Naimuer could not hold back when he heard that. He jumped out. "Who are you looking down on?"
"I still have one Weird-Exterminating Grenade, meant for taking the enemy down with me. I'm out of Weird-Breaking Projectiles."
"Don't make trouble!" Wu Youren did not want to hold back anymore. Perhaps he had grown full of himself, as the saying went. "I never meant to alert you two today!"
"Then that's your fault," Cynthia said, remembering something. "Why didn't you raise the alarm when something happened?"
"A Knight-level Weird," Wu Youren replied calmly. "It might not be hard for the three of us to take it down, but are we still going to carry out our patrol assignment?"
"We said during the day that we could finish the assignment," Cynthia said, wiping rainwater off her face. "The point is... neither of us knew!"
Ignorance really was a kind of bliss! Wu Youren was utterly speechless.
He had been keeping the intensity of the fight under control earlier, only changing his attacks once he noticed his two companions arriving.
But that was not because he felt he had support. Quite the opposite: he feared their entry into the fight would introduce new variables.
If they had not arrived, he could have tried a few other things.
Still, there was no point dwelling on that now. "It was a Weird wandering alone. I wanted to see whether I could deal with it myself."
Had he discovered a group of the Weird Race earlier, he certainly would not have tried to show off.
Even so, Cynthia and Naimuer remained speechless. Who had given him the nerve to fight a Knight-level Weird alone?
Yet neither could help marveling. They were all students of Red Pine, but before they knew it, one of them had already