Chapter 9

When the amount of two hundred gold ponts was announced, Xideli's eyes widened, and he instinctively followed Jack without any reaction, heading towards the bonfire. As for the 'Sado' behind him? In fact, Xideli had no mood to pay attention to this 'Sado' at all; he even wished the other party would die.

After all, this way, he could get an extra share!

Basum, who was still hiding behind the tree, skipped a heartbeat — two hundred gold ponts?! That was a huge sum of money!

After all, even with the care of the boss Mite, he had only managed to save less than twenty gold ponts in the entire previous year!

The sudden appearance of such a large sum of money made Basum have some strange thoughts, but he quickly came to his senses — he thought of his boss's methods, those chilling methods; if he really embezzled such a large sum, it would probably make his life worse than death.

Although encountering that fat sheep was completely an accident, who could guarantee that the news here would not reach his boss's ears?

After all, since knowing the purpose of this transaction, Basum had become even more admiring and... fearful of his boss's abilities.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed his wild thoughts, and this right-hand man of 'Wild Fox' Mite completely stepped out from behind the tree, looking at his returning subordinate —

"How did it go?"

With a seemingly concerned tone, Basum asked.

"Everything went smoothly!"

As Jack spoke, he opened the box.

Snap!

The box opened, and the gold, reflecting in the firelight, cast a golden glow in front of Basum, making him instinctively close his eyes.

At this moment, the 'severely injured' Sado leaped up, his long sword flashing with a cold light, slicing across Basum's neck — Basum, sensing the sharp sound of the blade cutting through the air, tried his best to dodge; however, against Dean's well-prepared attack, his dodging was only partially completed.

Puff!

Blood spurted out from his trachea, and Basum, clutching his throat with both hands, fell to the ground in disbelief; at the same time, Xideli let out a sharp cry and followed Basum's fate — it was Jack who struck, piercing Xideli's heart from behind, completely following Dean's previous plan.

A plan to麻痹 the other party with gold ponts and Jack's familiar face, then unexpectedly kill them; after all, whether it was the crossbow in Xideli's hands or Basum's own strength, both made Dean cautious — the former could completely tie his hands, preventing him from using his skilled methods, and the latter? That was even more dangerous. According to Jack's description, Dean could confirm that Basum's strength, although far from that of a true knight, was still much stronger than his.

In a direct confrontation, under normal circumstances, his chances of winning were less than twenty percent!

Although Dean had confidence in his experience to ensure his ultimate victory, the cost was something he could not afford now, knowing that traveling with a severely injured body was definitely not a good choice; even if he was different from ordinary people, it was still impossible.

Therefore, Dean had to choose a more efficient way — and fortunately, he was not short of such methods, and all the 'props' were very complete!

Looking at the fallen Basum, Dean shook his long sword, and the blood droplets fell straight into the bonfire, making a 'sizzling' sound. Amidst this sound, a small white light ball, visible only to Dean, condensed from Basum's body and flew directly into Dean's body.

[XP + 5]

More experience than expected appeared on the screen visible only to Dean —

Name: Dean Ken

Age: 18 (human male)

Title: Apprentice Knight

Character Level: 1

XP: 5

Health: 16 (Constitution x 10)

[Attributes: Strength: 1.5, Agility: 1.6, Constitution: 1.6, Perception: 1.5, Will: 2]

(Normal adult, all attributes: 1)

The change in experience points made another set of data appear:

—————————————————Talents——————————————————————

None

—————————————————Profession——————————————————————

[Warrior Lv1: 0/88] (Each level +0.2 Strength, +0.1 Constitution, Agility; every two levels +0.1 Perception, Will)

Basic Skills: Military Organization Lv1; Basic Swordsmanship Lv1; Riding Lv1; Swimming Lv1; Cold Weapons (Sword/Hammer/Spear): Lv1; Ranged Weapons (Bow/Crossbow): Lv1; Armor (Heavy, Medium, Light) Proficiency Lv1

Applied Skills: Military Swordsmanship Lv1 (Emerald)

(Cityti, Gao Sai, Bai Ye — Incomplete)

The information in his memory was the same, except that it had dropped from Lv20 to Lv1.

But what did it matter?

Being able to start over again was enough to make Dean ecstatic. It didn't matter if he brought the system from his previous life; even if he came back with nothing, he would still be willing!

After all, he clearly remembered how he obtained this system!

Indeed, his unique system was obtained, not innate — he discovered it unintentionally when he killed and dismembered the deputy leader!

Such a discovery was enough to change his life, so he put in a great deal of effort to investigate and trace the origin of that special item, but found nothing.

However, Dean now had some other thoughts — since he already had a system, was the system hidden as a 'temperature-regulating' magical item in the deputy leader's bedroom still there?

Once this thought appeared, it burned like a hot flame in Dean's heart.

The burning in his heart made Dean's breathing quicken.

However, Dean quickly forced himself to calm down — he did not forget his current goal; even if his guess was correct and the hidden system existed, it was not something he could obtain now!

Not to mention the imminent Blood Moon War!

Just the power of the Polla family alone was enough to make him powerless. Even if he returned to Emerald City without hesitation, he could not break through the Polla family's defenses; although the current Polla family was not the historical Polla family, as the estate of the second minister of finance of the Emerald Kingdom, it certainly had no shortage of true knights.

Facing a true knight, he needed to plan carefully to have a chance of winning; let alone multiple knights.

If he encountered two or more knights, no matter how much planning, Dean was certain he would die!

"Whether it's the next plan or getting rid of those guys, I need strength! I must have enough strength!"

Dean silently shouted in his heart, and his gaze fell on the experience bar that had changed.

[XP: 5]

The white light ball that just flew out from Basum's body was the experience Dean needed — a special existence that could only be obtained from people whose strength (level) was slightly weaker, equal, or stronger than his own; and it was precisely because of this restriction that Dean suffered greatly in the past.

Because skills could not exceed 'profession level + 1', and the increase in profession level could gain more [attributes], achieving immediate results; so, very naturally, Dean chose the latter; in the early stages, this approach indeed made his strength soar, surpassing everyone's expectations, but as his level increased, the experience he needed also increased, and he found it increasingly difficult to obtain experience!

Those opponents whose strength (level) was equal to his, each not only had a similar physical condition to him but also had skills far beyond his reach, and even those slightly weaker opponents had skills far surpassing his — although later, Dean discovered this problem, everything had become difficult to remedy; he could only improve his skills (skills) through regular practice and accumulation; however, it was like a drop in the bucket; when he and the enemy died together, his skills (skills) had not reached the corresponding level.

Therefore, quickly increasing the profession level was not the priority!

To truly grow, both level and skills must be given equal importance — so, almost without hesitation, Dean added a long-term plan: to improve the skill level as much as possible within the limits of the character level.

And the priority of this long-term plan was almost on par with the plan to prepare for the Blood Moon War.

Because Dean was very clear about the role a strong individual could play in a real war.

And the helplessness in his memory.

Made Dean already have the determination to be a strong individual —

"Blood nourishes the soul, life cleanses the sword in my hand, I will cut through thorns and obstacles!"

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