Chapter Twenty-Three: Shot Dead

  Bang!

  Pots, who couldn't understand why his actions were so secretive yet still known by Dean in front of him, was greatly shocked and flustered. When the arrow arrived in front of him, he instinctively swung his sword to defend himself.

  Able to cut down the arrows shot by the crossbow, a longbow's arrow was naturally not a problem for Pochi; as the long sword swung, the arrow was cut off and fell, but the snow bear behind Pochi raised its own paw.

  Ouch!

  The bear's paw swung out, and even Dean, who was in the tree, seemed to feel the wind pressure, slightly lowering his body; let alone Pots, who faced such an attack head-on!

  Although he rolled on the ground at first, Pots' helmet slowed down his movement - unlike other knights who wore leather armor, as a knight captain with real knight power, Pots wore half-body steel plate armor that was not only sturdy and solid but also looked majestic.

  However, at this time, the magnificent half-body armor of the knight became Potts' greatest burden.

  Bang!

  Mixed with the ear-piercing metallic twisting sound, Pochi opened up his unique power 【Power Burst】, and was swatted by the bear's paw to a side. His body flew out in response, drawing an arc before rolling over repeatedly on the snowy ground, bringing out a long, eye-searing streak of red, finally coming to rest motionless on the snowy ground.

  Whoosh!

  It was almost at the same time that Sir Fechal, the commander of the Knights, was knocked flying by the Snow Bear, that Ye Qi's arrow shot out; however, the target wasn't Potz who had fallen to the ground, but rather the Snow Bear that he had lured over - no mistake, when Ye Qi set up this 'stage', the 'actors' participating in the performance, he hadn't wanted to let any of them go.

  Whether it's a member of the Ficharlun Knights or the Snow Bear in front of you.

  If the former is evil and deserves to die, then the latter is not much different - in the memories of the previous life, about half a month later, this snow bear will go crazy and rush into a village under the jurisdiction of Tiel, slaughtering more than half of the village before leaving.

  This is not the first time they have done so.

  According to local residents of Tieling, this is already the fourth time in ten years that they have done so.

  Obviously, the salty taste of human flesh made the other party irresistible; otherwise, Dean's seduction would not have been so smooth.

  Bang!

  The arrow on the longbow accurately hit the snow bear, but the thick fur and fat made such an attack negligible, only the arrowhead pierced in, most of the arrow was outside, and with the movement of the snow bear, this 'hanging' arrow soon fell off.

  However, this was enough to attract the attention of this bloodthirsty snow bear.

  Roar!

  With a roar, the snow bear twisted its massive body and charged towards the large tree where Dein was.

  Bang!

  In the impact of the massive body and the tree trunk, the big tree that was thick enough fell down with a "creak" sound, heavily hitting the snowy ground, raising countless snow dust, making the surrounding area white; then, there was another loud roar, and the snow bear was undoubtedly declaring its position as the overlord of this forest.

  And what greeted it was Dean's arrowhead

  Unlike the previous longbow arrows, before this snow bear hit the tree, Dean had already climbed up another big tree with a rope and picked up his crossbow that had just been strung, then pulled the trigger.

  Whoosh!

  With a force several times stronger than that of a longbow, the crossbow bolt had sunk about a quarter of its length into the snow bear's neck.

  Roar!

  Another loud roar, but this time it contained pain and... anger!

  Bang, bang, bang......

  Enraged, the snow bear thoroughly entered a frenzied state, crazily colliding with the large tree where Dean was, one by one the large trees fell in such collisions, while Dean relied on the rope's power to dodge the snow bear's attacks again and again.

  From the polar bear's furious frenzy to its exhausted panting.

  Of course, the poison on the crossbow bolts also took effect over time.

  Dean, who had been dodging on the tree with a rope all along, also stopped his escape and the longbow on his back reappeared in his hand.

  The well-crafted arrow was aimed at the eyes of the snow bear... whose movements had slowed down by more than half due to fatigue and the effects of the poison.

  The bowstring, made from cow tendon and deer tendon that had been soaked in medicine more than ten times, was slowly drawn open under Dean's forceful arms. With a rhythmic breathing, the bowstring formed a full moon shape as it was loaded with an arrow.

  Whoosh!

  Dien suddenly released his right thumb, index finger and middle finger in the next moment. The arrow shot out like a meteor, as if it had been practiced thousands of times, and pierced into the snow bear's eyes with precision.

  Roar!

  The already exhausted Snow Bear let out another earth-shaking roar, and then once again launched a frenzied attack on Dein - it was precisely this kind of berserk state after being injured that made the Snow Bear an existence that made all the knights change color!

  If a normal Snow Bear is only slightly stronger than the Knights, then once it enters a frenzied state, it far surpasses them - to deal with a frenzied Snow Bear, you'd need three to five Knights working together, or else there's no chance of winning.

  Of course, these three to five knights joining forces are not going for a hard fight; but rather like Dean at this moment, using skillful tactics to battle Snow Bear, directly aiming to exhaust the last bit of their opponent's strength!

  Undoubtedly, Dean, who was well-prepared, did an excellent job - those ropes played a crucial role at this time, and each swing allowed Dean to maintain a safe distance from the ferocious snow bear, while the difference between the tree top and the ground made this safe distance even more reliable.

  The poison on the arrowhead gave victory its final destination.

  When it comes to using poison, Dean, who was once an assassin and a killer, has no shame at all. He only needs to complete his mission more quickly and safely, rather than adhering to the so-called "knight's honor", even if he was once a knight; after all, the destruction of the Emerald Kingdom and eleven years of fleeing were enough to change anyone.

  Dean is no exception either.

  Although he has now returned to his youth, Dean does not intend to make any changes; what he needs is compensation, rather than so-called change.

  Whoosh!

  Another arrow dripping with poison shot down from the tree, re-entering the exhausted Snow Bear, struggling to dodge, but its massive, clumsy body made it hard to truly evade in a state of declining physical strength; slightly off target, Dean's arrow pierced through the corner of the Snow Bear's eye.

  This time, the Snow Bear let out that roar once again, but it did not enter a frenzied state once more.

  After all, even a polar bear's physical strength is limited, no matter how angry it is spiritually, without sufficient physical strength to support it, it can only be a mere show of force.

  Plop!

  Finally, the polar bear's body swayed several times before falling to the snowy ground, stirring up a large patch of snowflakes.

  Remote weapon (bow/crossbow) +1

  A new piece of information appeared in the data that only Dean could see - apparently, when facing a powerful opponent, skill proficiency was easier to obtain.

  Of course, you can also gain more experience

  【XP+40】

  A white light ball the size of a pigeon egg flew straight into Dean's body - in an instant, all the experience points he had invested before returned.

  The forty-point experience was almost identical to Dean's prediction.

  If they were evenly matched, facing the Snow Bear should be worth around 30 to 35 experience points. Now he was far weaker than his opponent, and even with all sorts of arrangements and tools, becoming the final victor would still normally yield an additional quarter to a third more experience points.

  But this is clearly not Dean's ultimate gain ——

  His bow and arrow were aimed at Potts who was crouching in the snow.

  The commander of the Fichsler Knights, who was obviously skilled in disguise, not only held his breath but also used the ice and snow to stop his blood from flowing out, thus delaying time to look for an opportunity to give him a fatal counterattack.

  Such a plan is neither ingenious nor rough, but just an instinctive reaction.

  However, it is precisely this instinctive reaction that makes everything complicated; because people who follow their instincts do not consider the so-called consequences.

  To put it simply, even if I die, I'll drag someone down with me!

  When your long sword pierces the enemy's chest, you will suddenly find that there is also a dagger in your own abdomen; such an example of a fatal blow, taking away the opponent's life, Dean has seen too many, too many - during his time as an assassin and killer, most of the people he encountered were like this.

  So Dean would never believe someone who looked like they were about to die at face value; unless... the corresponding experience points floated out of his body.

  PS: The second update will be slightly later.