Life careers can be accomplished through deliberate practice, so? What about combat professions?

Glo remembered how he had worked for Ranger. In those days, the bandits spent almost all of their time hunting due to food scarcity - it was not appropriate to call them a vicious bandit at the time, and in this group of farmers, routs, bankrupt and homeless city civilians, they craved more than the shiny rael, but the food that would fill their bellies. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On a starry night, he had a long dream on a bed covered with dry straw - he had a vague memory of the strangeness of the dream, except that after waking up, he had completed the inauguration of the basic combat class [Ranger].

This made him feel horrified, and it also made him believe that the world corresponded to the game that used to be. He knew that he was not in a dream, and from then on, taking advantage of the opportunity to complete his inauguration, he worked hard to improve his strength, until later, he became the leader of the bandits.

Now at the moment of stepping into the [Awakening Realm], he suddenly had a bold idea, maybe aside from the route of the Holy Radiance Church, he could also complete his inauguration in other ways, but compared to the famous "Shining Knight" in the history of the game, this path undoubtedly seems to be much more difficult, tortuous and dark.

Radia, Lena...... He silently recited the names of the two girls in his heart, and no matter which one he had, he had a special affection. A cat that doesn't steal is not a good cat, a pig that doesn't arch cabbage is a gelding, and a man who doesn't love beautiful women definitely has a physical or psychological problem. As he thought about it again and again, his decision gradually became more and more biased, and he was absolutely unwilling to become a monk, uh, no, join the church.

Is it just? He reached out and touched the sword at his waist, and the sheer power seemed to spread deep into his heart with his fingers, and he settled down—old York moved a chair and sat beside him, still babbling.

As he pondered these questions, he spoke to Old York:

"Well, due to the thick flesh of the boar's hind legs, you need to make some cuts horizontally to the fibrous texture of the muscles to allow the salt to penetrate ......"

Glo nodded to Old York, and he remembered the taste of the food he had just tasted - Old York's mouth watered, and he became more and more elated to see Gerlo's approval.

"Yes, that's it, but it's still not enough. I mean, Old York, my craft is still not fully utilized...... Coarse salt has a bitter taste. If you go out, you should come back with some snow-white salt, though I know it's expensive......"

"I'm sorry, old York. The current Northland is in a time of war. ”

"But don't the nobles still enjoy those things?"

"They have dealings with merchants."

"What about us?"

Old York asks - back at the mine, Glo gives Oliver the wooden box containing Rael for safekeeping. In Afron, he and Miss Radia didn't spend it on anything other than to buy some books, materials, and alchemical testing tools. Old York knew about this, and as a chef, he felt that since he had plenty of money, it was necessary to improve his food.

"We can refine the refined salt ourselves."

"Isn't that a secret of the merchants?"

"A secret is a secret because it is not known."

"So, Glo, you've mastered the art?"

Glo nodded, the purification process of refined salt is not complicated, it is just a few steps of dissolution, filtration, and evaporation, in the mind of otaku, this belongs to the general knowledge of children. It was only today that Old York spoke of this and he thought about it for a moment—but in this period, even the trade in ordinary coarse salt, for the consumption of the common people, was in the hands of the local nobility, and outsiders did not want to get a piece of the pie.

The salt tax, too, existed in this country - it was one of the direct benefits of the local nobility in their domains. Glo quickly threw away the distractions in his mind, knowing that if he ventured into this industry, he would undoubtedly put himself on the side of aristocrats and big businessmen.

However, it is not too much of a problem to use it only within the bandits, but in this way, the significance of this process has become much smaller.

He retracted his mind to the reality in front of him—as he and Old York were talking, Ladia was finishing her plate, her eyes narrowing in contentedness as she stroked her bulging belly. The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the words of the conversation were caught in her ears word for word.

"Mr. Glo, are you going to start a refined salt business?"

She asked. From her time with Glor at Afron to the journey back to the Ampton mines, she had heard more than once of Glo's intentions - the young bandit leader had been so preoccupied in recent times that he no longer seemed to be willing to lie dormant. And judging from his ability, the bandit industry really buried him.

He now has an additional identity, the swordsman of the Aphron Escud family.

"Well, I did think about it, but at this stage, some things aren't feasible."

Glo said that he had a lot of concerns in his heart - although his personal strength was very good, and he had a high class level of LV35 at the end of 553 before the game was launched, he knew that the underlying rules of the human kingdom in this world were completely consistent with the real society in his previous life.

The power is in the hands of those in power and brings them amazing benefits. Therefore, those who are red-eyed and try to reach out will fall into a doom - the eagle needs a pair of strong wings to soar in the sky, and just as the shortcut to wealth requires the protection of power to step into.

Therefore, he has no such intention for the time being.

"Is it an industry restriction? I think you can apply to the baron for a commercial license. ”

Radia thought for a moment, accurately guessed Glo's concerns, and proposed. She looked at Glo, her eyes full of seriousness - but Glo couldn't help but laugh dumbly when she heard it, the Elantt Kingdom was not the holy land of mages, Bracada, the two places were fundamentally inconsistent, not to mention, it was the Northland, which was full of strife and chaos.

In such a troubled era, it is absolutely a death move to act recklessly without sufficient strength.

Now was not the time to discuss these things, and he was silent for a moment before deciding to end the conversation.

"The 'Blade Essence Stone' is already available, maybe we can experiment with the Sharp Enchantment Technique today."