Judging from the handwriting of the reply, it is similar to the letter sent to the fat man and one of the letters sent to Kevin. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info deduced that it might have been written by Linda, the same female assassin who assassinated Kevin. Of course, Linda may also be just her pseudonym, what her real name is, Kevin doesn't know.

The letter carefully replied to a number of professional questions, though some of them had a distinctly Assassin-leaning technique. For example, how to hide your vindictiveness: there are many ways, but the simplest is to wear a loose and tight dress. When the fighting spirit erupts, there is no need to explode all over the body, so that the fighting spirit only exists on the skin, and does not penetrate through clothing, which can naturally be covered.

The light emitted by Dou Qi is only an incidental characteristic, and the real essence is that the body produces an airflow substance, and the light is not the key. It's not that the more light you shine, the more advanced your combat power will be. Wang Li Academy has done experiments that can change the visual effect of the already vindictive spirit by shining other light.

For example, if someone bursts out with red vindictiveness, the blue light will turn into a "purple" vindictive spirit to a certain extent. This technique is often used in stage plays, where two junior warrior actors take a photo and become two "Juggernauts" going head-to-head, and then the background is complemented by explosions such as magic and sound effects. This battle is also very grand.

As for the light of vindictiveness, the Assassins and most people in the mainland have completely different opinions. Most people think it's cool, imposing, and terrifying. In the eyes of the Assassins, they were meaningless special effects that did not help them in actual combat. The reply stated that the Assassin Guild had been determined to find a way to fight that completely concealed the special effects of the fighting spirit, and it was said that it had achieved considerable results.

Another characteristic of the Assassins is frugality. Whenever an ordinary soldier fights, his whole body bursts with fighting spirit, and he is arrogant. But in the eyes of the Assassin is stupid, the Assassin fights, if you want to punch, then add fighting energy to the fist, if you want to block, also add fighting energy where you need to block. Even a master slashes people with a knife, just adding fighting energy to the blade, without needing to make the entire knife glow.

Of course, the reason the Assassins did this was because this tactic was suitable for the Assassins. And the soldiers in the barracks do not do this, also because of this situation and the battlefield is not satisfied. The whole body erupted with fighting energy, although it was more wasteful, but in fact, the whole body was at its peak. On the battlefield, it is generally a group-to-group battle, which is likely to be chaotic, with random arrows and knives in all directions, which is simply difficult to deal with, and a full-body explosion is the safest and most reasonable choice. What's more, a red light kills, morale is like a rainbow, and you can also break the enemy's courage first.

At the end of the day, Assassins generally fought solo or on a small scale. Soldiers are large-scale on the battlefield, paying attention to military formations, coordination, and group momentum. Different professions, different training methods, the commander may know what to pay attention to when going heads-up, but he doesn't need to teach you, because he doesn't take the test.

In the middle of the night, Kevin finally got up from the bed, dressed neatly, holding a sword in his left hand and a staff in his right hand, and quietly came to the training ground alone.

"Stop!" said the sentry on duty.

"009, Order!" Kevin replied calmly.

“666。 The other party replied, but when he saw Kevin walk in, he couldn't help but be surprised: "You are a recruit who actually knows the password?"

"Oh, I asked in advance, haha. Kevin chuckled dryly. There are sentries on duty in the barracks every night, and when someone is approached from a distance, they must be questioned by password. The password will be different every night, strictly speaking, the last time Marcus took Kevin and Statt out to chat in the middle of the night, and when he met the guards, he would also answer with the password. However, when the recruits first arrived, many recruits ran out in the middle of the night when they couldn't sleep, and they didn't know when they asked them for the password, so they simply didn't ask and rushed back directly. At that time, if it wasn't for Marcus and Kevin and Start going out, they would have been ruthlessly driven back.

"Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night?" asked the sentry.

"I learn some new tricks," Kevin told him truthfully, "and I don't have enough daylight hours." "Kevin's theoretical knowledge is enough, and he is used to training during the day, so this is the time to practice hard late at night.

"The training ground is closed. The Sentinel told the truth, "I can't let you in." ”

"Shall I practice here, then?" replied Kevin, and began to swing on his own, turning left and right, and rolling on the spot. The sentinel watched coldly.

"Otherwise, Mr. Sentinel, can you practice with me?" Kevin asked, "I've found some very rare swordsmanship skills. ”

"What's the use of that?" the sentry dismissed.

"Anyway, you're bored standing guards, so let's try it? I'm not good at learning, and I need to practice. Kevin proposed, picking up two sticks from the side, "Let's try them out." ”

The sentry looked left and right, and the sentry was indeed bored, so he tried it with him. The two of them used sticks as swords, and they didn't burst into vindictiveness, so they made a few attempts. At this gesture, the sentry suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and after two moves, his wrist was knocked out. If this is a real sword, the hand is basically useless, and the hand is useless, then there is no need to fight.

The sentry couldn't help but cheer up and began to fight seriously. The sentinels of the army are generally served by people with less qualifications, and the veterans are old enough to basically not stand guard. The Assassin's reply even included a brief description of how to touch the sentry, and made it clear that the sentry could not be very strong, because it was impossible for a strong person to stand on the sentry.

Kevin was very serious, otherwise what was the purpose of getting up in the middle of the night? The sentry was originally very lazy, but after being beaten a few times in a moment, he also began to get serious. After a while, the two stopped to discuss seriously and seriously analyze the reasons. This sentry's level is far worse than that of the officers, but he still has more combat experience than Kevin.

In this way, the two talked for half the night, and Kevin went to sleep satisfied. The next day, the sentry received a warning for not being serious about standing guard.

But Kevin didn't do anything, because the other party didn't know which unit Kevin belonged to, and he didn't know his name. The reason why this sentry was found was because at night in addition to the fixed posts, there were also patrolling pickets. Seeing the greetings of the two people over there from afar, I immediately wrote it down, and the next day it was reported that the sentry was not serious during that time period. Who Kevin is, picket doesn't matter.

So Kevin went out in the middle of the night. This time he decided to try it out with the sentries at the other posts. In a large barracks, each post is under the jurisdiction of a different unit, and there is no connection with each other, and there may be some differences in the way each unit fights.

So Kevin arrived, the knight's camp. After a brief exchange with the sentry, the two had a pleasant exchange of marksmanship.

The next day, the knight's camp sentry was given a warning.

Kevin arrives at the archer camp in the evening and exchanges hand-to-hand combat skills with the sentinels. After that, the archer sentry also ate a warning.

Finally, there was a rumor in the entire barracks that no one had caught this gang of bastards, and deliberately sent a recruit and a sentry set to get close, and the picket used this to complete his target of arresting, which was a bastard. Everyone secretly scolded the picket, but they didn't seem to care who this recruit was.

However, as a recruit commander, I have to pay attention to it. In the evening, Marcus finally gathered everyone: "Recently, I heard that there are recruits who disturb others standing guard in the middle of the night, aren't you?"

Everyone was dazed, and Kevin was dazed, although he was a little nervous.

The chief swept over their faces one by one, and finally glanced at Kevin: "Whoever it is, I won't pursue it now." Hope not next time. If someone else receives a punishment, there is no chance of meritorious service for the whole year, and many tasks need to be completed to offset it. ”

"Yes!" the crowd replied subconsciously.

"Kevin, come over here. Marcus called Kevin alone to the grove.

I haven't been beaten for a long time, and Kevin is also a little nervous, and he has subconsciously wanted to hold his head. Everyone lives together, and it's impossible to go completely undetected in every move, maybe someone else wakes up in the middle of the night and sees that Kevin is not in bed.

"It's you, isn't it?" Marcas said bluntly.

Kevin hesitated for a moment, then nodded in acquiescence.

"In the future, you go out less often, and you are recognized by a few sentinels, so be careful that they beat you. Unexpectedly, Marcus didn't plan to beat people, "The three people you killed were punished, what are you going to do?"

Of course, Kevin bowed his head and said nothing, and he probably said anything at this time. Marcus immediately babbled and scolded for a long time, but the final result was unexpected by Kevin.

"Since you like to crawl out in the middle of the night, put this boy Gray on. Marcus ordered, "This kid has the worst quality in all aspects, and you will help train him at night." ”

"Yes!" Kevin was almost overjoyed.

In the middle of the night, Gray was also dragged out by Kevin. Kevin didn't talk much nonsense: "The commander ordered, you must train in the middle of the night!"

Gray cried with a sad face: "When will it be trained, I'm so sleepy." ”

"Don't worry, I'm not a chief after all, you stand up," Kevin ordered, "let me experiment with a few new tricks." ”

Gray: "......"

So for the next three weeks, the two of them went out to train almost every day in the middle of the night. For Kevin, even one more wooden stake is good, not to mention that it will still move. For Gray, the benefits were so limited that he didn't even know what he was training for, and most of the time, he was just beaten.

Kevin also felt uncomfortable and wanted to teach him both hands. But his answer was, "I'm sleepy, can I go to sleep?"

Kevin is not his father after all, he doesn't want to learn, and Kevin won't talk nonsense. He was beaten as a living person for three weeks, and various practical combat techniques began to gradually become proficient. Many of them were strange techniques belonging to the Assassins.

Three weeks have passed, and the recruit training has finally ushered in the last week, and it is time to go out to fight.

It was another Monday, and all the recruits assembled at the training ground, and the regimental commander here, Colonel Orson, said two words of encouragement, and the whole audience howled in unison a few times to show morale, and then marched out of the camp.

It was only at this time that Kevin knew that the original military camp was stationed in Mosye City, a border city of the kingdom and a famous mercenary city, where the headquarters of the Mercenary Alliance of Lou Baole Country was located. Basically, the streets were full of mercenaries with weapons, some of them with blood on their bodies.

The commander informed them that the last week of training would take place in the Mercenary Alliance, which in simple terms would be to complete one or more missions. Of course, the time limit is less than a week, and the difficulty is moderate. If you choose a more difficult task, that one is enough, if it is easy, you must complete more.

The profession of mercenary is relatively rare in more developed cities, but in some backward places, it is a big handful. After all, mercenaries are life-threatening and live a life that can be said to lick blood with swords. If a normal person has a stable job, how many are willing to leave their stable jobs and rush into the primeval forest to fight for their lives with all kinds of monsters? Or escort a caravan that takes months to arrive, and fight all kinds of bandits on the road?

Many mercenaries have no way to do this, because they are poor, because they have no food to eat, and they take risks once they can make a lot of money in their business. Even if he is missing an arm, he seems to be happy to come back. Many people died in the forest, and some returned. Those who come back also like to show off their skills, as if they are so strong that they can come and go freely in it, and accept everyone's worship.

Many people do not know what is going on, but they worship these people very much, and they also join in. But in fact, after some mercenaries succeed, they don't go to dangerous places to take on tasks very much, they just brag about it. Joke! With money, who wants to die without a single day? Isn't it good to live? Mercenaries are just taking money to do things, and if they already have money, they will naturally think about their own lives.

Of course, there are also a handful of war maniacs among them. These people are incomprehensible, logically beyond normal people, Kevin has seen a few, and can only express understanding of their behavior, but cannot understand it.

The Mercenary Alliance is actually just a huge platform, composed of several large mercenary groups. Whoever has enough money can go up and post a task. Of course, the task meets the relevant regulations, and if anyone is looking for excitement and releases a bounty of "kill the current king" even if it is 100 million, the result will be ...... It's obvious.

With the increase of Lou Baole's national strength, many people have eaten, and the scale of the mercenary alliance has begun to decrease year by year. As a result, many commissions have accumulated and become impossible to complete. At this time, the army may lack combat effectiveness due to the lack of battlefield baptism all year round. For this reason, the army and the mercenary alliance also have an agreement to help them clear some backlogs on a regular basis, which is regarded as training.

Of course, the commission after completing the task is all given to the troops, and there is no rebate in the mercenary alliance. But at the same time, the army is not allowed to take on tasks taken by mercenaries, and can only take unpopular tasks that have not been touched for more than 3 months.

There are a lot of mercenary branches in the main city here, and the recruits are all scattered throughout the city, although there will be a few of them. Marcas took six people and found a random branch library to enter.

When a soldier goes out, he must march in line, which is also military discipline. The recruits were also worried about whether they would be watched like monkeys, but when they went out, they realized that they were thinking too much. From civilians to mercenaries, they have long been accustomed to having soldiers come and go. Who cares if you were once a nobleman or not.

In the mercenary branch library, it is generally fully furnished, with taverns, equipment for sale, and even priests. When the mercenaries are fine, they can also drink here, which is also half a tavern. Kevin used to tell pornographic jokes in this kind of place to make a joke.

"Yo, the scavengers are coming?" someone saw the soldiers coming in and couldn't help but make a big noise. However, they have no ill intentions, and the soldiers do not snatch their tasks, just general ridicule.

Marcus walked to the counter and asked skillfully, "I've saved three months' worth of tasks, which can be completed in about a week." For recruit training. ”

"Okay, wait a minute. "The counter lady is a beautiful woman, and she can attract a lot of customers to the branch library every day. Even Kevin couldn't help but look at her a few more times, and the other recruits were even more explicit, I have to say that I haven't seen a woman for nearly three months, which is indeed a little ......

"I recommend you take this task," the counter lady smiled and pulled out a notebook, "Dream back to the shame of the mercenary group." This was a commission initiated by a professor at Wang Li, hoping to escort him and his students to the Poison Forest to do academic research. ”

"Oh," Marcas asked casually, "isn't the dream of returning to the mercenary group completed?"

"Yes. The counter lady replied. According to the rules of the mercenary alliance, if a mercenary group fails a mission, the name of this mission will become a shame for the xx mercenary group.

"Then take it. "Marcas didn't talk much nonsense. This year, there is a backlog of three months, and the tasks left for them to serve as soldiers are basically hard, tiring and dangerous errands, so there is no need to choose.

"Please sign. "The counter lady still follows the procedure.

"What exactly does this mission do?" Marcas asked.

"This ......" The counter lady blushed slightly, a little inconvenient to answer.

Someone on the side had already shouted out in her place: "Peek at the gorilla mating!

Recruits: "......"

"Alas, the Dream Back Mercenary Group is also a big mercenary group, and it also has strength. "It just so happened that there was also a bard spreading knowledge," but when they peeked, they themselves were excited. There was a movement, and as a result, the gorillas stopped mating. The mission failed. Hahahaha......"

The whole tavern burst into laughter, and many people spilled their wine.