<h4>Chapter 115 Ambrose Vs. Redheart</h4>


    "Ah... ah!" Ambrose struggled to stand as one of his legs rotted away once a single arrow pierced through his thigh.


    He was feeling utterly helpless against this enemy.


    ''How is this fair? Fucking overpowered arrows!''


    [-88 HP!]


    [HP: 97/300]


    Even though all of the damage he suffered was halved, he was still losing catastrophic amounts of health.


    He was almost one arrow shot away from death. If the next arrow hit his head, it would be instant death.


    "Hehe, I have to be careful not to kill you. That would be such a waste~" Redheart pulled out several green arrows from her quiver, ced them on the bowstring, and pulled it.


    Ambrose ignored her taunting as he struggled to stand. He also lost his right leg and his right arm.


    He waspletely helpless on his right side, and it was obvious that Redheart was going to use that weakness to her benefit.


    ''The left side is my weakest. I have barely started my ambidextrous training, and I could barely tell the difference before I started doing it. It takes many months, maybe even years, to truly master it!''


    Ambrose gritted his teeth.


    This wasn''t the first time he felt helpless in a fight, but never like this.


    He believed he could still fight in his previous encounters, but now it was apletely different matter.


    ''Can I restore my limbs quick enough with Restoration Gel? She will never let me.


    ''Should I use the Orc Whistle? Nah, I would die, and that Yugh-something would probably destroy the town if it had the chance to. I would prefer to finish this fight privately without putting others in harm''s way.''


    Swoosh, swoosh—several green arrows crossed the air, targeting Ambrose''s sword-wielding left arm.


    He quickly hopped with one leg to the side and identally tripped and fell through the destroyed window.


    He rolled on the cobblestone sidewalk before standing up with a a messy hair.


    "Don''t run away~" Redheart lunged after him and mmed her bow down on Ambrose''s exposed nape. He quickly turned away, mmed his sword into the bow, and blocked it.


    Even though he only had his left arm, he was still powerful enough strength-wise to block the strike.


    Crack—shockingly, the bow cracked slightly.


    "?!" Redheart''s expression changed for the first time during this fight. She looked surprised and turned to look at the grinning Ambrose.


    "This is a sword that can cut through anything, especially through his pathetic wooden bow!" Ambrose screamed and shed through the bow effortlessly, sending Redheart flying across the empty streets.


    She nimblynded on the ground and did a stylish backflip before sliding down the cobblestone ground for a few more meters before stopping.


    She looked at the broken bow in her hand and threw it away without any care.


    Swing—Ambrose swung the ck Sword around before slowly sheathing it. He then reached for his inventory and pulled out a red-ded sword.


    It was like the de was made of hardened blood.


    "Are these swords the rewards of the quest?" Redheart asked casually while pulling out another bow from her inventory.


    It was another wooden bow, the same as the previous one.


    "Yeah," Ambrose replied without caring to hide the rewards.


    "Hmm, well, once you start begging for the end to arrive, you will give those rewards back." Redheart licked her lips and lowered her stance. "I promise you that."


    Ambrose moved the Red Sword in front of him. It was right in the middle of his face, reflecting his paleplexion and bloodshot eyes.


    ''Ambrose from The Immortal Man managed to fight an entire army single-handedly and emerge victorious.


    ''That is the power of fiction. That is not what a human is capable of doing. In his shoes, I would be able to fight three or four soldiers before being overwhelmed and killed.


    ''However, that would also apply to her.'' Ambrose moved the sword beside him and took a deep breath. ''This is a battle between two humans, and I don''t think she is stronger than me. I just have to believe and crush her.''


    Redheart slowly switched her arrows from green ones to ordinary ones. She didn''t want to kill her opponent after all.


    It would only mean he would be once again able to escape.


    Ambrose mmed his eyes open and hopped forward like a rabbit. With a single leap, he crossed a distance of nearly a meter.


    He moved really slowly. However, his determined look did not disappear.


    "The Scarlet Rain." Redheart aimed the bow at the sky and fired several arrows. The arrows arched in the air and fell down towards Ambrose like raindrops.


    "Ha!" Ambrose lunged forward andnded t on his stomach.


    However, because of that lunge, the arrows narrowly missed him.


    "High Pain!" From the ground, he outstretched his sword-wielding arm and tried to sh at Redheart''s leg.


    However, to no avail, she leaped backwards and released several arrows.


    He quickly rolled on the dirty ground while the arrows bounced off the ground behind him.


    "A slippery one. Maybe you are not a dog after all, but an eel!" Redheartughed while taunting and sent several arrows flying towards the ck-haired young man.


    Ambrose jumped to his feet, and several arrows stabbed into his left shoulder.


    [-65 HP!]


    [HP: 32/300]


    With a murderous growl, Ambrose lunged forward with a deafening scream as he approached the red-haired woman.


    "Heh." Redheart nned to jump backwards again, but her back suddenly collided with a wall.


    Her eyes widened in shock as she realized that she had been tricked.


    Ambrose''s n was never to hit her but to make her back into a corner!


    "High Pain!" He screamed and shed his sword with trembling muscles.


    "Good try, but you are slow!" Redheart ducked the strike and sidestepped quickly to the side.


    She grabbed the bow by its wooden frame and smashed it towards the side of Ambrose''s face.


    Ambrose''s head got swung to the side, with blood trickling down his nose.


    However, a crazy grin crept on his face as he suddenly lifted his bloodied sword-wielding arm.


    The arrows stuck in his shoulder cracked in half.


    He didn''t care, even though there were two sharp objects stuck in his shoulder.


    "Haaa!" Ambrose screamed and brought the sword down towards Redheart''s face.


    Her mouth opened like an "O", but she quickly recovered from her shock and ced the bow in the way.


    "50kg!" He screamed, and then the dended on the bow.


    Crack—resounding crack echoed as the sword effortlessly went through the wooden bow.


    ''S-so heavy!'' Redheart eximed and knew that she would not be able to dodge this.


    Therefore, she quickly moved her arms in front of her torso to weaken most of the damage.


    She was well aware that no one would be able to one-shot her if they didn''t strike her head.


    Therefore, she was very confident in surviving this!


    When the red de was about tond on Redheart''s slender arms, Ambrose''s eyes glowed with a mysterious and powerful glow.


    It was like they hosted years of misery and pain.


    All that misery and pain was included in this blow.


    Ambrose breathed air into his lungs, and then his voice traversed across his vocal cords all the way to his oral cavity as he powerfully shouted.


    "Humanoid Imperfecta!"


    [Humanoid Imperfecta - Completion Rate - 100%!]


    [Humanoid Imperfecta - Rank: Beyond Rare]