The night faded away as Kieran and Guntherson busied themselves.
A moment before dawn, Kieran made another appointment with Guntherson and said his goodbyes before returning to his house.
After cleaning up his room, Kieran picked up the skill book beside him. The NPCs couldn't see or touch the items that dropped after a kill.
[Discovered Skill Book: Lockpicking!]
[Learn?]
"Yes!"
[Learned Skill: Lockpicking]
[Name: Lockpicking (Basic)]
[Related Attributes: Agility, Intuition]
[Skill Type: Ancillary]
[Effects: You know how to use a hairpin, iron wire, and a screwdriver to open simple locks!]
[Consumes: Stamina]
[Prerequisites: None]
[Remarks: Make sure there is no one around when you open the lock!]
...
Related knowledge was once again injected into Kieran's mind. Kieran unconsciously took out one of the lockpicking tools, the hairpin. When his fingertips touched it, the familiar feeling made Kieran smile.
Even though he had experienced it a few times, every time, Kieran was shocked by the miraculous effects of the skill.
After carefully feeling the changes brought by the [Lockpicking] skill, Kieran put on his clothes and laid down on his bed.
There was still some time left before dawn.
It was enough for him to rest for a while.
Kieran treasured it a lot though.
He knew that in the next few days, he wouldn't get many chances to rest in peace.
...
It was seven in the morning, and the sky was already bright.
Kieran appeared at St. Paolo School again.
"Morning, Reed!"
Kieran greeted the security captain.
"Hmph!"
Once again, Reed did not welcome Kieran's arrival.
Still, he did not stop Kieran.
To Reed, Sister Moni's orders were far above his own emotions.
Kieran didn't care about Reed's cold gaze. He walked towards Guntherson's hut with ease.
"Morning, Kieran!
I have bread, milk and honey here!
"Of course, I prefer roasted pork leg!"
Compared to the security captain, Guntherson welcomed Kieran with open arms and even invited Kieran for breakfast.
The small dining table was filled to the brim.
No one could believe that so much food was the breakfast of an eighty-year-old man, especially the roasted pork leg that was enough for three to four adult men.
"I like meat very much too!"
Kieran smiled and did not refuse.
After last night's cooperation, the relationship between the two of them had clearly improved. They had changed from acquaintances to friends.
During breakfast, neither of them talked about what happened last night.
Even when Sister Moni did not appear at the table, the two of them maintained a tacit understanding.
The only thing that made Kieran feel regretful was that the food could only fill his stomach. There was no option to increase his HP or recover his stamina.
However, this did not prevent Kieran from appreciating the delicious food.
Kieran gobbled up all the food in front of him like a whirlwind.
The Guardian Knight was stunned.
"Could it be that my culinary skills have improved a lot?"
Guntherson unconsciously tasted the food in front of him as he was filled with doubts.
Then he looked at Kieran with an even stranger gaze.
If it was not for Kieran's decent attire, he would have thought that he had met a refugee. After all, even a commoner knew how to behave at a table and did not have a big appetite.
Under Guntherson's gaze, Kieran was calm and collected.
After all, from Kieran's point of view, it did not conflict with the identity that the dungeon had given him. At most, it would just raise some eyebrows.
After all, Kieran was just a detective, not a noble.
However, from Guntherson's point of view, it was a different story.
He did not care about what others thought of him. All he cared about was his own heart, and he was not fazed by honor or disgrace.
On top of that, he was quite strong and had quite a reputation.
After a short interaction with Kieran, Guntherson could also confirm that his reputation was not just for show.
He seemed to be a decent young man!
Guntherson thought to himself as he gobbled down the food in front of him at the same speed.
However, it was different from how Kieran gobbled down his food.
Although Guntherson's movements were fast, they gave off a sense of elegance.
As a fellow diner, Kieran treated it as a Knight's etiquette.
Then, he waited quietly.
Kieran did not come to St. Paolo School early in the morning to have breakfast with Guntherson. He had other matters to attend to.
Of course, he would have to wait for Guntherson to finish his meal first.
Kieran understood such basic etiquette.
With Guntherson's speed, he did not have to wait too long.
Five minutes.
Guntherson ate the last piece of bread and started to clean up the tableware. Kieran naturally joined in. He had enjoyed a satisfying breakfast, so he did not mind repaying Guntherson with his actions.
Washing the tableware did not take up much of Kieran's time either.
After cleaning up all the tableware, Kieran and Guntherson sat back down in front of the wooden hut.
Kieran wanted to discuss the details of last night's plan with Guntherson.
He didn't have enough time last night, so he only made a rough plan. There were many details that needed to be filled in.
However, before Kieran could say anything, Guntherson spoke first.
"Kieran, what do you think about firearms?"
Guntherson asked abruptly.
The abrupt question stunned Kieran.
Subconsciously, Kieran thought of the word 'test', but he couldn't be sure.
Because to Kieran, this seemed a little sudden.
At least from Kieran's point of view, before the Sub Mission was completed, such a 'test' should not appear.
According to Kieran's original plan, only by completing the Sub Mission would his relationship with Guntherson improve or reach a harmonious level. Then, he would be able to request to learn Guntherson's techniques.
After that, the 'test' would appear.
Or, because of their good relationship, the 'test' would be waived and Guntherson could learn from Guntherson.
Kieran was no stranger to this kind of game.
But now?
Kieran frowned.
Soon enough, Kieran came back to his senses.
Now was not the time for him to think about all this.
Quickly pulling back his thoughts, Kieran thought about Guntherson's question.
Then, Kieran realized that Guntherson's question was hard to answer.
The era that Guntherson had lived through had ended with the invention of firearms.
Guntherson's glory had been overshadowed by the cannon fire.
However, for firearms, it was just the beginning. Even after hundreds of years, he had only touched the edge of the peak.
Kieran knew that very well.
That was why it was hard for him to answer.
He could not say that this was the wheel of history, and anything that stood in his way would be crushed mercilessly, could he?
Kieran believed that if he said that, it would turn the harmonious relationship between them into an awkward one.
As for saying some words to deceive the other party?
Facts spoke louder than words.
Kieran believed that Guntherson was no idiot. As the last Guardian Knight of the Church of Dawn, Guntherson could clearly see the changes in his surroundings.
All of a sudden, Kieran was caught in a dilemma.
He did not know how to answer Guntherson's question.
Time passed minute by minute.
Guntherson's face started to look unhappy.
Then the annoyance turned to anger.
It seemed like Kieran's long thinking had made Guntherson unhappy.
"You still haven't thought about it?"
Guntherson finally asked again after two minutes.
"No!
Or should I say … I don't know how to answer you! "
Kieran shook his head.
Both answers were unsatisfactory. Either one would not pass the test, so it would be better if he did not say anything.
If he did not choose the two unsatisfactory answers, he could still use other words to salvage their relationship.
After all, this was not a game with fixed choices.
This was a virtual game that was close to reality. Anything was possible.
"Hahahaha!"
Guntherson went silent for a few seconds. Just as Kieran was thinking about how to answer, Guntherson suddenly laughed out loud.
"Not a bad answer!"
Guntherson said.
"Huh?"
Kieran was stunned.
He did not understand what Guntherson meant.
"The era of gunpowder and steam engines is unavoidable! Just like the era of the Knight!
The end of an era will give birth to a brighter era! Even if the process is not perfect, it cannot be changed!
"However, there are some traditions that must be preserved — kindness!"
"Your inability to answer proves your kindness!"
Guntherson said with a smile. He looked at Kieran with an extra sense of admiration. He said, "Kieran, you have quite a reputation and decent strength. You don't show mercy to your enemies, but you do have kindness! I think while you are carrying out your plan, you can increase your strength. Although we have entered the era of firearms and steam, some ancient knowledge is still very useful!
Kieran, are you willing to learn from me? "
Guntherson asked in a serious tone.
"Of course!
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