The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

"The...the protective shield has been cut open!!"

The egg lay on the ground, its voice filled with terror.

Vera slid down the wall, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth. She leaned on the control panel to keep her balance and looked up at the observation wall.

The scene outside was chaotic, with fire and debris everywhere.

But she still saw the situation at the bow of the ship; the energy shield that had been tightly protecting the entire starship had disappeared.

"What the hell is this thing?!"

Vera stared in disbelief, completely dumbfounded.

You should know that her starship's protective shields...

It's not some roadside stall stuff.

That was a military-grade shield specially made by the Fallen Leaf Court, capable of withstanding the impact of a medium-sized dimensional storm.

And that's how it got cut open with a single stroke?

Or after taking a full-power shot from the main gun?

Is this Ranger really a Watcher?

However, she didn't have much time to be shocked.

Because in the very next second, the sensors on the outside of the ship triggered an intrusion alarm.

Someone has boarded the ship.

Vera's expression changed.

Without thinking twice, she pulled out the long knife from the outside of her thigh and rushed towards the hall.

Buck followed closely behind, with four or five hunters getting up from the ground.

When they rushed into the hall, the man was already standing there.

The white cloak had several charred burn marks, and wisps of white smoke were still rising from its edges. The silver patterns were much dimmer than before.

But apart from that, he looked perfectly fine.

Lorian Scarlet stood in the center of the hall, holding a longsword that emitted a pale golden glow.

His posture was upright, and his golden eyes calmly swept over the group of Star Sea Hunters in front of him.

There was no murderous intent or anger in his gaze, only an extremely uncomfortable sense of superiority, as if he were looking at a group of rats whose burrows had been blocked.

When Vera's gaze fell on the figure in the white cloak, her brows furrowed slightly.

She clearly recognized the face.

To be precise, it was recognizing the meaning behind that face paired with that white cloak.

Lorian Scarlet, the renowned Watcher under the command of Ashmerkrt.

In the Star Hunter community, this name is basically synonymous with "didn't check the almanac before going out today".

It wasn't because he was particularly bloodthirsty, but because once this guy set his sights on someone, he never lost track of them; his tracking ability was practically insane.

More importantly, this person is Ashmerkrin's next candidate for Star Hunter.

As for what a Star Hunter is?

To put it simply, it's Ashmerk's recognition of professionals with extremely strong individual combat abilities.

To put it more bluntly, they were at a level where even their boss, Richard, would have to treat them with utmost respect and offer them a cup of tea.

Although Lorian is not a Star Hunter yet, the phrase "hope for promotion" itself is significant.

This already explains a lot of things.

"Hold."

Vera cursed inwardly.

What day is it today? Did I step in dog poop? Or is my astrological chart inauspicious?

She's a seasoned veteran who's been in the Xinghai business for decades; what kind of situation hasn't she seen?

But when you encounter a character of Lorian Fay's caliber, you still feel a little uneasy.

But then again.

Villa is Villa after all.

Anyone who can rise to the position of captain in the Leaf Garden can't possibly have a bad mentality.

After the initial moment of tension, her mind started racing.

First, the opponent was hit by one of her Sky-Splitting Bullets.

Even if you are a Watcher, you can't possibly escape unscathed after taking such a hit.

But now this guy is standing in front of her, looking lively and energetic, which can only be explained by one thing.

Totem, wandering knight totem.

That's a life-saving technique that every ranger with the potential to advance to the rank of [Star Hunter] possesses.

It's equivalent to having three extra lives.

This guy had no intention of dodging that shot at all; instead, he deliberately used his totem to take the damage in exchange for a chance to board the ship.

After figuring this out, Vera felt much calmer.

It's true that totems can negate fatal damage, but each time they do, the totem's light dims a little. It cannot be used again for a short period of time.

Moreover, while the damage is negated, the damage consumed by the opponent is real.

Look at the charred marks on that white cloak; the silver patterns are also at least 30% dimmer than normal.

What does this mean?

This indicates that the renowned Lord Lorian Scarlet is not currently at his peak.

And more importantly, he is a person.

Alone.

Let's take a look at her side.

The forty Star Hunters are all seasoned veterans who have walked the line of fire countless times.

While it's true that one-on-one combat is no match for the Watchers, Star Hunters have never been concerned with such things as one-on-one combat.

What do they value?

A brawl.

The other party was in a bad state, and he was venturing into danger alone. In this situation...

Vera's lips curled up slightly; it wasn't that she couldn't fight.

Rather, there is a high probability that this wandering knight will fall into their hands.

"Hey, hey, hey, little ones, raise your heads!"

Vera's voice rang out in the hall, the tension in her tone completely gone.

Behind her, Buck and a few hunters exchanged glances.

The moment their leader's tone changed, they knew they didn't need to run anymore.

It was at this moment that Lorian stepped forward.

However, it was this step that made the hunters instinctively back away.

However, Lorian did not make the first move, but instead said in a calm tone, "Star Hunter of the Fallen Leaf Court."

"I've seen your wanted posters; there are sixty-seven in total, big and small. They're for plundering merchant ships, massacring civilians, and illegally enslaving other races."

His gaze swept over the alien slaves wearing restraint collars in the corner, and his golden eyes narrowed slightly.

"Now, lay down your weapons and surrender, and I can guarantee you will live to stand trial at the outpost."

After he finished speaking, the hall was silent for about two seconds.

"puff."

Then, a sneer escaped Vera's lips: "Heh heh heh, interesting, very interesting. You want me to surrender before the fight even starts?"

As she said this, she raised the long sword in her hand, pointing the tip at Lorian, her expression practically screaming "Are you kidding me?"

"Lorian Scarlet, is that right?"

Vera tilted her head and looked him up and down: "You're famous, I admit. You're strong, I admit too. Among the Star Rangers, you're definitely a formidable character."

"But aren't you mistaken about something? You're on my side now."

"And to be honest, you just took a hit from my Rift Shot, right? You used a totem to withstand it, didn't you? A totem can withstand three fatal blows, and you've already used one. That means you can only die twice more at most now."

"Two lives... do you think that's enough for us, a group of dozens?"