The SwordNoobs could only heaved a sigh.
While focusing on training, how could they become close to a girl?
They were acquainted with Hwaryeong, Irene, Romuna, and the others, so they were on the level of being able to chat once in a while. In reality, they lived lives truly far away from women.
SwordNoob300 suddenly looked up. “Restaurant lady?”
Mumble mumble.
“Milk delivering lady.”
“The next door lady and the kid in middle school.”
“My lil' sis cousin.”
All of the women they knew and spent time with!
While hanging out with a group of just men, they were living lives far from women.
Hwaryeong asked with difficulty, “Do you watch T.V.?”
“Huh?”
“A drama or movie, or dating program… even radio is fine.”
She was asking if they were living cultured lives.
“I do watch T.V. sometimes…”
It was at least a positive sign!
“I mostly watch boxing, wrestling, and mixed martial arts broadcasts.”
“I watched 'Memory of Violence' last time…”
“I did see soccer, baseball, and volleyball broadcasts too.”
The SwordNoobs had lived existences too far removed from a cultured life.
Hwaryeong actually felt amazed. 'How can guys like them exist?'
Just then, Surka landed a completely unintentional critical hit.
“You look scary.”
“…”
The key reason for disqualification!
The SwordNoobs had been living with a grave delusion. Their dating ability would only increase as they gained experience. It was a big mistake to naively believe a woman they loved would like them back!
They needed to meet a woman they truly loved, and also undergo trial and error in order to date her. Moreover, they also required an attitude to know how to lie and embellish.
Why do girls fall for bad boys or playboys?
A kind man is not attractive. He would only think of nice things. He couldn't understand a woman's heart as a boyfriend, and couldn't even approach her familiarly.
You can't like someone you don't even know!
They were beginners. They had to undergo love, dating, and getting hurt, but simply saying they had to stubbornly keep at it wasn't going to help.
Even so, Irene helped them.
“Elder bros, you have appeal too. If you get friendly, you'll be able to show off your appeal.”
She then gave them practical advice: To show off the best qualities of the SwordNoobs to the max!
Women are bound to like reliable men.
Interact with the beginners while getting friendly with them. They were even encouraged, it would work if they slowly approached step by step.
The SwordNoobs who were most active in the Orc village received an offer.
“Chwiik! Humans, your fighting skills are pretty good. How about teaching the young Orcs?”
A formal recruitment as Instructors in the Orc village training center!
The masters were a granted, and the practitioners also had experience in dojo management.
'Since it's instructors teaching beginners…'
'It matches our aptitudes perfectly, and it's an area where we can show off our talents.'
The wage was 2 Gold a day!
It was nothing compared to the money they could earn through hunting, but they consented.
“I will do it.”
“You'll be employed as an Instructor.”
From that day on, the SwordNoobs became instructors and taught the beginners who came to the training center.
They taught things like how to use a glaive, a weapon unfamiliar to beginner Orcs.
“Welcome, all the beginner Orcs who have come to the training center. Then as an Instructor, I will first give you a demonstration on how to use a glaive.”
SwordNoob5 showed a demo for the beginner Orc females.
Over 50 Orcs were sitting and watching in the training center.
SwordNoob5 powerfully kicked a tree. Then the leaves hanging on the branches began fluttering down.
Chop chop chop chop chop!
The glaive sliced through as if skewering the fallen leaves!
“There, too easy, right?” SwordNoob5 smiled brightly.
There was no way the beginner female Orcs could follow those actions and imitate it.
“Tchh, why's it so heavy?”
“It doesn't swing well either. Chwiiik.”
It was hard to hit even just one falling leaf, but SwordNoob5 repeatedly showed them the demo while continuing to ask as if extremely puzzled, “You can't do this? Why not? It's really easy to do…”
Chop chop chop chop chop!
Chapter 3: Power of the Deliverer
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When Weed finished the bloody fight on Salmere Hill, he only had 150 Health left.
While riding Yellowy, Weed broke through the enemy's line several times. Fully immersed in the battle, Weed threw himself into the dangerous battlefield. Faced with a life or death crisis, he barely survived thanks to Bingryong and the Phoenixes fighting desperately. Yellowy was also busy leaping within the flames to shake off the pursuing Soldiers.
Sculptures!
It was regrettable when he made the sculptures first and granted them life, but it was definitely worth it.
Even so, Weed didn't acknowledge them.
“Useless bastards.”
“…”
“It's all because you guys are weak and foolish. Can't you do it right?”
The never-ending criticism of subordinates!
Nagging and criticism. He would usually say a few words when they won a battle.
“They can't go up against me after all. Daring to fight me, they were really reckless.”
If they won, it was because of him. If the situation was unfavorable, it was because of his underlings.
Although it was said that great commanders do not blame their subordinates for their failures, Weed ruled over the sculptures with grumbles, complaints, and nagging.
Moooooooo!
The kind Yellowy submissively rubbed his head against Weed, showing the affection of Korean cattle. He was one of those Korean cows who didn't resent people even up till the moment it was dragged to the slaughterhouse, simply showing sorrowful eyes.
However, every night when Weed briefly rested or slept, the subordinates held a meeting.
Bingryong, the Phoenixes, and Yellowy were crouching in a corner.
It looked like they were scheming a treacherous conspiracy!
Afraid that someone might hear him, Bingryong whispered cautiously, “Be patient and eventually an opportunity will come.”
“Will an opportunity truly come?”
“Senior, I think the opportunity you speak of will never come.”
Bingryong flexed his neck and spread his wings wide for a moment. “No. Look at me. It was only for short while, but I was able to earn freedom.”
“Freedom!”
Yellowy's eyes were filled with desire.
Free grazing.
What beautiful words they were.
“Freedom is truly an unspeakable joy. You can roam the wide continent while hunting monsters and spending time happily.”
The Phoenixes silently nodded their heads.
They were accepting the advice of their heavenly senior as the gospel truth.
“Do you know how picturesque rainy days are? You can travel to the lake, and pass through the clouds as you go by a mountain range. The Versailles Continent is truly beautiful.”
“We want to go to the Versailles Continent as well.”
Yellowy and the Phoenixes had been born near the edge of hell, so they had never gone to the Versailles Continent before. They had only heard of it through Bingryong's words.