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Dylan's bare fist felt like mountains as they hit me. I intercepted his flashing blows with my spear, moving it at the limit of my speed. I utilized every boost spell I had, and every other technique I could utilize to enhance my body's stats, such as Blood Art's [Blood Flow Acceleration] [Blood Pump] [Bloodlust] and [Blood Aura] together.
CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLAAASH!
I could notice that Dylan wasn't even fighting me seriously, yet his carefree blows brought with themselves an enormous, overwhelming strength, I was forced into a defensive stance, as I was constantly pushed back and back.
"Hahaha! What's wrong? Where are your summons at?" Dylan asked provocatively.
Despite being a Hero, he really acted like a thug now that I think about it.
He probably wasn't born a noble, but a humble farm boy.
Kind of like me…
I guess it only makes it more interesting that he's not interested in any courtesy or frivolity that nobles often care about so deeply for.
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