You Want to Fight This?!

A beautiful night, a lovely view, and beautiful women at his side.

Aincrad was as picturesque as a poem. The silver moon shone down upon the land, fireflies glimmered amid the forest, and flowers and grass lining the road served as streetlamps. With handsome men and beautiful women added to the scene, it truly was a carefree and idyllic sight.

In reality, however, the atmosphere among them was somewhat awkward...

Because they had a little tail following behind them.

"Master, I never imagined your charm would be this great."

Lestia glanced at the cloaked figure trailing far behind them and teasingly spoke to Fang Zheng. Faced with Lestia's teasing, Fang Zheng merely shrugged helplessly.

"Can't help it. Being handsome is something I was born with; it's not like I wanted this... Still, being a handsome guy who turns every head is obviously better than being ignored by everyone... All right, we're here."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng came to a stop. At that moment, Black Cat and Aoba, who had been following behind him, curiously stepped forward and looked ahead.

Before them lay a clearing in the forest. At its center stood a Withered Treant. It looked like a dried-up old tree, with branches for arms and roots beneath it that it used to move. This was Aoba's first time seeing a Withered Treant, but Black Cat was clearly already very familiar with them.

After all, she had reached level thirteen and had long since left the grasslands to adventure in the forest. Naturally, she knew Withered Treants were one of the monsters that spawned there—but this one was clearly different.

It was a full size larger than other treants. Ordinary treants were only two meters tall, while this one stood at least three meters high. Its thick trunk was