I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 490

Chapter 37: The Pig Teammate and the MVP

Mark and White were both part of Sequence 7, and Roy could probably guess what they were thinking.

“We’re all Sequence 7; who’s better than who?”

“Why should we listen to you?”

“Let’s take this chance to prove we’re not inferior to you, Roy! While you’re dawdling and flirting with the girls, we’ll already be ahead!”

Ah, youth is great, filled with a kind of naïve foolishness that hasn’t been beaten down by society yet.

Roy looked up at the flying bird familiar overhead, already envisioning the teachers in the academic office shaking their heads at the two boys.

The team formation and route had been planned by the teachers in advance, meaning the difficulty of the journey was created specifically for a team of three Sequence 7s and one Sequence 8.

They may be bouncing around happily now, but they’re soon going to face real lessons.

“Roy, you don’t have to comfort me. I know I’m not as good as them; why don’t you go catch up with them?” Jaca suggested weakly, feeling guilty.

“Who said you aren’t as good? You’re already way better than them just by not running around aimlessly,” Roy replied lightly.

He wasn’t flirting; he was doing the most important thing in an extraordinary team.

Building good relationships with the healer.

Indeed, Jaca possessed the ability of Scented Elk and could craft special potions to heal wounds.

And soon enough, those two little guys were going to need that ability.

After trudging up a rugged slope, the terrain finally flattened out, and the surrounding vegetation reduced, revealing an open landscape.

Although the monsters along the path weren’t very strong, Mark and White, having been harassed and ambushed all the way, were already tired out. Now that the terrain was open, they finally didn’t have to worry about surprise attacks and both let out a sigh of relief as they quickened their pace.

“I wonder what those teachers are thinking. Maybe this exam doesn’t even need those two; we’re enough.” Mark glanced back at the boy and girl trailing behind, feeling somewhat smug.

White was about to agree when his expression suddenly changed.

“Look out above! Something’s…!”

With the terrain now open and unprotected, it appeared safe, but it was the ideal hunting ground for the birds.

Countless small birds dove down, their beaks sharp as blades, like a rain of arrows, suddenly covering the two boys in the front.

Jaca turned pale at the sudden turn of events: “Roy, we need to hurry and help them!”

Before she could act, the black-haired boy yanked her back, causing her to fall on her rear.

Before she even figured out what was happening, a row of sharp bamboo spears came flying from behind, smashing into Roy’s body and shattering.

In the woods, a figure resembling a human but with a bird’s head let out a frantic scream.

There’s an enemy behind us? When did that happen?!

If not for Roy, she probably would have…

“Six? Sequence 9 bird-headed people? This is my first time seeing these things.”

Roy sighed and casually left a steel shield for the girl. “Stay safe; I’ll be right back.”

Jaca was both frightened and panicked, but looking at the calm and relaxed black-haired boy as he unsheathed his sword with such grace gave her an inexplicable sense of security, and she quickly calmed down.

Clearly, they were both Sequence 7s, yet Roy emanated a subtle aura that surpassed those two by far.

On the other side, Mark and White were in a tough spot.

A swarm of Sequence 8, the Sharp Beak Birds.

These creatures were raised by the bird-headed people and could slice through steel as they dove down.

Caught off-guard in just one encounter, the two were already bleeding and in a mess.

Of course, these monsters weren’t very strong.

But before they could counterattack, a dozen bird-headed people charged at them, swinging crude weapons from all directions.

Under normal circumstances, running through an open area like this would make them sitting ducks, but now, with the assaults from the bird swarm, they were completely flustered.

“Damn it, they’re looking for death!”

Mark shouted as he attacked, his fiery fists swinging fiercely, knocking down a charging bird-headed person.

But right after, countless bamboo spears were thrown alongside the birds, piercing him and causing him to scream in agony.

“White! What the hell are you doing? Get rid of those ranged attackers!”

“Shut your stupid mouth, you commoner!”

Surrounded by the birds and barely managing to escape, White had completely lost the noble grace one should have, unable to contain his anger: “As a melee extraordinary, you’re supposed to protect me! What’s the use of rushing out alone?!”

“Damn you… Ah♂!”

Mark shrieked as a spear poked him in the rear, and he didn’t have time to retort.

With a dozen Sequence 9 monsters, plus the equivalent of a Sequence 8 bird swarm, from a paper combat perspective, they were slightly below the two Sequence 7s.

But in actual combat, circumstances change rapidly.

Mark, who excelled in melee combat, was being held back by the bird-headed people from a distance. White, skilled with a bow but needing to prepare his shots, was also constrained by the bird horde, unable to take action.

Ambushed and surrounded, the two were completely toyed with, lacking the ability to fight back.

As more injuries piled up and the pain became unbearable, Mark finally couldn’t hold back and yelled out the name.

“Roy!”

“Stop wasting time! Come help!”

Also covered in blood and wounded, White followed suit in a desperate tone: “Help me, Mr. Roy!”

Seeing the frenzied swarm of birds surging toward them, White went pale.

But then, in the air, a flash of light whizzed by.

A spear infused with blood energy plunged into the flock, exploding with dense blood energy, and in one strike, it swallowed most of the birds.

The overwhelming horde of birds fell like rain.

Immediately after, Mark, no longer able to keep up the pretense, crawled and rolled back, following White’s cover.

The bird-headed creatures wouldn’t let go of their prey, aiming for Mark and launching a barrage of spears.

The once rebellious boy had lost all his bravado, sitting on the ground, panicking and waving his fists around.

Then, in that moment, the black-haired boy flashed past, standing in front of him.

A spear that was about to strike was caught steadily by Roy in midair, almost stopping right in front of Mark.

More sharp bamboo spears shattered against Roy’s steel body, and he even had the strength to return a spear back, knocking down one of the bird-headed people.

Seeing the tides of battle turn, the clever bird-headed folks didn’t dare to keep fighting, leaving behind the bodies of their fallen comrades as they scattered to escape.

After throwing two more spears and taking down two more foes, Roy soon lost interest in those chattering bird people.

The battle was over.

Coming back to his senses, Mark looked over, furiously saying, “You’re so powerful, why didn’t you come help us sooner?!”

Roy silently pointed behind him.

Mark and White turned around, only to find a trail of bird-headed corpses fallen behind them, staining the forest red.

The number of bird-headed folks he took down was more than the total of the two of them combined. Not only that, but he had also looked out for Jaca, who, though frightened, came out completely unharmed, not even a scratch on her.

Seeing this, both Mark and White were momentarily left speechless.