Who Says I’m Not a Legitimate Adventurer?

The mutated troll let out a shrill scream from the heart-rending pain of having its ribs torn out.

It frantically reached both hands toward Lance’s head, trying to tear this hateful reptile before it into pieces.

However, under the enhancement of Dragon Form, Lance’s combat awareness had sharpened to the absolute extreme.

The instant the monster’s hands closed in—

Lance gripped the sharp rib bone he had just torn out and mercilessly stabbed it backhanded straight through the center of the troll’s right palm, piercing the giant hand clean through.

Immediately afterward, Lance lowered his body.

A heavy and ferocious 【Dragon-Leaping Tail】 struck precisely into the side of the troll’s left knee.

The tremendous impact directly shattered its hard kneecap.

Having lost its support, the massive body of the mutated troll violently tilted sideways and could only collapse helplessly to its knees before Lance.

The rhythm of battle had already been completely seized by Lance.He swung the Blazing Rending Claw once more to tear open the troll’s chest, skillfully ripping off another rib bone by force.

Then, expressionless, Lance took those bones and continuously stabbed them viciously into the troll’s various vulnerable joints.

Rip out bone, impale, rip out bone again.

The process repeated endlessly beneath the moonlight.

Because it possessed extremely powerful abnormal regeneration, the troll could not even die cleanly. Instead, it could only remain conscious while enduring wave after wave of torment…

The entire silent shallows echoed with the miserable screams of this colossal monster.

Too brutal!

The witch phantom floating in midair felt her scalp go numb watching this scene. She hurriedly covered her eyes tightly with her two translucent palms, only daring to peek through a tiny gap between her fingers to observe the battle below.

Although the fight appeared extremely intense and fierce—

From the moment Lance charged directly against the troll’s punch to the point where the troll was forced to its knees and slaughtered one-sidedly, nearly everything had happened within just a few dozen seconds.

Even relying on the mutated troll’s horrifying regenerative ability that could drive people to despair—

Under Lance’s physical dismantling, the mountain-like monster finally lost all signs of life.

The battle was finally over.

At this moment, only the quiet breeze sweeping across the shallows remained.

Suddenly, the sound of light footsteps splashing through shallow water broke the silence.

The witch phantom lowered her gaze toward the direction of the sound.

Only to discover that the Half-Elf girl had completely disregarded everything and was running toward Lance.

Because she had been too anxious while descending the slope, one of the shoes she originally wore had somehow slipped off while moving across White Rock, and she had simply kicked away the other one as well.

The beautiful Elven girl was now completely barefoot, her pale feet stepping unevenly through the water covering the shallows.

“Senior, you’re not hurt, are you?”

Cecilia’s voice carried an obvious sobbing tone.

“Eh! Don’t go over there right now!”

The witch floating in the sky kindly shouted a warning to the girl below.

But Cecilia, frantic with worry, completely ignored the warning above her head.

She stumbled all the way to Lance’s side.

When Cecilia raised her head and clearly saw the dark golden vertical pupils in her senior’s eyes—

The first thought that surfaced in the girl’s innocent mind was: So Senior was actually one of the Dragon-blooded.

Immediately afterward, she saw her senior in Dragon Form slowly turn his head and lock those vertical pupils onto her.

Mana depletion?

Then Cecilia saw her senior’s hands pass beneath her arms.

And then her feet suddenly left the ground.

Eh? Eh eh eh?! Ah! Uwaaah!

“I already told you not to casually approach that guy right now.”

Seeing this scene, the witch phantom in the sky instantly blushed red.

“Is this a talent? That’s amazing!”

She sighed in admiration at Cecilia’s talent.

Drip… drip…

Water droplets fell from the girl’s curled toes.

Apparently because Cecilia had run across the shallow waters earlier.

The process did not last very long.

As the other party’s mana recovered to full capacity, Lance finally withdrew from that terrifying Dragon Form state.

The dark golden vertical pupils reverted once more into human black eyes.

The moment Lance regained human emotions and rationality, he instantly realized what kind of stupid thing he had just done.

He quickly and gently lowered the Cecilia he had been holding back onto the ground.

“I’ve caused a catastrophic disaster…”

Lance was so panicked that even his hands were trembling uncontrollably.

He could clearly feel that the Half-Elf girl before him, whom he had just put down, was trembling violently all over.

Moreover, she had obviously completely lost consciousness. It seemed that going directly from mana depletion to full replenishment had made her dizzy from excess mana.

“Is this your talent? You can actually forcibly replenish another person’s Aether mana?”

At this moment, the witch Ilysia excitedly floated downward.

Circling around Lance, her eyes sparkled with completely undisguised excitement as she directly ignored the pitiful girl beside them who no longer even knew where heaven and earth were.

What shocked this legendary witch the most was—

Cecilia, who had originally fallen into severe mana depletion due to magical backlash, after that brief moment of contact just now—

The dried-up mana inside the girl’s body had now actually been completely filled back up.

This was absolutely the most unbelievable thing imaginable.

How could such an outrageous talent exist in this world?

This was simply too… too… too…

Too suitable for the Witch race!

Ilysia’s gaze toward Lance was now completely filled with sparkling little stars.

Those ordinary Professionals outside could never truly understand what vast and inexhaustible Aether mana meant to the Witch race, this special Demi-Human species.

And so they could never imagine—

Just how fatally attractive this bizarre hidden talent of Lance’s was to any Witch.

He was practically a walking priceless treasure.

Ilysia slowly floated downward and very familiarly patted Lance on the shoulder with her translucent spirit palm.

“It’s fine, it’s fine.”

Looking at Lance’s flustered expression, she comforted him aloud.

“This little girl just absorbed too much mana at once and got dizzy. If she lies here for a while, she’ll wake up on her own.”

Although she spoke reassuring words—

At the exact instant she patted his shoulder, the witch had already secretly used her spirit body to cast an extremely hidden soul spell.

This spell was a special inheritance unique to the Witch race.

Because she currently existed only as a historical residual spirit without magical support, the only thing she could cast now was this tiny soul spell that consumed no mana.

The spell itself possessed no direct lethality. Its true purpose was merely equivalent to a special mark.

And only those possessing Witch bloodlines on this continent could see this hidden mark.

She left behind only an extremely straightforward sentence.

【This man has personally passed the appraisal of the genius Ilysia herself!】

【His constitution is super unbelievably suitable for our Witch race! Whoever manages to claim him will hit the jackpot!!】