I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 339: One Hit Knockout

With Arthur taking action, Eric was completely at ease. As long as Arthur didn’t use so much force that scales appeared, there would be no surprises in this match.

This was the Dragon tribe; their innate advantage was right there. Evan, an Elf Prince, could only barely fight him to a draw.

Even the protagonist Max in the original work, before his magic core was activated, would have a hard time surviving a few moves under the hands of a Dragon tribe member in peak condition.

Kevin then ran over with a silly grin, standing beside Eric with his arms crossed, preparing to watch the show.

Arthur didn’t say much and stepped forward directly.

When his foot landed, the aura of his whole body surged out. Galvin’s expression changed instantly, and he looked solemnly at this person.

The two made their moves almost simultaneously, their speed extremely fast. Following their movements, dust flew up from under their feet.

In Eric’s eyes, which were not skilled in combat, these two had turned into two blurring shadows. He couldn’t see anything clearly, only hearing the sound of flesh colliding with flesh, which made his teeth ache just listening to it.

The warriors nearby watched with rapt attention. Only the warriors of Queen’s tribe had a bit more worry, while the warriors of Karin’s tribe stood on another side, their gazes looking towards the two fighting with a bit more scrutiny.

Watching for a while, Eric found it uninteresting, so he used magic to create a rattan chair that could automatically adjust its backrest, then sat down comfortably to wait for the result.

"This is really comfortable. Make one for me too." Kevin looked jealously at Eric’s chair, his eyes shining.

The surrounding warriors focused their attention on the place where the fight was happening and didn’t notice Eric’s actions.

Eric raised his hand to cast magic. He was halfway through weaving another chair, the backrest about to appear, when a loud explosion rang out. In an instant, dust filled the surrounding air.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft!" Dust almost flew into his mouth. Eric hurriedly summoned a gust of wind to disperse the surrounding dust.

A tornado curled up, sweeping the dust to the side. Only then was the scene in front of them revealed from within the yellow haze.

Arthur stood there unscathed, only the clothes on his body had a few more stains.

In front of him, a large pit had appeared on the flat ground. Eric and the other warriors walked over, craning their heads to look into the pit.

Galvin had sunk deep into the soil. Most pitifully, he was face down, his whole body covered in mud.

"Oh my god, you didn’t beat him to death, did you? I told you to be careful!" Seeing this, Eric was scared out of his wits, glaring at Arthur.

"I didn’t use much strength. He definitely isn’t dead. You told me to be careful, and I was very obedient." Arthur walked over with a aggrieved look, his eyes moist, completely lacking his previous majestic appearance.

"He’s fine, just temporarily passed out." Kevin was also slightly tense. He listened closely; the sound of Galvin’s heartbeat came from the pit, so he opened his mouth to comfort Eric. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Eric breathed a sigh of relief. If he really beat him to death or crippled him, how would he explain it to Queen? Moreover, at this critical moment... teaching him a lesson was enough.

However...

He turned his head to look at Arthur. Sure enough, the other was looking at him pitifully. This made Eric feel guilty; he had just been too worried.

"Alright, alright, I’m sorry. Wasn’t it because I was too worried? If something really happened to him, it would be very troublesome." Eric hurriedly apologized, casually reaching out to rub Arthur’s head as comfort.

Arthur still didn’t speak, just silently lowered his head so Eric wouldn’t have to stand on his tiptoes.

Eric felt even more guilty. Arthur was so thoughtful and even stood up for him, yet he had scolded him. It really wasn’t right.

He would cook a lavish meal just for him at home later to make it up to him.

The faces of the warriors from Queen’s tribe changed drastically, and they rushed down to help Galvin up.

"Cough, cough!" Galvin happened to wake up. He coughed a few times, wiped the muddy face, and looked at Arthur unwillingly.

He didn’t want to believe that he had been defeated by a human who looked not much older than himself, and lost so miserably at that. Arthur’s final punch had knocked him out on the spot; he hadn’t even felt the sensation of falling to the ground and sinking into the pit.

Although it seemed there were no broken bones, the state he was in was truly too miserable...

Eric happened to be holding the first batch of grass paper produced by the paper workshop. He pulled out a stack and handed it to Galvin.

"Wipe your nose, it’s bleeding," Eric said apologetically, worrying if he had severe internal injuries: "Are you okay? Is it serious? Let me use a healing spell on you."

Saying that, he waved his right hand lightly, and a leaf-shaped green healing spell entered Galvin’s body.

Galvin immediately felt the sharp pain in his chest subside by more than half. Together with the companion supporting him, his eyes widened, asking in astonishment:

"How do you know magic too?"

This voice sounded very strong; it seemed he was fine. Eric immediately breathed a sigh of relief, waving his hand:

"I am that one-in-ten-thousand beastman with magical talent. Let’s not talk about this anymore. Are you convinced? Can you stop causing trouble? Hurry up and go hunting."

Galvin’s face went from green to red in a few short seconds, then turned black again after a while. Unwillingly looking at Arthur, who was indifferent, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Convinced. But he isn’t a Snow Wolf. Can he represent the Hadu tribe too?"

Arthur’s face also darkened. His hanging hand clenched, planning to give this reckless Snow Wolf another beating.

"Of course. He is also my tribesman. The Hadu tribe is very inclusive of all races. Moreover, even if you could beat us, so what? I advise you to talk properly with Patriarch Queen. She did this for your sake; doing this is betraying her good intentions."

Eric retorted in annoyance, blatantly admitting Arthur’s identity as a human.

Galvin fell silent. The companion beside him squeezed his shoulder, desperately winking at him.

After a long while, Galvin took a deep breath: "I admit defeat."

Eric waved his hand like shooing away a fly: "Alright, alright, hurry and go hunting. You’ve wasted so much time."

Galvin took a deep look at Arthur, then dusted off the mud on his body and left with his companions following Kevin.

The good show ended. The impression of the warriors from Karin’s tribe regarding the combat power of the Hadu tribe was raised to a new level. Even the fact that Eric knew magic caused waves in their hearts, unable to calm down for a long time.

On the way back to hunting, these Snow Wolves were much quieter. Kevin, leading the way, also felt much relieved.

Especially that guy Galvin finally stopped looking at him with eyes like he was looking at prey. Kevin had almost lost his temper several times.

Having chased away the troublemakers, Eric sighed looking at the large pit in front of him, resigned to filling it up.

Fortunately, he was checking the progress at the paper workshop today. If it were inside the tribe, this fight would have caused a bigger impact. Now he just needed to fill a hole.

Eric was thinking about which magic to use for speed. Turning his head, he accidentally saw Arthur’s expression. He didn’t know what Arthur was thinking, but he was smiling slightly.

Was there something happy just now? Eric didn’t understand at all.

Forget it, just think about how to fill the hole. Using vines to scrape the soil down or using wind magic to roll the soil in would be quite fast.

Eric was about to reach out to cast magic when his vision suddenly blurred. The moment the world became clear, a cluster of small gray-brown dots suddenly appeared in front of him.