Spearman’s Growth Story

“Oh, oh…”

The thoughts in my mind were blown away when I felt Ox Head Man’s breath.

Bell just stood there blankly, staring at Ox Head Man’s scarlet eyes.

The lacrimal gland will collapse at any time, even now, the body is ready to escape at any time. However, I can’t let the group leader down. Therefore, you cannot escape.

Clenched his fist, the white rabbit-like boy stared at Ox Head Man hard.

The time of silence seems to be a moment, and it seems to be eternal.

The expression on his face slowly disappeared, Bell’s right hand touched his back and pulled out his favorite short blade.

Bell suddenly understood the meaning of Zhao Huang’s words.

Even if the opponent is a racial enemy, he should have the minimum respect for life. So–

With both feet firmly on the ground, Bell emptied his right arm with his left hand, condensing the power of the whole body into one point.

噗chi…bang!

The short blade inserted into the heart of Ox Head Man, gave it the last ride.

The remaining touch on his hand made Bell’s spirit a little trance. He may still fear the power of monsters in the future. However, he will never get into a panic anymore.

“Huh?! What, it has been solved!”

Suddenly, a rude voice approached quickly from the tunnel.

A breeze blew, and the blonde girl and the white-haired werewolf appeared in the cave.

The werewolf with lightning-like blue tattoos from his left forehead to his chin gives people a rough impression when they meet.

The werewolf moved his nose and put his gaze on Bell’s body: “Hey, the little coffee over there! Did you knock down the muscle with the bull’s head?”

As he said, he frowned.

Even if the remaining ashes are still dissipating and can’t be faked, this matter is full of strangeness.

Those poor armors on the white-haired boy are rations for the guild. In other words, he will never be long to become an adventurer. Whether it is the ability value or the formidable power of the weapon, it should never be enough to defeat the Ox Head Man level.

In this way, he is simply a rookie among rookies. To Ox Head Man, he doesn’t even count as prey. It is almost the same as feed.

But, the scene now looks like he defeated Ox Head Man?

Something is wrong.

The more I thought about it, the more strange it became. The werewolf looked towards Bell’s eyes gradually becoming vicious.

The oppression from the superior adventurer caused Bell’s heart to retreat immediately. However, perhaps because of the Ox Head Man just sent away, Bell’s withdrawal thoughts were immediately suppressed by reason.

He just squeezed the short blade tightly, retreated vigilantly with small steps, and retreated to Zhao Huang’s side.

Seeing Bell’s actions, the three powerful people present were silently nodded in their hearts.

Although his behavior is still very immature, at least he is not scared by the werewolf’s eyes like other newcomers not knowing what to do.

[嘁. It looks a bit like. 】

“Forget it. Now that the matter is processed, let’s go back….Ais?”

Put his hands into his trouser pockets, the werewolf turned around as if losing interest. He and his companion, the female Swordsman Aisi who had a relationship with Zhao Huang, are now on their way home from the end of the expedition with the family. The reason why Zhao Huang and Bell met the 17th floor monster on the trifling 5th floor just now was because the monster was scared away by them.

So, the two Level 1 adventurers will chase Ox Head Man to leave the team and come to the upper level together. Now that it has been processed, it is natural to return to the team as soon as possible.

But, for some reason, the blonde girl didn’t seem to hear the werewolf’s voice, she just looked straight in a certain direction.

“Hey, Aisi!”

I looked at the expressionless companion, the werewolf sighed, in a puzzled way, and looked in the direction of her sight.

――She is staring at that Xiaojia’s companion, a guy carrying a big bag and holding a long spear. This dress is probably a supporter.

【I don’t even have a piece of armor on his body, and he is a weak guy who died fast. 】

Freowned imperceptibly, the werewolf waited patiently for Aisi to speak out.

“Bert. That’s him.”

The right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword around her waist, and there was finally a wave of fluctuations on Aisi’s expressionless face.

“Huh?”

Raising his eyebrows, Bert the Werewolf didn’t react for a while.

“It was him that we met that day.”

Speaking of which, Burt definitely has no reason to understand.