"Help you? Hey, this isn't helping you, Lan En, no."

Lan En smiled and moved closer to Bordon.

In a tavern in a village, two drunken farmers came to provoke a despicable demon hunter, and then had two necks chopped off at once.

"Two farmers, their feet were stained with cow dung and mud, their mouths reeked of cheap homemade wine, and their tongues were tied."

Lan En spread his hands with a helpless expression.

Bordon was stunned.

In his life, he has killed countless people and monsters, and the roads he has traveled and the world he has seen are even more than the five generations of a farmer's family combined.

"Shit!"

And at this moment, a soft whistle sounded in Lan En's brain.

"Please, don't say anything about 'getting rid of my oppression and use'. Look at your skills in the battle just now, Lan En. Precision, speed, and stability. Inside the Bear School's castle, Hainkawehe

, not many novice demon hunters who have gone through complete training can achieve your level!"

"We are also asking in many villages if there are commissions for hunting monsters."

One finger raised.

The young man was startled when he heard this, but then he regained his relaxed demeanor.

A grand rage!

The apprentice pronounced the cause of his death to his teacher carefully and carefully.

Like seeing a god from the scriptures, or some kind of extinct monster, he was surprised by something he had never seen before and never believed in.

The two pairs of cat eyes looked at each other, and Bordon had never felt an emotion so clearly - anger.

The question just now was the last strength of this demon hunter's life.

"What, even if you might die in my hands?"

"You just can't figure it out, right? They're just two farmers digging for food in the fields with cow dung on their feet. They're dirty, rude, and despicable. Why should I have to fight for life and death with you for them?"

"I'm already in hell."

Bordon recalled it without much effort, because it was indeed not that far away in time.

"To be honest, the speed of your progress scares me."

Lan En half-smiled in front of Bordon's eyes, then put all his fingers back into his palms and clenched them into fists.

"For our enemies, our world has always cursed them to hell. But for you, you have been sent down from a heaven."

He once received commissions from nobles in a magnificent palace.

Two fingers raised.

Bordon slowly lowered his head as if he didn't understand.

It is an intelligent voice with a neutral timbre.

It says, "Sir, parsing is complete."

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