Thank you for your help, sir. We would have been in grave danger if it wasn't for you. "
The noblewoman did her best not to reveal anything on her face, and gave a standard noble bow to the middle-aged man who was dressed a little sloppily.
When the two female guards saw each other, they revealed nervous expressions at the same time. Cold sweat seeped out of their foreheads, and their sword-wielding hands trembled imperceptibly. Their bodies subconsciously stood in front of their masters to protect them.
Unlike the noblewoman who had guessed Mufasa's identity, both of them were unaware that Mufasa had killed a baron. The only reason they were behaving like that was because the pressure Mufasa was exerting on them was simply too great!
Auras were vague and unfathomable, but at least they existed in this world.
It was a common sight among the average champions of this world.
While the Players would gain a certain level of aura by repeatedly defeating their enemies and leveling up unknowingly, the simple way to improve their strength made the refinement of their auras crude and hard to notice.
Moreover, the Players basically trained in multiple paths of skills, which was why their auras were not pure. At most, it would give others the impression that they had a mysterious presence.
That was why the first reaction of the champions of this world when they saw the Players who were close to them was that they were noobs, and their auras were so powerful that they could take on ten of them. It was only when they really fought that they would realize, 'What the hell, I've been tricked! That guy with no aura is actually so strong! 'and then be turned into EXP by the Players …
Only Players like Mufasa were different.
Either due to the flaws in their class or their own personality, they would give up on skills from other paths and focus on a single one.
Without skills from other paths to complement them, they would have to fight in completely different environments and conditions, which was why they would keep honing and improving their skills. In the end, they would become like swordmasters of the past, having their own unique understanding of swordsmanship and skills, as well as a powerful aura that was forged through thousands of tempers between life and death and was much more solid than other Players. Even non-believers of the God of Games who had taken the same path as them could feel it.
At that very moment, the two maids had a certain level of mastery in swordsmanship, which was why they sharply sensed Mufasa's aura. His scalp went numb, and his body began to slow down as if he had fallen into an ice cave. It was a sense of danger similar to when an animal was targeted by a predator at the top of the food chain. It was a warning from his biological instinct.
They even felt that the pressure they felt from Mufasa was far stronger than when the human-headed fish monster was staring at them.
That was the truth.
When facing the human-faced fish monster, no matter how fast it attacked, they were confident that they could react in time. At the very least, they wouldn't end up like the soldiers in the hunting ground and be eaten for no reason.
But when they faced Mufasa, their years of experience in swordsmanship told them that they would die the moment they drew their swords and stabbed their foes.
Naturally, Mufasa was not aware of that. He did not even know how powerful his own presence was, and simply felt that the nobles' maids were too cowardly. They had clearly cleared out the corpsefish, and yet they were so scared.
"No need to thank me. It's nothing."
Mufasa thought, and the corpsefish's EXP is surprisingly high.
"What do you plan to do next, sir?" The noblewoman tried to get information out of him.
Mufasa, on the other hand, assumed that the noblewoman was frightened by the corpsefish, which was why he was trying to find out if his group could escort them back.
"Where are you from?" He hence asked to see if they were heading in the same direction.
'Are you going to tell us where we're going based on where our home is?' The noblewoman immediately felt that if she revealed their true identity, Mufasa would hold them hostage to threaten Mayor Corinth of Lancaster.
After all, it wouldn't be too much for someone who dared to assassinate a baron in Lancaster and escape unscathed.
"I'm from the Miel family of Codo Bosra."
The noblewoman decided after a moment's thought and revealed her maiden name.
That way, she wasn't lying, and Mufasa wouldn't notice anything even if he had a sacred item that could detect lies. Moreover, it wasn't out of the question if he wanted to kidnap them to Codo Bosra for some ransom, and it didn't matter if she was raped in the process as long as her daughter Gwendolyn was fine.
"Codo Bosra? … Not in the same direction. "Mufasa scratched his head.
Heading from the hunting grounds to Codo Bosra and the Seira Marshes were two completely opposite directions. According to Mufasa's previous experience, the Wild Boss at the Seira Marshes would have died before he could turn around if he sent them to Codo Bosra first …
After all, unlike dungeon Bosses that the God of Games prepared that could respawn endlessly, Wild Bosses were usually one-of-a-kind and gone after they were killed. At the same time, Wild Bosses were acknowledged by the Players to have the richest drops, and the only Legendary weapon 'Giant's Toe' was dropped after the Players defeated the Wild Boss, the Barren Giant.
"Then … should we go on our own?" The noblewoman asked carefully, holding back her excitement.
Be that as it may, her ever-changing expression made Mufasa misunderstand that she was actually afraid.
It wasn't hard to understand since the swamp fishmen were still rampaging around them, just as the corpsefish that popped out of nowhere would keep showing up.
After thinking about it for a long time, Mufasa made up his mind.
"Simba, the three of you will escort them back to the prefectural city of Codo Bosra. I'll go to the Seira Marshes alone."
After all, he had noticed in the battle just now that Simba and the other two had just become Players and were still weak.
With him holding the rear, the three of them had almost died against a single corpsefish. If they went to the Seira Marshes, the Boss might kill them a few times over, and if some unwitting Cleric Player revived them when they didn't have enough EXP, they would really die if they died again …
With that in mind, he decided to have the three of them accompany the noblewoman to Codo Bosra as a form of protection.
"Eh? Are you sure you can do it, uncle? "Simba asked worriedly." Wouldn't you be at a disadvantage if you run into a swarm of swamp fishmen without an AoE skill? "
After becoming Players, they had learned a little about Kengyoku, knowing that most of its skills were used in one-on-one fights, and that it was only in one-on-one situations that it could unleash its full power.
"I'm fine even if you can't do it! Did you think that I've been farming dungeons solo for so long without a party? I'm used to fighting dozens of them! "
"Why does it sound so sad when you're clearly bragging …"
Be that as it may, Simba and the others eventually agreed to Mufasa's request and parted ways with him at the hunting grounds. The noblewoman, who wanted to refuse but did not know what to say, headed for the prefectural city of Codo Bosra.
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Chapter 170
Parting ways
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