Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

As a "relative" who lacks even street fighting experience, Constance is undoubtedly given extra care. And she herself is very competitive. In order to catch up with her cousin as soon as possible, during the few days when Ron and others went to the waterfall, this half-elf volunteered to go to the village and hone her skills by hunting nearby wild animals.

But the result may not be satisfactory.

It was morning, in the village where many migrating residents had already come, Ron and his friends found Constance who had just returned from hunting in the wild (outside the village). When she saw Ivy, she was extremely excited, showing off by opening a bunch of feathers in her hand like a fan, and kept waving in front of Ivy.

"Stop it," the warrior slapped her hand away, "You're making me sneeze!"

"Where did you pick up this feather?"

"Picked it up? This is not picked up!" Constance said proudly, "This is the result of my hunting this morning!"

"It's a big improvement over the past two days!"

"Hunting result, this?" Sera couldn't hold it in, "Sister, you didn't climb a tree to rob a bird's nest, did you? That can't be called hunting!"

"At most it's called gathering." Driver finished.

"Robbing a bird's nest? No!" Constance blushed, "I found a huge strange bird in the wild these days. It always lurks in the bushes to attack the children here! I rescued them, and then started a long-lasting battle with the strange bird!"

"At the beginning, I was always injured by its big beak, but now I can get away with it while plucking its feathers!"

"So... Miss Constance, why are you obsessed with plucking its feathers?" Ivy held her forehead, "Since you can already touch it with your hands, why not be more straightforward and kill it directly?"

From Constance's description of "being chopped by a big beak", Ivy guessed that this cousin should be facing a large terrestrial bird called axe beak. The habit of this flightless bird to attack all unfamiliar creatures is the most annoying.

One theory is that this is due to the visual system of the axe beak: in their eyes, all creatures are thin and short, and are undoubtedly its meals.

"Kill it?" Constance was stunned for a moment, "No, I'm fighting it! It should be a fight..."

"I've seen plays in the theater square and novels written like this - skilled knights don't kill their enemies, but cut their clothes or take away their ornaments, using this method to humiliate and ridicule their enemies."

"Didn't Seymour teach you the difference between drama and reality?" Sylvia was speechless. She didn't hold back that day, so why did her sister still have this kind of brain circuit?

Constance shook her head: "No, Seymour said he had never read a play or a novel."

"Makes sense," Sylvia complained, "I'm afraid he and his family's status in the Underdark is not up to par, otherwise he wouldn't come to the surface."

"Obviously, the axe-beak is still too little pressure for you," Sera came to a conclusion, "It's just right, we are going to take a walk in the depths of the delusion, do you want to go with us? Maybe if you encounter a sufficiently dangerous challenge, you won't have this idea."

This is a little custom in Sera's tribe: if a hunter brags about how invincible he is, others will instigate him to challenge stronger prey or other hunters. This challenge has a slight punishment and more exhortation, so no matter how embarrassed the hunter is to escape back, no one will laugh at him, and if he unfortunately dies in the challenge, others will think he is the best hunter and the bravest warrior.

However, most people can't win or die in battle. Sera is the latest person to succeed in the challenge, so she became the chief of the Ochre Tribe.

"Don't worry, we will definitely take action in time," Ivy patted Constance's shoulder with her heavy gauntlet, "You don't have to act so painful..."

"That's because your gauntlet caught my hair!"

There is no shortage of challenging beasts and monsters in the Delusion Land, and there are countless challenging and dangerous ones. It was only in the afternoon when a brown bear chasing a giant horned deer attracted their attention.

"See that?" Sera bumped Constance's shoulder, "Go chop off its paw."

"Me?" Constance opened her mouth, looking at the big bear that could stand three meters tall, her heart began to beat wildly, "Is this... a little too challenging?"

"This is not challenging at all," Ivy pushed her from behind, "Go ahead, don't worry, even if you can't beat it, we are there!"

"I'll help you a little," Ron couldn't bear it, opened the weaving preface and began to cast a spell. Constance suddenly felt that her whole body was filled with a completely different power than usual, "Jumping, jumping ability is tripled; Long Stride, you can run faster; Mage Armor, a protective magic force field will surround you."

"Okay, go now!"

The brown bear is at least two levels stronger than the axe beak, and its strength is similar to that of the dire wolf, but it can't hunt in groups. Sera directly let Constance rush up, which was too inconsiderate.

And just at this moment, the brown bear finally lost its prey. It roared and looked over here with unfriendly eyes.

Although wild animals may not be very intelligent, they also have a set of instincts to seek benefits and avoid harm - if these people are in a group, it will definitely turn around and leave.

But now, a small man was pushed out and walked towards it alone? The brown bear was a little puzzled. Now the food is delivered to the door?

Why be polite?

"Roar!"

The brown bear roared, and its huge and bulky body rushed towards Constance like a chariot. When it rushed in front of Constance, it opened its bloody mouth and bit her head!

"It's not that easy to catch me!" Constance obviously had some practical experience. She had already started to dodge before the brown bear made an attack and slipped away from the brown bear's mouth in time.

However, before she could fight back, Sera's voice rang out from behind: "Be careful, Bear Paw!"

"What—" Constance turned back subconsciously, and a huge black shadow had already slammed over from her side. The half-elf felt as if she was hit by a carriage. Almost in an instant, her whole body flew up and was smashed hard against a tree beside her!