"Ah!"
Another blade feather shot toward Charlie.
The sudden attack made him scream.
Fortunately, these Blade Sparrows had already been shot by arrows and had fallen from high altitude. They were barely alive, and the blade feathers they fired were random rather than aimed.
That was the only reason Charlie managed to avoid another disaster.
Clang!
Harriet knocked away another incoming blade feather.
But she quickly noticed something.
The blade feathers fired by these Blade Sparrows could only reach a height of about half a meter at most. So she simply took out a rope and tied Charlie to the tree trunk, making him lift both legs high off the ground.
This way, Charlie would be safe from injury.
But just in case, Harriet didn't climb the tree herself. Instead, she stood below it, occasionally swinging her large saber to protect Charlie.
During this trip, they had already lost one assassin and one shield soldier.
And Charlie was someone Harriet had borrowed from her lord.
No matter what, she had to bring him back alive.
"Lord, are we really not going to help them?"
Seeing the two "companions" below struggling frantically, Bird Three felt a little sorry for them.
Ethan let out a cold laugh, "These Blade Sparrows were shot down from the sky. By the time they hit the ground, they're already half-dead. Their threat is limited. They won't kill anyone."
"As for why I'm not helping them, I just want them to understand their own abilities."
"Instead of constantly standing around telling me what to do!"
"Lord, you're absolutely right!", Bird One nodded in agreement, "We should be ruthless toward enemies. I don't think those two people down there have ever really treated us as companions."
"I'd rather they didn't treat me as a companion," Ethan sneered.
For him, if someone sincerely treated him well, then he wasn't some heartless monster. Naturally, he wouldn't find it easy to act against them.
But if the other side betrayed him first, then he could do whatever he wanted.
"Uh..."
Bird One and Bird Three exchanged a glance and didn't dare say anything more.
Then, Ethan looked toward the sky. The dark cloud made up of birds had now disappeared.
Actually, it hadn't disappeared.
They had all fallen down.
Ethan glanced at the ground.
After a rough estimate, there were around two thousand Blade Sparrows below.
It seemed... These Blade Sparrows attacked in batches.
But two thousand was enough. It was just enough for him to level up Strange Sword Style once.
[Strange Sword Style: EXP 8033/10000]
[Strange Sword Style: EXP 8034/10000]
[Strange Sword Style...]
Ethan began killing the half-dead Blade Sparrows.
Even the Strong Acid Ants with their thick shells had died one per sword strike.
As for these Blade Sparrows, which only had feathers and no armor, they seemed specially made to give Ethan experience points.
One swing could kill several at once.
After all... Ethan didn't need to stab them in the head one by one.
He simply swept his sword across several Blade Sparrows, and they were cut apart immediately.
There was almost no difference between that and cutting tofu.
In the blink of an eye, Ethan had already killed half the Blade Sparrows on the ground.
But Harriet noticed something.
It was as if Ethan was doing it on purpose. Rather than starting near her, he deliberately worked from the outside inward.
He intentionally left all the Blade Sparrows around her until the very end.
And what problem did that create?
Those Blade Sparrows became more agitated from hearing the cries of their companions and smelling blood.
As a result, they struggled even harder.
Naturally, the blade feathers on their bodies fired more frequently.
One after another without stopping.
Although Harriet's swordsmanship was good and she could adapt quickly, that didn't mean she never got tired.
These Blade Sparrows kept shooting blade feathers at her almost nonstop.
How could she handle that alone?
And on top of that, her weapon wasn't suited to her.
A large saber was much heavier than a sword. After swinging it for so long, her arms were nearly giving out.
So after missing a few defenses... several wounds appeared on Harriet's legs.
They weren't serious, but blood kept seeping from the cuts without stopping.
It had almost soaked through her pant legs.
The sight was quite alarming.
From time to time, Harriet looked up toward the tree branch.
Yet she found that Ethan, this cold and heartless man, didn't even spare her a glance and simply let her continue losing blood like this.
It was infuriating.
'Is my charm really this bad?'
"Sister Harriet, is your leg okay?"
Charlie asked worriedly.
Harriet was already angry, and now she replied even louder, "I'm fine. I won't die! Heh! Maybe someone is disappointed that I'm still alive!"
"How could that be? We're companions!", Charlie quickly said, "In a place like this, everyone can only get through it by helping each other. How could anyone think that way about you?"
"How could there not be?"
Since Ethan wasn't responding, Harriet raised her voice even more.
"Some people rely on the advantages of their class and act superior. They don't think much of ordinary classes like ours at all!"
"They probably only agreed to cooperate from the start because they needed more people for the team."
"If our headcount wasn't useful..."
"I think we'd already be dead by now!"
"Harriet, are you done yet?", Bird One couldn't listen anymore and directly shot back, "Since entering this place, what exactly have you helped with?"
"From the beginning, all you've done is tell the lord what to do. Even during the first attack, it was the lord who pulled you into the tree and saved you."
"If you don't have the ability, then don't go down there and cause trouble!"
"Now you're the ones who went down and can't get back up, yet you're blaming the lord for not showing pity to the two of you who keep making things harder?"
"What a joke!"
"You!"
Harriet had already prepared everything she wanted to say against Ethan.
But the one speaking now was one of Ethan's subordinates.
And she was a woman.
At that point, even if Harriet wanted to argue back, she couldn't think of a reason.
"Sister Harriet, don't be angry," Charlie tugged at her sleeve, "I just made a rough estimate. Only about two thousand birds fell from this bird cloud. If each attack wave contains ten thousand monsters, then we'll probably have to go through at least four more attacks. If you really make him angry..."
"What?"
After learning that four more waves were still coming, Harriet could only shut her mouth resentfully.
She looked toward the tree branch, trying to figure out how to get Charlie up there first.
As for the Blade Sparrow corpses all over the ground, her eyes once again filled with envy.
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