Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 173 The Beast of Delusion
As a "relative" who lacked even street fighting experience, Constance was undoubtedly given extra care. And she herself was very motivated. In order to catch up with her cousin as soon as possible, during the few days when Ron and others went to the waterfall, this half-elf volunteered to go to the village and hone her skills by hunting nearby beasts.

But the result may not be satisfactory.

It was morning, in a village that already had many migrants, Ron and his friends found Constance who had just returned from hunting in the wild (outside the village). When she saw Ivy, she was extremely excited, and she showed off by opening a bunch of feathers in her hand like a fan, and kept waving them in front of Ivy.

"Stop it," the soldier slapped her hand away, "You're making me sneeze!"

"Where did you pick up this feather?"

"Found it? I didn't find it!" Constance said proudly, "This is the result of my hunting this morning!"

"That's a big improvement compared to the last two days!"

"Hunting results, this?" Sera couldn't hold it in any longer. "Girl, you didn't climb a tree to rob a bird's nest, did you? That can't be called hunting!"

"It's called gathering at best." Driver finished.

"Robbed a bird's nest? No way!" Constance blushed. "I found a huge monster bird in the wild these days. It always lurks in the bushes and attacks the children here! I rescued them, and then started a long battle with the monster bird!"

"At first I was always injured by its big beak, but now I can pluck its feathers and get away with it!"

"So... Miss Constance, why are you so obsessed with plucking its feathers?" Ivy held her forehead. "Since you can already touch it with your hands, why don't you just kill it directly?"

From Constance's description of being "cut by a large beak", Ivy guessed that her cousin was probably fighting a large terrestrial bird called an axe-beak. This large flightless bird's habit of attacking all unfamiliar creatures was most annoying.

One theory is that this is due to the axe-beak's visual system: in its eyes, all creatures are thin and short, and are undoubtedly ready for its meal.

"Kill it?" Constance was stunned for a moment. "No, I'm dueling with it! I should stop at a certain point..."

"I've seen plays in theaters and novels that say this - skilled knights don't kill their enemies, but instead cut their clothes or take away their ornaments, using this method to humiliate and mock their enemies."

"Didn't Seymour teach you the difference between drama and reality?" Sylvia was speechless. She didn't hold back that day, so why did her sister still have this kind of train of thought?

Constance shook her head. "No, Seymour said he hadn't read the plays or the novels."

"It makes sense," Sylvia complained, "I'm afraid he and his family's status in the Underdark is not even up to par, otherwise he wouldn't have come to the surface."

"It's obvious that the Axebeak is not enough of a pressure for you," Sera came to a conclusion. "It just so happens that we are going to take a walk deep into the Delusion Land. Do you want to follow us? Maybe if we encounter a dangerous enough challenge, you won't have this idea anymore."

This is a little custom in Sera's tribe: if a hunter brags about how invincible he is, others will instigate him to challenge stronger prey or other hunters. This challenge has a slight punishment and more advice, so no matter how embarrassed the hunter is to escape, no one will laugh at him. If he unfortunately dies in the challenge, others will think he is the best hunter and the bravest warrior. However, most people cannot win or die in battle. Sera is the latest person who succeeded in the challenge, so she became the chief of the Ochre Tribe.

"Don't worry, we will definitely take action in time," Ivy patted Constance's shoulder with her heavy gauntlet, "You don't have to act so painful..."

"That's because your nails caught my hair!"

There was no shortage of challenging beasts and monsters in the Land of Delusion, and there were even more challenging and dangerous ones. It was only in the afternoon when a brown bear chasing a giant horned deer attracted their attention.

"See that?" Sera bumped Constance on the shoulder. "Go chop off its paw."

"Me?" Constance opened her mouth and looked at the big bear that was three meters tall when standing upright. Her heart began to beat wildly, "Is this... a little too challenging?"

"This is not really challenging at all," Ivy pushed her from behind, "Go ahead, don't worry, even if you can't win, we've got you covered!"

"Let me help you a little," Ron couldn't bear to see it anymore. He opened the weaving foreword and began to cast a spell. Constance suddenly felt that her whole body was filled with a completely different power than usual. "Leaping spell, which triples your jumping ability; Long stride, which allows you to run faster; Mage Armor, which creates a protective magic force field around you."

"Okay, now go!"

Brown bears are at least two levels stronger than axe beaks, and are about the same strength as dire wolves, except that they don't hunt in groups. It was too ill-considered for Sera to let Constance rush forward directly.

At this moment, the brown bear finally lost its prey. It roared and looked over here with unfriendly eyes.

Although wild animals may not be very intelligent, they also have a set of instincts to seek benefits and avoid harm - if these people are in a group, they will definitely turn around and leave.

But now, a small person was pushed out and walked towards it alone? The brown bear was a little puzzled, now the food was delivered to the door?
Then why are you being so polite?

"Roar!"

The brown bear growled, and rushed towards Constance with its huge and bulky body like a chariot. When it rushed in front of Constance, it opened its bloody mouth and bit her head!

"It's not easy to catch me!" Constance obviously had some practical experience. She had already started to dodge before the brown bear made an attacking move, and slipped to the side from under the brown bear's mouth in time.

But before he could fight back, Sera's voice rang out from behind him: "Be careful, Bearpaw!"

"What—" Constance turned her head subconsciously, and a huge black shadow had already slammed past her. The half-elf felt as if she was hit by a carriage. Almost in an instant, her whole body flew up and was smashed hard against a tree beside her!

(End of this chapter)