulled out from behind him - a halberd blade!

The halberd was held in the soldier's hand, and he was also charging, following Lan En's charge.

And now, the trajectory of the halberd puncture has been corrected.

The broad halberd blade was pointed straight at Bordon's torso.

Lanen, on the other hand, deftly lowered his sprinting body, and the dagger and palm reached towards the mentor's waist.

There was Porton's alchemy bag.