Depending on the method of battle and the primary used skills according to the hunt, a speed difference was bound to occur. But even when considering those points, Seoyoon was far stronger than Weed himself.
‘Between a minimum of 390 to beyond 400. It probably won’t stray too far from that range.’
An estimation made by Weed. Comparing combat abilities based on monsters would probably not be wrong. Combat abilities rarely went counter to his eyes’ intuition. As such, he couldn’t force Seoyoon to do this and that. He needed to make her into a companion who would help him voluntarily.
‘It’ll be pathetic if I get beaten by a girl!’
Weed spoke in an insinuating tone passing through. Like a merchant selling self-preservation food!
“You never ate Northern Wolves before right?”
“......?”
“Actually, they’re so thin they don’t have much meat. Their bones are uselessly strong too. But the taste is incomparable. This is an absolutely true story!”
“......”
“Firmness and longevity together in the meat. The pleasure of eating after carefully separating them from the bone!”
Weed reproduced the appearance of tearing ribs with both hands. Truthfully, Wolf Galbi covered in spices was the best. Weed licked his lips imitating the feeling of not being able to forget the taste ever again. Weed added these final words.
“And the delicacy that comes from immersing the bones later on. Drinking one sip of the piping hot broth in the cold is just……..”
Seeuk.