In the evening.
Søren brought Vivian back to the shack in the slums.
He bought a lot of things. After all, the journey could take up to a month. They had to travel from Amber City to Whiterun City, then take a detour from Whiterun City to Autumn Leaf City to avoid the gnolls' territory. Autumnleaf City was where the half-elves lived, but it was still five days away from the Forest of Dreams. Traveling in this era was very troublesome. It took Søren half a day to find a caravan heading to Whiterun, and he paid five Kindler Coins to go with them.
The Agate River ran from the north to the south, and Amber City was developed because of it.
However, transportation by land and water was only one of the channels. There were more goods that needed to be transported by caravans.
It was normal to look for a caravan when traveling in the wilderness because most caravans had their own hired guards. They might be hired by a merchant, or several merchants pooled their money to hire them. If other people wanted to travel with them, they would have to pay a certain price based on the distance of the journey. In return, the caravan would protect and provide help along the way. Most of the caravan guards were warriors with clean backgrounds. Some of them even formed groups under the Adventurer's Guild.
It was a bit like an escort agency, a business that relied heavily on reputation.
After all, traveling in the wilderness was too risky, and one's life depended on it. Any accident could lead to failure.
Therefore, not just any adventurer could become a caravan guard.
Trust.
This was very, very important!
… … …
Under the dim candlelight.
Vivian was tidying up her small pouch. There were a lot of miscellaneous items in it, including needles and threads.
If one did not have a full set of rare grade equipment, they would come in handy one day.
Søren was also tidying up his things. The three-foot-long multi-dimensional pouch was not small at all. It had almost a cubic meter of space, but it was not big enough to hold all the items. Just a few sets of clothes, some dry food, and camping equipment were enough to fill up half of the pouch's space. Søren did not even dare to dream of having a ten-foot-long multi-dimensional pouch. Although the pouch's space was only three times larger, its price had increased by more than thirty times!
A ten foot long multi-dimensional bag was used as a small storage unit.
The little girl carefully organized her things. Her beautiful and exquisite moccasins were placed by the bedside. Every time she looked at them, she couldn't help but reveal a happy smile. Although Søren told her to wear it now, Vivian insisted on wearing it on the day of departure. The road conditions in the slums were too harsh.
If he wasn't careful, he might step on feces and mud. Even the wilderness outside was better than here.
The little girl didn't have many things.
Soon, she was done. She tilted her head and looked at Søren with a sweet smile on her face.
Looking at the multi-dimensional bag, she still felt a sense of novelty. There were so many things in this world that she didn't know about. Brother said that he would bring her to the elven kingdom. Were the elves there really as beautiful as the legends said?
I really want to see them sooner!
The young girl did not realize the tiredness and danger of the journey at all. She was only satisfying her curiosity and imagination.
After all, she was only eight years old.
Søren fastened a leggings and a belt buckle on his waist. He tested to see if they fit. Then, he took out a sharp throwing knife and carefully inserted them into the leggings. There was a small pouch on top of each dagger. It was natural to be well prepared when adventuring in the wilderness. Since he had a scimitar, he couldn't carry a bow or crossbow with him. Therefore, it was necessary to carry a few throwing knives with him.
The damage of a 1D3 could also be life-saving!
Rogues were good at crafting weapons. Søren modified the crossbow's firing mechanism. He removed the shell and the continuous firing mechanism and turned it into a single-shot sleeve crossbow.
This way, it was small enough to be carried in clothes.
Although its damage would be greatly reduced, it was good for stealth and could be used for sneak attacks.
Open and aboveboard?
Rogues were definitely not fated to use such things.
"Swoosh!"
Søren grabbed the throwing knife and threw it out. It hit the door frame in an instant. He calculated his accuracy and strength and said to himself, "With my current strength, I can only shoot at ten meters at most. It's barely enough for a battle in the wilderness."
The two of them actually had a lot of things to bring.
In addition to the multi-dimensional bag that was full, Søren also prepared a package.
The caravan would leave the day after tomorrow, so he had to take Vivian to buy a mount tomorrow. A warhorse was definitely out of the question. Even if he bought one, he wouldn't be able to afford it.
He could prepare a workhorse, which cost about ten Kindler coins.
Many people naively thought that horses ate grass, but in fact, most horses ate grain. Even the inferior workhorses needed to be fed with beans and wheat bran mixed with grass regularly. Otherwise, they wouldn't have enough strength. If it was a superior warhorse, it would eat beans and wheat as its staple food. It would also be mixed with eggs and other food regularly. (Wild horses eat most of the time. — — Stupa.)
Otherwise, how could it bear the charge of a heavy knight?
If it was a special mount, it would need to be fed with meat, which would cost more than ten Silver Derahls a day.
"Let's sleep."
Søren pulled out the throwing knife, then took off his equipment and said softly, "We'll buy something tomorrow."
"We're leaving the day after tomorrow."
"It might be a tough journey. You need to rest now."
Vivian nodded obediently. Then, her petite body shrank inwards as she whispered, "Big Brother."
"There's something I haven't told you yet."
Søren smiled and rubbed her little head. He lay flat on the bed to organize his thoughts and asked casually, "What is it?"
"It's this."
The little girl got up, and her cute little face was quite serious. She said seriously, "Look!"
"UA …"
She uttered a strange syllable, and then a bright light suddenly burst out from her fingertips.
In an instant!
Søren was in trouble.
One second ago, Søren heard the little girl's words and turned his head. Then, a bright light suddenly burst out and blinded his eyes. It could be said that everything in front of him was completely white.
It was as if he had been hit by a flash bomb!
"Flash?"
Søren closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. After a while, he recovered and said with a face full of disbelief, "How did you suddenly know how to cast spells?"
No!
This should be Light.
Flash was an enhanced version of Light. When casting a spell, there was an extra syllable.
Søren still had his memories of the past, so he knew a lot about low-level cantrips. Very quickly, he overturned his previous judgment.
But this was not important!
The important thing was, how did Vivian suddenly know how to cast spells?
Even if it was the lowest level of cantrips, it would take a long time to memorize and understand them. She had only been separated from him for two days. How could she master spells in such a short time?
The little girl's expression was also very blank. After hearing his question, she replied, "I'm not too sure either."
"That day, I saw Sister Annalynne use it once, so I was curious and tried it out. I didn't expect to succeed so quickly!"
Divine Spell?
Extraordinary Perception?!
Søren's face showed a hint of shock.
Then, his expression became more serious than ever. He said seriously, "You really only saw it once?"
"Yes."
Vivian nodded slightly and asked doubtfully, "Is this spell very difficult to learn?"
It was more than difficult!
If one did not have enough talent, many people would not be able to learn spells in their lifetime.
Could it be that Vivian had 20 points of Perception?
Otherwise, how could she learn a level 0 divine spell in such a short time? After all, she had never been baptized, nor did she believe in any god!
"Sit down." “
Søren sat up with a serious expression. Then, he asked Vivian to sit up straight as well.
He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the little girl's eyes. Then, with a flip of his hand, a Kindler appeared between his fingers and disappeared with a flick of his finger.
Søren's fingers moved rapidly. A Kindler would appear and disappear at the same time.
Sometimes it would be one, sometimes it would be two. In the end, he clenched his fist and placed it in front of Vivian's eyes. He said in a deep voice, "How many Kindler do I have?"
20 points of Extraordinary Agility.
Søren's reflexes were far beyond the range of a normal person's. The speed and agility of his fingers were also beyond the limits of what the naked eye could capture.
You could guess what he was doing, but it was very difficult to see clearly.
Normal people could move their fingers back and forth and create afterimages. If they bent their fingers in the process, it would be very difficult for the naked eye to catch them. Not to mention, Søren was a top Rogue with 20 points of Extraordinary Agility.
Vivian showed a troubled expression and bitterly said, "Big brother."
"I didn't see clearly!"
"Why don't you give me a hint?"
Søren's expression froze. He glared at her and said in a serious tone, "Just guess!"
"Just use your intuition."
The little girl nodded as if she understood. She tilted her head and thought for a moment before saying, "I see."
"Then I guess there are two."
Søren frowned and slowly opened his hand. There were three Kindler in it.
"Ah!?"
Vivian was disappointed, "You guessed wrong."
It wasn't Intuition.
If one was born with 20 points of Intuition, they would automatically acquire a talent called 'Sixth Sense'. This was a very powerful ability.
It could even be said to be one of the top talents!
Let alone guessing the number of coins, even if an enemy wanted to launch a sneak attack, they would be able to use their intuition to figure it out.
Then!
If it wasn't Intuition, then there was only one answer!
…
(PS: I suddenly feel like I'm watching Conan.)
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