Guy looked a bit gloomy. As an experienced hunter, he could tell that the Bronze Wild Boar had been completely infuriated from its roar. Even he had to stay away from a berserk Bronze Wild Boar in this kind of terrain.
As a third-level knight, he had always maintained a strong body and a cautious attitude even though he was almost 50 years old. He had never made a mistake in his 20 years of mercenary career.
However, he really didn't want anything to happen to the little half-elf girl today. Maybe it was because she was too cute when she looked up at the magic crystal, or maybe it was because his granddaughter had a good half-elf friend in school. They were about the same age, so they should grow up happily.
Therefore, even though he might be in danger and become the bronze-skinned wild boar's new target, he still wanted to go up and take a look. Maybe there was still a glimmer of hope.
"That kid is so unreliable. How dare he bring his own daughter to this kind of place!" Guy was so angry that he quickened his pace. It sounded like he was getting closer. The veins on his hand that was holding the black javelin were bulging. The bottom of the hill was the most disadvantageous place to deal with the bronze-skinned wild boar. He only had one chance. If he couldn't hit the fatal spot, his 20 years of mercenary career would be over. No one could outrun a berserk bronze-skinned wild boar on a downhill hill.
With a press of his hand, Guy nimbly jumped onto a rock and took a step forward with his left foot. His right hand and body that was holding the javelin bent backwards like a flexible longbow, and almost instantly, he was in the best position to throw the javelin.
Momentum, power, accuracy! All of them were concentrated on the javelin. He only had one chance!
Then, he saw something that he would never forget for the rest of his life.
The little half-elf girl in a black dress was standing on a charred rock. She threw a fireball at the bronze-skinned wild boar that was charging at her.
The blue-purple fireball was only the size of a child's fist. Compared to the wild boar that was speeding up, it was like a bubble that a child spat out. It didn't look threatening at all.
Meg, who was standing there with a sword in his hand, was also stunned. He didn't move at all and didn't know how to dodge.
Then, the small fireball landed on the bronze-skinned wild boar's head.
"Boom!"
With a loud explosion, the fist-sized fireball suddenly exploded. At the same time, the bluish-purple flames exploded, instantly wrapping around the Bronze Wild Boar. The loud sound and the resulting shockwave caused the ground to sink by more than ten centimeters, causing the ground to shake.
The charging Bronze Wild Boar seemed to have been hit in the face by a heavy hammer. Its body stopped almost instantly, and its ferocious head was blown out of shape.
The purplish-blue flames swept past, and the black fur on his body, which was as thick as a pinky finger, was all set ablaze. The bronze pigskin that had a metallic luster turned golden-red in an instant, as if it had been melted.
After a moment of silence, the Bronze Wild Boar let out an extremely tragic cry. Its entire body was on fire, and it madly turned around and ran up the mountain.
However, it only ran for a few dozen meters before collapsing to the ground. After twitching a few times, it stopped breathing completely. The air was filled with the aroma of roasted pig.
"This … This … How is this possible?! A four-year-old third-level magician?! " Guy had witnessed everything with his own eyes, and his lips were trembling. His shock was indescribable.
It wasn't that he hadn't seen more powerful magic casters before, but this little half-elf girl was simply too young. If news of a four-year-old third-level magic caster were to spread, the entire Norland Continent would be in an uproar!
The last prodigy magic caster to shake the entire continent was Princess Irina of the elven race. She was born with an affinity for magic, and became a first-level magic caster at the age of three. When she was five, she was already a third-level magic caster. After that, she became a 10th-tier great magic caster at the age of 26. Her aptitude was unmatched among the younger generation, and she dominated the entire world.
With the elven race's lifespan of at least 800 years, no one knew what heights she would reach in the future. Even the elven queen had taken over 40 years to become a 10th-tier great magic caster.
However, this little half-elf girl was already able to easily cast a spell that was comparable to the full-force attack of a 3rd-tier magic caster. Her aptitude was perhaps even greater than that of the elven princess.
She was bound to become a dazzling star in the magic world. Perhaps she could even reach the same heights as the elven princess, and become an unprecedented half-elf great magic caster.
"Looks like I was overthinking things. They came prepared. It's just that the little girl was the one protecting them …" Guy glanced at the golden-brown roasted copper boar, and sheathed his javelin with an awkward expression.
"Do they have to be so cruel?!" Before the explosion occurred, Mag had already retreated a few meters with the system's warning, but he was still almost thrown into the hot spring by the shockwave. He was also dumbstruck as he stared at the bronze wild boar that had already turned into a golden roast pig.
He had always known that Amy was a prodigy. Otherwise, the two great magic casters, Crassus and Julian, wouldn't have fought over Amy as their disciple.
However, when did the cute little fireball in Amy's hand become so powerful? Although it had burned Sargeras and Crassus, it was only burning. However, the fireball that had just exploded was no less powerful than a small artillery shell.
"System, what you said about the 100% survival rate makes a lot of sense. It was a wise decision to bring Amy along. Thank goodness I didn't buy your equipment," Meg said in his heart.
"If you buy the system's equipment, the system will give you a life accident insurance policy. If something happens to the host, the system will also compensate your family generously," the system retorted.
"Should I be happy?" Meg couldn't help but roll his eyes internally. He stabbed his longsword into the ground, walked over to the large rock, and opened his arms to Amy with a smile. "Amy, you're the best. You've helped Father a lot today. Come on down."
"But …" Amy looked at Meg's blood-stained right hand, and worriedly said, "Father, your hand must be hurting, right? Stupid pig, it made you bleed, so I roasted it. That way, it wouldn't run around. "
"Father is fine. It's just a small wound. It doesn't hurt." Meg looked at Amy's worried expression, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He shook his head with a smile, and pulled out a gray handkerchief from his pocket before wrapping it around his right hand. It was just a small wound, so it really wasn't a big deal. He reached out and carried both Amy and Ugly Duckling down.
"Then let me blow on it for you. It won't hurt anymore after I blow on it." Amy was still worried, and she gently blew on his hand with an adorable expression on her face.
"Mm-hm, it really didn't hurt anymore." Meg nodded with an elated expression. He stroked Amy's hair with his left hand with a smile before turning to Guy, who was standing nearby.
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