Under the dim candlelight.
Søren and Vivian sat opposite each other at a small table. In front of them were white bread, bacon, fish soup, and lettuce.
In this era, human food was still relatively simple and barren. In fact, with the historical background of westerners, the food itself was very uncreative. The real culinary skills were in the Elven Kingdom and the small Halflings, especially the latter who were almost master level in cooking. But for Vivian, the food in front of her was a little too sumptuous.
"Brother."
The little girl swallowed her saliva and blinked. "Isn't it too wasteful?"
There was meat, soup, and white bread.
In the past, they could only eat such good food during the New Year.
Søren didn't answer. He just reached out and touched her little head lovingly. Then, with a twist of his fingertips, a shiny Kindler appeared on the back of his hand. Under the dim candlelight, the Gold Derahls shone brightly, causing Vivian's beautiful little face to show a trace of surprise. Then, she smiled until her eyes narrowed like crescent moons, and whispered, "Big brother."
"Are we rich?"
She didn't care where the money came from!
Since it was in their hands, the money belonged to them.
Sauron was amused by the way the little girl spoke in a low voice. He reached out and pinched Vivian's cheeks. Then, he took out an embroidered pouch and shook it gently with his fingers. There was a crisp sound coming from the pouch. He smiled and said, "This is for you."
"Vivian's share of the profits!"
The little girl didn't understand what Søren meant, but it didn't prevent her from knowing that it was for her.
She reached out her small hand and took the pouch. It was sewn with a simple pattern cloth. Only the noble ladies in the city would use such a pouch. There was a circle of string on it that could be tied up by pulling it tight. Vivian opened the pouch and was immediately dazzled by the light inside. She saw several Kindler and many Silver Derahls.
"We're rich!"
The little girl smiled until her eyes narrowed. She happily put away the pouch and said with a sweet smile, "Thank you, big brother!"
This is Kindler!
She had never had so much money before. It was enough for her to buy a lot of food and a new dress.
"Let's eat."
Søren rubbed her head and placed a piece of meat into her bowl.
In the beginning, he was not used to the lack of chopsticks, but as he stayed in this world for a long time, he gradually became indifferent to it.
Adventurers were not so particular when they were in the wild. Most of the time, they would just eat with their hands!
The little girl happily took a bite, and her face showed a trace of satisfaction. Then, she scooped up some fish soup with a spoon, blew on it, and handed it to Søren. She blinked and said, "Big brother."
"Open your mouth!"
Søren smiled helplessly and opened his mouth.
Vivian giggled and suddenly drank the soup herself. She even pretended to smack her lips and said, "It's delicious!"
"Naughty girl!"
Søren did not know whether to laugh or cry, but he was inexplicably happy in his heart.
He had not been this happy in a long time!
… …
It was a quiet day.
The turbulent situation in Amber City did not affect the two's good mood.
Søren woke up early in the morning to practice his swordsmanship. Basic Swordsmanship could be perfectly applied to any weapon because its core was to hack, slash, and stab.
The memory of the battle was still there, and Soran remembered it very clearly!
He practiced according to the routine in his memory, familiarizing himself with the weapon in his hand and familiarizing himself with his own body.
[Sword Form: Heavy Hack]!
This was a very practical combat skill. The key to it was to concentrate all the strength of the whole body into a single hack.
For example, if you threw a punch.
If you only used the strength of your arm, it would be obvious that you did not pass the test.
The strength you used would not even be one-third of your full strength, and it would not be fatal if you hit your opponent.
However, if you could use the strength of your waist, then congratulations, you have mastered the most basic combat skills. The strength of your punch would be enough to severely injure your opponent. However, if you could use all the strength in your body to explode with a single punch, then you would be considered to have mastered a combat skill that could be fatal.
[Sword Form: Heavy Hack] was such a combat skill.
You have to concentrate all your strength in a single slash in order to achieve the maximum speed and lethality that you can unleash in a single slash!
Only then would you be considered to have mastered the skill.
[Sword Form: Heavy Hack] was a combat skill that could be applied to all weapons. When used, it could maximize the user's strength. Even an ordinary person with 10 points of Strength could split a twenty-centimeter thick piece of wood with a single hack after mastering the skill. This was because concentrating all the strength in your body into a single line would increase your combat power by several times.
According to the statistics.
That is, when using this type of combat skill, you can unleash the maximum amount of damage you can deal!
It was a bit similar to the 'Aura Slash' that a Warrior could master after advancing to the next level. However, [Sword Form: Heavy Hack] was a one-time attack, while the 'Aura Slash' could be used to stimulate the blood of the human body through a special method for around thirty seconds. If you could advance to a 'Sword Saint', you would be able to unleash twice the lethality at the cost of overloading your body and getting injured.
This was what many people were afraid of in the past. 'A fatal attack that did not need to hit the vitals.'
However, the advancement of a Sword Saint had a special requirement. The way they unleashed their power meant that they could not wear any kind of armor. Otherwise, the burden on their body would cause their speed and lethality to greatly decrease. For example, Søren never wore anything above leather armor because it would cause his agility to decrease and his ability to dodge. It could be said that Rogues relied on their agility to dodge.
If you wanted to wear armor, you had to wear heavy armor. You had to give up your agility in order to pursue a strong defense.
Time passed little by little.
Søren trained for half a day and then began to read a book.
That's right.
Those books that he found in the treasure cave. Although he could recognize the words in them, he had to memorize them again.
Perhaps it was because of his' Eidetic Memory 'ability, Søren memorized them very quickly.
While he was trying to memorize one of the books about basic spell knowledge and information related to the Magus region, he suddenly remembered something.
A row of data appeared:
"Reading completed."
"You have successfully read and memorized a book! … … "
"Literacy + 1, Spell Identification + 1."
… … …
There were no basic professions for scholars.
Søren could only improve his literacy by reading books. Because these books recorded the knowledge of wizards, Søren also improved his Spell Identification skill. In simple terms, it was the familiarity of various spells. For example, when an enemy used a spell, you could judge it based on the opponent's voice and hand gestures. Then, you could prepare to dodge in advance. Or some special magical devices, as well as various enchanted extraordinary items and so on, you can recognize them through the knowledge of Spell Identification.
In a battle, no one would yell out what skill they were going to use.
Whether or not you could predict the enemy's spell attack depended entirely on your skill points in Spell Identification.
This skill was not useful against warriors.
But if you were to fight against wizards, it was a life-saving skill that must be mastered.
Søren relied on this skill several times to predict the spells cast by wizards in advance and then avoided the range of the spells.
For example, if you knew that the opponent was going to cast a Fireball spell and rolled to dodge in advance, you would only take half of the damage.
But if you didn't know …
If you were in the explosion range of the Fireball spell, you would be instantly turned into a Spartan (SBD).
If your Spell Identification skill was high enough, you could even judge the enemy's silent and instant spells by the fluctuation of arcane energy around you.
If you wanted to avoid instant spells, Spell Identification was a skill that must be mastered!
At noon.
Søren brought Vivian into Amber City. He wanted to go to the business district to buy some daily necessities, including camping tools and small things that might be useful.
Of course!
The cute little girl also needed a new set of clothes.
Because they were going to travel in the wilderness, those beautiful but impractical clothes had to be abandoned. Søren's first priority was to buy clothes that were sturdy, durable, and had a certain degree of protection. The lowest requirement was that they would not be damaged by the barbs on the trees and flowers in the wilderness.
Therefore, skirts had to be abandoned, and he could only buy some sturdy clothes.
Then there were shoes. This was one of the most important things for an adventure in the wilderness. First, it had to be durable, second, and most importantly, it had to be warm.
Søren did not hesitate to spend three Kindler's to buy a pair of high-quality moccasins.
So much so that Vivian even complained a little.
After the little girl received the new pair of boots, although she said that it was too wasteful and expensive, and that she should just buy a pair of ordinary thick cloth shoes, her eyes were already narrowed into two lines. She was full of smiles for the whole day.
They were really exquisite and beautiful boots!
Probably only the noble ladies in the city could afford to wear them. They were just a little too big, even if they were the smallest size.
"But it's okay."
"I'll grow up soon, and by then, it'll be just right."
"Now, I can buy some things first."
The little girl thought about trivial things in her mind, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled into a smile. Her beautiful big eyes also narrowed into a smile.
"I have new clothes and boots!"
"Okay."
"And a new hairband, pink. It's very pretty."
"I'm so happy today!"
And so.
Vivian's happy day passed just like that.
She did not care much about leaving Amber City because the little girl's concept of home was very vague.
Moreover.
In her heart, only the place where her brother was was counted as her home.
Therefore, her home was very simple.
Wherever her home went, she would go.
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