Section 25 stupidity

"It's ...... What do you mean?" Ashruphat gestured to the arrow. Because their camp was in a sheltered hollow, he could not see the exact location and number of uninvited guests, even though he had dark vision. However, he could also guess that the arrow was not a sneak attack, but had some other meaning. Because the range of a bow and arrow and the effective range of a bow and arrow are two different things (not only bows and arrows, but also any ranged weapon).

"Challenge!" Claire's face was filled with horror. "A challenge. She whispered.

"Challenge?" Ashrufat glanced at the arrow, "a custom?"

"It's a practice that the gods allow. In the wilderness...... There are some single wandering fighters. Claire whispered. "This wandering was chosen to please the gods...... The one they're particularly powerful. ”

Claire took a few minutes to explain to Ashrufat. It's actually easy to understand, wandering alone in the wilderness, if you don't have special ability, you will definitely not survive. For the evil gods who adhere to the principle of "survival of the fittest", they are of course happy to see this method of quickly selecting the best. For believers, it is also an option for quick access to fame, which is often chosen by those who have faith and ambition.

In short, under the combined effect of various elements, this has become a custom in the territory of chaos. Those single wandering fanatics, in order to get living materials, or to hone their fighting spirit, will often challenge those who come and go. The way to challenge is heads-up: he challenges the other party one by one.

Of course, there are no strict laws in the realm of Chaos. If you challenge a large team, it is likely that the heads-up will turn into a group fight, and it will be "beaten" by the group. So it usually turns out that in the dark of night, where it's easy to hide, challenge the target team with a signal (let's say shoot an arrow or something).

And right now, this small team of three people is obviously in this situation.

"You mean, the wanderer will ...... to a team Launch the challenge. Can you ignore him?" asked Ashrufat.

"Cowardly expressions will attract the displeasure of the gods. Claire explained. The power of the evil gods has affected the entire chaotic society so deeply that you can't imagine how strict it is to make the gods unhappy. The evil gods won't stop you from besieging Du'an, but cowardly avoiding battle will cause displeasure. Because of this, the usual way to deal with this kind of challenge is for the strongest one on the team to go out and face it. The victor will inevitably gain the favor of the evil gods, and the loser will ......

For the one who goes out to meet the battle, the fool knows what defeat will be. But for the team, since the opponent has defeated the strongest fighter on their side, if you don't want such a guy to follow you to pick up the leak, then obediently handing over some supplies in exchange for this qiē end has become the best choice. Of course, if there are still people in the team who have the courage and confidence to go head-on, then they can naturally continue the fight.

"Challenge...... Funny......" Ashrufat exhaled softly. If he was in a larger team at this time, then he probably wouldn't have paid attention to that guy at all, and he didn't care about the favor of the Chaos God anyway. However, his team consisted of only three people.

The mute old man was just a servant of the tribe, and it was needless to say how good Claire was, and her warrior status as a "marauder" was not earned by battle, but by a bluff deception. Moreover, because of her disguise as a witch, she also did not carry any weapons suitable for melee combat, let alone armor.

In other words, there's not much difference between a challenge from a distance and an attack by jumping right onto a campfire. In that case, you can only go out to meet the challenge.

Ashrufat stood up.

"Wait, don't go!" Claire instinctively grabbed Ashrufat's clothes and stopped him from leaving.

"You're worried about me?" Ashrufat couldn't help but smile.

"Who...... Who's worried about you!" Claire quickly let go of her hand. "I didn't even know you Southerners were so stupid. Why don't you take a weapon and go there with your bare hands?", she said, and she quickly ran to the carriage, picked up the sword that Ashrufat had with him, and handed it into his hand.

As mentioned earlier, this is just an ordinary sword - although it has a good texture, it is just an ordinary sword.

"Wait, this is for you. Claire took her crossbow from her horse. The bow has been wound, and an arrow has been pressed against the slot.

The Chaos Gods do not favor ranged weapons, especially Sadism. Winning with ranged weapons doesn't bring too many favors. For example, in the last battle against the Sadistic Gang, Claire used her crossbow to kill several enemies, but in the end, it didn't seem to be particularly honorable. This way of winning battles can be used as a support, not as a mainstream. Especially when fighting one-on-one, the victory achieved with ranged weapons is only a cheap victory.

But no matter how cheap a victory is, a victory is a victory, and no matter how noble a defeat is, it is also a defeat.

Ashruphat smiled and didn't bother to refuse. He hung his crossbow on his body and held his sword in his hand, intending to meet the master who openly stood in the way and robbed and actually conformed to local customs.

This master is actually not far away. As mentioned earlier, that is, the range of an arrow. Cultists of Chaos are not very good at making and using bows and arrows (in fact, they are not good at any kind of ranged weapons), and their bows and arrows are generally used as hunting tools, so they are not as good as the South in terms of range and power. In actual combat, bows and arrows are not as powerful as catapults. This is especially evident for Chaos Warriors wearing Chaos armor. There are only a few exceptions to Claire's well-made bows/crossbows made in the South. And (no doubt of all), because of the lack of skill in making a crossbow, in a few years the crossbow will reach the end of its useful life and break down.

Speaking of which, this is due to the Chaos Legion's previous capture of the White Keep. The White Fort was originally a real military fortress, and it was only natural that there was a large stockpile of weapons inside. Because of this, a large number of Southerners' weapons, especially long-range weapons, were brought to the territory of Chaos.

Ashrufat quickly got to the position he might have been in the previous challenge. It was surrounded by rocks, so even though he had dark vision, he couldn't find a challenger for a while.

But he knew that the master should be here. Well, and it's chaos territory, and you don't have to worry about someone hiding in a corner and aiming fire/guns or cannons at you - just like he did when he went to see Byron before.

"Come out. "Ashruphat did not untie the crossbow, but only took the sword. As Claire had already said, the wilderness wanderers, though they were here to loot (Ashrufat didn't believe in any kind of fighting spirit), were also accustomed to observing certain honorable customs. For example, if you come out to fight seriously, people will also choose the kind of way similar to the ring competition, coming from the front, rather than jumping out of some dark corner and stabbing you in the back.

In addition to this, there is usually an opportunity to choose how to fight. Of course, it is not as troublesome as the duel of the nobles of the southern realm. In the case of a duel between nobles, the challenged person has the right to choose a weapon, and the range of this choice is "unlimited", and both sides must use the same weapon. For example, you can even choose fire/guns, or even throw stones. But in a chaotic world, this choice is much less. This usually means long weapons (such as spears), one-handed weapons (such as swords or the like), and unarmed weapons. This rule was set by the gods, and it was followed in duels within the tribe. These homeless people chose this life to please the gods, so they must follow their preferences.

With these words, a figure slowly walked out from behind a large rock.

Just as Ashrufat had expected, the man was tall, dressed in full Chaos armor and armed with a large, irregularly edged battle axe. But for some reason, this armor looks familiar.

Of course, the Chaos armor styles are quite similar. However, this suit of armor ...... Well, it seems to be very new. The kind of new that doesn't speak like it, as if this master had just gotten it from the Chaos Evil God.

As the length of time it has been used (especially the number of battles it has increased), there will inevitably be more and more scratches (and even tears) on it. But this one is so smooth that it looks like a mirror. You know, a Chaos warrior like this wandering alone in the wilderness doesn't have much effort to polish and maintain his armor. Even a Chaos warrior in the tribe with a few servants wouldn't do that.

Then, the challenger spoke.

Ashrufat had been suspicious before, but now he was sure of it. This one was indeed an acquaintance, yes, it was Ned who had been taught him once before, the number one Chosen Warrior of Chaos under Asowen, and the number two person in the tribe. The armor on his body is precisely because of the new armor he received after receiving the favor of the gods (as mentioned earlier, he has become taller).

"Ishrufat, you're here. ”

For a moment, Ashruphat couldn't figure out what the other meant. He knew that Ned was hostile to him, but why was he deliberately pretending to be a Wandering Warrior on such a night......? However, Ned is really the only one here. This is obviously a bit illogical.

Illogical things are bound to be problematic.

"It's you, Ned. Ashrufat looked around. Since the last time he was ambushed by Byron with a cannon, he no longer underestimated the wisdom of others. "What do you want to do?"

"I miss you dead!" Ned waved his axe. "It's not a fight, outside Asowen's eyes...... Outside anyone's eyes. And the gods will see me kill you with their own eyes. ”

"Why did you kill me?" Ashrufat wondered. The last time the two sides had already fought once, there was no reason for Ned to have such confidence.

"Hehe, I admit that you southerners do have some skills, and you are a master of hand-to-hand combat. Ned replied. "That's right, if it's hand-to-hand combat...... I can't win against you. But this time, I won't give you a chance to fight with hand-to-hand!"

He waved his axe menacingly. "Are you ready to die?"

To his surprise, Ashruphat was stunned at first, then his expression slowly changed from contempt to ridicule, and finally he couldn't help but laugh.

"I really didn't expect such stupid people in the world. Ashrufat finally stopped laughing. He sighed, throwing aside the sword in his hand.

Can anyone tell me why the words "fire/gun", "bow/crossbow" and "robbery/robbery" are restricted from a fiction website?