Chapter 109: The Lazy and Brutal Ogres

  Beelzebub suppressed one of the ogres, gaining the upper hand with his bination of strength and bat skill.

  Leon led a group of melee fighters, using flexible hit-and-run tactics to surround anre.

  The adventurers who hadn’t yet joihe fray watched the soldiers’ smooth teamwork with astonishment.

  Even mid-tier professionals typically avoided close bat with creatures like ogres.

  The overwhelming strength that came with extraordinary power was a nightmare for most melee fighters.

  Beelzebub was ohing—the adventurers were already familiar with his prowess.

  But froup of Level 3 and 4 fighters led by Leon to hold their own against an ogre was shog.

  A few keen-eyed adventurers observed closely.

  Soon, they realized what was going on.

  Not only did Leon’s group dispy impressive offensive coordination, keeping the ogre off bance, but their defeactics were also exceptionally refihey rarely ehe ogre head-on, avoiding the brute force of its attacks whenever possible.

  When one soldier couldn’t avoid an attack, they didn’t recklessly block it. Instead, they would fall back quickly, sometimes rolling out of the way withard for their appearance.

  Meanwhile, other soldiers would close in from different angles, attag the ogre in vulnerable spots, f it to abandon its pursuit.

  "Stra time I saw them fight, they weren’t this strong..."

  "That defensive experience is on par with some mid-tier professionals..."

  "It’s totally different. Mid-tier professionals rely on ability; these soldiers rely on experience..."

  "Does Bay Vilge really have some kind of secret trainihod?"

  "Don't you know Arnold, the old drillmaster? He’s a legend in Bloodmoon City—I’ve trained under him myself..."

  "I get it now. Bay Vilge's lord is just willing to spend big..."

  "They’re treating every soldier like a professional, p so many resources into them. Of course, their progress is going to be fast!"

  "That’s not the point. Look at their equipment! Both their ons and armor are ented..."

  "The lord is really going all out... Kinda makes me want to join."

  "Don’t get your hopes up. The lord wouldn’t be ied in you!"

  "Screw you..."

  "...."

  Alice overheard her team’s chatter, and a subtle realization stirred in her mind.

  With her sharp intellect, she had noticed something “iing”:

  "Even if other professionals underwent the same training, their progress wouldn’t be as fast as these soldiers..."

  Alice wasn’t sure if the others had picked up on this, but she decided to keep it to herself.

  Gradually, the two ogres’ wounds multiplied, and they began to weaken.

  Beyond the adventurers’ theories about strength improvements, the real reason the soldiers could now easily surround a a wounded ogre was simple:

  Every day, they “trained” against weakerolls!

  Over time, they had gaiensive experience fighting rge humanoid creatures.

  This had created a se that left the adventurers astonished.

  Meanwhile, Matthew had been the battle, colleg detailed data.

  Name: Ogre

  Type: Sub-Giant, +20 Max Health, +2 Strength

  Height: 2.85 meters

  Weight: 250 kilograms

  Challenge Level: 9+

  Css: Level 7 Warrior

  Talents: Advaoughness, +2 stitution, +5 Strength

  Feats: Intermediate Feat - Crushing Blow: Deals 20% additional strength-based damage!

  Heritage: None

  Skills: Cleave LV2, Charge LV2, Tree Throw LV2, Vital Spot Prote LV1.

  Attributes:

  - Strength: 22

  - stitution: 16

  - Dexterity: 9

  - Intelligence: 7

  - Charisma: 5

  - Perception: 10

  - Luck: +1.

  ons: Crude Wooden Club, Hardwood Club

  Armor: Hardened Leather

  Attack Power: 7

  Defense Power: 4

  Health Points: 57

  Evaluation: Lazy and brutal creatures!

  Ogres were formidable in melee bat, and the destructive power of their extraordinary strength was more dangerous than a troll’s regeive abilities.

  "A head-on frontation is too risky; we should use more iactics..."

  Having gathered the information he needed, Matthew didn’t want to waste any more time.

  vely, both ogres’ health had already dropped below 10.

  Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

  Arrows sliced through the air, and the massive, bloodied bodies of the ogres crashed to the ground.

  Without much magical resistahe ogres couldn’t withstand the sneak attaagical missiles, being more experience points for Matthew.

  Although he didn’t gain any skill points, Matthew didn’t mind. He sighe group to tinue moving forward.

  Chris briefly hahe bodies while Alice, recalling Matthew’s spellcasting movements, felt a strange sense of familiarity.

  Equally fast, equally lethal!

  "Could this be a hallmark of the Ser Family’s are mastery? But I’ve never heard of anything like this before..."

  "I get it! This are master must be the lord’s mentor!"

  In Alice’s uanding, any are caster owerful and mysterious figure, at least a high-level professional!

  Otherwise, how could a few simple first-circle spells kill a powerful ogre so effortlessly?

  "Perhaps the lord promised to build a wizard’s tower for this are master in exge for his help..."

  vinced her theory was correct, Alice rexed pletely and tinued direg the adventurers forward with ease.

  In her mind, with an are master of at least high-tier standing by, dealing with a small ogre camp would be a breeze.

  Matthew had no idea that Alice had jumped to such clusions from a few small details.

  Even if he had known, he wouldn’t have bothered to correct this delightful misuanding. In fact, he would have happily maintaihe image of a mysterious and powerful figure.

  The group hadn’t moved far when Matthew heard noises ahead, signali another enter with ogres.

  After versing briefly with the scouts, Alice approached Matthew to report, her tone now carrying a hint of deference:

  "We’ve spotted a patagic tubers ahead... and 24 female ogres!"

  Female ogres?

  Matthew raised an eyebrow, immediately realizing that they had ehe heart of the ogres' territory.

  "Their domain is this small? They have no sense of security..."

  "Well, it makes sense. Even high-tier magical creatures prefer not to mess with ogres in this region, so these zy and brutal beings wouldn’t be too vigint."

  "There are 24 female ogres here, taking up more than half of the ogre camp..."

  "If something happens to them, it’ll defihrow the entire ogre camp into chaos..."

  "In that case..."

  A sinister pn quickly formed in Matthew’s mind.

  The unsuspeg ogres were about to face the greatest "surprise" of their lives!

  FAL