Adventurer of Many Professions-Chapter 86: Dealing With the Jungle Cats!

Kris wanted to move, wanted to help, but the Jungle Cats were circling her and the others, making it impossible to break free.

Suddenly, Griffin, the injured assassin, called out from behind, his voice strained with urgency, "Help me ’heal’—I can fight back if you do!"

But Kris’s attention was fixed on Raymond. He wasn’t just surviving the onslaught; he was ’dancing’ through it.

In one smooth, impossible motion, Raymond lifted his left leg and twisted his body in a way that seemed physically impossible. The two Jungle Cats attacking him from the sides were easily avoided as he shifted his weight with a fluid, almost acrobatic movement. Then, with a single, sweeping motion, his sword cleaved through the Jungle Cat attacking his left leg, its head falling cleanly from its body.

Before the second cat could react, Raymond’s body completed a full rotation. His left foot, still planted on the ground, shot out like a whip, landing a devastating kick on the Jungle Cat attacking his arm. The force of the impact sent the cat flying backward, slamming into a massive tree with a sickening thud before collapsing onto the ground in a crumpled heap. It lay motionless, breathing shallowly, as though it had already given up the fight.

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The third Jungle Cat, who had leaped high to strike at his head, was now tumbling over Raymond’s body. Its claws lashed out in vain, but it couldn’t touch him. Raymond’s expression remained calm, his focus unbroken, as the cat sailed over his head, helpless against his fluid movements.

Kris, eyes wide, watched in awe as Raymond decimated the attackers one by one. She had never seen such skill, such precision. It was as though he was one with the battle, moving through it like a shadow, an unstoppable force.

For a brief moment, the battlefield fell silent. The remaining Jungle Cats seemed to hesitate, thrown off balance by the sheer ferocity of Raymond’s attack. Kris’s heart was still pounding, but now, she felt something else, a flicker of hope.

Raymond looked at her, his gaze sharp, and for the first time since he’d arrived, he allowed himself a brief nod, acknowledging the team’s survival.

"Stay sharp," he said, his voice steady. "This fight’s not over yet."

The powerful coordination of a fighter allowed Raymond to swiftly regain his footing after executing a complex move. His muscles and instincts working in perfect harmony, he was already prepared for the next strike before the jungle hunting cat that had flown over his head even had a chance to land.

Without hesitation, Raymond stepped forward, his sword raised high. In a single, decisive motion, he brought it crashing down, slicing the creature in half before it even hit the ground.

"Ah!" The Jungle Cat barely had time to emit a final cry as its body split apart with a spray of blood, falling to the earth in two mangled halves.

Raymond didn’t stop there. After dispatching the three Jungle Cats that had been surrounding him with swift efficiency, his eyes shifted to the remaining pack. His piercing gaze locked onto them, and for a moment, he saw the fear take root in their wild eyes.

The Jungle Cats, usually so brave and fierce, were trembling now. They understood all too well the brutal consequences of crossing him. These creatures weren’t mindless beasts, they were intelligent, and they recognized their own mortality in Raymond’s cold, unyielding presence. Seeing the carnage and realizing they were no match for his speed and strength, they hesitated, unsure how to proceed.

With a sharp movement, Raymond took a step forward. The remaining Jungle Cats immediately shrieked in fear, their instincts screaming at them to flee. Without a second thought, they turned and bolted, their sleek bodies darting between the trees with impressive speed. Within moments, they had vanished into the thick jungle, disappearing as quickly as they had appeared.

Raymond didn’t chase them. He knew when the fight was over. With a final glance at the retreating monsters, he turned and walked back toward Sylph, Lorene, and the others.

As he approached, he noticed that while Sylph and Lorene seemed to be visibly relieved, Kris and her teammates were staring at him in wide-eyed astonishment.

Before Raymond could say anything, Kris rushed toward him, her face alight with excitement. Without warning, she threw her arms around him in a tight embrace, her voice bursting out in a joyful shout. "Raymond, you are ’so’ awesome!"

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Kris, a tall and strong warrior, was wearing a suit of steel armor, and the force of her hug felt like being smothered by a cold, unyielding sheet of metal. Raymond, slightly uncomfortable but more surprised than anything, tried to wriggle free. Though she was strong, she was no match for his own strength, and with a small grunt, he managed to break free from her tight hold.

"Let me go first," Raymond said with a wry smile, using both hands to gently push her away.

"Ah! Raymond, I’m sorry! I got a little carried away," Kris stammered, quickly apologizing, her face flushing with embarrassment.

Once her teammates, Griffin and Delona, had calmed down, they exchanged looks of disbelief. Their gazes flicked between Raymond, Sylph, and Lorene. They had heard the names before, but seeing the faces now left them speechless.

"Could it be..." Griffin asked slowly, still trying to process what had just happened. "You’re the Explosion Magician ’Sylph’ and the Priest ’Lorene’? And ’he’ is Raymond; the dual-professional?"

Sylph, clearly pleased with the attention, puffed out her chest proudly, smiling mischievously. "Of course it’s us! Who else would it be?"

Raymond, rolling his eyes, felt the awkwardness of the moment settle in. But before he could comment, Sotoler, the archer who had been firing from a distance, approached with a sincere smile on his face.

"I’m Sotoler," he said, extending his hand to Raymond. "I’m the captain of this team. Honestly, without you and your help, we wouldn’t be standing here today."

Raymond glanced over at Sotoler’s quiver, now completely empty, and smiled. "I see you’re a bit short on arrows," he said, recognizing the archer from his earlier encounters with Kris.

Sotoler chuckled, the exhaustion clear in his voice. "Yeah, seems like I’m down to nothing, but at least we’re alive. Thanks again, Raymond."

Kris stepped forward, her eyes brimming with gratitude. "Raymond, I don’t know how to thank you. If you hadn’t come when you did... that cat would’ve finished me. You saved my life."

She reached up to touch her neck, still stained with the blood of the Jungle Cat that had nearly ended her. The thought of what might have happened if Raymond hadn’t arrived sent a chill down her spine. She still felt the residual fear, but now it was mixed with overwhelming relief.

Sylph, ever curious, tilted her head with a playful grin. "Hey, Raymond, you guys know each other?"

Raymond glanced at Kris and nodded. "We’ve met before. A while back, at the dwarf craftsman’s shop."

Kris flushed slightly, but she couldn’t help but smile. "Yeah, this is the first time I’ve met a dual-professional, and I guess I just got a little ’too’ excited," she said sheepishly, her voice tinged with embarrassment.

As the group processed the revelation, they all turned their gaze to Kris, who, still blushing, couldn’t help but add, "I never thought I’d be saved by ’him’. Just… wow."

Raymond chuckled softly at the reaction but didn’t linger on the praise. Instead, he gave Kris a nod and turned back to the team. There was still work to be done, and they couldn’t afford to lose focus now.

Sotoler, ever the calm and collected leader, just smiled and said nothing. He could tell that Kris admired Raymond, but he understood it wasn’t anything more than that, just the excitement of someone meeting someone powerful for the first time.

Raymond shifted his attention to Sotoler, the young archer who looked to be around 20 years old. "Mr. Sotoler," Raymond began, "can you tell us what happened? We’d like to understand the situation better."

Sotoler nodded immediately. "Of course. Let me explain."

After listening carefully to Sotoler and his teammates recount the events, Raymond and the others finally pieced together what had transpired. Sotoler’s face softened with a rueful smile. "After all of this, we’ve learned the hard way that when venturing into this area again, we should be more cautious and avoid unnecessary conflicts with other monsters."

Raymond gave a nod of agreement. It was a valuable lesson, and one that aligned perfectly with the strategy he’d been following since they entered the forest. His focus had been on avoiding dangerous confrontations, and hearing Sotoler’s account only reinforced his resolve. With the experience of Sotoler’s team as a cautionary tale, they were more determined than ever to tread carefully.

As the conversation began to wind down, Kris suddenly perked up. "By the way, Raymond, what kind of commission did you accept? We’ve explored quite a bit of this area, and maybe we can offer some useful information," she said eagerly, her curiosity piqued.