Instead, he was the one who got angry.

He exploded with incredible speed like a crab running rampant, appearing behind Sai Ke in the blink of an eye, raising the Big Shield high with the intent to crush him into pulp.

At this moment, Spinning Flying Magic Gravel slashed past him, instantly grinding away an extraneous arm, causing him to shift his attention to Jockra.

"Can your Combat Skill precisely target the Monster’s body parts, huh?" Jockra’s lips curled upward; even as the limb-connecting nobles charged at him, he didn’t forget to banter.

"Ha? Why not!"

Sai Ke drew the Straight Sword from his back and with all his might released the Combat Skill a second time, using the [Vacuum Slash]. The Sword Qi formed by the skill flew towards the limb-connecting nobles and successfully hit them in the blink of an eye, achieving the... impressive result of slicing off half of their palm.

"Oh no... out of strength, missed..."

After releasing his trump card "Big Move" twice in succession, he lost some control over the angle of force required for the skill.

It wasn’t just him who was embarrassed; Jockra, too, after releasing several rounds of Spinning Flying Magic Gravel, deviated in controlling direction, almost hitting Sai Ke.

At first glance, these two seemed competent, but after only a few seconds, they revealed their true colors. Ultimately, it’s clear their skills are lacking, struggling to sustain even a few Combat Skills and Magic.

Then, with one large whirlwind maneuver, the limb-connecting nobles sent the weakened pair flying straight off the cliff.

...

Shortly afterward.

Even though they fell from the cliff and enjoyed an epic movie-like spectacle, once they came to their senses, Sai Ke and Jockra began to express their opinions based on the prior battle.

"Without my Magic earlier, how could your Combat Skill hit the Monster?"

At the blessing point of the guide’s beginning, the two ignored White Mask nearby bickering like children, quickly received a blessing, and left.

White Mask, who had been brewing his opening lines for a long time, found himself speechless.

"Are you sure it was the Magic’s credit? Clearly, it was my well-trained body that burst forth with incredible speed, okay."

While arguing, the two passed by Big Tree Guard, completely ignoring the imposing Golden Knight, heading straight for Aire Church.

Just moments ago, Big Tree Guard was about to gallop on a horse, raising his burly arm along with a similarly robust Golden Spear, exuding an unparalleled commanding presence. Had any ordinary person witnessed it, they might have fallen to their knees, shouting "His Excellency is formidable."

However, this ultra-cool action was akin to casting a sideways glance at a blind man for Sai Ke and Jockra; those two guys were completely immersed in their own world, seemingly unaware of Big Tree Guard’s existence.

It was the first time Big Tree Guard encountered such unconventional people, momentarily forgetting to attack, and while lost in thought, the two entered Aire Church.

"Moreover, without my Lion Slash, how could your Magic possibly hit the Monster?"

The two glanced at the festively dressed merchant Curry, didn’t buy anything, and left directly; Jockra even attempted to touch Curry’s donkey but narrowly avoided getting kicked to death.

"My Magic can automatically track; who wants a Combat Skill that deviates so much?"

"Then how do you explain almost hitting me earlier?"

"That’s different; the Monster’s positioning caused a target recognition error in the Magic!"

"Tch, nonsense, isn’t it just because the Magic isn’t great."

The two kept arguing until they obtained the Spiritual Horse Torret, finally stopping.

It’s not that they reconciled; rather, the soldiers ahead of the checkpoint wouldn’t tolerate them. Accompanied by the sound of horns, a swarm of Grick Soldiers rushed forward, chopping the two into meat paste.

"A draw, should we call that a draw earlier, okay?"

Revived, the two finally gained clarity, marking a celebratory truce.

Faced with the monster-laden checkpoint ahead, their response was–

"No way, I can’t beat it..."

Sai Ke weakly spoke after repeatedly failing to challenge three or four times, his equipment nearly hacked to pieces.

Though unwilling, it’s an undeniable fact that his Combat Skills can’t get past the checkpoint in such circumstances.

"In the end, it’s up to me." Jockra confidently waved his Magic Wand, forming a Mage’s Hand in the air.

Then Mage’s Hand grabbed a bunch of Enemy Attraction Skulls, flew back and forth, enticing all the Grick Soldiers away, allowing the two to seize the moment to ride the Spiritual Horse and slip past the checkpoint smoothly.

"How’s that? Magic is powerful, right?" Jockra said smugly.

"Shouldn’t we be thanking the Enemy Attraction Skull..." Sai Ke grumbled yet conceded that it was the Mage’s Hand flying around, drawing soldiers out and pulling them around, ultimately giving them the chance to progress.

They finally achieved something, Jockra’s quirky hair gleefully perked up, flicking with Torret’s motions.

Sai Ke was racking his brain for ideas to surpass the other, yet at this moment, a resonant wolf howl echoed, and a large group of wild wolves descended from above.

"Run!"

The two promptly urged their horses to flee; with so many wild wolves around, enduring a group assault was impossible.

However, Torret’s usage time had expired.

The Spiritual Horse dissipated into particles, causing them to tumble and roll several times, and though a shabby house was nearby, the wild wolves pounced on them before they made it inside.

Jockra swung her Magic Wand, realizing then she had overly extended Mage’s Hand earlier, causing her Magic Power to not yet recover, making it impossible to cast many spells—this was a deadlock!

A wild wolf lunged at her, and she was about to scream when a flash of sword light slammed the wolf hard into the ground.

"Phew..." Sai Ke, already battered head to toe, yanked the Great Sword from the wolf’s side, wiping the blood from his forehead, said, "In times like these, it’s all about physical skills."

Jockra pouted, her eyes glistening.

Due to his lack of stamina, Sai Ke couldn’t rely on Big Moves and had to rely on simple Combat Skills he honed, like wrapping wind around his sword for acceleration, enhancing vision, and so forth—plain and humble, incapable of decisive victory in battle.

Soon enough, he couldn’t hold out amidst the wolf pack’s siege, kneeling with his sword braced.

Yet, despite his pitiful state, he passionately shouted, "Damn it, my Combat Skills won’t lose to mere beasts!"

The largest White Wolf came charging with jaws wide open, seemingly about to crush his head.

"Boom—"

Just then, a spiraling storm unexpectedly surged from behind Sai Ke, blowing the White Wolf away.

This was the Combat Skill [Storm Blade]!

"I appreciate your words."

A bulky figure clad in Heavy Armor suddenly appeared behind them, seemingly having been there all along yet only now intervening.

On the Heavy Armor, the sculpted beast horde appeared lifelike, as if issuing a roar to the crowd—merely a glance revealed this person must be strong.

Moreover, a kingly potential seemed to be lurking within, as the beasts were naturally drawn to a king.

"I, Benar, am here to lend you a hand."