In the autumn forest, you can see two trees on the top of the mountain, one with Gennaro and the other with Deborah.

Under the tree, a dozen or so wild boars were humming non-stop around the two trees, and they were arching around to eat the roots of the plants under the soil, while waiting for the two hateful guys on the tree to come down.

These wild boars are not small. The adult wild boars weigh eight to nine hundred kilograms, and the fangs around their mouths are as thick as Deborah's wrists.

Gennaro in the tree looked at the wild boars below who seemed to be camping and guarding him, and wanted to cry a little.

After leaving the town of Jare, Gennaro took on a quest in another town to the north, where a merchant needed five fresh boar hides.

Full of confidence, Gennaro set off with the longsword that Charles had lent him, and Deborah with the magic wand also borrowed from Charles.

Then they were driven to the tree by a large herd of wild boars.

Fortunately, the big trees here don't know how many years they have grown, and the trunks that can only be surrounded by a few people are not something that wild boars can handle, which gives these two cute newcomers a chance to breathe.

The sun was slowly sinking to the west, and Gennaro said to Deborah in the tree next door: "We can only escape at night when they are asleep."

Deborah, who was sitting on the stout branch, asked dejectedly, "I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

Gennaro shook his head, sighed and said, "The backpack has fallen, and the food is gone."

When he first set off, he said that he had good physical strength, so he was carrying dry food and other supplies. As a result, the backpack was slashed by a wild boar's tusk just now, and everything inside fell out.

Deborah could only sigh at the withered leaves on the branches, which were not even allowed to eat at this time of year.

Gennaro was also very depressed. Obviously everything was planned. When the wild boar rushed up, he stabbed the wild boar with a sword and stabbed the wild boar to death. That's what his father did.

It's just that several wild boars rushed over at once today, and he panicked and stabbed the nostril of the wild boar at the front.

Wild boars are very smart. They know who the enemy is and whether the other party is a persimmon. They surrounded the two guys for revenge.

When the sunset appeared over the mountains in the west, Charles' voice suddenly came: "It seems that your situation is not very good."

Gennaro's face suddenly became embarrassed. He released ruthless words early in the morning, and this mission used Charles' brand. If he can't take out enough wild boar skins to hand in the mission at noon tomorrow, then Charles will. Penalized by the Adventurer's Guild.

Charles had made himself known to them, and Gennaro felt that he would be hung from a tree and beaten if he screwed up his vote.

Charles stood on the branch of another big tree and said while nibbling on the roast chicken leg: "I said, don't you want to stay here and wait for the wild boars to fall asleep, the wild boars will have sentries standing guard at night. Oh."

Gennaro sat on the branch and thought, to see if there was a way to break the game.

At this time Charles asked: "Gnaro, do you know why you failed today?"

Gennaro looked at Charles and said, "Because my strength is not enough."

Charles threw the leftover chicken bones under the tree, and then asked, "What do you say you are not strong enough in?"

Gennaro thought for a moment and said, "My strength is not enough..."

"Wrong." Charles shook his head and said, "A person's strength consists of two parts: hard power and soft power. Your hard power is enough to complete this task, but your soft power is much worse."

Gennaro thought about what Charles said with a puzzled look on his face.

At this time, Charles looked at Deborah and said, "You have talent, but you haven't studied systematically, so you're basically doing a disservice today."

Deborah's face turned red. Today, she wanted to help by releasing a fireball to fry the wild boar, but she almost blew up Genaro.

Charles took out another chicken leg and continued to eat, and said, "If you want to become stronger and complete this mission by yourself, you won't be hanged and beaten by me because the mission fails. I can teach you."

"It's just that there's something wrong with my teaching method. After all, I haven't taught anyone very much."

"I'll give you some time to think about it, until I finish eating the drumsticks."

"Really?" Gennaro looked at Charles in surprise. Knowledge is precious these days, no matter what kind of knowledge it is.

Charles said helplessly: "After all, you were instigated by me to run away from home, at least your family thought so. If you died outside, I would be in a lot of trouble."

Deborah looked at Charles suspiciously, and then at Gennaro, a little unable to understand what Charles said.

Gennaro didn't tell Deborah his identity, and Deborah thought he was just an adventurer or a child of a caravan **** family.

Now that Deborah knew that Charles was a local tyrant, the family who could cause trouble for such a lord would definitely not be easy at home.

At this time, Gennaro said solemnly to Charles: "Please teach us how to defeat these wild boars."

Charles looked at Deborah and asked, "How about you, do you want to be together?"

Deborah nodded, then stood up from the tree trunk.

The tree trunks where they avoided the wild boar were three or four stories high from the ground, and the "hum" sound of the wild boar could be clearly heard below.

Charles was also satisfied with them, that although they escaped, they did not throw away their weapons.

He said, "Take your weapons, and I will teach you how to defeat the enemy in front of you."

Then he threw away the second chicken thigh bone in his hand, which happened to hit the head of the wild boar whose nose was stabbed by Gennaro.

The leader of the wild boar looked up at the tree, and found that his enemy fell from the tree.

Gennaro landed first, and this height was nothing to him.

When he raised his head to scold Charles, Deborah was kicked off the branch and flew towards her.

Gennaro, who had caught Deborah, had no time to scold Charles, because the wild boars had already spotted them.

Relying on the wind wing and sneak attack, Charles, who kicked the two off the branch, stood where Deborah stood just now, took out a boiled egg and ate it.

"You pit me!" Gennaro's roar made it impossible to tell that he didn't eat lunch and dinner today.

"I curse you to never get a wife!" Deborah screamed as she followed behind Gennaro.

The vengeful boars have continued to pursue their foes under the leadership of their leader.

The wild boars had just had a full meal and rested for a long time, and their enemies were hungry, not to mention that they were better at running in the forest, and the distance between the two sides was very close soon.

Gennaro tried to throw Deborah up the tree again, but with a thud, an arrow stuck in the trunk.

Charles with the bow said behind them: "Don't keep thinking about running away, turn around and fight your enemies to the death?"

"Think about your father, think about your uncle, think about your grandpa, what would they think if they knew you were being chased by a pack of wild boars!"

Charles followed them for a day today~lightnovelpub.net~ and saw the problem with Gennaro.

This kid's martial skills are enough to deal with these wild boars, but he lacks experience and courage, and his mental state is not good.

Gennaro panicked at the first strike. The sword that was supposed to stab the wild boar was deformed because of his fear, and its strength was greatly reduced. As a result, only the nose of the wild boar was stabbed.

This is the same reason that athletes in competitive sports such as football and basketball perform well in training, but perform poorly on the field.

This may be because he used to live under the protection of his father, and a sister who is more talented than him suppresses him, which makes his mentality a bit problematic.

What Charles has to do now is to arouse the ruthlessness in his heart.

Gennaro ignored Charles' voice and continued to pull Deborah towards the sunset.

Charles felt that the heat was not enough, so he controlled the strength of the bow and arrow and shot a few more arrows at the boar's butt.