The edge of the great sword was getting closer, and from this distance, Mu’en realized that the Scar-faced Man wasn’t using the blade, but rather the back of the sword, just like Mu’en had dealt with An before.
He had just been punched hard by me, and now he only wants to knock me out?
He’s so gentle… no, this isn’t the time to think about that. If this continues, I really will be knocked out and forced to become the wife of that bear-like creature (male)!
I don’t want that kind of thing!
But just when Mu’en was racking his brains with no solution in sight, he suddenly heard a gentle chant that nearly brought tears to his eyes.
“Kind Mother Earth, please grant me…”
A yellowish light enveloped him, and the back of the steel sword struck down, making only a muffled thud, but it couldn’t shake him at all.
“What is—”
The Scar-faced Man’s cheeks twitched as he looked up at the young girl he had been ignoring.
“Are you going to interfere with my good fortune?”
“That’s the price of ignoring a magician.”
The girl waved her wand lightly, a teasing smile at the corner of her mouth.
“Besides, I don’t think forcing a young man… is a good thing.”
“Damn it.”
The Scar-faced Man couldn’t help but grit his teeth.
If I had known, I would have dealt with this woman first!
“You guys, go take care of that little girl!”
The Scar-faced Man ordered his subordinates.
But no one responded.
Turning back in horror, he discovered that several of his bandit lackeys had already collapsed on the ground, fast asleep.
“You can’t possibly think I’m as foolish as you.”
The girl winked playfully.
“Not speaking nonsense is a requisite quality of an excellent magician.”
“Thanks a lot!”
Mu’en laughed heartily, feeling like he had just been rescued from a dire situation, and he almost wanted to lift the girl up and give her a big kiss.
But he didn’t let this opportunity slip, taking advantage of the Scar-faced Man’s helpless rage to deliver another uppercut directly to his jaw.
“Defense enhancement.”
“Speed enhancement.”
“Battle Aura recovery enhancement.”
“Reaction enhancement.”
“…”
Just as the Scar-faced Man was forced back a few steps, over a dozen enhancement buffs were immediately cast on Mu’en. In an instant, Mu’en was like the most dazzling figure in a nightclub dance floor, emanating a brilliant array of colors.
“I feel full of energy.”
Mu’en clenched his fist, the excitement in his eyes almost uncontrollable.
Is this the thrill of having a top-tier support? With this assistance, even a dog could go on a rampage!
With such support, who cares about that gay man?
“Haha, let’s continue!”
Suddenly filled with an illusion of invincibility, Mu’en rushed toward the Scar-faced Man, wielding the great sword and shouting loudly.
The Scar-faced Man raised his knife to defend, trying to find an opportunity to counterattack.
But Mu’en wouldn’t give him the chance, his moves were fierce and bold, giving an impression of being unpredictable.
—in short, it was aimless flailing.
Although there was no particular technique, as the saying goes, a wild flail can defeat a master, and under the influence of various powerful buffs, he was actually forcing the Scar-faced Man to retreat step by step.
“Is this it? Is this it? Is this it?”
You want to capture this young master and make him your wife? What are you thinking, have you woken up yet? Why don’t you take a piss and look at yourself? Do you think you deserve even a single hair from the handsome and invincible Mu’en Campbell? Huh?
“…”
As he saw the green light in Mu’en’s eyes, becoming more and more vigorous in his attacks, the Scar-faced Man suddenly had a moment of doubt about his own orientation.
He liked the deviant.
But was this yellow-haired naked man… too deviant?
In this situation, who’s really the bandit bully trying to force a young man?
“Damn it, this time you win.”
Seeing the situation turn bad, the Scar-faced Man decisively decided to retreat.
He quickly abandoned his subordinates and fled.
“Wait, I’ll be back, beautiful. Mu’en Campbell, right? I’ll remember that name!”
The Scar-faced Man turned back to throw out a harsh word before disappearing into the dense woods.
“Hey, wait a minute.”
Mu’en’s outstretched hand froze in place.
“Why is he running so fast?”
Watching the Scar-faced Man’s figure disappear in the blink of an eye, Mu’en scratched his cheek, unsure if he should chase after him.
“I advise you to give up on the idea of chasing him.”
The girl had somehow appeared beside Mu’en.
“Hey, why? Isn’t this the perfect time to take advantage of his weakness?” Mu’en expressed his confusion, not wanting a male companion eyeing his body.
“Three.”
The girl didn’t answer but just pronounced a number.
“Two.”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“One.”
Just as her voice fell.
Mu’en’s pupils suddenly constricted.
His body felt as if all its strength had been drained away and collapsed to the ground, an overwhelming sense of exhaustion crashing down on him like a tsunami.
“This, this is…”
“Enhancement magic can boost combat power and mask pain, but stamina and body are still yours. Using it like that will obviously wear your body out,” the girl explained matter-of-factly.
“So that’s how it is.”
Mu’en sighed in relief, giving up his struggles and lying back on the ground.
“I thought someone had poisoned me again?”
“Why do you think someone would poison you the first time they meet you?”
The girl tilted her head, puzzled.
“Haha, that’s a long story.”
Mu’en laughed and didn’t elaborate further.
“…”
“…”
The two maintained an eerie silence.
After a moment, Mu’en couldn’t stand the cold atmosphere any longer and tentatively spoke up:
“Um… this beautiful lady?”
“Mm?”
“Although it might be a bit abrupt, could you help me get some clothes from those bandits? I’m suddenly feeling a bit cold.” Having been without clothes for several days, Mu’en said.
“Not gonna happen.” The girl rejected decisively.
“Why?”
Mu’en widened his eyes, “Is that too difficult?”
“Not difficult.”
The girl turned her face away: “But my mom told me when I was little not to get close to deviants.”
“I’m not a deviant! Why can’t you get close to me?”
“Out here in the wilderness, wandering around completely naked, what else would you call it if not deviant?”
“There’s a reason for that, it’s because an evil woman stole my clothes!”
“Exposure in the wild? You city folks play really rough.” The girl subtly took a few steps back: “Not good, I think I can’t get close to you now, I might get pregnant. I have a lover, what if you defile me, what should I do, boohoo.”
“The one spewing out such things is the one in trouble, okay!”
Mu’en tearfully protested.
But just as he was about to say something, his vision darkened as a beast skin skirt was thrown over his face.
“Thank you.”
Mu’en struggled to stand up and wrapped the beast skin skirt around his waist.
“Eh?”
Mu’en looked down at his current appearance, unable to resist stroking his chin.
While it did cover the essentials, something felt a bit off.
It seemed a bit like… a naked apron?
No, no, no, it must be my illusion. A beast skin skirt and an apron are two different things.
Besides, those bandits were clearly smaller in size; he couldn’t wear their clothes, so this would have to do for now.
“In any case…”
Convinced he had cleared himself of deviant suspicions, Mu’en reached out his hand toward the girl and smiled:
“Let me introduce myself first. My name is Mu’en, and for now… I’m just an unemployed wanderer.”
“My name is Eluka.”
After staring at Mu’en’s hand for a while, the girl, oh no, the lady, confirmed it wouldn’t carry any deviant aura and finally extended her hand to shake.
“Former adventurer, now a newlywed, currently in intensive training.”
