Pioneer Wizard's Notebook

"roar!"

The king of polar bears roared, his nimble eyes revealing savagery and greed.

Linde knew that it was not an Ice Demon, but a supernatural monster that had evolved from the Ice Storm, and its intelligence was already comparable to that of humans.

Through the Eye of Insight, Lind observed that the terrifying magic within the White Bear King had transformed into mountains, pressing down on his nerves and causing him to involuntarily tighten his grip on his sword hilt.

The enemy was stronger than he had anticipated!

With the added benefit of the sparse Earth Bear bloodline within him, the White Bear King's strength is likely at level 14.

He was just one step away from stepping into the high-level extraordinary realm and becoming a true regional overlord.

At that time, it will be among the top in the entire valley area of ​​the Ice Mist Forest.

Having a general understanding of the enemy's strength, Linde was not afraid; instead, he breathed a sigh of relief.

They may be strong, but as long as they are not high-level extraordinary monsters, they still have a chance of victory.

This is good news.

Continuing to observe the King of Polar Bears, Lind was soon drawn to the layer of silvery-white scales on its body, his eyes filled with doubt.

"Hmm? Steel scales? Neither polar bears nor earth bears seem to have scales, right?"

The craftsman from Sobo climbed the city wall and explained his doubts.

"That's a bone-crushing steel louse, a special creature that coexists with the king of polar bears."

"They would eat the King Bear's leftovers and extract iron from the food, forming a layer of iron scales on the King Bear's surface."

After hearing Sobo's description, Lind's eyes widened in amazement, revealing the curiosity of a wizard.

The scales on the body of the king of polar bears are extremely special, as they are the result of a symbiotic relationship with another creature.

This unique ecosystem greatly stimulated Linde's research desire, and he couldn't wait to figure out its mysteries.

Unfortunately, the distant bear king is most likely unwilling to cooperate with the research.

Enraged by Lind's gaze, it raised its head and roared, ordering the Ice Demon to launch an attack.

"Prepare to engage the enemy!"

Linde drew the Wolf King's Straight Sword and shouted loudly.

Under the command of Battalion Commander Philip, the longbowmen raised their bows and aimed at the attacking enemy.

From its elevated position, the longbow, at its launch angle, has an effective kill range of an astonishing four hundred meters.

As the Ice Demons closed the distance, Battalion Commander Philip roared, "Fire! Shoot these beasts through!"

boom!

With each resounding twang of the bowstring, a dense rain of arrows poured down.

With the help of the powerful yew longbow, the wolf-tooth arrow easily pierced through the Ice Demon's body.

They were nailed one by one to the snow, turning into unwilling, frozen remains.

The enemy's first wave of attack was easily repelled.

Linde remained vigilant.

This polar bear king actually knew tactics; in the first wave, he only sent out about thirty ordinary Ice Demons to probe the enemy.

Having witnessed the power of the longbow, it roared again and launched a real attack.

Twelve Icefield Demon White Bears, running on all fours, led over eighty Icefield Demons in a monster-centric battlefield charge.

"Release the arrows!"

Battalion Commander Philip roared once more, and a hail of wolf-tooth arrows whistled out.

Faced with the arrows, the Icefield White Bear held its forepaws in front of its head, letting the arrows pierce through its paws.

Their bodies, incapable of feeling pain, allow them to remain unmoved by their injuries and continue charging forward.

The other Ice Demons followed closely behind them, using their bear bodies as a shield to avoid the rain of arrows.

"Can't the longbow penetrate? Then try this!"

With the assistance of shield-spearmen, the four dwarves each operated a ballista on the city wall, aiming it at the enemy.

As Lind swung his sword, the dwarf fired his ballista.

With a deafening tremor, four thick crossbow bolts were fired.

Three of the spikes pierced through the three-headed Icefield Demon White Bear, pinning their massive bodies to the snow.

The victory was a resounding success. The dwarves raised their arms and shouted encouragement, "Quickly, pull the winch! Let's shoot these shitty bastards through the roof!"

The shield-wielders strained with all their might, the winches and ratchets creaking and groaning.

The new crossbow bolts are about to be loaded.

Just then, Lind sensed danger.

He quickly looked in the direction of the King of Polar Bears in the distance.

The monster lifted a heavy stone, and magic surged, forming a mixed yellow rune on its paw.

Then, like a catapult, it traveled a kilometer and hurled the stone toward the city wall!

"Oh no, get out of the way!"

Lind and William disappeared from the spot.

Realizing something was wrong, the two quickly moved to a ballista, set up the dwarf and four shield-spearmen, and fled to a distance.

The next second, a rock came crashing down.

The terrifying impact crushed the ballistae and even smashed a corner of the city wall!

"Cough cough, such terrifying brute force, no wonder he is a descendant of the Earth Bear, who is known for his strength."

Linde put down the terrified dwarves and soldiers, waved his hand to blow away the dust in front of him, and sighed.

Just as he caught his breath, the white bear king in the distance once again assumed a throwing stance.

Heavy stones were thrown again.

Clearly, this monster wanted to use this to break through the city wall's defenses in one fell swoop.

But Linde won't give it that chance.

This time he was prepared and immediately activated the golem on the city wall beneath his feet.

"Stop the stones!"

Under the wide-eyed gaze of the White Bear King, a thick rocky arm suddenly emerged from above the city wall.

His palm transformed into a stone shield in mid-air, blocking the projectiles with a dull thud and protecting the soldiers behind him.

"God bless the sunflowers! We will prevail!"

"Victory is certain! Victory is certain!"

The soldiers, witnessing this miraculous scene, were greatly encouraged and shouted songs of victory.

The longbow trembled, and arrows swept away the attacking enemies.

At this moment, three Icefield Demon polar bears successfully covered the Icefield Demons as they arrived below the city wall.

These polar bears lifted the Ice Demons with their paws and hurled them onto the city walls without hesitation, hoping to carve a path through the enemy lines.

Above the city wall, shield-wielding soldiers and knight squires were already ready.

The wolf-like Ice Demon had barely landed and was still trying to figure out what was happening when a sharp blade sliced ​​open its neck.

"Browder is a different person now!"

Brood, wielding a longsword, swiftly slays his enemies.

His mind involuntarily drifted back to the scene of his first time on the battlefield.

At that time, he was ignorant and arrogant, lacking the proper respect for the battlefield.

It wasn't until he witnessed his Uncle Overd's neck being torn open by the enemy, and he was powerless to do anything about it, that he finally understood.

Only then did Brod realize his own powerlessness, and he devoted all his efforts to honing his combat skills.

And now, the hard work has paid off.

A ferocious wolf howl came from behind. He turned around and swung his sword again, unleashing the combat skill Whirlwind Slash with unparalleled smoothness.

The wolf-shaped Ice Demon's head flew high into the air and crashed onto the snow below the city wall.

At that moment, Brod clearly felt the changes in his body.

The power of combat skills flows through his body.

From this moment on, he will become the knight of Sunflower Manor, guarding his home and honor with his longsword!