Allen cut off a wolf's front leg with a sword and flew backward, just avoiding the wolf's desperate counterattack.
At this moment, a cold light flashed in Allen's eyes. He leaped forward. Gray wolf felt that something was wrong and wanted to dodge, but what Allen grabbed was the node where its old strength had been used up and its new strength had not been born. In addition, its front leg had been cut off by Allen, so it could only look at the whereabouts of the knight sword in despair.
Swish! Swish!
Allen watched the dead wolf put his sword back into its sheath.
This kind of beast was really cunning. Sometimes it would pretend to be dead, but this one in front of him was not included.
Allen thought he might be really ignorant if it could still live without its head.
"Have you solved it?"
The bushes in front of him were kicked open by a bigfoot.
Francis walked out with a strong gray wolf on his shoulder. There was no blood on the wolf's body. It lay quietly on his shoulder as if it was alive.
That power made Allen's heart freeze.
"Francis has been solved. My progress can't be too bad." Allen said with a smile.
During this period, the two of them had been guarding the periphery of Egleson, hunting demonic beasts.
To improve his actual combat skills, Allen didn't forget to hide.
Only the combat effectiveness of Big Knight was exposed.
The two of them usually didn't choose to stay too far away from each other. Within the range of the magic gem's perception, the Francis training place was deeper than Allen's. The demonic beasts there were generally stronger.
Just as Allen had just hacked to death an ordinary gray wolf, Francis had brought back a powerful wolf king.
It was even stronger than the one Allen beat to death.
Francis came over and seriously looked at the gray wolf that Allen had killed.
"Allen, you have a good grasp of the rhythm of the battle, but you don't know how to use the knight sword. It seems that you don't have to cut it so hard with the second sword strike."
Pointing at the falling wolf head, Francis explained it to Allen.
"I went all out with the second strike, so I didn't stop." Allen touched his head awkwardly.
"Although it doesn't matter if it's a whole one or not for princess Sia's medicinal materials, your brutal fighting skill will bring you a great loss in your harvest."
Francis smiled at the broken wolf skin.
Although Allen's true strength had exceeded what Francis had seen, Allen still nodded seriously and wrote down what Francis had said.
Only a small part of these words was useful to him, but what he valued more was the goodwill contained in it.
Francis was very satisfied with Allen's attitude and nodded with a smile.
"Of course, you don't know too much about some things. Do you have any girls you like now?" Francis's words made a sharp turn.
Allen smiled awkwardly. He had just traveled here for a few days.
He was either busy improving his strength to save his life, or helping Annie find a way to cure her disease, so he had no time to think about his own business.
"Anyway, I'm still young. Don't worry so much for the time being." Allen replied.
"How can I not worry about it? It's better to do it as soon as possible. Don't be like me. At this age, I haven't got married yet, and I'm scolded by my sister every day." Francis meant something.
"Well, it suddenly occurred to me that my sister is about the same age as you, and she has the same hobbies as you, both of which are a mage. How about introducing her to you later?" Before Allen could react, Francis opened his mouth and said everything.
Allen grinned. No wonder he was waiting for him.
Although Francis was very straightforward, he was not talkative. He could say so much today to pave the way for this matter.
But now he couldn't even protect himself well, and his sister's disease hadn't been solved. Allen really didn't have the mood to think about it.
"Our competition is imminent, so I'm not in the mood to think about it for the time being."
Allen refused politely.
"We don't race every day. It's also OK to find a girlfriend after the competition."
Francis warned again.
"Then let's pick a time to meet after the competition." Allen said helplessly.
It was getting late, so the two of them took the hunting gray wolf back to the castellan mansion.
In the evening, the setting sun sprinkled a golden red on the leaves.
Allen liked the golden color very much, but he suddenly found that the golden color on the tree seemed to be blown down by the wind and came straight to him.
"Be careful. That's the golden bird. Don't stare at it directly." The calm voice of Francis came to Allen's ears. He quickly became vigilant.
Squinting his eyes, he saw that it was not a golden light, but a big golden bird.
Seeing the golden bird getting closer and closer, Allen suddenly pulled out his knight sword from his waist and slashed forward.
A sharp long roar pierced the sky, and the golden bird soared up.
But half of the golden feather and a string of blood beads fell from the air.
"It seems that it hasn't given up attacking us. What's going on?" Allen looked up at the sky in confusion.
After circling for a few more rounds, the golden bird seemed to have found a new loophole and was once again charging at the pair, this time aiming for Francis, who was carrying heavy loads.
Francis spread his feet, threw aside the carcass of the wolf, and met the golden bird's paw with his hands.
He threw a punch forward.
"Bang!"
A dull thud.
The golden bird flew backward at a faster speed.
A pile of branches was rolled up along the way.
The broken branches crackled.
After a while.
A big bird hobbled out, but it did not run towards the two again.
It turned around and looked in the direction of the forest. It screamed angrily and soared into the sky.
There was no intention of turning around.
"Francis, what's this bird? It looks so beautiful!" Allen curiously asked Francis with a stern look.
Francis had traveled around the world for many years and had a wide knowledge of all kinds of novel demonic beasts and plants.
"This is the golden bird, a very docile bird by rights. It rarely takes the initiative to attack people. I don't know what's wrong with the one we met today. It seems to be crazy."
Francis shook his head in confusion.
It would be fine if they could beat them, but the weight of the two of them had already surpassed that of the golden bird, so it was definitely not a wise choice for them to hunt.
"Eh?"
Allen turned his head in confusion.
"Did you see anything?"
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Francis also followed Allen's gaze. When they heard the voice, the two of them were stunned at the same time.
"There seems to be something in the grass over there. I'll go and have a look first."
Allen said and shook off the cloth bag containing the wolf corpse.
Cutting open the bushes outside with his sword, Allen saw a pale-yellow bird.
The bird looked just like a fowl.
But the hair on its body was very delicate, mixed with that kind of light-yellow hair.
Although it was covered with a layer of hard hair, it was not that big.
"This seems to be the cub of the golden bird," Francis poked his head out.
"Have you seen it before?"
"No, I haven't. I just heard about it." Francis asked curiously.
"By the way, why is this little guy here?"
Allen checked carefully and found that his wings were stuck in the bushes.
"It might have just flown, but it accidentally landed here. But this little guy is really lucky. If it had landed deep in Egleson, it would have already been eaten by the unknown demonic beasts."
Francis pointed at the little guy's head with his big hand.
The little golden bird looked very angry and wanted to peck at him.
Allen cut off the thorns and branches with his knight sword and rescued the little golden bird.
The little bird looked at Allen's hand and suddenly let out a clear cry.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Its whole body shrank quickly like a balloon, changing from the original size of a football to the size of an egg.