The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

Clang.

"You fucking idiot! Shut up!"

! ”

Oh.

Seeing the other party's angry expression as they drew their swords, Ning Feng knew what was going on.

It really exists.

"Now, we probably won't get anything out of them."

Unfortunately, it seems I chose the wrong option during the walkthrough.

It seems I can't become good friends with him through talk therapy.

"what……"

With a long sigh, the squad leader who had been talking to Ning Feng raised the carefully sharpened machete in his hand.

Having understood what their leader was about to do, the other bandits also glared at Ning Feng with hostility.

"Because you remind me of some bad things, you must die today."

"Even if you beg for mercy, it won't make a difference."

Not wanting to waste any more words, the bandits dispersed and approached Ning Feng in an encirclement formation.

"Be a hero? Doing something like that... could kill you."

Will I die?

Ning Feng looked at the six bandits approaching him and sighed upon hearing this.

"I know this kind of thing much better than you do."

Isn't it good to be a hero?

Of course!

How many people, deep down, don't want to be heroes?

Is there really anyone who has never dreamed of being a hero?

Few people would refuse to give up when they could easily become a hero.

But why are there so few heroes?

Because being a hero is too tough.

Heroes bear too much responsibility; they cannot have a dark side or act in a way that is inconsistent with their identity.

Kindness, loyalty, family...

There will always be people who target a hero's weaknesses and set traps for him.

"So, I choose to be a hero."

A brave person, a courageous person, that's all.

Outside, I will be a hero.

But in this world, I don't want to bear so much.

Therefore, I am merely a "hero".

A person who bravely raises his sword towards the gods.

However, it seems the hero is about to face his first battle.

Excluding the leaders who were bringing up the rear, there are now a total of six bandits in the encirclement.

Each of them carried an iron weapon, and their physiques were all well-trained and genuinely stained with blood.

One person against six.

Although six people doesn't seem like much, in a typical novel, they sound like the kind of minions who give the protagonist experience points to practice on.

However, the current situation is still somewhat special.

Even the bravest person must be cautious when facing a group of muscular, burly men alone.

This is a dark age, a world where all power is limited to the level of ordinary people.

The so-called:

Two fists can't beat four hands.

A novice can defeat a master with a flurry of punches.

Even the best kung fu master is afraid of a brick... well, maybe that didn't exist in the dark ages.

In the world of ordinary people, it is rare to find warriors who can defeat a hundred or kill a thousand men.

Without incredible physical strength and endurance, such a victory becomes even more difficult to achieve.

Needless to say, the problem with mortal bodies is that their defenses are too weak; they will die if they suffer a fatal wound.

It's strong enough to withstand a single blow; a touch and you're dead.

Ning Feng's preferred and most effective fighting style of trading blows is not working here.

but……

Despite the ever-approaching encirclement, Ning showed no fear, but rather a look of regret.

"It seems you've chosen to put up a stubborn resistance after all."

"That's really not smart."

Shaking his head, Ning Feng regretfully announced to the enemy:

"I hereby declare that you are surrounded!"

Drawing his sword, Ning Feng assumed a fighting stance facing the bandits directly in front of him.

It's not defense, it's an active attack!

Hey.

With a smile, he launched the first attack on the six people as he moved his feet!

"Don't let him get away!"

The already tense situation was completely ignited, and the bandits moved the moment Ning Feng set off.

Instead of charging forward haphazardly, they launched an attack on Ning Feng in a specific formation!

The other party was not just some self-taught bandit!

Former soldier?

Or were they adventurers who turned to banditry?

In this era, having excellent martial arts skills means you'll never have to worry about food or drink.

Being a mercenary or adventurer isn't a problem; at worst, one shouldn't have to resort to being a bandit.

Okay then.

Behind this, there seems to be a rather poignant story...

But what does this have to do with me?

Moving quickly, Ning Feng wasn't interested in their story.

The moment they raised their knives at me, our relationship became clear.

They are just enemies.

Clang.

Blades clashed!

"Damn it! Why did you cut me?!"

"Aren't you the one blocking my way?!"

Ning Feng was not among them; only the two people on the side collided.

With a slight shift in his footsteps, Ning Feng accelerated in the instant he passed them, barely managing to dodge them.

The bandit's blade almost grazed his body; one more step and it would have pierced his chest.

With a clear objective, Ningfeng's attack had only one target.

The bandit who was in the center of the group and kept talking.

It's you, you just said you look like a woman, right?

His gaze turned dangerous, and his already accelerated body sped up even more.

"Die!"

Seeing Ning Feng rapidly approaching, the bandits were initially alarmed, but quickly became enraged.

I was actually scared by a young master?

He swung his sword forcefully, aiming for Ning Feng's waist!

"go to hell!"

laugh.

Without the sound of weapons clashing, Ning Feng's sword slightly crossed with the bandit's longsword at the last moment before they made contact, thus avoiding the attack.

The iron sword charged straight in, accelerating suddenly toward the bandit's face!

The bandit's expression changed, and he tilted his head back in terror, trying to avoid the oncoming blades.

"That was close! Almost... cough!"

laugh.

The longsword, which had suddenly accelerated, came to an abrupt stop in front of his face, and after making a few light slashes, it was quickly withdrawn.

Ning Feng took a small step back, shrugged at the bandits who were still in an odd pose, and smiled: