"Lynn!" Lothair pointed at Lynn, his face flushed. "Come fight me one-on-one. Then we won't have to waste our soldiers' lives for nothing!"
"I could beat you, but I don't want to. Let me tell you, that's called not throwing the first punch!" Lynn stepped out of cover and stood atop the earthen wall. "You were pretty good with that bow just now, weren't you?"
"Come on, then! Shoot! Go ahead and shoot! I won't use a gun this time!"
Lynn wasn't about to let Lothair's defiance go unanswered. He was going to push his luck.
Naturally, Lothair didn't hold back either. This time, he drew his bow and shot in full view.
Lynn drew the sword at his waist and inspected it carefully. Across from him, Lothair took aim.
It was another terrifying shot. Lynn smiled, released his aura completely, and casually swung the Sharp Sword in his hand, cleaving the incoming arrow in two. The two halves kept flying and struck Wendigo's shield behind him, leaving Wendigo stiff for a moment. The great shield jerked back, and some of its paint chipped away.
This time, the result was crystal clear.
Even from five hundred meters away, everyone could see the difference in their individual strength.
Lothair could shoot so precisely from that distance with a bow and Battle Qi, and Lynn had cut the arrow just as precisely.
He'd done even more difficult things before, like shooting an arrow out of the air with a pistol.
Especially the way he swung his sword. Anyone could tell at a glance that it was the Olesian Family's swordsmanship, executed to perfection.
It showed that, despite Lynn's careless attitude now, he had practiced seriously and improved a lot compared to before.
Whatever the case, Lynn had become just the sort of