Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 31 Puppet
The giant black cat rushed out of the room first, followed closely by Yaro, who was holding a knight's longsword.

Where is the enemy?

call out!
Before Yaro could even see clearly, his hair stood on end and his body reacted instantly.

Advanced skill - Uppercut!

Hey!
The longsword, swung horizontally like a ping-pong paddle, quickly knocked away the inexplicably flying round ball.

He squinted, quickly adjusting to the light in the corridor, and the surrounding scene rapidly came into view.

Doll?

In the narrow corridor stood more than a dozen half-grown dolls, their height almost the same as that of the well-trained Yaro.

Their eyes were just dark, empty holes, and beneath those black holes was a crescent-shaped smiling face with a sharp, wavy line drawn in the middle. Their whole head looked like an unfinished pumpkin lantern.

Each of them wore a long, tail-like suit jacket, resembling clothes hangers, with round wooden sticks protruding from their bodies. They carried wooden spears much taller than themselves in their hands, swaying as they walked, making a constant 'clacking' sound, which looked extremely comical.

"Yarlo, take care of them!"

The black cat glanced at them casually, uttered a sentence, and then leaped over the puppets several times.

After the black cat had run far away, the puppets behind it slowly turned around, as if preparing to chase after the black cat. However, the puppets in front of Yaro had already raised their spears and were 'walking' towards him.

So weak?
Although Yaro's former opponents were all the same age as him, they were all highly trained and always gave their all when they fought against him.

Suddenly encountering an opponent weaker than a normal person, Yaro felt inexplicably overconfident.

But then she thought about how her teacher, Gemma, had sent her into another dimension several times, and had just asked her to deal with these puppets, so it seemed normal.

These puppets were numerous to begin with, and were likely only low-ranking soldiers, so their strength couldn't possibly be too exaggerated.

After all, his mother's tests confirmed that he possessed the strength of an intermediate wizard apprentice.

If someone with this level of strength finds it difficult to even face soldiers from another dimension, then the dangers of that dimension must be immense, and Teacher Gemma would never allow herself to take such a risk.

These puppets look strange. If an ordinary person saw them, their first reaction would probably be to run away.
As Yaro entered battle mode, his mind was racing while his body remained perfectly still.

Having faced multiple opponents single-handedly for many years, he deeply understands one principle.

We must not let the enemy prepare!
One against many is not the same as one-on-one combat. How can the attack speed of one pair of hands compare to that of five or six pairs of hands?

Before the puppets could surround him, Yaro lunged forward.

In contrast to the puppet's slow movements, Yaro's attacks were like lightning.

Clang!
so hard!

The knight's longsword in Yaro's hand was certainly no ordinary weapon, but even with the sharpness of the weapon and the momentum of his charge, he could only barely cut off one of the wooden sticks from the puppet's body.

Don't even think about chopping them into scrap; I don't have that much time, and it's not worth wasting so much energy on them!

Yaro made a decision immediately.

He noticed the puppet in front of him, whose supporting wooden stick had been cut off, half of its arm had fallen limply, and the spear that it had been holding tightly with both hands was now askew.

Yaro sensed his surroundings first, and after confirming that the other puppets had not approached, he rushed directly to the side of the half-crippled puppet and kicked it.

bump!
So light!

The half-crippled puppet flew out and knocked over three other puppets, causing chaos in front of them.

The flying kick was even more effective than his full-force slash.

The weakness is too obvious!

Light-footed, slow-reacting, and sluggish in movement, it's no wonder that ordinary boy in Monri was able to escape this space.

It can be said that, under normal circumstances, unless one is so scared that their legs go weak, these puppet soldiers cannot outrun an ordinary boy. Even if they encounter each other around a corner, a ten-year-old boy's strength is enough to push them away.

In that case, Yaro decided to change his attack method.

Attack their ridiculous necks!

Step back half a step with your right foot to provide support and also to prevent the puppet's strength from exceeding expectations. With your right foot back, you can change your move and jump back at any time.

Block!

With a single move, he blocked the thrusting spear. Thanks to his enhanced arm senses from the advanced Cat-style Fist - Climbing Tree, Yaro roughly understood the puppet's power.

Can block it!
Pick it up!

The knight's longsword in Yaro's hand immediately sprang up, causing the lance in front of him to draw a semi-circle. His right leg, which was in a horse stance, followed with force, and his body leaned forward quickly. Then the knight's longsword slashed down diagonally.

Cut!

The two cat-like fist techniques work together: the 'tree-climbing' ability allows for quick location of minimal resistance, while the 'running' ability provides subtle muscle control, allowing for slight adjustments to the blade's trajectory.

A sphere was swiftly cut off!
hum!
Suddenly, a spring sprang from the puppet's neck, and its head, which had just detached, was flung off, hurtling towards Yaro. Yaro, who had been using Cat-Shaped Fist - Running, quickly sensed the sudden wind pressure. He immediately judged the speed with his peripheral vision, and before he could retaliate, he had to parry with his longsword. At the moment of contact, he immediately exerted force and swiftly struck outwards.

when!
The familiar voice came, and feeling the touch he had just made, Yaro suddenly understood what had flown towards him when he left the house.

It's a puppet head too!
Was it caused by Ms. Gemma's attack?
She left the house half a second before me and dealt with a puppet so quickly?
So strong!
clack clack...

The puppet soldiers were approaching. Without thinking, Yaro picked up the headless puppet on the ground and kicked it away quickly.

As long as a method works, it doesn't matter if it's outdated!

Because it was headless, the headless puppet was lighter. In addition, Yaro had to lift it up first, and the continuous exertion of force also weakened the kicking power. As a result, it failed to knock down other puppets, but it still caused some chaos and hindered the progress of the subsequent puppet soldiers.

Before the puppets could calm down, Yaro drew his sword and rushed in.

The power of the spears lies in their quantity. Faced with a sufficient number of spears, even the most quick-witted person will find it difficult to dodge. However, once the puppet soldiers are in disarray, even if a few manage to react and attack, Yaro can easily dodge them.

If he couldn't dodge it, he would simply parry and block.

Aside from their relatively hard wooden bodies, the puppet soldiers were far inferior to the boy who had sparred with Yaro in every other aspect.

At this moment, however, he was completely focused and dared not relax for even a moment.

This is completely different from training. Back then, even if the boys had weapons, they were never sharpened. If Yaro accidentally missed one, he would at most get a bruise, and his combat strength would not be affected in the slightest.

Now it's different. No matter where he is attacked, his movement speed, strength, reaction speed, stamina, and all other aspects may be affected.

Once injured, it can have far-reaching consequences, potentially leading to defeat!
He wanted to use the puppet soldier whose body he had cut off in front of him, but when he tore open a puppet's ill-fitting suit and saw the empty body underneath, he had to give up this unrealistic idea.

We can't afford to take any chances; we have to solve them one by one!
Go Yaro!
These puppets aren't very strong. Just look at their weight, you can easily kick them away. Even if you're surrounded by several puppet soldiers, you can use the headless puppets on the ground to break through!

Yaro silently cheered himself up, took a deep breath, swallowed, and quickly dodged another thrusting spear. Taking advantage of the puppet soldier's wide-open defenses, he swiftly closed in.

A longsword is brandished!

Cut!

Then he quickly jumped backward, dodging the popped-out wooden pumpkin lanterns while also avoiding attacks from both sides.

Keep backing away!

There are fallen puppets on the ground; they cannot possibly maintain the same speed of movement!

Sure enough, after taking a few steps back, the puppet soldiers who wanted to catch up were separated from each other by the messy puppet bodies that had fallen to the ground. Yaro rushed forward again and took them down one by one.

The narrow passageway became a shredder for the puppet soldiers. Having mastered the tactics, Yaro was getting more and more comfortable fighting, relying on movement for defense. He swung his knight's longsword less and less, but when he did, he could hit a puppet's neck with extreme precision.

……

Click!

Yaro finally severed the neck of the last puppet soldier, maintaining the rapid breathing of the 'Knight's Breathing Technique', and slowly walked out.

He was relying on the 'Knight's Breathing Technique' to quickly recover his physical strength. At the same time, slow walking also helped the muscles absorb and break down lactic acid, accelerating the recovery process.

With the surrounding situation unclear, he must maintain his peak condition at all times.

“Well done!”

A gigantic black cat carrying a sleeping boy in hemp clothing walked softly from the end of the corridor. "It's just a little slow. I finished all my work before you finally cleaned up these wooden planks."

"Black cat?"

Yaro slumped his shoulders slightly and smiled relaxedly, "What's that in your mouth?"

The black cat released its grip, letting the boy in hemp clothing fall, and looked at Yaro with a half-smile, saying, "Cowardly Yaro, what's wrong? You don't even want to call her Teacher Gemma anymore?"

Hearing that familiar teasing voice, Yaro finally relaxed and said with a wry smile, "I just can't figure out the rules of this strange space."

The black cat glanced at the longsword that Yaro was still holding, nodded in satisfaction, skipped the topic, gently kicked the boy in hemp clothing on the ground, and looked up to say, "This is the boy who was telling you the story just now."

At this moment, Monri did not look well. His eyes were completely dark, somewhat like the puppet soldier that Yaro had encountered before. One of his shoes had fallen off, revealing a log as thick as an arm.

Yaro frowned as he looked at Mengli, who was lying unconscious on the ground. "How did he end up like this?"

"Don't underestimate him now. He doesn't need to take any exams anymore. Any wizarding academy would be willing to accept him."

Yaro was taken aback, then quickly asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Why?" The black cat looked at the ground with schadenfreude. "He actually managed to absorb the core of this strange space. Any wizarding academy that can get him is essentially getting a living resource industry. Which wizarding academy would refuse?"

"Doesn't that mean being kept at home for the rest of your life?"

The black cat did not deny it. Gray mist emanated from its body, and its form gradually shrank. At the same time, it said, "That has nothing to do with us. I just got something good, and I'll give it to you later."

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(End of this chapter)