The Transmigrated Novelist

Well, that was a boomer. All the plan he had been thinking about catching the guy unprepared and then killing him in one strike seemed to have gone down the drain at that moment.

After all, it was clear that his target had noticed him and his presence so it would be useless for him to stay there anymore.

With those thoughts in his mind, Eric slowly came out of his hiding place and walked towards the blue-haired beauty's defensive Formation.

He was positioning himself between the bandit's leader and the blue-haired beauty so he could have a better look at the guy.

There was a natural look on the bandit's leader's face, but the aura leaking from his body was nothing like that.

He was extremely cautious towards Roy, and there was even fighting intent and killing intent leaking from his body.

After all, Roy had just incapacitated or even killed his three vice-leaders. If those three guys were to join hands or even fight them one after the other, he wouldn't be able to win.

Yet the brat in front of him had actually managed to pull it off. Which clearly meant that he wasn't anything simple.

Even if he had used some sort of trick, or trap to do that, it still meant that he couldn't be underestimated.

On the other hand, Roy looked at the guy with a bit of curiosity. After living with forest barbarians for all this time, he was kind of used to the pressure and aura, so he didn't care much.

He was more interested in knowing the abilities of the guy in front of him, and his strength. It wasn't wise to fight him head-on.

Not only would he have to use almost all of his trump cards to win, but he would also have to do so in the eyes of the people around him.

At that moment, a weird situation was created around the place. Both sides, the soldiers, mercenaries, and even the bandits had stopped attacking and were looking in their direction.

It felt like the fight between the bandit's leader, and Roy was going to decide the outcome of the battle. Well, looking at the strength they had demonstrated who would dare to go against them.

Roy didn't know whether he should be happy about the current opportunity or cry due to the created situation. One thing was for sure, he wanted to fight this guy out of everyone's sight.

Which was clearly impossible at the moment, so he had to think of a way or a plan that would help him in taking this guy down.

As Roy was thinking as hard as he could on how to deal with the situation, the bandit's leader didn't seem like he could wait anymore, so he launched an attack.

In a mere instant, his body was covered in an unbreakable-looking metallic armor, and a sharp long blade appeared on his hand.

The next moment, he jumped forward with all the strength he had and swung his blade towards Roy.

At that moment he didn't look like a Mage but an armored Warrior. Roy didn't have time to think about that, as he prepared himself to deal with the blade.

But that attack would have been just too weak against him if it were only that. After all, no matter the quality of the knife, a little kid couldn't kill a grown man in a head-on fight.

Knowing that the opponent was the leader of a strong bandit group, Roy didn't dare to lower his guard in front of him.

And just as he had expected, when the blade was just one meter away from him, it suddenly started to elongate, and reach him faster.

It was quite the good use of a Metallic Mage's skills, coupled with his barbarian body and his abnormal strength, it was no wonder why he was the leader of the group.

It took Roy all his concentration, strength, instincts, and several skills cast one upon the other to actually dodge that swing.

Even in that case, he didn't manage to dodge it completely as the blade made a slight cut on his neck. Had he been even an instant late his head would have flown from his neck.

Just thinking about it, and looking at the blood on the tips of his fingers as he checked the cut, made him feel an ice-cold chill run down his spine.

The opponent was quite strong and dangerous. He had no chance of fighting against him head-on without revealing all his skills and strength.

He had to find a way out of this!

As he was thinking like that, the bandit leader pulled the blade back, opened his helmet, gave his blood a lick, and said,

"Sweet and tasty! Hahahahaha~! Brat I thought that you were going to be difficult to deal with, but things are much easier than I expected! Hahahah~!"

Even though he had a disgusting smile on his face at that moment, the aura of caution around him hadn't disappeared.

His words were nothing more than an act of provocation towards Roy, in order to make him reveal his hand, or just anger him in order for him to lose his cool and calmness.

Roy just looked at the guy with newfound fear, and caution as well, as he had never thought that he would have been so close to death in just one move.

Still, there wasn't much he could do at that point in time, he could only increase his awareness around himself in order to act faster.

Just to achieve that he even opened his 'sense area' so that he could better check up on his opponent and his attacks.

It was bound to be difficult and taxing on his Conscience and body but he had to do it if he didn't want to die.

The blue-haired beauty was looking at everything that happened from the side, and there was even a trace of worry on her face.

"If you can't win against him, just leave this place. It would take him quite a while to break the formation around me, and by that time Uncle Darren should have turned back."

Roy couldn't help but get a bit startled as he heard those words, but the next moment he chuckled, and then said in a cool voice,

"Who do you think you are talking to wifey! Since I accepted you, then I accepted everything that came with you. Including your worries and troubles!

Furthermore, this weak animal isn't that difficult to beat! I will beat the crap out of him and turn him into mush paste. You can just watch from there!"

While he seemed really cool at that moment, and the blue-haired beauty accepted his words and his intention, it had the opposite effect on his opponent.

He looked truly pissed of at that moment, as he had been talked like that by someone that barely dodged his first swing.

He needed to teach the brat a nice lesson, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to sleep well the next days.

At the same time, he managed to catch up on a clue, there seemed to be some kind of relationship between Roy, and the blue-haired beauty.

Perhaps if he caught and tortured the brat a bit, he might force the woman inside to disperse the barrier on her own.

That would be a great opportunity for him, as he truly didn't want to fight that muscle head Baldy.

The two of them had some past together, and every time they had clashed the fight had either ended in a draw or with the bandit's leader defeat.

With those thoughts in his mind, he grinned evilly at Roy, as he said,

"Brat, it seems like your mouth needs a nice wash! Otherwise, you might anger some people to death someday!

Let me teach you a lesson in your father's stead!"

With that said he once again used the same move with the same output. After all, he wanted to humiliate Roy and wanted to show everyone that Roy wasn't his match.

He wanted to show everyone that Roy was just a weak brat or insect that he could kill in one move, but he was just playing with him.

Truly just like he wished the result was once again the same, his blade elongated enough to cause another cut on Roy's neck, and this time it was made in a way to make the mark look like a cross.

Seeing the result of his efforts the bandits leader opened his helmet once again, licked on his blade, and then said,

"Hahahaah~! Brat the taste seemed to have changed! It seems like fear is getting into you! You are truly disappointing me after those words!"

Roy's face and expression turned immediately ugly and gloomy. It was truly heavy damage hit upon his face, and words.

Still, there was no sign of accepting his defeat at that moment, he looked just like a stubborn idiot that would fight to his death.

Seeing the expression on Roy's face, the bandit's leader seemed to have forgotten Roy's words and started to get amused,

"Hahahaah~! Amusing!"

With that said, he once again did the same move, making another cut on Roy's throat, deep enough to leave a mark and shallow enough to not endanger his life in the immediate future.

After he did that, he once again took a taste to Roy's blood, laughing and saying,

"The taste is truly changing! It seems like fear is slowly permeating your heart! Hahhaahaha~! This is fun! Where did your cool words, and your demeanor go brat? What happened to you? Hahah~!"

For a moment he seemed to have forgotten about his job, and Baldy's possible arrival, as he was focused on mocking Roy and enjoying his bullying…