A Mere Battle Master, Not Worth Mentioning!

A Mere Battle Master, Not Worth Mentioning!

Adventurers' Guild.

The environment here was somewhat chaotic.

People constantly streamed in and out, dressed in all sorts of strange outfits.

There were no monster girls or anything like that in sight.

Long Fan and Long Xiaogua temporarily split up and headed to different counters.

Because the tasks they wanted to accept were different.

Long Fan spotted a sign hanging above a counter not far to the right, indicating that it handled the kind of tasks he needed.

He immediately walked over.

Things went smoothly on his side.

After he took out his Trainee Knight Badge, a customer service girl in her twenties enthusiastically began registering him.

As for Long Xiaogua's side...

Another farce broke out.

Long Xiaogua, who was only a head taller than the counter and had a pretty face, stepped forward.

He softly said to a young customer service girl behind the counter, his voice carrying a hint of childishness.

"Big sister, I'd like to accept a task."

The customer service girl stared at the pretty, soft-looking Long Xiaogua and could not help freezing for a moment.

"Huh?"

Long Xiaogua was just about to hand over his Trainee Knight Badge.

But right then.

Two voices suddenly rang out, carrying thirty percent roughness and seventy percent contempt.

"Yo! Our Adventurers' Guild really accepts everyone these days!!"

"Tch! Even a little runt like this came to accept tasks? That's hilarious, hahahaha!!"

Long Xiaogua turned his head.

Behind him stood two bearded warriors, one on each side, sneering as they mocked him.

Long Xiaogua frowned, but he ignored these troublemakers who looked down on others.

He spoke to the customer service girl again. "Big sister, I want to accept a task."

The customer service girl collected herself and slipped into professional service mode.

"Then, little brother, what kind of task do you want to accept...?"

Before she could finish.

The burly man on the left flaunted his Tier 3 Level 4 Battle Master Medal and teased, "What little brother? He's clearly a little sister, ahahaha—"

The burly man on the right displayed his Level 2 Level 3 Warrior badge and chimed in as well.

"Little sister, how about uncle takes you somewhere to watch goldfish and eat lollipops?"

Those lewd words made several other adventurers burst into laughter.

Long Xiaogua's frown deepened.

"Big sister, I want to accept a Level 2 task, preferably one involving hunting magical beasts."

Before the customer service attendant could speak, the self-important Battle Master, Jack, spoke first.

"Little sister, have you even grown all your hair yet? At your age, you want to accept a task above Level 2? Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Lao Er, George, chimed in.

"Exactly, exactly. Hurry home and drink... milk."

Jack burst into laughter.

"I just wonder if your mother still has any. If she does, why not let me have a couple of sips too?"

George eagerly joined in.

"Looking at how pretty you are, little sister, your mother must be quite something too. It'd be even better if you had an older sister!"

One after another, they kept talking.

Adventurers lived with their lives on the line, so when they saw such a delicate little child, they naturally enjoyed teasing him for fun.

But at this moment, Long Xiaogua's usually gentle and calm eyes had turned cold.

Just then.

Long Fan, who had finished accepting his task, hurried over after hearing the commotion.

He ignored Jack and George outright and quickly walked to Long Xiaogua's side.

"Give her the Trainee Knight Badge and accept the task directly."

Hearing Long Fan's voice, Long Xiaogua nodded.

"Mm."

He then directly handed the Trainee Knight Badge to the customer service girl.

The task registration began.

In the meantime, the adventurers who had been laughing suddenly fell silent.

Seeing Long Fan ignore them and simply protect Long Xiaogua as he accepted the task, Jack and George started finding new amusement.

Jack: "Yo, yo, yo, everyone, look! Don't these two look like a golden boy and jade maiden?"

George: "Exactly, exactly. Tsk, tsk, look at those delicate little faces. They're both so tender they could drip water."

Jack: "If they were sent to the red-light district... they'd be top-class boy toys. They might even earn more Gold Coins than we do from tasks!"

After Long Xiaogua completed the procedures, Long Fan planned to take him and leave directly.

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However.

Jack and George were clearly getting worked up. It seemed they had locked horns with the overly calm Long Fan.

The more they saw that he did not care about their mockery, the more they wanted to add fuel to the fire and provoke him.

How should one describe people like this?

One word: scum!

As Donald Duck would put it, they had brought death upon themselves!!

Jack and George stood to the left and right, deliberately blocking the way outside the counter.

"We brothers never make way for little brats whose baby hair hasn't even grown in."

Long Fan merely sneered.

"Heh heh, I'm exactly the opposite."

With that, he pulled Long Xiaogua aside.

They directly walked past the two idiots with beards.

The other adventurers immediately burst into laughter upon hearing that.

The air was filled with joy.

The slow-witted Jack and George only realized it afterward.

Long Fan had mocked them.

For a moment, they felt humiliated.

They hurriedly turned around and strode after them.

Once they reached a less crowded area, they blocked Long Fan and Long Xiaogua again.

Jack planted the Double-Bladed Battle Axe in his hand on the ground and leaned against it.

Like a bandit blocking the road, he grinned wickedly at Long Xiaogua.

"Don't be in such a hurry. Let me take a look and see whether this little sister has grown her... you know what."

As he spoke, he directly stretched out a hand.

Toward Long Xiaogua.

Long Fan shook his head.

How should he put it? Master Lu had a saying whose profound truth had remained unchanged through the ages—

NO zuo NO die!

Before Long Xiaogua could draw his sword, Jack had already let out a scream.

"Whaaat~"

The five fingers of his outstretched hand were severed by a chilling flash of sword light.

Long Fan, who had drawn his sword with lightning speed, remained calm, his back straight.

He seemed utterly unconcerned about cutting off the fingers of this Axe Warrior.

For a moment, the previously noisy street outside the Adventurers' Guild fell silent.

Jack clutched his left hand as blood sprayed from it.

He was, after all, a Tier 3 Battle Master with considerable combat experience. Gritting his teeth, he decisively tore off a strip of his clothes and wrapped the wound.

He glared viciously at Long Fan and suddenly raised the Double-Bladed Battle Axe in his right hand.

"Good brat, today I'm going to teach you a lesson.

After I beat you down, I'll package you up and sell you straight to the red-light district to cover my medical expenses."

Long Fan did not hold back either.

Clang!

He immediately drew his other Fine Iron Sword.

At this moment, the teachings of his master, Yang Haoyu, echoed in his heart—

There is no need to say anything to your enemies. Use the sword in your hand and your enemy's blood to honor a knight's dignity.

There were never too many spectators for a good show.

A large crowd quickly gathered around them.

At the center, Jack looked at the young knight before him, who wielded two-handed swords without changing expression, and was actually startled by Long Fan's imposing aura.

But he soon let out a ferocious grin.

As a Tier 3 Battle Master, he was quite confident in his own strength.

Jack swung his Double-Bladed Battle Axe and pointed it at Long Fan.

"Good brat, you're done for!"

Before his voice had faded.

He stepped forward.

A heavy slash covered in spiritual power.

Tier 3 Warrior Skill—Explosive Axe Slash!

It cleaved down mercilessly with a fierce gust of wind.

Jack was a Tier 3 Level 4 Warrior, with over three hundred points of spiritual power.

This forward-stepping heavy slash possessed considerable force.

The air exploded with a bang!

Even a Tier 2 Apprentice Knight would only end up with a broken sword and a bitter defeat against it.

But just as the onlookers chattered about the outcome of that axe strike.

Long Fan moved.

His rapid footsteps scraped against the street, producing an instant screech.

Tier 1—Charge!

Holding his two-handed sword, he advanced instead of retreating.

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