He promised to become a knight, but what the heck is Astartes?

Anderson smiled as he put the package away, then pointed at the white wizard Lawrence and said:

"Go hand in your hunting card, and then prepare to return to the academy."

"it is good."

Rorschach nodded and took out his hunter card from his pocket, walking towards the white wizard Lawrence.

Behind him, the members of the Ironblood Squad immediately began to discuss among themselves.

"How many points do you think our invincible Lord Khorne will get this time?"

Clyde, tending to the wound on his arm, speculated with considerable interest:

"I bet five hundred and fifty! With Lord Khorne's strength, killing a few hundred low-level magical beasts is child's play!"

"Five hundred and fifty? Clyde, are you crazy?"

Ryan, standing to the side, shook his head in surprise and pointed at the contestants with a rather helpless expression, saying:

"Look at the state of things this time. It's a miracle they even survived. Five hundred points would be enough to get into the top ten. Rorschach is indeed a genius, but he's only a quasi-knight after all. I'd guess he's only around two hundred or three hundred points."

Oscar and Arkham nodded in agreement with Ryan's assessment; a score between two and three hundred was indeed possible for Rorschach's strength.

As for over 500? Even if it's not this Winter Hunting Cup, that's enough to get into the top 20!

"Hmph, foolish mortals, how could you possibly know the power of Lord Khorne!"

As Khorne's number one fan, Clyde naturally couldn't stand these noises.

Moreover, as the person who sparred with Rorschach the longest, Clyde was very clear about Rorschach's strength.

Although he was only a quasi-knight, his strength was not much worse than that of a mid-level knight.

"next."

The white wizard Lawrence's face was incredibly gloomy at this moment.

This time it's really over.

This Winter Hunting Cup was a disaster for him, with a mortality rate far exceeding previous years and a pitifully low hunting index.

Lawrence hated the Blood Cult to the core, and even vowed in his heart that once he finished dealing with the hunting quotas, he would strike the Blood Cult hard.

Otherwise, his thoughts wouldn't be clear.

At this moment, Rorschach also stepped forward and handed his hunter card to Lawrence.

Lawrence casually took it, and with a slight movement of his mental energy, he inserted it into the Hunter Card.

"what?"

Lawrence froze. He looked at Rorschach, then at the mountain of mutated monster corpses piled up in the Hunter's Card, and said in a trembling voice:

"Hunter 1388, Hunting Points... 888!"

Chapter 127 Wizard Rorschach, the True Knight Superstar (Seeking monthly votes, thank you!)

"How many?!!"

"Eight hundred and eighty-eight hunting points! Even if they were all first-tier low-level mutated magical beasts, that would still require four hundred and forty-four beasts! Did this person slaughter all the mutated magical beasts on the outskirts?!"

"Hiss~ Why does this kid's mask look so familiar?"

"It's Lord Khorne! No wonder, no wonder! I saw him kill a first-tier mid-level mutated magical beast as easily as slaughtering a pig!"

The surviving contestants in the square were shocked and began to discuss among themselves upon hearing the White Wizard Lawrence's announcement.

Some people even suspected that Rorschach cheated.

But when they saw that incredibly familiar brass demon mask, they could no longer utter a word of doubt.

After all, most of the contestants present had witnessed Rorschach's hunting.

That was truly a dragon roaming in the Black Wilderness Forest!

Of course, despite this, some contestants who had never witnessed Rorschach's hunting still harbored doubts and wanted to question whether Rorschach had cheated.

However, these people immediately fell silent after hearing the heated discussion around them about 'recounting Khorne's achievements'.

Are you kidding me?

He killed three novice knights and ten prospective knights with a single sword strike.

Damn, is this Khorne even human?!

Why is my prospective knight different from Khorne's prospective knight?

"This is impossible! I don't believe it! How could a quasi-knight kill so many mutated magical beasts? He must have cheated!"

A roar came from the side of the square.

It immediately attracted everyone's attention; it was a young man dressed in wooden armor.

His name was Cavendish, a knight from a nearby small town, who enjoyed a certain prestige in the area.

Even the city lord, an incredibly proud viscount, held Cavendish in high regard.

Therefore, Cavendish, who was the first to leave the city, was naturally in high spirits.

With his mid-level knight strength, his trip to the Black Wilderness Forest went very smoothly; he encountered neither Crimson Blood Beasts nor high-level mutated magical beasts.

This allowed Cavendish, who had been hunting mutated monsters on the outskirts, to successfully obtain a hunting points of up to 610.

But what if Rorschach hadn't suddenly dropped those 888 hunting points?

With his 610 hunting points, he is more than qualified to win first place in the preliminary round of this Winter Hunting Cup.

So Cavendish was furious at that moment, and he suspected Rorschach of cheating.

After all, the Black Wilderness Forest is so chaotic this time. What if this Khorne gets a hunter card from the death of a high-ranking knight or a great knight?

"That idiot."

"Hahaha, someone actually dares to question Lord Khorne, this is going to be interesting."

To Cavendish's surprise, none of the other contestants came forward to support him; instead, they all looked at him with pity, as if he were a fool, and with expressions of anticipation for a good show.

Clyde even wanted to start a betting pool, but Anderson stopped him.

"Cheating?"

White Wizard Lawrence almost laughed out of anger. He wished everyone would cheat and end up like Rorschach, accumulating so many hunting points.

"That's right! The prey in that hunter card wasn't hunted by Khorne at all! It was because the other party picked up a hunter card from a powerful figure like a Grand Knight or a high-ranking knight, which is why he has so many points!"

Cavendish, upon hearing Lawrence the White Wizard's words, assumed that the other party was supporting him and immediately began to speak eloquently, as if Rorschach were truly an incredibly lucky boy.

"You're absolutely right."

The White Wizard Lawrence nodded, then casually put Rorschach's Hunter Card into his storage ring, and chuckled:

"In that case, go and retrieve all the hunter cards of the superhumans who died in the Black Waste Forest."

"If you can do that, I will also add the prey from their hunter cards to your hunting points."

"How is this possible! How would I know where they died..."

Cavendish suddenly stopped talking, his face turning extremely red.

When and how could I have ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace?

The jeers from the surrounding contestants, mercenaries, and wandering knights completely enraged Cavendish.

He couldn't understand why he wasn't getting any support when he was clearly fighting for these people's interests!

After all, if Luo Xia becomes number one, then everyone's ranking will drop by one!

Cavendish dared not retaliate against the White Wizard Lawrence, so he naturally turned his attention to the knight-errant wearing the brass demon mask before him.

Cavendish didn't believe a word of the boasts of the contestants and mercenaries!

He's just a quasi-knight, how could he be so powerful? It's not like he hasn't killed before!

"Khorne, I challenge you to a knightly duel!"

Cavendish pointed the blood-soaked wooden spear at Rorschach with utter contempt.

"If you lose, you'll have to admit you cheated and forfeit the winter hunting competition!"

"..."

Luo Xia was quite helpless at this moment. Where did this savage come from?!

Why are you acting like a child?

People who cheat all the time, how childish!

"You ant, you have no right to say that."

Rorschach's voice was icy cold. After accepting the first prize from the preliminary round from the white wizard Lawrence—a bottle of excellent-grade life potion and a thousand gold pounds—he turned and walked towards Anderson and the others.

"kill!"

Cavendish, however, was determined to die. His life force surged violently, and a black centipede appeared behind him. The wooden spear in his hand was instantly stained with purple venom, and he charged directly at Rorschach.

"presumptuous!"

"Watch out, Rorschach!"

The White Wizard Lawrence roared in anger. What kind of savage was this who didn't even take him seriously? Three blue magic rings appeared around his body as he prepared to attack.

But Rorschach was faster. With a slight shift in the black flame life magnetic field around his body, his figure vanished from the spot in an instant. Then, a hand covered in black flames grabbed Cavendish's head from behind.

"Even insects should have a clear understanding of themselves."

Be more careful in your next life.

boom!

Like the sound of a watermelon shattering, it suddenly echoed across the square, and then Cavendish's headless corpse slowly fell to the ground.

Perhaps only now do they finally understand the saying, "There are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding."

Unfortunately, it's all over now.

"Gurgle."