The bard fantasized again.

Chapter 39 It seems the three of us have some strength.
"Are you getting old, hard of hearing, not thinking straight, and unable to understand human speech?"
I fucking told you, you're running in the opposite direction, and you're still running around like a madman, not caring about anything.

"Now all the pursuers are on their way! If I don't escape, you can expect me to haunt you as a ghost in your next life!"

"Can you shut your rotten mouth?"
I can't stand your nagging in my ear anymore. All I did was not listen to you, took the wrong turn, wasted time, and attracted the green-skinned scoundrels.
As for your constant nagging in my ear?

"Do you even listen to yourself?!"

"Who the hell knows you can actually see through illusions?"

The noise of the argument sounded very familiar to Kuru.

Although it didn't know why the two humans cared so much about 'mother', the kobolds never cared about that.

But as soon as they realized the identities of the two people outside the tent, the curtain was hastily lifted, and Tang Qi and Black Snake practically pounced in.

Several arrows followed closely from above, piercing several holes in the ceiling, but fortunately they dodged in time and let them fall to the ground.

"You didn't run away?"

Even Tang Qi never imagined that the man and the dog would ever meet again.

With just one glance at the mage lying in a pool of blood, he guessed what had happened:
"You were told to fetch the knife, and you just lay in wait in the tent, waiting for your prey to come to you?"

Kuru is a clever kobold who understands his own weakness.

Even if they escaped, they might not be able to find their way or survive in the treacherous forest.

No matter how clever one is, one's nature is always deeply ingrained.

They are cunning and timid by nature.

However, he is very vengeful.

However, they often habitually bury their hatred in their hearts in order to survive.

He lay dormant, harboring resentment, until he had the chance to take revenge.

It had been waiting for this opportunity.

But inevitably, a price will be paid for this—

Now, there is no time left to escape.

No one gave them a chance to rectify the situation.

Two green-skinned orcs, wielding axes in both hands, with pig-like faces and tusks almost touching their cheekbones, followed closely behind, tearing through the curtain and bursting in.

That was the first sentry the black snake encountered after it got lost in the fog.

Their muscles were strong and powerful, and they swung their axes, creating a fierce wind.

There was no method to it; it was all brute force.

In Tang Qi's eyes, it even had a hint of wild, unruly punching.

They don't care whether there are two or three 'people' in front of them.

A raging flame seemed to lurk within his scarlet pupils.

Burning with their remaining stamina, they were only concerned with tearing everything in sight to shreds.

"Throw the knife over here!"

The moment the black snake demanded the sword, Kuru threw it away.

It understood that it could kill the new star entirely through its own painstaking dormancy.

In terms of strength, it is no match for anyone.

If it wants to break through the encirclement, the black snake is the only fighting force it can rely on.

The double axes swung like a full moon, whistling through the wind.

The black snake's waist and back were as supple as a snake's; it bent backward like a bridge, easily avoiding obstacles.

As he flipped over, his toes kicked the hilt of the curved sword. When he stood up, the black sword had already drawn a circle in mid-air and landed steadily in his hand like an acrobatic feat.

He dared not delay and swiftly brought down the knife.

The scimitar was as black as ink, its sharpness concealed in the darkness of the night.

The orc's eyes barely kept up with the blade.

But the body couldn't react in time.

The curved blade sliced ​​across its solid muscles as if cutting through a sheet of paper as thin as a cicada's wing.

Blood gushed out like a pillar, yet not a speck of dust could be seen on the blade.

Tang Qi's vision was limited in the darkness, but his "Alertness" alerted him to the approach of another orc's axe blade.

Driven by his survival instinct, he leaned back, and the axe he swung was only inches away from him.

Even so, he still felt a stinging sensation on the bridge of his nose.

Warm blood flowed to the corners of his mouth, and his skin was scratched by the wind.

The orc combined his two axes, as if chopping wood, and was about to pierce Tang Qi's chest.

The scimitar had already sliced ​​through its neck.

It fell faster than the axe in its hand.

"This knife is still the best."

The black snake weighed the 'snake kiss' in its hand and muttered to itself.

Orcs have naturally rough skin, as hard as steel.

If it were just an ordinary scimitar, it would probably chip and break upon touching their skin.

He instinctively reached out his hand to Tang Qi.

By the time he realized what was happening and tried to pull his hand back, Tang Qi had already stood up with the help of his arm.

He didn't express his gratitude, but his words were no longer as harsh:
"Listen to me from now on."

"When did it become your turn to order me around—"

Realizing his previous foolishness and how he had been blinded by illusions, the black snake coughed twice.
"Just this once."

Having taken over the conversation, Tang Qi knew there was no time to waste and didn't mince words:
"Kuru, take this mage's wand and release a figure that walks out."

Previously, the lack of spellcasting equipment made Kuru a complete burden, so now we need to make the most of all available resources.

Kuru had already looted Nova's corpse. Holding the wand about the length of his arm, he quickly chanted a deep, guttural incantation. A phantom identical to Tang Qi appeared out of thin air before their eyes with a burst of light.

【Silent Illusion】, the only first-level spell that Kuru knows.

It drove 'Tang Qi' out of the camp.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a roar came from outside the tent, and the sound of the giant axe being swung reached their ears at the same time.

"Now!"

Fearing that there might be pursuers lying in ambush outside the camp, Tang Qi used the illusion to buy himself a moment of respite.

Black Serpent charged ahead, rushing out of the tent and killing the orc outside before he could dissipate the force of the giant axe.

Tang Qi, with Kuru close behind, used the black snake to clear a path, trying to discern the direction of their retreat—

But they saw that the remaining goblins and a few orcs who had gone ahead had blocked their path and were about to surround them.

"Stay close to me!"

The black snake gritted its teeth, its black blade slithering along the goblin's neck, spurting blood wherever it passed.

He also kicked the rusty scimitar that had fallen to the ground to Tang Qi's feet.

[Alertness] Like a bell, cold sweat soaked through Tang Qi's back.

He lunged forward, rolled, and picked up the scimitar. Just as the goblin's blade swung down behind him, he managed to raise his sword.

With a clang, a spark flew from the blade, temporarily blocking their backstabs.

The unique "sizzle" sound of the dragon language rang out in an instant, and the dark blue ice crystals pierced the night, landing precisely on the waist of a goblin in front of him.

The spreading cold air froze its blood, and with the goblin slowing down, Tang Qi couldn't care less about anything else.

Almost instinctively, relying on physical memory, he swung the scimitar.

"Puch-"

The scimitar cleaved into the goblin's chest, killing him instantly.

However, due to a misdirection, the blade became embedded in its sternum.

"Depend on!"

Tang Qi tried to draw his blade, but in this perilous situation, the enemy wouldn't give him a chance to react!

As he drew his sword, a silvery-white blade, reflecting the firelight, gleamed with a cold light!

[Alert] He was clearly informed of the location of the danger.

However, Tang Qi's movements were not quick enough, his body was not flexible enough, and he lacked experience.

Unlike the Black Serpent, they couldn't calmly face the approaching blade.

He couldn't dodge in time!

"Step aside--"

Realizing that Tang Qi was in trouble, Black Snake had no choice but to run backwards at top speed.

He flashed forward, slashing at the goblin's nape with his blade, then kicked the corpse that had been blocking Tang Qi's blade away, unable to hold back his curses:

"Idiot! Don't fucking swing your scimitar like an axe, you have to use the blade to drag and slice, understand?!"

To wield an axe with masterful skill, brute force alone is not enough.

Even using it this way, it is simple and direct, yet highly effective.

The curved sword, on the other hand, has its own unique advantages.

In comparison, it is much lighter and more versatile, and when used properly, it can often achieve twice the result with half the effort.

However, the distance needs to be controlled with extreme precision, and both sides of the blade must be fully utilized to achieve their full effect.

Another goblin pounced forward. To prevent Tang Qi, a novice, from making another mistake, the black snake twisted its waist, turned its hips, and swung its arms.

With the most standard movements, he drew a curve with the blade and slid it precisely across the goblin's throat.

Tang Qi understood it in his mind, but his movements were still inevitably stiff.

Fortunately, I had the help of [Alertness], otherwise I would have died from the goblin's hacks and slashes long ago.

The battlefield is always the best teacher.

Since the black snake blocked most of his attacks, Kuru would occasionally fire a freezing ray.

With the three of them working together, Tang Qi found himself wielding the curved blade with increasing ease.

"The three of us seem to have some strength, huh?"

Black Snake's lips twitched, and he almost lost his grip on the hilt of the knife—

If it weren't for this bastard being the only one who could see through the fog, I would have already fought my way through the encirclement and escaped!
Now, with two children to support and the pursuers closing in, they are finding it impossible to move an inch.

Even as the vanguard fell one by one in the pursuit, the war cries of the orcs became clear and loud in their ears.

"Hoo, ha!"

"Hoo, ha!"

"Hoo, ha!"

The noisy footsteps pounded the ground, and the leaves trembled and swayed as if about to fall, just like the earth's rapid breathing.

The towering phantom, hidden in the mist, finally revealed its true form with its slow, deliberate steps.

Tang Qi was about to turn around and look.

[Alert] Suddenly a sound.

Two muffled explosions followed in quick succession.

Tang Qi sensed danger approaching, but the bombardment was faster than his nerves—

"not good……"

"boom!"

He flew backwards, his head tilted back.

(End of this chapter)