Night Crow Master

Art, who is full of acting skills, is completely undetected. They have never thought that this young man is not a victim, but a perpetrator.

Although, the object is a thief who is not worth dying.

Sitting in the room, art looks at her career bar, her mouth slightly cocked.

Although the level of the thief is not high, lv4 is higher than LV1.

Therefore, he also gained a lot of experience value, plus some small animals killed in front of him, just enough for him to be promoted one level.

The experience value is assigned to the first occupation by default. Of course, you can change the experience assignment to another occupation by yourself.

[Master crow Lv2]

[available skill point 1]

sure enough, the upgrade will not get attribute points.

Yat sighs. In the supernatural Middle Ages: the rise of mages, attribute points can only be improved by treasures, equipment, secret methods, skills, etc., such as devil dagger, dragon blood bath, Knight breathing method, mage's mind.

Treasure is not available, most players can only make decisions on the secret method and skills.

After some skill levels are improved, you will gain attribute points. Some secret methods of sacrifice and sacrifice can also obtain attribute points.

In the supernatural middle ages, even if they are not Deputy knights, there are many mages who learn Knight skills. Similarly, knights who learn from the mind are not rare.

All for extra attributes.

Although Yat wants to improve his attributes, he still can't find so many good things.

With his mouth curled, art looks at the skills:

acquired skills [passive crow mage LV1], [passive crow affinity LV1], [capture crow LV1], [shared vision LV1]

Lv2 learnable skills: [curse of weakness]

now, he can choose to upgrade existing skills or learn new skills.

However, art, who lacks skills, naturally chooses to learn new skills.

[available skill points: 1] → [0]

[curse of weakness LV1: the enemy's strength, constitution, agility and spirit are reduced by 10% for a short time, and the duration is affected by the enemy's constitution. 】

without any hesitation, he learned the only skill Lv2 could learn, the curse of weakness.

Now, he has some fighting power.

Depending on the ability of "passive · Raven mage", he can release "Curse of weakness" through his servant crow.

Wait a minute... Speaking of the Raven mage...

att looks to the side of Gloria.

Can we use "passive master crow"?

Do what you want.

At Yat's command, Gloria closes her eyes, and then her breath gradually calms down, and a sense of familiarity comes from her.

It is the wave of dark night poetry.

When art felt excited, he felt that the fluctuation on the black crow became abnormal...

something was wrong!

Att immediately orders Gloria to stop using her skills.

Dong -

but it was late, the black crow had fallen on the table, and Yat rushed to it.

"Fortunately..." after careful examination, it was found that it was just a mental trauma, becoming depressed, and thinking in reverse.

What's the reason?

Art puts Gloria next to the pillow and lies on the pillow, looking at the ceiling.

[meditation · night poetry LV1: mental power recovery speed increased by 15%, providing a small amount of career level experience, increased by 30% in deep meditation, and increased experience provision by 20%. ——"Some are born noble, some are good at praising. But I'm always at the end of this vein...]

blood?

[the secret hidden in the poem has been opened. Only the blue blood can be entitled to the honor of wizard. 】

he looks at the notes under the wizard profession column.

"First of all, crows and humans are not the same in body structure and spirit. Using human meditation may cause problems. Second, only blue blooded people and aristocratic descendants can awaken the spiritual power, turn the mind into spiritual power."

It's a pity that I still wanted to let the crow meditate...

this expectation seems to have failed.

He checked his head and looked at the sleeping black crow, Gloria. He sighed.

In other words, the experience gained through the mind can only improve the experience slot of the Dark Wizard, but not to the Raven mage.

This is a little painful. After all, we can gain experience by killing the enemy in the early stage, but it is unlikely to happen in the later stage.

To gain experience, the level of the main class must not be higher than that of the enemy.You may have to live by meditation later.

Art's eyes were focused on the thought of the night, and now, in order not to be doubted, he had to spend some time in the town of cindyla.

He needs to upgrade the level of Raven mage to LV3 as soon as possible, and learn an attack skill.

As a Dharma Master, magic is the real romance. What's the matter of smashing people's heads with iron sticks and playing kidney blows with daggers?

In the early stage, it was in close combat, in the middle stage it was under the rule of Faye, and in the later stage, it was the world of Faye who could use magic.

Although he does not lack the experience of close combat, he should not engage in close combat if he can be long-range. This is the hard truth.

Art, lying in bed, starts to think about how to do something to the next thief.

"To tell you the truth, it's easier to kill people than to deal with wild animals and demons. Many warriors who can fight bravely in the wild end up in towns."

Yat agrees with this famous saying from NPC master when he plays with thieves. Another is also regarded as a wise saying:

"if I fight a beast, I can stab two thieves on my back."

...

one day later.

"Oh, sorry, art, we didn't find the thief."

...

two days later.

"We still didn't find him."

...

three days later.

"Still not."

...

four days later.

"I think that guy must have left Cindy la. We'll send letters to other towns nearby and ask them to help with the search."

The sheriff looked at the dejected at and shrugged his shoulders.

Night.

Art bit his teeth and said to Hawke, "I'll pay."

But, no matter who it is, you can hear his uncertain tone.

At this time, a tall pockmarked face walked into the bar and came to the bar. As soon as the stranger stepped into the pub, many people looked over.

However, when you see people coming in one after another, especially the last one, those eyes disappear.

"Is that... The wolf Sanger? The wolf mercenaries? "

"Yes, that's right. He was originally a high-ranking soldier like Hawke. Because of the old injury, he is only the strength of a middle soldier."

"Tut Tut, what a pity."

"Hell, keep your voice down, or his shield will hit you in the head, and the sword will go into your chest, like this!"

"Get your shoes off me!"

The noise in the tavern did not affect the man who came in.

Finally, a tall, middle-aged man appeared to be about the same age as Hawke, but his face was gloomy.

"Hock, give me a couple of drinks and a good dinner."

"Gray wolf" Sanger looked at hawk in the counter with gloomy eyes and said.

Standing behind him, a few of his companions, who were either showering or shrugging at Hawke, clearly knew Hawke.

"I see." Hawke looked at him for a moment. "You're old, Sanger."

"Your mouth stinks like garlic mixed with rotten grass." Sanger, with a gloomy face, uttered a word, then turned his head and looked for a table.

On that table, there was a man sitting alone.

Following Sanger, a strong man walked over and patted the table: "Hello, you! Get up

The man sitting there couldn't help raising his head and looking angry: "what are you doing?"

"I told you to get up! You dirty night mouse "Cindy doesn't need mice like you!" growled the strong man, tugging at his collar

No matter who you are, you don't like thieves.

The man's face was startled and angry: "you... You... This bastard!"

Then he punched the strong man in the face.

"Hey

The strong man is stupefied. He seems to have no idea that the other side dares to start. He grabs the collar of the other party with both hands and throws it hard.

Dong!!!

The clunky sound of heavy objects hitting the wall made the tavern chaos and scream.

There were even guests rushing out the door.

The chair fell to the ground, and the ceramic cups and plates fell on the ground, making a dull sound.

The thief, who was thrown away, looked at the strong man coming, and his lips trembled: "you... You...

" what are you? " As soon as the strong man grabbed back, he would pull out the ax on his back, but suddenly a hand took his wrist.

"Nortonk! This is my pub Hawke yelled in his ear.

The strong man named nortonk was surprised and then angry. After seeing Hawke's face, he was shocked. His face changed three times, which made people see it was wonderful.Looking at hawk carrying the huge sword, nortonk let go of the man and watched the man escape from the bar in a panic: "cut."

Other people saw the scene, but they laughed one by one, especially the freckled Bowman soli: "nortonk, his ears have been blocked by bread worms! I think he needs a woodpecker to help

"Well, his ears will rot away, like a corpse in the field." The skinny man next to him snorted, "I'm sure."

Strong man nortonk roared: "hope!!! Do you want a fight? "

As soon as he finished shouting, his hair trembled and he stepped back two steps.

The huge sword swept past him with the wind.

Nortonk looked at it, and it was hawk who did it.

The tavern owner knocked on the floor with a huge sword: "be quiet, all of you!"

Then, he looked at the quiet "gray wolf" Sanger: "Sanger, I have something to tell you."

"About him." Hawke's left hand, pointing back.

"Ah?" Art looked up in a daze. "Me?"

"Yes." Hawke nodded and said to the silent Sanger, "as a commission."

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Art, who is full of acting skills, is completely undetected. They have never thought that this young man is not a victim, but a perpetrator.

Although, the object is a thief who is not worth dying.

Sitting in the room, art looks at her career bar, her mouth slightly cocked.

Although the level of the thief is not high, lv4 is higher than LV1.

Therefore, he also gained a lot of experience value, plus some small animals killed in front of him, just enough for him to be promoted one level.

The experience value is assigned to the first occupation by default. Of course, you can change the experience assignment to another occupation by yourself.

[Master crow Lv2]

[available skill point 1]

sure enough, the upgrade will not get attribute points.

Yat sighs. In the supernatural Middle Ages: the rise of mages, attribute points can only be improved by treasures, equipment, secret methods, skills, etc., such as devil dagger, dragon blood bath, Knight breathing method, mage's mind.

Treasure is not available, most players can only make decisions on the secret method and skills.

After some skill levels are improved, you will gain attribute points. Some secret methods of sacrifice and sacrifice can also obtain attribute points.

In the supernatural middle ages, even if they are not Deputy knights, there are many mages who learn Knight skills. Similarly, knights who learn from the mind are not rare.

All for extra attributes.

Although Yat wants to improve his attributes, he still can't find so many good things.

With his mouth curled, art looks at the skills:

acquired skills [passive crow mage LV1], [passive crow affinity LV1], [capture crow LV1], [shared vision LV1]

Lv2 learnable skills: [curse of weakness]

now, he can choose to upgrade existing skills or learn new skills.

However, art, who lacks skills, naturally chooses to learn new skills.

[available skill points: 1] → [0]

[curse of weakness LV1: the enemy's strength, constitution, agility and spirit are reduced by 10% for a short time, and the duration is affected by the enemy's constitution. 】

without any hesitation, he learned the only skill Lv2 could learn, the curse of weakness.

Now, he has some fighting power.

Depending on the ability of "passive · Raven mage", he can release "Curse of weakness" through his servant crow.

Wait a minute... Speaking of the Raven mage...

att looks to the side of Gloria.

Can we use "passive master crow"?

Do what you want.

At Yat's command, Gloria closes her eyes, and then her breath gradually calms down, and a sense of familiarity comes from her.

It is the wave of dark night poetry.

When art felt excited, he felt that the fluctuation on the black crow became abnormal...

something was wrong!

Att immediately orders Gloria to stop using her skills.

Dong -

but it was late, the black crow had fallen on the table, and Yat rushed to it.

"Fortunately..." after careful examination, it was found that it was just a mental trauma, becoming depressed, and thinking in reverse.

What's the reason?

Art puts Gloria next to the pillow and lies on the pillow, looking at the ceiling.

[meditation · night poetry LV1: mental power recovery speed increased by 15%, providing a small amount of career level experience, increased by 30% in deep meditation, and increased experience provision by 20%. ——"Some are born noble, some are good at praising. But I'm always at the end of this vein...]

blood?

[the secret hidden in the poem has been opened. Only the blue blood can be entitled to the honor of wizard. 】

he looks at the notes under the wizard profession column.

"First of all, crows and humans are not the same in body structure and spirit. Using human meditation may cause problems. Second, only blue blooded people and aristocratic descendants can awaken the spiritual power, turn the mind into spiritual power."

It's a pity that I still wanted to let the crow meditate...

this expectation seems to have failed.

He checked his head and looked at the sleeping black crow, Gloria. He sighed.

In other words, the experience gained through the mind can only improve the experience slot of the Dark Wizard, but not to the Raven mage.

This is a little painful. After all, we can gain experience by killing the enemy in the early stage, but it is unlikely to happen in the later stage.

To gain experience, the level of the main class must not be higher than that of the enemy.You may have to live by meditation later.

Art's eyes were focused on the thought of the night, and now, in order not to be doubted, he had to spend some time in the town of cindyla.

He needs to upgrade the level of Raven mage to LV3 as soon as possible, and learn an attack skill.

As a Dharma Master, magic is the real romance. What's the matter of smashing people's heads with iron sticks and playing kidney blows with daggers?

In the early stage, it was in close combat, in the middle stage it was under the rule of Faye, and in the later stage, it was the world of Faye who could use magic.

Although he does not lack the experience of close combat, he should not engage in close combat if he can be long-range. This is the hard truth.

Art, lying in bed, starts to think about how to do something to the next thief.

"To tell you the truth, it's easier to kill people than to deal with wild animals and demons. Many warriors who can fight bravely in the wild end up in towns."

Yat agrees with this famous saying from NPC master when he plays with thieves. Another is also regarded as a wise saying:

"if I fight a beast, I can stab two thieves on my back."

...

one day later.

"Oh, sorry, art, we didn't find the thief."

...

two days later.

"We still didn't find him."

...

three days later.

"Still not."

...

four days later.

"I think that guy must have left Cindy la. We'll send letters to other towns nearby and ask them to help with the search."

The sheriff looked at the dejected at and shrugged his shoulders.

Night.

Art bit his teeth and said to Hawke, "I'll pay."

But, no matter who it is, you can hear his uncertain tone.

At this time, a tall pockmarked face walked into the bar and came to the bar. As soon as the stranger stepped into the pub, many people looked over.

However, when you see people coming in one after another, especially the last one, those eyes disappear.

"Is that... The wolf Sanger? The wolf mercenaries? "

"Yes, that's right. He was originally a high-ranking soldier like Hawke. Because of the old injury, he is only the strength of a middle soldier."

"Tut Tut, what a pity."

"Hell, keep your voice down, or his shield will hit you in the head, and the sword will go into your chest, like this!"

"Get your shoes off me!"

The noise in the tavern did not affect the man who came in.

Finally, a tall, middle-aged man appeared to be about the same age as Hawke, but his face was gloomy.

"Hock, give me a couple of drinks and a good dinner."

"Gray wolf" Sanger looked at hawk in the counter with gloomy eyes and said.

Standing behind him, a few of his companions, who were either showering or shrugging at Hawke, clearly knew Hawke.

"I see." Hawke looked at him for a moment. "You're old, Sanger."

"Your mouth stinks like garlic mixed with rotten grass." Sanger, with a gloomy face, uttered a word, then turned his head and looked for a table.

On that table, there was a man sitting alone.

Following Sanger, a strong man walked over and patted the table: "Hello, you! Get up

The man sitting there couldn't help raising his head and looking angry: "what are you doing?"

"I told you to get up! You dirty night mouse "Cindy doesn't need mice like you!" growled the strong man, tugging at his collar

No matter who you are, you don't like thieves.

The man's face was startled and angry: "you... You... This bastard!"

Then he punched the strong man in the face.

"Hey

The strong man is stupefied. He seems to have no idea that the other side dares to start. He grabs the collar of the other party with both hands and throws it hard.

Dong!!!

The clunky sound of heavy objects hitting the wall made the tavern chaos and scream.

There were even guests rushing out the door.

The chair fell to the ground, and the ceramic cups and plates fell on the ground, making a dull sound.

The thief, who was thrown away, looked at the strong man coming, and his lips trembled: "you... You...

" what are you? " As soon as the strong man grabbed back, he would pull out the ax on his back, but suddenly a hand took his wrist.

"Nortonk! This is my pub Hawke yelled in his ear.

The strong man named nortonk was surprised and then angry. After seeing Hawke's face, he was shocked. His face changed three times, which made people see it was wonderful.Looking at hawk carrying the huge sword, nortonk let go of the man and watched the man escape from the bar in a panic: "cut."

Other people saw the scene, but they laughed one by one, especially the freckled Bowman soli: "nortonk, his ears have been blocked by bread worms! I think he needs a woodpecker to help

"Well, his ears will rot away, like a corpse in the field." The skinny man next to him snorted, "I'm sure."

Strong man nortonk roared: "hope!!! Do you want a fight? "

As soon as he finished shouting, his hair trembled and he stepped back two steps.

The huge sword swept past him with the wind.

Nortonk looked at it, and it was hawk who did it.

The tavern owner knocked on the floor with a huge sword: "be quiet, all of you!"

Then, he looked at the quiet "gray wolf" Sanger: "Sanger, I have something to tell you."

"About him." Hawke's left hand, pointing back.

"Ah?" Art looked up in a daze. "Me?"

"Yes." Hawke nodded and said to the silent Sanger, "as a commission."

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