In the afternoon, the caravan arrived at their new destination.
It was a small town called Goldcreek Town. The town was prosperous for a while because there was a river where gold could be found there. Unfortunately, the town gradually declined after the gold mine was completely mined. Before the caravan even got close to the town, the alarm bell rang. Immediately after, some people rode over to check. This was still considered a border area of the wilderness, so the people living here were very alert. After confirming that it was a caravan, the people in the town let them pass. At the same time, some people came over to ask about the goods.
In places far away from the city, some people would sell their goods to the caravan at a low price, and the caravan would bring them to the city to sell.
At the same time, they would also buy some things from the merchants and sell them in the nearby towns. Unless they had a large number of guards like this caravan from the North, ordinary merchants would not trade long distances.
This was because it was more dangerous and troublesome to travel.
The little girl was in a good mood today. Perhaps it was because the journey was relatively peaceful, she jumped off the horse as soon as they arrived at the town and looked around curiously.
The captain of the guards told Søren that he would be staying in the town for the night. He could look around as he pleased and go to the inn at the east gate at night.
The whole town was surrounded by a wall.
The wall was built with two layers of sturdy logs. Each log was about twenty centimeters thick, and the two ends were sharpened and sunk into the ground. There was a watchtower every hundred meters or so, and one could climb up using ladders from below. There were two gates in the east and west of the town. Both of them were very thick and heavy, and it looked like a sturdy fortress.
This was to guard against attacks from gnolls and possible bandits.
But in a town like this, there was always someone on guard at night because gnolls could sneak in.
"Brother, look!"
The little girl held Søren's hand and looked around. When she heard the shouts, she pulled him over curiously.
There were two people training.
One was a middle-aged man, and the other was a younger man. They looked similar, so they were either father and son, or uncle and nephew.
"Watch your right side!"
The middle-aged man with a wooden shield and a wooden sword said in a low voice, "When the enemy attacks from this direction, you have to learn how to use your shield."
"Watch carefully."
"When you block, make sure your arms are at a certain distance. Only then will you have room to move."
"When you use your shield, don't take too big a step."
"What is truly fatal is the sword in your hand, not this shield."
"What you need to do is to use the impact of the shield to make the opponent lose his balance, and then stab with your weapon."
The two of them were training seriously.
The middle-aged man didn't look back at all, but the young man was slightly distracted. Then, the middle-aged man smashed him to the ground with his shield. "This is the second thing I want to tell you. You can't be distracted in battle."
"Continue training."
The young man gritted his teeth and got up. His expression was much more serious. At the same time, he launched a more valiant attack.
Maybe it was because someone was looking at him, which aroused his competitive spirit.
The middle-aged man was still calm and unhurried. While blocking, he said in a deep voice, "Look carefully."
"Facing the enemy's hacking attacks."
"Shields are not the only means of defense. You also need to learn how to use weapons to parry."
"Cleave attacks a line."
"At this time, if you can't dodge, you need to think of a way to block the enemy's attack."
"Just like that."
The middle-aged man swung his sword to parry, then rushed forward and knocked the young man to the ground with his shoulder. "Swords aren't the only things that can defeat the enemy. Our bodies are also a kind of weapon."
"Stand up."
It was a very realistic and merciless training method.
Søren looked at the blood coming out of the young man's nose. His expression gradually became serious, and he carefully observed them.
The middle-aged man looked at them.
However, he didn't pay much attention to them. After twirling the wooden sword in his hand, he continued, "If the enemy stabs at you."
"At this time, it's best not to parry."
"You need to learn how to use your body to dodge. Stabs attack a point, so it's very difficult to parry. However, as long as you move your body, you can easily avoid the attack."
"However."
"When the enemy stabs at you, it's often just the beginning of the attack."
"You need to learn how to judge in an instant."
"Pay attention to their shoulders."
"Any attack has a trajectory. When they need to explode with power, their body will inevitably make corresponding movements."
"For example, you can do this."
The middle-aged man dodged the sword, then twisted his waist and took a step forward to swing his sword at the young man's wrist. The wooden sword fell to the ground with a clang.
The young man who had been defeated consecutively was finally discouraged.
He lay on the ground, panting. He didn't even pick up the sword. The middle-aged man looked at the sky and slowly said, "Today's training ends here."
"If you want to become a qualified warrior, you still have a lot to learn."
"Just relying on brute strength to fight is just courting death."
The middle-aged man wiped his sweat with the clothes on the side, then glanced at Søren and the scimitar on his body. He said seriously, "Outsider."
"I'm the captain of the militia here."
"Although this place doesn't exclude outsiders, it's not welcoming either."
"You better not cause any trouble." [Threat]
The middle-aged man's tone was very serious, and there was no provocation in his expression. It was as if he was talking about something very normal, but it inexplicably gave people a sense of pressure.
"I never like to cause trouble."
Søren smiled and said calmly, "But if someone provokes me, I'll make them regret it."
"We're just passing by."
The middle-aged man nodded. "That's for the best."
This was a third-grade warrior, and it was very likely that he used to be a famous adventurer. Søren noticed that his legs were a little inconvenient. Perhaps he had suffered a serious injury that caused his bones to deviate. Adventurers like this were quite common. Many had to retire after being injured and return to their hometown to live a normal life.
There were many people in this world with stories.
"Big brother."
The little girl picked up a branch and gestured. "That man just now looked quite strong."
"But."
"The people he taught are so stupid. They can't even remember such simple things."
"Look."
Søren looked at the little girl's crooked posture. She was small and weak, and even her posture was a little off. But Søren didn't discourage her. He rubbed her little head and said, "It's quite simple."
"But they're all very practical skills. Of course, he's not as smart as my Vivian. "
"Let's go."
"I'll take you to buy some good food."
When Søren was watching the man train, a row of small words appeared in front of his eyes.
"Skill level up!"
"You've learned something while watching others train! … You've grasped a certain combat skill! … "
"Parry + 1, Block + 1, Evasion (Movement) + 1."
Søren didn't expect to unlock two new basic skills just like that. He thought that he would have to wait until he started training on parrying and blocking in the future before he could unlock these two basic skills. One or two points in a basic skill weren't very useful. If he wanted to gain a significant increase, he would need to gain at least 10 points. Normally, a basic skill would gain a significant increase of around 50 points.
For example, a Shield Warrior's 100 points of block.
That was the level of a professional who could use a shield to block, just like Søren's ability in Stealth.
A basic skill was chosen to specialize in a certain direction.
Then, the other basic skills that were triggered would automatically level up over time. The skill points gained from leveling up would rarely be invested into these skills, because there were specializations in different professions.
Most of the basic skills that were related to professions would be leveled up faster.
For example, Søren's Evasion was already at 6 points, and he hadn't gone through any specialized training. If he trained in Evasion (Rolling) and Evasion (Movement), his Evasion could quickly reach 20 points or more.
Normally, a basic Evasion skill of around 50 points could passively increase one's Evasion by 1 point.
This Evasion was an instinctive Evasion.
It was an instinctive reaction when a person was attacked. Only certain specializations could increase this.
For example, 'Intuitive Evasion', 'Evasion Proficiency', 'Super Evasion', and so on. These were all combat specializations that were very difficult to obtain through training, and their effects were also very obvious.
Basic skills were relatively normal abilities. Only specializations were skills that could significantly increase one's strength.
Of course, the difficulty of mastering them was also very high.
Some specializations had prerequisites for basic skills. For example, the combat specialization [Defense in Offense] (100 points of Parry), and the combat specialization [Powerful Shield Bash] (150 points of Parry), all of which required mastery of basic skills.
Basic skills below 50 points were relatively easy to master, but to level them up, one would need to be a professional.
For example, the negotiation and valuation skills of a professional businessman.
And.
The taunting ability of a Barbarian.
Sometimes, when you meet these simple-minded and muscular guys, you would really be angered by their words!
These were a group of taunting professionals.
…
(One of the favorite things of the player Barbarian was to show off his muscles in front of his enemies and taunt them, "A bunch of weaklings."
Also, the taunting ability of the witches with poisonous tongues was also very strong.
There were some players who had a low Profession Level (only LV 6) because of their poisonous tongues, but their taunting ability was actually over 200 points (Master Level). Once they used their poisonous tongues, they would instantly become the target of everyone.
Too much taunting would create an aura. Even if they didn't understand what you were saying, their expressions would be filled with hatred.)
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