Galfredik, Edmund, Partec’s group, and four Beowulf warriors hurried to Mungard.

“Oi! Monotheistic knight! Let’s go hunting and scouting together!”

“How many times have I told you to call me by my name?”

“Oh, right. Sorry. I forgot again. Anyway, you’re coming, right?”

“Right. Sir Galfredik, I will be right back.”

“Yes. Hurry back.” With Galfredik’s permission, Edmund and two Beowulf warriors quickly left the ranks.

“Bring back some deer meat!”

“Boar for me!”

The remaining two beowulfs waved their hands, and Partec’s team conversed while laughing.

“At first, they were at each other like mortal enemies, but it seems that they’ve grown closer recently.”

“It’s because they’re real warriors, not fake ones. And kids are supposed to fight a little as they grow up. Hehe.”

As a holy knight, Edmund could not hide his disapproval when he first met the beowulf warriors. It was because he had experienced a devastating defeat against the beowulfs when he first arrived in Brantia. Transformed Beowulf warriors were identical in appearance to lycanthropes, but they were much stronger. Unlike lycanthropes, beowulf warriors were able to fight systematically.

Nearly half of the ten holy knights had been killed by beowulf warriors after arriving in Brantia, so it was no wonder Edmund harbored hostility toward the beowulfs.

However, the beowulfs were different. Similarly, the Perseus...