The death of the third demonic crow had clearly frightened the last two. Flying high in the sky, they no longer dared descend. The other ordinary crows, upon seeing the unfamiliar humans who had suddenly appeared, also stopped attacking desperately. They once again turned into dark clouds, cawing strangely as they blanketed the entire sky.
At this moment, Evan had only one sentence in his heart that he had to let out: Fucking hell.
There were crows in the sky, "crows" chasing him from behind, and now these oddly dressed humans who had suddenly appeared were fucking "crows" too.
He was seriously cursed by crows today. He had practically fallen into a crow's nest.
At this moment, with the flock of crows gone, only Evan and several strange people wearing Bird Beak Masks remained. The atmosphere became somewhat awkward.
"Who are you people, and what are you hiding here for?"
Since these strange people had stepped in at the end and shot the giant crow, Evan did not consider them enemies for the moment. He brushed the crow feathers off his body and asked, though his tone was anything but pleasant.
"I..." Sean, who stood closest to Evan, was about to speak when the officer standing behind him patted his shoulder. He stepped aside to make room for his superior.
"This..." The Crow-Man officer was also temporarily unable to determine Evan's identity.
Though his hunting attire was somewhat dirty and disheveled, its material was fine and its tailoring impeccable. His fair skin and handsome features were completely different from those of ordinary hunters who lived rough in the wild. In his hand was an Exquisite Bastard Sword used by Naval Officers, and the officer had also noticed traces of Military Swordsmanship in Evan's technique.
By all rights, he should have