This adventurer is overly righteous.

"Kroya!"

Seeing Kroya being knocked away, Carter couldn't help but shout. The troll in front of him seized the opportunity and threw a heavy punch. Carter barely dodged it, but the thin membrane covering his body, which was already on the verge of collapse, was shattered as a result.

No, that kid should be fine.

Carter calmed himself down. If Kroya still had enough magic to cast a protective spell, then that height wouldn't kill him. It might even allow him to escape directly. He could take this opportunity to run away.

"This is troublesome..."

Carter smiled bitterly to himself as he watched the three trolls closing in. What right did he have to worry about others at this moment?

He was confident he could kill one troll while sustaining minor injuries. Against two, he'd have to rely on luck to escape, but against three...

Whether one lives or dies can only be decided by God.

If he can hold on until sunrise, he will live.

However, Carter's gaze passed through the ogres that stood before him like an impenetrable wall, but all he could see was boundless darkness. He had no idea how long he could endure it.

We can only do our best.

"How about we have a chat?"

Carter suddenly laughed and then spoke.

"You want to eat people, right? I can lure people here for you to eat."

"How about it? Letting me go this time will do you a lot of good things."

Carter's stamina had already been depleted when he first faced two ogres, and even when he was in peak physical condition, he couldn't possibly face three ogres at the same time.

We can only hope that the trolls aren't too clever.

The trolls temporarily stopped their actions.

"I can also help you find your finger." Seeing that it seemed to be working, Carter pointed to the troll with the severed finger. "It must feel terrible to be missing a finger."

"I have a really good relationship with those villagers..."

Carter patiently guided him, beads of sweat gradually appearing on his face. This was a true life-or-death situation, and even elite adventurers who were indifferent to life and death could not help but feel nervous.

What if they actually believe it?

Carter tried to think of things in the best possible light, not letting fear show on his face; the longer the delay went on, the more advantageous it would be for him.

"You cut off my head!"

  

However, the fingerless ogre roared and interrupted Carter. It hated Carter so much that it couldn't think straight about what Carter was saying; it was just roaring according to its angry instincts.

"boom"

Carter rolled away to avoid the blow, but was struck directly in the tree behind him. The tree trunk, a full foot thick, snapped in the middle and fell backward with a loud thud.

"He's stalling for time."

"Daytime is almost here!"

The other two ogres also made impatient noises. Carter was in the most dangerous situation. His body, which was much smaller than the ogres, tried his best to weave through the gaps in the dense attacks, but after only about ten seconds, he was hit in mid-air.

The purpose of the blow that hit Kroa was to send him flying and kill him by falling. But when it came to Carter, the troll chose to slam him to the ground. His body suffered a tremendous reaction force when it hit the ground, and his consciousness was momentarily dazed.

Before Carter could even get up, the ogre raised its foot to stomp him to death. Carter rolled on the ground to avoid it, but was then kicked away and crashed into a tree.

"puff"

Carter felt as if his internal organs were shifting after being hit twice in a row. His vision was stained red with blood, and he couldn't stop spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He's not dead yet...

The taste of blood made the ogres even more restless, and the ground trembled slightly at their footsteps.

We can hold on a little longer.

As an elite adventurer, Carter possessed an extremely strong will to survive. He also had special equipment that allowed him to use magic, such as the boot and dagger he had seized from Skartut, and even that was of a much higher level.

However, these spells require magic power, and the higher the level of the spell, the more magic power it requires.

Carter is a warrior who knows no magic and has extremely low magical reserves. At this moment, he can only use one spell.

"Come on, monster!"

Carter roared as if he had nothing to lose, then slammed his armor down, and a blood-red glow enveloped his body, signifying that the magic inscribed on the light armor had been activated.

The effect is to quickly restore one's physical strength and repair wounds, while also slightly improving physical attributes.

If Kroya were still around, we might even be able to try killing them.

Carter began to think of Kroya, whose protective spells were quite effective, giving him a significant boost in confidence and allowing him to buy time until dawn.

But he must have already escaped...

The moment Kroya was swatted away by the ogres was the perfect opportunity to escape, not to mention that he had already held off the three ogres for quite some time. If Kroya had just been a little clever and used the speed-up magic from those boots, he would definitely have been able to escape.

He's not coming back, Carter was pretty certain of that.

How long did the two meet?

Ten days, or even less.

Carter wouldn't risk his life for someone he'd only known for less than ten days. In fact, he might not even give such a person a penny if they asked him for money to drink.

Then the same applies to Croa...

But Croa was different from him.

Carter then thought of something else.

Kroya was the strangest person Carter had ever met.

His thoughts were so chaotic that he didn't come to his senses until the gust of wind from the ogre's punch struck him.

Seeing that its prey, which had been helpless, seemed to have regained its strength, the troll was surprised and hesitated to move forward. However, knowing that time was running out, it finally roared and charged.

That guy's reaction wasn't as quick as before.

This delighted the ogres, who were about to claim the piece of meat.

However, the next second, light shone from a distance onto the skin on their backs.

"It's the sun!"

The trolls turned around in terror and saw a faint yet bright orb of light gradually rising in the distant sky. It brought sunlight, which was the trolls feared most, as sunlight could turn them into stone!

"Ahhhhh"

The ogres' roars turned into terrified whimpers. They ignored Carter and ran straight to their caves, blocking the entrances with huge stones to prevent any sunlight from getting in.

However, the ogres with the severed finger were slowed down by their injuries and were left outside. They pounded on the boulder blocking the cave entrance, seemingly trying to open it and hide inside, but the ogres inside blocked the cave, preventing them from entering.

"Get out of here!"

Voices of resistance came from inside the cave, and no matter how much the ogres outside pleaded and fawned, it was to no avail.

Carter's expression changed many times in an instant, from the determination he showed when he was fighting with his back against the wall to the astonishment he showed now.

Because he knew that the ball of light rising in the sky was not the sun; he wasn't some idiot like the ogres who had never seen what the real sun looked like.

As the sphere of light gradually dimmed, Carter saw a fair-skinned figure climbing up a tree.

"That light was actually created by the Flash spell!"

Carter suddenly realized.