Their journey had been interrupted several tis by monster attacks. Fortunately, the average level of these monsters was below 200, giving Maylock the opportunity to let the Knights take charge.
Karl wielded his sword with practiced skill, each movent precise and deliberate. He moved with a combination of power and grace, his blade flashing like lightning as it cut through the monsters' defenses effortlessly.
"How would you rate Karl's fighting style?" Broken asked Livelywood. "He's got a rate-A Sword Mastery talent."
Livelywood nodded quickly. "Yes, his swordplay is truly impressive. I feel like I could learn a thing or two from him. Your Knight is quite remarkable, Broken. I'm sure Karl has trained very hard to reach this level, and I have no doubt he'll beco an extraordinary knight in the future. I'm excited to see how far he can go."
"What about Igor? He uses a sword too."
"Uhm..." Livelywood hesitated for a mont. "I've seen Igor use a sword a few tis. In my opinion, they're both very skilled, but there's sothing unique about Karl-like his strikes, they're just more precise."
Broken nodded. "Actually, Karl also has a rate-S talent called Precision Strikes. It allows him to target enemy weak points for critical hits and penetrate armor."
"Oh... hahaha, I guess that's what makes him stand out," Livelywood responded with a laugh. "anwhile, I think Igor is better suited to his role as Commander."
"Yes." Broken nodded in agreent.
anwhile, Yann, the archer, held his position at the back of the battle. He took careful aim and released an arrow, which soared through the air and struck its target with pinpoint accuracy. His movents were swift and fluid, allowing him to quickly reposition for a better vantage point as the fight progressed.
Maylock glanced at Broken and gave him a thumbs-up. "He is so good. Perfect!"
"Yann is talented as well, Broken," Livelywood added.
Maylock slowed his pace to join in on the conversation with Broken. "Yann is incredibly
focused. I'm sure he'll beco an amazing archer in the future."
Broken nodded. "The highlight of Yann's abilities is his talent, rate-S Escape Artist. It gives him a higher chance of breaking free from enemy restraints or captivity."
"Combined with his pathfinding skills, he could beco an excellent scout. You've got Knights with so fantastic talent combinations," Maylock said, adjusting his sunglasses as he spoke.
Next was Anna, her enthusiasm driving her forward as she darted through the swarm of monsters with incredible agility and speed. She gripped her powerful greatsword firmly in both hands. With a determined shout, she lifted it high before bringing it down with trendous force, sending the monsters flying from the sheer impact.
Livelywood went on. "And Anna... She's so determined, never one to give up. I truly believe that soon enough, they'll beco powerful Knights, capable of competing even against players at the sa level as them."
The battle raged on, with Pawpaw constantly lurking around, finishing off weakened monsters and devouring them. He seed to relish each mont a monster attacked, always being the first to give a warning to the others.
From ti to ti, the little kitten would spit out a monster core onto the ground, and Polly would promptly pick it up and bring it over to Broken.
"Thanks, Polly," Broken said, patting the little fox on the head.
"Ck! You're acting like a baby fox, Polly!" Pawpaw complained.
Broken then walked over to Pawpaw and did the sa, gently patting his head.
"Stop it! Don't do this to !" Pawpaw protested, though his eyes slowly closed, and his head bowed, clearly enjoying the attention despite his words.
"Don't treat the Hell Lord like this!" he grumbled.
As night descended, the group chose a tree of reasonable height within the forest to rest in. They quickly climbed up to the branches, each finding a spot to settle for the night.
"Okay, I'm logging out first," Livelywood declared before disconnecting.
Their logout and login schedule had been ticulously arranged by Maylock. He was strict about sticking to the plan, emphasizing that discipline was key to the success of their expedition.
When Toberry tried to negotiate for a bit more ti before logging out, Maylock imdiately shot him a glare. "Go ahead, but we'll leave you behind!"
"Whoa, haha, Maylock, take it easy, I was just joking. Hehe," Toberry said nervously.
Toberry then followed the schedule, logging out when his turn ca. A few hours later, Maylock also logged out of the ga.
Broken perched himself on a sturdy branch of the tree, his legs swinging slowly in rhythm with Ivana, who sat beside him.
"I want to visit Deadbay again after this expedition," she said.
"Do you already miss Deadbay, Ivana?"
Ivana glanced at him with a gentle smile and nodded. "Yes, I miss Deadbay... and Mr. Fokil too."
"We'll go visit him after we're done with this expedition."
"Yes, but you don't need to worry about . I can go on my own; you're busy with so many things, aren't you?"
"Not really," he said. "There are still a lot of things I need to learn from Mr. Fokil about blacksmithing. So maybe we could spend about one or two weeks in Deadbay later."
Ivana nodded softly and then leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder, enjoying the quiet night illuminated only by the moonlight.
Maylock had established a strict titable for when each person should log in and log out, ensuring there was always soone online to accompany the NPCs. This setup was also ant to prevent any unexpected attacks that could occur if they were all offline at the sa ti.
With at least one person keeping watch, they could alert the others to log in quickly and assist if anything happened.
Starfall, who was also a well-known figure, was even willing to dedicate most of her ti to the mission. She made sure that her shooting schedule in real life was relatively free during this expedition. It was evident that she prioritized the ga over her remarkable career
outside of it.
That night, it was Broken's turn to stay awake with the others, keeping watch until everyone else ca back online.
He chatted casually with Ivana for a few hours while keeping an eye on Pawpaw, who seed tireless as he road the forest.
Broken used his Shared Senses skill to monitor Pawpaw, making sure he didn't get into any trouble. Broken had specifically asked Pawpaw to hunt further away from their resting spot, hoping to avoid drawing monsters closer to their location.
The Knights began to drift off to sleep, and soon enough, Ivana dozed off as well, her head resting on his shoulder. Gently, he supported her and leaned her back against the tree, carefully brushing away the strands of hair that had fallen across her face.
"Pawpaw, those monsters are too strong," Broken muttered as he noticed Pawpaw charging into a group of monsters that were clearly higher-level than him. But Pawpaw seed not to hear, continuing his reckless attack.
Broken could only sigh as he watched, shaking his head at the little creature's stubbornness.
When morning arrived, Livelywood was the first to appear. "Good morning, Broken. It's your
turn to log out now."
Broken turned to Ivana. "I'm going to have to leave for a bit, so please look after everyone." Ivana nodded. "Yes, don't worry. I'll protect them with my life," she said confidently.
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