"Martial Arts Books?"

Charles walked out of the hotel with the book, still a little confused.

As far as he knows, warriors, governors, rangers and wanderers are all considered professions that use martial arts power. His own priesthood and paladin are divided into divine arts professions.

Druids, barbarians and shamans are professions that use the Force of Nature. In addition, there are rare psychic professions, and monks are one of them.

So the old swordsman asked him to study a martial arts book, and he thought it strange. He was a priest, mainly using divine power, wearing heavy armor, holding shields and shackles, to enhance his survivability. Shire has decided to develop towards the pure pastoral route, so many of the specialties of war systems have to be abandoned.

Now he only wants to be able to stand in the front row when he gets a shield. As for the flail output, just think about it. Without expertise, you can't beat monsters without the output of combat skills.

Hotel stables.

The quicksand and the dreamy dream were already online. They were standing in the stable and watching the bodies of three ponies, whispering something. After a few days of travel, the two became much closer and occasionally they would chat.

Hearing the footsteps, the two looked at Charles together, waiting for the priest's explanation.

The horse of the sergeant was naturally killed by the shadow last night. Charles briefly explained to the two and walked towards the home of the militia captain Patton.

There are still horses in the fishing village, but generally they are not sold at will. But in the minds of villagers, including Patton, Charles was the benefactor who saved the whole village. As soon as the pastor asked, Patton waved his hand and asked the young men under him to bring in three relatively strong ponies.

"Pastor Charles."

“This is our tribute to the sunset fishing village.”

Shire handed over a purse full of gold coins, but was rejected by the militia captain Patton. The priest was ashamed and quickly called his fingers to get on the quicksand and dreamed of getting on the horse and left the fishing village.

The three of them walked towards the road and were about to rush to Arabia directly, passing through Chenhai Town on the way.

There was a forest under the sunset mountain range. The Dark Knight was hiding in the shadows, staring at the three people riding a horse and walking far away. After Charles walked very far, he slowly walked out of the woods.

"Hero Sword Saint."

"... After the baptism of the red dragon's blood, it should be the 'Nether Sword' Orsos. Otherwise, he would not have been able to kill the Yuli Biling Spirit with one sword last night."

"The sword in his hand is definitely the ancient weapon!"

Shadow killer Anta murmured, looking back at the fishing village, with a strong look of greed in his eyes.

"Haha, the old Orsos... I think the High Priest must be interested in the sword in his hand. He fought with Feiyi Yeying last night, and his half-dragon transformation form would definitely hurt his vitality."

Anta felt that he should go back to Susal first and inform the Dark Temple of this information.

The ancient weapon in the hands of the heroic sword saint Orsos already has the qualification to replace the Holy Sword of Cormier as a material for evil summoning rituals.

In fact, most people in the Resurrection Holy Society understand that it is too difficult to steal the Purple Dragon Sacred Sword. Even if a legendary thief takes action and the pass key to the Crown Palace, it is difficult to get the Purple Dragon Sacred Sword. Don’t underestimate the wisdom of the former royal magician Vangeda Heist, this is a legendary person who has come into contact with Shinto.

So Anta must have dared the high priest to be interested in this information.

With a substitute, it is equivalent to adding a layer of insurance to the plan. Even if you fail to seize the Purple Dragon Sacred Sword, you can use this ancient sword to summon creatures from another world, bringing chaos and fear to this land.

"Go back to Susal first!"

Anta thought for a while and decided to do so.

He looked at the Charles and his group who disappeared on the avenue, and sneered. The shadow killer also determined the direction of the Holy Amitabha. Following this road north, there were only two cities such as Arabe and Tivanton.

He first returned to Susar to submit information, and then used the temple's portal. He might have arrived in Arabia earlier than this group of people.

This is also good. He can arrange it in advance in Arabia and contact the local organization of the Resurrection Holy Society to ensure that the key to the Crown Palace is foolproof.

...

Shire hadn't been asleep all night, and wanted to sleep on his horse.

But when he took out the book given to him by the old sword saint and stroked the slightly faded cowhide cover, Charles could feel the heavy weight of knowledge in the book.

Let's see what it is.

Charles called out to the quicksand at his fingertips and asked him to lead his horse, while he opened the book on the horse's back. He had just browsed the outline of the homepage, and his face suddenly became solemn.

It was unknown how long it took for the pastor to be awakened by a row of text data that appeared in front of him.

"Successfully read "Detailed Explanation of Iron Star Flow-Prisla".

"Get personal expertise [Iron Star Apprentice] (the first generation of the genre)."

“Iron Star Flow: Lv1(0/1000).”

I got a specialty directly!

There was a hint of dazedness in Charles' eyes. When did he get his expertise so easily? His eyes were fixed on the books, and the reading progress showed: 1%.

That's right, it's only 1% of the reading progress. Shire couldn't believe it. He immediately shook his head hard, wondering if he was too tired to have hallucinations.

"【Iron Star Apprentice】(The First Generation of the Genre): By reading the genre martial arts books written by the heroic female priest Priest Priest, you have a further understanding of the use of flails and hard-headed hammers. When you use the above three weapons to fight the enemy, the basic attack will receive a +1 bonus."

Shire's first reaction to this genre's expertise was that it was too buggy.

Both weapons commonly used by the priest can get +1 attack value. Isn’t it equivalent to that he has obtained the two specialties: [Stick Specialization] and [Stackle Specialization] in one go?

Now, regardless of whether Charles believes it or not, the specialty of [Iron Star Apprentice] has indeed been added to the specialty column of other characters' attributes.

[Tiexingliu Apprentice] Such martial arts genres should be qualified to learn and master the martial arts professions, such as warriors, rangers, wanderers and supervisors.

"Is it because this book was written by an Aboriginal hero priest, and can only be studied by priests' professional reading?"

Charles stared at the name "Prisla" in the books and his thoughts moved.

"Qingxuan, take this book and read it. What's your reaction?" Charles looked up and greeted the quicksand at the fingertips leading the way.

The female wanderer turned around, tilted her head slightly, and looked puzzled with a look of doubt. She took the cowhide cover book thrown by Charles, pulled the pony under the stop, and began to turn the page and read.

After a while.

The quicksand at the fingertips threw the book back and said softly: "No response. It's just a martial arts book that explains the use of hard-head hammers and shackles."

"Well."

Shire had some expectations and nodded to the female wanderer, and it was a thank you for trouble.

"It seems that only the priesthood can be read." Charles thought in his heart. The quicksand at his fingertips were just a thorough reading, and he did not see the mystery of the genre of martial arts in the books.

With just 1% of the reading progress, a new expertise such as [Iron Star Flow Apprentice] was produced. If you supplement your reading with training in the future, will you advance to [Iron Star Flow Disciple], [Iron Star Flow Expert], and [Iron Star Flow Master], etc.?

Apprentice level expertise, use flail and hardhead hammer to attack +1 bonus.

So, the disciples and experts who are further upwards cannot imagine how far they will reach.

After getting this martial arts book, Charles found that he would not lose his melee ability in the future if he followed the pure priesthood. If he read to a certain level of progress, he might be able to comprehend combat skills?

Just thinking about it, Charles was full of passion.

Then during the trip, the quicksand and dreaming of the fingertips discovered that the originally quiet pastor suddenly grabbed the cowhide book with his left hand, held the shackle in his right hand, waved and gestured the shackle several times, and looked down from time to time, looking thoughtful.

This state lasted until noon the next day.

The group arrived in Chenhai Town.

Chenhai Town is located upstream of Yilong Lake, across a large river called "Shenhe" and looks at Arabia, who is standing on the alluvial plain across the river.

There are 3,000 permanent residents, small docks where merchant ships gather, temples of the lucky lady Taimora and the earthly god Shangdia. The economy is mainly farming and small handicraft industry. This is the description of Chenhai Town extracted from Charles' mind.

There are already many players around Chenhai Town. Yesterday, some players exposed the information about the time-sensitive dungeon on the forum, so all players in the Arabian area gathered in the town.

The most intuitive manifestation of the crowding of players is that the hotels in the town are crowded with people, and the conversations of players are everywhere.

Charles and his party visited the town for a long time, and finally rented two rooms with more than a dozen gold coins. They could only stay for one week without three meals. This was even darker than most hotels in the middle-level area of ​​Susar.

While Charles and the other two settled in the hotel, Arabe, one of Cormier's main cities.

More than a dozen well-equipped players came out from the south of Arab City.

On both sides of the south gate are garrison camps, with roaring commands, leather boots on the ground, clattering horse hooves, and jingling metal sounds filling the entire area.

"It's strange. The Arab garrison's training seems to be very frequent recently."

A berserker player carrying a long hammer spear said in confusion.

"The war is approaching."

"There are many sages in Cormier. Some people predict that a corner of the future is possible."

A female player wearing only a loose cloth dress with dark red, long golden wavy hair spreading her shoulders and eyes that looked like sapphire, said in a mature but pleasant voice.

"Okay, Boothman, Stu Ying."

The woman in golden clothes stopped, stood with her arms around her, staring at the berserker player carrying the hammer spear with her blue eyes, and another silent wanderer player.

"Do you know the mission?"

"I have transferred the twelve sets of equipment in the guild warehouse to you and formed two special combat teams. The honor of the timeliness of the ‘Lower Underground Relics’ will be brought back to me, isn’t it a problem?"

The blonde woman stared at the two male players, and her words naturally exuded a sense of majesty.

"No problem!" Boothman slammed the end of the hammer spear heavily on the floor tiles at the sole of his feet.

"There is no problem with the Canglan Legion, and even more so with our Blood Dark Legion. In short, the honor of this time-saving copy belongs to our Twilight Blade."

Wanderer player Situ Ying said coldly.

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Chapter completed!