The story of the black silk female knight

Especially since Valensa had a driver's license in her previous life, she inevitably dealt with that one thing every day when driving to the supermarket to buy groceries—the rearview mirror.

So this problem only seems difficult; in fact, it can be solved with just a mirror.

If a male adventurer were in this situation, it might be quite difficult... but how could a woman who loves beauty not carry a mirror with her at all times?

Valensa immediately pulled out her dressing case from her storage magic purse, pretended to be bored, and turned to walk towards the dense forest, but her eyes were always fixed on the figure of the Winged Falcon in the mirror.

really.

Just as Valensa turned around and took less than two steps, the Winged Falcon's body tensed instantly, its wings spread wide, as if it could transform into a sharp blade that could tear through the air and swoop down at any moment.

Valensa's heart pounded, her divine runes and mental power held back, waiting for the Winged Falcon to leave the cliff.

Unfortunately, the winged falcon seemed to have noticed Valensa's gaze through the mirror. After flapping its wings twice, it lay down again, ignoring Valensa as she walked back into the forest.

Damn it! We were so close!

Valensa appeared calm, but she was actually so angry she almost stomped her feet.

However, this also confirmed that the Winged Falcon had refrained from attacking because it sensed her gaze.

but why?

Before Valensa, there were quite a few adventurers who tried to hunt the Winged Falcon, including some adventurer teams led by Lighthouse-class adventurers.

The squad led by the Lighthouse-class was definitely strong enough, so the Winged Falcon chose to fly far away from them and avoid battle. The squad waited by the waterfall for three days, but ultimately returned empty-handed.

However, other adventurers have fought against the Winged Blade Falcon quite a few times, and in the Adventurers' Guild's intelligence, there is never any information that the Winged Blade Falcon will not attack if it can sense a gaze.

Many adventurers have watched helplessly as the Winged Falcon swooped down, attempting to tear them apart with its supersonic slash.

Although most adventurers who dare to challenge the Winged Falcon are prepared, only a few can truly avoid this attack unscathed. Most will bleed a little, or even lose their lives.

Even so, many adventurers still want to hunt down the Winged Falcon... Among them are hot-blooded and reckless young people who want to avenge their friends and family, and others who are simply after the bounty.

After all, the bounty for defeating the Winged Falcon is 200 gold coins, which is equivalent to more than half a year's income for most adventurers in this small border town.

Valensa felt some pity for the adventurers who were injured or even died for money, but she wasn't too saddened. After all, high rewards come with high risks, and if you make a choice, you have to be willing to take the consequences.

She just couldn't understand why the Winged Blade Falcon didn't care about the gazes of other adventurers, but was so wary of her gaze.

She was just a Candlelight-level female knight, a delicate woman at that. Shouldn't she be easy to bully in the eyes of normal monsters?

Why won't it attack me?!

Surely he couldn't have been so captivated by my beauty that he took pity on me?

Valensa was very distressed in the dense forest, and even thought of banging her head against a tree to clear her mind.

Realizing that her thinking had most likely reached a dead end, Valensa once again played to her strengths and quickly adjusted her mindset.

Can't figure it out? Then don't think about it for now, eat something first!

Anyway, the Pteranodon would never dare to rush into the jungle to launch an attack... If it did, Valensa wouldn't even need to do anything herself; the dense branches would be enough to leave the Pteranodon covered in wounds, or even kill it.

To accurately avoid tree branches and navigate through dense forests, the Pteranodon must sacrifice most of its speed. Without its speed advantage, the Pteranodon becomes just an ordinary large bird, easily shot down with a short bow.

Many adventurers who have survived attacks by the Bladefalcon can attest to this information; once you enter the jungle, you no longer need to worry about the Bladefalcon.

Valensa was already very familiar with this jungle. Knowing there was no danger nearby, she simply found a large rock to sit on, took out a crunchy flower fruit, and started munching on it.

As the meat floss-like texture filled her mouth, Valensa instantly felt her high blood pressure, a result of anger from the Winged Blade Falcon, disappear, and her mind, which had been clouded by rage, cleared completely.

She closed her eyes, continued to savor the delicious food in her mouth, and followed her intuition, searching deep into her memory for any information that might be useful.

...and she actually found it.

That was a video Valensa had seen online in her past life. It was about a tough guy from the Ganges River region who idolized a tiger-slaying hero. After drinking, he jumped into the tiger enclosure and kept provoking the tigers.

That wasn't a tiger raised by people in an ordinary zoo; it was a wild Bengal tiger that had been captured from the wild less than two months ago and had attacked the village multiple times, injuring many people and livestock.

Many onlookers thought the tough guy would be badly injured if he didn't die, but he emerged unscathed.

The tiger didn't attack at all; instead, it retreated step by step as the strong man approached, and even fled back into its den.

Even though the drunken brute kept provoking the tiger in front of the cave, the tiger still refused to come out. Finally, the drunken brute, feeling bored, left.

When Valensa first came across this video, she felt it was all an act, or that the tiger wasn't a wild tiger at all, but just a large cat kept by humans.

However, many news reports later confirmed the incident, forcing Valensa to believe that the video was genuine.

Then her past life made her curious—why didn't the king of beasts attack when he was so arrogantly provoked?

The drunken, burly man in the video is quite strong for a human, but he's no match for a wild Bengal tiger. One slap from those massive claws would cripple him, let alone a bite.

Driven by curiosity, Valensa consulted a lot of information after her previous life and even asked a friend in a group chat who had worked as a zookeeper before she finally found out the answer.

Chapter 69 You still need to eat, right?

In Valencia's previous life, humans, as the pinnacle of primates, naturally possessed intelligence that surpassed all other life forms.

But this doesn't mean that other life forms are stupid, especially the top predators that dominate the wilderness. They not only possess intelligence, but also a certain instinct derived from their genes.

Regarding the video of "A Ganges River Man Provokes a Fierce Tiger While Drunk but Leaves Unharmed," Valensa from her previous life, after reviewing the information, came up with an explanation that she considered reasonable.

Tigers, as natural apex predators, have had numerous interactions with humans since ancient times.

Some humans unfortunately perished in the jaws of tigers, but others became tiger-hunting heroes.

Humans can pass on knowledge through generations of practice and training, and tigers naturally have a way to pass on the experience and instincts of their ancestors... through genes.

The reason that drunk man on the Ganges River wasn't attacked by the tiger is probably due to the tiger's genetic instincts.

Its instincts tell it that any human who fears it can be hunted and killed, while any human who has no fear of it can certainly harm or even kill it.

Therefore, unless they are extremely hungry or their young are threatened, wild beasts generally will not attack humans who show them no fear.

Predators who have lived in the wild for a long time have very sharp intuition. The tiger probably sensed the fearless bravery, or rather recklessness, of the Ganges drunkard, which is why it retreated step by step, preferring to hide in its den and be ridiculed for its cowardice by the onlookers rather than make any rash moves.

If even wild beasts have such a cautious side, what about monsters that are stronger and smarter than wild beasts?

Valensa thought that the reason why the Winged Falcon didn't attack her might be for a similar reason.

She was too confident and too eager for the Winged Falcon to attack her. The Winged Falcon must have sensed this when they made eye contact, which is why the bird was so cautious.

Even though Valenza exposed her back, the area that the Winged Blade Falcon loved to attack, the Winged Blade Falcon, which had already assumed an attack stance, immediately stopped its attack after noticing Valenza's gaze through the mirror.

Perhaps the Winged Falcon had already come to some understanding of Valensa—as long as it remained within the sight of this black-stockinged two-legged beast, it must never attack her.

This is undoubtedly a terrible situation, but it has most likely already become a reality.

To verify this hypothesis, Valensa went out of the jungle several more times to try it.

The result was the same as the first time: the two sides continued to clash only with their eyes, and neither side made a move.

No matter what provocative actions Valensa takes, she will never let the Winged Falcon out of her sight.

While the Winged Falcon appeared to be lazily lying in its nest, it never actually let Valensa out of its sight, always waiting for a real opportunity to attack.

In some ways, the Winged Falcon shares the same tactical style as Valencia, both preferring to feign weakness before seizing an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

Because the Winged Falcon's supersonic slash will likely consume a lot of its stamina, it can probably only be used once per battle, while Valensa's Divine Power Rune also has a one-day cooldown... in this respect, the two are very similar.

After fully understanding all of this, Valensa realized that unless she revealed a real weakness, the Winged Falcon probably wouldn't attack her.

But once the Winged Falcon was out of sight, Valensa was no longer certain of victory.

She seemed to be facing another difficult choice.

Should we continue the standoff and patiently wait it out? Or should we give up and leave? Or take a gamble?

Valensa didn't choose either.

She couldn't afford to waste time, as the War Academy's admissions assessment had a time limit.

A month may seem like a long time, but there are still two more challenges ahead. The earlier you pass the first challenge, the more advantageous you will be in the later challenges.

Should we abandon our plans and go to hunt other Pearl-level monsters?

From an efficiency standpoint, this seems to be the best choice, but Valensa can't swallow this.

She came triumphantly to defeat the Winged Falcon, only to slink away in disgrace? Even if no other adventurers knew about this, those great beings who made fun of her would surely laugh at her, wouldn't they?

Perhaps this is the only option when there's absolutely no other way, but it's not time to give up yet.

As for taking a risk... that option was never even on Valensa's radar in the first place.

She's never been the type to take risks when there are safe options... No amount of reward is as important as her life.

Lost in thought, Valencia unconsciously nibbled on another crunchy fruit, and it was the lingering texture in her mouth that sparked an idea.

Even if you, Winged Falcon, are incredibly clever and cunning, you still need to make a living, right?

I have enough food reserves to last me about two years. How much do you have?

Birds' bodies are generally not designed to store much energy, so they must eat every day. Valensa could clearly see the nest of the Pteranodon after enhancing her vision, and there was no food stored inside.

Well then... heh heh.

Valensa couldn't help but smile; she had an idea.

Just then, a commotion came from not far away. It was several antlered deer, who seemed to be heading to the pool below the waterfall to drink.

They must have known that a terrifying predator had recently appeared above the pool, but they couldn't do anything about it; it was the only water source nearby.

Moreover, deer are the preferred food of most wild beasts and monsters in the jungle, and they face danger no matter where they are.

Seeing this, Valensa lifted her right foot, and amidst the afterimage of her black stockings and leather boots, a pebble was kicked like a bullet, heading straight for the head of a certain antlered deer.

Bang!

The stone struck its target, and the antlered deer fell with a mournful cry, its blood staining its companion.

The remaining few antlered deer glanced longingly at the pool, but still didn't dare to approach further, turning around and fleeing in the opposite direction.

“Excellent, truly clever ingredients.”

Valensa nodded in satisfaction and continued doing similar things... She killed or drove away all the animals that wanted to drink from the pool.

This is the new plan she came up with.

Prevent any other animals from entering the hunting range of the Pteranodon, starve it for two days first.

The Winged Falcon certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to starve to death; it only has two choices.

They either charge down and fight Valensa to the death, or they go hunting elsewhere.

If the Winged Falcon fights desperately, that will be exactly what Valensa wants. She will then use divine runes and mental power to reincarnate it as a friendly bird of prey to humans in its next life.

If the winged falcon chooses to hunt elsewhere, Valensa will seize the opportunity to rush into its nest, burn it down with white phosphorus, and then set a trap with the sharp metal wire of the assassination ring, giving the winged falcon a surprise when it returns from its hunt.

If the Winged Blade Falcon were to completely abandon this place and move elsewhere... that wouldn't be impossible. After all, Valensa's real goal was to prevent the Winged Blade Falcon from affecting the lives of the residents of Sergintown. She could also choose to hunt other Pearl-level monsters for the War Academy's assessment.

Chapter 70 The Demonic Scale Bull Loves to Charge Towards Black

When Valensa first chased away the various animals that wanted to drink from the pool under the waterfall, the Winged Falcon didn't seem to care much, lying listlessly in its nest, only its eyes still sharp.

Several hours later, as darkness fell, the Winged Falcon finally spread its wings and hissed fiercely, as if telling Valensa to get lost in bird language.

"Hey, you stinky bird, are you hungry?"

Valensa clearly sensed the Winged Falcon's anxiety and anger. In a good mood, she stretched with a smile in her beautiful blue eyes, then kicked a hog rabbit that was trying to drink water away.

It's a firefly-level herbivorous monster. Although its name contains the word "rabbit," it's actually bigger than a fat pig in a slaughterhouse. If the Winged Falcon were to accidentally catch it, it would be enough to feed it for at least two days.

Seeing that the food that could have filled their stomachs was driven away by Valensa, the feathers on the Winged Falcon stood up like sharp knives, and the anger in its eyes intensified.

"Haha~~"

Valensa was in an even better mood, and even beckoned with her finger and winked:

"Don't rush, I know you're hungry. I'll start cooking right away, but do you dare come down to eat?"

After saying that, she actually found a few dry branches, lit them with fire magic crystals, and built a campfire in the jungle.

Then he dragged over a deer that he had killed not long ago, cut off its leg with a long sword, removed its fur and skin, and rinsed it clean with water from a jug.

Finally, there's the barbecue, a common outdoor activity. This dish requires very little skill; you just need to get it cooked.

Valensa didn't show off her culinary skills; she simply sprinkled some salt and pepper on the deer leg and precisely controlled the heat to roast the meat until it was golden brown and fragrant.

"Hmm~~ The taste is alright."

After the meat was grilled, Valensa took a bite herself before holding it up in front of her, taunting the Winged Falcon with an extremely smug look: