“Edgar, watch out!” Fabby howled.

Dozens of disciples that had been watching their fight for a while now attacked Edgar almost from every direction.

Edgar was always confident in his ability to hear things. However, in this Zone B, where there was a constant blizzard blowing about, hearing things wasn’t easy. Still, he heard a sword coming from behind, and he knew he had to move away, or the arm he was holding the skillbooks with would get chopped.

His body reacted to his thoughts and moved away. As he predicted, someone attacked him with a large blade that just missed him.

But Edgar still found himself frozen because a spear pierced him from the back and struck his shoulder. The four skillbooks fell before he could send them into his storage ring. Moreover, he was shocked because he couldn’t hear the spear at all, and it made him realize something as he jumped away from there. “He must have used sheerdrive to cover the spear. Dammit.”

It was frustrating to jump away from the four ski