Chapter 29

With the experience from before, Catherine's reaction this time was much calmer.

Catherine, who had stood up from the hidden bushes, undoubtedly disturbed the wild boar that was dining. This clumsy wild boar looked at the woman in front of it and let out a low growl in dissatisfaction.

"Grunt..."

The wild boar charged forward. This time, Catherine calmly held her greatsword horizontally in front of her.

"Bang!" A crisp sound echoed.

The wild boar's tusks collided with the greatsword, and with her stable stance, Catherine easily blocked the attack. Then, she forcefully pushed back, and the poor wild boar was easily knocked to the ground.

The wild boar, which had been flipped over, struggled to get back up, but it wasn't that easy. After struggling for a while, it still couldn't stand.

According to Wenlong's past experience, this was the best time to launch an attack. So, without hesitation, Wenlong gave Catherine the order.

"Good job! Now, finish it! Meow!"

Since Wenlong had already tested his dual blades, he didn't bother to act himself and instead gave this opportunity to Catherine. Wenlong believed that Catherine, who had overcome her psychological barrier, should be able to successfully complete this task. Moreover, this was a rare chance for Catherine to practice.

"Okay."

Catherine, as if making a great decision, raised her greatsword high. At this moment, the greatsword made of bones gave off a startling aura.

"Ahahaha!" Catherine shouted.

Then the greatsword fell.

It wasn't a sophisticated move, just a simple swing like a farmer swinging a hoe. The greatsword brought with it a shocking destructive force.

The weight of the greatsword, combined with the strength of Catherine's two-handed swing, fell at an extremely fast speed.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, a large amount of debris and soil flew up, leaving a deep gash in the ground. However, the wild boar, which was still rolling on the ground, was unharmed.

Just as the greatsword fell, the wild boar also rolled, and the greatsword that should have hit it missed in that instant.

The blade of the greatsword almost grazed the wild boar's back, but it only cut off a few bristles without injuring the wild boar at all.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Mr. Cat, I missed," Catherine's flushed face showed her obvious embarrassment.

"Shut up, I saw it, meow."

Wenlong, helpless, supported his forehead and muttered to himself.

"Forget it, I was wrong too. I naively thought that as long as you overcame your psychological barrier, you could reach the level of an average human..."

The greatsword had astonishing destructive power and decent defensive capabilities, but it also had a fatal weakness: a slow attack speed.

Because of its slow attack speed, the greatsword often had difficulty hitting its target. In other words, the greatsword was a heavy weapon that often missed but, when it hit, could either kill or severely wound the target.

As an experienced old hunter, Wenlong could predict the prey's movements based on his experience. In that situation, if it were Wenlong, he could have used the greatsword's three-stage charged attack, which required more preparation time, without fear of losing the target.

So, Wenlong naturally assumed that even a beginner like Catherine, facing a wild boar that was already on the ground and couldn't get up for a while, should not miss the target when using a faster normal attack.

But the result proved that Wenlong's assumption was wrong.

Generally, the three-stage charged attack is the most powerful move in the greatsword's repertoire, requiring the longest preparation time. But that's for experienced hunters like Wenlong.

For beginners, due to their unfamiliarity with the moves and lack of systematic training, even normal attacks often include too many unnecessary actions, slowing down the attack speed. As a result, the time required for a beginner's normal attack is often not shorter than that of an experienced hunter with a charge reduction skill.

And Catherine was clearly such a beginner.

Moreover, Catherine focused all her attention on how to concentrate her strength, neglecting how to hit the target more accurately. These two factors combined, causing her all-out attack to be dodged by the wild boar's roll.

"It seems I was too eager for quick results... I should have taught this woman some basic greatsword attack techniques before this, otherwise, it wouldn't have come to this..."

At this moment, Wenlong couldn't help but regret his decision.

Thinking about this, Wenlong looked into the distance and muttered to himself, "But now... it seems there's no time left, meow."

Because just then, the loud noise from Catherine's powerful strike echoed through the forest, startling the birds into flight. Naturally, it also alarmed a group of wild boars and their leader, the Wild Boar King!

Wenlong originally thought this area was safe enough not to alarm the distant Wild Boar King, but it turned out he was wrong.

Catherine's strike, though it missed the target, produced a noise far beyond Wenlong's expectations. The alarmed Wild Boar King and its subordinates followed the sound to find Wenlong and Catherine.

According to Wenlong's plan, they should have lured a few more wild boars before considering hunting the Wild Boar King, but now that plan was ruined.

"Get ready, woman, I might not be able to protect you in a bit... meow."

Looking at the group of wild boars charging with the Wild Boar King, Wenlong said to Catherine.

At this point, Wenlong's strategy of luring the wild boars one by one had failed, and he had to face a group of eight wild boars head-on.

"Eight wild boars plus the Wild Boar King charging together, even if we manage to take one down, the others will tear us apart with their tusks... This isn't a game... meow."

Wenlong knew that even in the game, a group of wild boars led by the Wild Boar King was not easy to deal with. Moreover, the Wild Boar King was not an ordinary wild boar; its one-ton weight and tusks thicker than a human arm were enough to prove its status as the king of wild boars.

Wenlong even felt that the Wild Boar King's charge was like a rampaging tank!

The current situation made even the experienced Wenlong break out in a cold sweat. As for Catherine, she was so nervous that her speech was stammering.

"Mr. Cat... Mr. Cat, what should we do now?"

"What else can we do? Meow." Wenlong countered.

"Huh?" Catherine was taken aback by Wenlong's counter-question, but then Wenlong shouted loudly.

"Run, of course! Idiot! Meow!"