"Worthy of being the voter of the goddess of fate, this special template is really powerful!" Looking at the system prompt, Roland couldn't help but frown. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Taking two deep breaths to calm his excitement, he went on to check the innate abilities given to him by the Tieflin (Demon) bloodline template, as well as the abilities of the special class of Destiny Samurai.

Bloodline Talent (Demonic):

1) Dark Spell (SP): Once a day, use the spell-like ability "Dark Spell" to create a supernatural shadow with a radius of 20 feet, and the creatures in the area lose vision. Normal light sources (torches, candles, lanterns, etc.) cannot illuminate this area, as can lower-level light magic. The caster's level is equal to the character's level.

2) Special Resistance (EX): Tieflin bloodline gives you +5 resistance to Fire, Cold, and Shock.

3) Dim vision: You have a keen eye and can see normally in the dim.

4) 60 feet of dark vision: The Tieflin bloodline gives you extra sharpness, and you are able to get a 60-foot vision in a completely unlit environment.

Class Ability (Destiny Samurai):

1) The Warrior of Destiny is good at using all simple and military weapons and all types of armor (heavy, medium, light), and also good at using shields (except for tower shields).

2) Detect Faction (SP): Destiny Samurai can detect evil or good at any time, this effect is similar to the "Detect Evil/Good" spell.

3) Enemy Slash (su): Destiny Samurai can use normal melee attacks to smash enemies 2 times a day. Attacks must be hit with Charisma modifier and deal an additional damage equal to the Destiny Samurai level. Starting from level 5, the number of times you can use the Enemy Slash per day for every level 5 increases by 2.

Roland pondered for a long time on the system panel, and his tightly knit brow gradually relaxed.

"The so-called 'Warrior of Destiny' is to combine the professional characteristics of the Holy Warrior and the Dark Guardian into one, originally the Holy Warrior had the ability to detect evil, and the Black Guard had the ability to detect goodness, and now it has been unified into the detection camp, the original Holy Warrior's Evil Slash, the Black Guard's Good Slash, and now it is unified into the Enemy Breaking Slash, which is effective against good or evil creatures, and the number of daily uses is also a superposition of the two professions."

"Analyze ...... according to this line of thought," Roland had a hunch that in the near future, he would master the magic of both the Holy Warrior and the Black Guard, and he had double the spell slots, so he couldn't help but clench his fist excitedly.

After taking office, it is reasonable to learn new skills and new specialties, but unfortunately reality is not a game, even if Roland has a system, it is impossible to easily complete the learning process with a few clicks of the mouse.

Invoking the memories of the original owner of the body, Roland realized that in this world, there are two main ways to master a new skill or specialty: one is to rely on oneself to ponder and practice repeatedly, and slowly understand in actual combat, and the other is to seek guidance from famous teachers.

In contrast, the second way of learning is clearly more efficient.

It was also based on the memories of this body before it crossed over that Roland also learned about the educational model of this world.

Schools existed, but they were not widely available, mainly for the children of the aristocracy and the wealthier merchant class, and the subjects taught were mainly secular knowledge such as history, literature, arithmetic, and etiquette, rather than for the extraordinary professions.

If you want to learn supernatural abilities, you can only go to mysterious places such as shrines, temples, martial arts halls, mage towers, monasteries, etc., and ask for advice from senior masters of the same profession.

As the capital of the Far Eastern penal colony, the Fort of Atonement has only one temple of holy light to teach extraordinary skills, but it is the place where Philip Wallensky, the archbishop of the Far East, is stationed in Xi, and it has three major training subjects for warriors, priests and holy warriors all year round, and any believer in Pero can go to participate in the training, of course, you have to pay a lot of training fees for this, and the temple side does not guarantee that you can learn it, because talent and understanding cannot be taught.

Roland is not a believer in the Church of Light in the first place, and he is not a free man in the second place, so neither the school nor the Temple of Light will accept him, and these two paths are hopeless.

Fortunately, there is also a secret temple in the Far Eastern penal colony, located in the Black Guard training camp on the outskirts of the Atonement Fortress, which is run by Rudolph Kolas's cronies and is dedicated to Sindra, the goddess of fate.

The Temple of Fate also offers vocational training, with three main categories: Priest Sindra, Ranger (Far Eastern Ranger), and Blackguard.

Pastor Sindra's mentor is a middle-aged man named Boris, who is nominally a priest of the Holy See of the Light, but in fact followed Rudolph's conversion to Sindra ten years ago, and insisted on secretly preaching in the penal colony for many years, recruiting young people with outstanding perceptual talents, and training them to become Sindra's priests.

The Ranger profession is not of Imperial origin, but originates in the mountains of the Far East, as is the Druid faith, and the natives call it the Far Eastern Ranger, believing in the forces of nature rather than a specific deity.

A Far Eastern Ranger named Evgenia Kitlander was exiled to the Fort of Atonement more than a decade ago, and by chance became a close friend of Rudolph Kolas, and became a follower of Sindra under Rudolph's influence, training the agile young militia to become qualified wilderness rangers.

The Ranger lineage is divided into two schools, the "Second Knife Stream" and the "Bow and Arrow Stream", and Evgenia is very proficient in both schools, but for the sake of class coordination, she prefers to teach bow and arrow skills, and most of her disciples are marksmen, providing Rudolph's militia with a large number of excellent ranged troops.

As for the training of the Black Guards, Rudolph himself is nominally in charge, but in fact, due to his busy schedule, he rarely has time to personally guide the newcomers, mainly the two most cultivated Black Guard Captains Pavel and Alexei under him serve as instructors, mainly responsible for daily training, and the dark guards in the Far East are all out of this training ground.

Roland's "Destiny Samurai" profession, which includes the inheritance of the Black Guard, now he wants to train his professional skills, of course, he has to go to the barracks to seek guidance from the two Black Guard instructors.

The level of science and technology in the world of Vares, uneven from place to place, the developed inland areas of the empire, its civilization has reached the level of the first industrial revolution on the earth, but in the poor and remote Far East it is much more backward, the pocket watches and table clocks commonly owned by middle-class families in the interior are rare luxuries in the Far East, you have to ask the passer-by what time it is, he is not looking down at the watch, but looking up at the sky.

Fortunately, Roland is a man with a system, the system comes with an accurate clock function, it is now half past ten in the morning, I went to the post station to rent a fast horse, and rushed to the barracks just in time for lunch.

The militia camp covers an area of 10,000 acres, like a satellite city independent of the Fort of Atonement. It is not only the militia that lives here all year round, but also the shops and vendors who serve the militia.

Roland tied his horse to a roadside stump, went into a tavern, and ordered a large portion of roasted lamb with potatoes and rye bread.

The guy who ran the hall recommended his home-brewed ale, and after thinking about it, he felt that it was undignified to have a drunken smell in class, so he smiled and shook his head and refused.

The fragrant meal was quickly served on the table, Roland took out a handkerchief to wipe the knife and fork, forked a large piece of roast mutton and stuffed it into his mouth, the soft and glutinous taste made him squint his eyes with satisfaction, but unfortunately there is no mobile phone and no Internet in this world, so he can't take pictures of this affordable meal and send it to the circle of friends.

Munching on the lamb stew, Roland broke open the coarse rye bread and placed a small piece of it in the stew bowl. The climate in the Far East was cold, not suitable for growing delicate crops, and the white flour eaten by the nobles was mostly imported from the mainland, and the common people could only rely on coarse rye bread and preserved fruit.

In order to save food, rye flour is also mixed with a part of the ground bran, which supplements the essential cellulose of the human body, which can be called a green and healthy food on the earth in the 21st century, but unfortunately the taste is even rougher, and it tastes like a mouthful.

Fortunately, Roland had inherited more than a decade of experience in the Far East, and knew that it would be more delicious to break hard bread into small pieces and soak it in vegetable soup before eating it.

At this moment, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and a group of young men and women in chainmail shirts walked in, laughing.

Roland followed the prestige and recognized them as local militiamen, three young men with broadswords on their backs were Black Guards, and two girls with compound bows were Far Eastern rangers.

Several people on the other side also noticed Roland, and the moment they looked at each other, the three black guards immediately stood upright, clenched their fists across their chests, and saluted him.

Roland sat still, with his fists folded across his chest, saluted them back, and then turned back to continue his meal.

The five people opposite sat down to order food, and the two female rangers whispered, as if asking their companions about his identity.

"Who's that, what a big pie!"

Hearing his companion say that he was the son of the commander, one of them, a pretty girl with elven blood and pointed ears, pouted her lips and said disdainfully: "It's just a young master who relies on the support of his elders, why do you have to be so respectful to him." ”