However, his internal organs were still shaken up from the impact.

�What the hell?�

Shock was evident on the bandit leader�s face.

His mind was more shaken up than his internal organs that were still shaking from the impact.

He had expected the enemy to be strong. However, he never expected them to be this strong. He looked toward Beacrox who was approaching him and clenched his axe once again. His hands were shaking.

�Why would such strong people show up at Mount Leeb?�

He clenched his fists and started to smile as he pondered that question. He just needed to defeat these strong individuals. He could feel that excitement again if he could do that.

On the other hand, Cale let out a sigh.

�Toonka is definitely the strongest person.�

He had expected more from this bandit leader as he and Toonka seemed to be the same type of person, however, this guy couldn�t even reach Toonka�s ankles.

But that was probably why he was a bandit.

�Young master-nim, isn�t Beacrox strong?�

�Why are you asking such an obvious question?�

Cale casually responded to Ron�s obvious question as he observed Beacrox.

Ron was talented in using his dagger for assassination.

His son Beacrox was the opposite as he used a greatsword.

The son had created his own path using the knowledge passed down from his father.

He was someone who fought silently, even while wielding a greatsword.

Beacrox�s sword style was as spotless and clean as his outfit. His style was fancier than most knights.

It was as if he was beautifully decorating food.

He attacked as if he knew the places on the human body that would hurt the most.

Beacrox�s sword style was a combination of all of those.

Baaaaang!

Another loud noise could be heard. Cale could see the axe flying away as Beacrox�s palm headed for the bandit leader�s back. JrNovels.com