Indeed, before even an hour had passed into the dark of night, Bidegla faintly heard the distant sounds of a struggle. It seemed that someone had already begun to fight. However, due to his limited ability to see through, he could not observe their battle, and he had no intention of leaving here. It wasn't that he didn't want to obtain food, it was simply because now was not the best time to act. He decided to let these people fight first, and then when each of them had enough food, Bidegla would figure out a way to obtain some from them. For this mission, they only needed to stay here for seven days before they could leave. Bidegla didn't want to be eliminated, but he also didn't want to reveal himself too early.
The battle continued into the night, and by midnight, Bidegla could already smell the lingering scent of blood in the air. Clearly, this was not a good night for those staying here. Some were injured, and it was possible that some had even perished. Time passed minute by minute, and around three in the morning, Bidegla, who had been dozing off, suddenly moved slightly and slowly opened his eyes.
Before him, at a distance of about thirty meters, two people were fleeing swiftly, with three men in hot pursuit behind them, causing quite a commotion. However, when Bidegla finally used his perspicacity, he revealed a look of surprise, as the two being chased were not men, but the only two women among the hundred people, Meda Ponce and ToranVicky. The two had always had a close relationship, so even in this place, they chose to stay together. However, they were eventually targeted by people who wanted to take their food.
Here, everyone was a soldier, striving to enter the Dragon Soul Corps, so no one would show pity, and it was even possible that they would kill them. Three men were relentlessly chasing the two women, and Meda Ponce had already been seriously injured. At this point, no one would come to their aid. They were already struggling to survive, so who would care about them? They could only focus on their own survival.
"Meda, let's take on those three." In the forest, ToranVicky spoke, clutching her still bleeding abdomen. They had been hiding in one place, but were eventually found, and now three people were after them. Despite their efforts to escape, both women had already suffered significant injuries. Continuing to run would only lead to them being caught eventually.
"Don't talk. Let's keep running. These three people clearly want to kill us, and if we stop, we'll both die here," Meda Ponce said, her expression calm, but understanding that they were in dire straits. Along the way, they had encountered other people, but those who had previously admired them now chose to avoid them and showed no intention of helping. They may have liked Meda Ponce's appearance, but compared to their own future, it wasn't that important. There were plenty of beauties in the world, and as long as they entered the Dragon Soul Corps, there was no need to worry about not finding any. At this point, not taking advantage of their situation was already the most they could do.
"No, we can't run anymore. We are both warriors. I would rather die in a glorious battle than die from exhaustion. I will not run anymore," ToranVicky said, exuding a cold, determined aura.
Although she is a beauty, ever since the day she entered the army, she has been a warrior, and a warrior will never evade death out of fear.
"Toran, you..." Seeing ToranVicky, even if Meda Ponce wanted to leave, it was impossible, because she would never leave ToranVicky alone here.
"Meda, you go, I will help you fend off those three." ToranVicky spoke, with a determined look on her face.
"We joined the army together, I will not leave now. We live together, we die together." Meda Ponce shouted, standing by ToranVicky's side.
Although they are both women, they are definitely not afraid of death. If they had such thoughts, they would not have joined the military in the first place.
"You're not running away?" The three soldiers quickly caught up from behind, looking surprised to see the two of them still waiting there.
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Originally, they were about to give up chasing, after all, their team here was definitely not the strongest. If others intervened, they might not get their share of food, and they might even lose what they already had.
"There's no need to run, if you want our food, it will only be after we're dead." ToranVicky spoke firmly.
"Yeah, don't expect to get food from us. Even if we give it to the dogs, you won't get any." Meda Ponce added.
"Haha, good." Hearing their words, one of the three suddenly laughed and said, "Indeed, you are valiant women. But since you want to be so stubborn, don't blame us for not sparing you."
As they spoke, the other two flanked them from both sides, encircling them in no time.
Looking at their posture, they had no intention of leaving anyone alive.
"Is this it?" Seeing the three of them, Meda Ponce couldn't help but feel a hint of despair. Here, it's the most primitive law of the jungle, where everyone fights to survive. Anyone who dies in battle here, no one can seek revenge for them beyond the limits of Dragon Soul.
That's the reason why people here are unrestrained in anything they do, knowing that the Dragon Soul Army will take responsibility for anything that happens.
"Surrender the food, and I may consider sparing your lives." Seeing his men already surrounding the two beautiful women, the leader showed a hint of a smile.
With their strength and the advantage of their position, dealing with the two of them was too easy, like catching fish in a barrel, without any need for much effort.
"Stop dreaming, if you want the food, it will only be after we're dead." ToranVicky scoffed, showing no signs of compromise.
"Toran, today might be our last day, but don't be afraid. If we die, I will be with you." Meda Ponce said, leaning against ToranVicky's back.
"I'm not afraid, but if we're going to die, I want them to die with us." ToranVicky's whole demeanor became dangerous at this moment, ready to fight to the death.
At this point, both of them had resigned themselves to their fate.
"I wanted to give you a chance, but you're too stubborn. In that case, you may as well die." Seeing that there was no possibility of negotiation, the leader finally gave the order.
"Such audacity... three grown men bullying two delicate women, have they no shame?" Just as they were about to attack, a voice suddenly came from above, and to their astonishment, a man leaped down from a tall tree right before their terrified eyes. Yes, he jumped from above, a distance of over ten meters, without fear of injury. But what truly shocked them was that they had not noticed this young man's approach at all, not a single sound. "Is it you?" As they beheld the figure before them, not only were the three soldiers shaken, but even the two beautiful women, Meda Ponce and Toran Vicky, were wide-eyed with disbelief at the unexpected encounter. Yes, it was Bidegla, and while he had not intended to intervene, he could not stand by and watch these two women meet a tragic end right before him. Besides, Meda Ponce had even taught him how to shoot just yesterday. Regardless, Bidegla could not bear to see them killed. Beautiful women were already scarce in Hania, and exceptional beauties like Meda Ponce were even rarer. Her death would be a great loss to the world of beauty. "Why are you here?" Meda Ponce demanded upon seeing Bidegla, unsure of his intentions. "I'm here to save lives, or do you think I'm just idly passing the time?" Bidegla retorted impatiently, casting a disdainful glance at Meda Ponce before turning his gaze to the three soldiers. "Brothers, I can see that you must be famished. In that case, I will give you my food in exchange for safe passage for us." Bidegla's words seemed conciliatory, but they only sparked a look of disdain on Meda Ponce's face, revealing her contempt for his apparent cowardice. She had thought more highly of Bidegla before. "I know your name is Bidegla, and I know you've come in first place in the previous tests, but you are not our target today. You'd better step aside," one of the soldiers said, looking at Bidegla with surprise at his previous actions but no fear. They had not brought guns, so what could a sharpshooter do? Moreover, the previous tests and actual combat had not shown much difference in their abilities, so this man did not think much of Bidegla. "You come here to rescue someone, and then you offer your food at the first sign of trouble? How can that be?" "And what if I refuse?" Bidegla inquired with a smile. "If you refuse, then today you will die here," the soldier declared, suddenly showing a fierce expression as he threw a punch at Bidegla. The attack was swift and forceful, and a normal person might have been doomed. But he had underestimated Bidegla. Could Bidegla really give away his food to someone else? What a joke. Bidegla stood before the man, but when the punch came, his expression suddenly changed as he realized that he had not touched anything, and Bidegla's body had passed through him like a shadow. Although he knew he had been deceived, it was too late for him to react.