He walked back and forth along the treeline, from the super-high gate to the end of the path he had first set foot on Eleona.

When he first started exercising, the guards gave him a strange look, but after a while, the Ellionans stopped paying attention to him. In any case, the guards may now be used to seeing players do strange things.

Seif scoffed. He never thought he would be a strange person. That's the job of Awesome Dude.

He walked to the end of the road and turned towards the guards. His shoes stirred up a cloud of dirt. A pink hug worm squirmed across the road, so he turned around and gave birth to a large baby.

Then the little bell he had been waiting for finally came.

+1 Agility

Mission Update: Gain Agility

3/5

Seve

a

CE happily brings up his properties screen to see the update.

Current level: 13

WIS-15

INT-13

VC-9

AGI-8

STR-1

FOR-1

The last few dungeon tours did help him level up, but about Mau

There are two more points to be accomplished. It's going to take a while.

He closed the window. Is running really the best way to increase him – agility?

Other players must have the same problem. It's like Awesome Dude. His friends are scoundrels, and they generally like to be quick-witted. He must also put the surge.

"System, inbox." After a few clicks, I received a notification that the system was recording. "Hey, quick question. How to improve your agility? Thank you. ”

He wasn't sure what kind of answer he would get, but it was worth a try. Sure enough, I soon received a reply from my friend. "It's easy!"

Awesome Dude's voice was almost yelling at him. He could hear the thief take a quick breath and lunge at him. "You have to do a lot of agile things, like running, jumping and rolling, and even somersaults and side flips. This is the most fun upgrade! Hehe, one guy here is doing a backflip, and that's really cool. He'll teach me how to do it after that! Then ......"

The hooligans hung out for another full minute.

“…… That's why we have to hunt this thing down, because it's really dangerous. It's bad if it eats another child, you know? And- oh. This clan dude said I had to go. Sorry buddy. I'll send you a message when I'm ok. Good bye! ”

"Jumping and somersaulting," he mused. He hasn't turned over in his life, but how difficult can it be? He slowed down and walked about halfway through. Glancing in the direction of the town, not only the guards were looking this way, but several players were also outside the town.

There's no way he's going to try somersaults in front of an audience

He quickly turned around and trotted into the forest. There isn't much space between the trees.

He stretched out his hands and slowly fell forward, just as he had seen on television. It took him under control and pulled him down. His hand touched the ground, bent, and his head hit a bare tree path. A red light flashed in front of his eyes, and finally he turned into a crumpled pile.

Oh. It may not hurt the body, but his poor self-esteem hurts.

Seve

a

CE stood up, determined to get it right a second time. He didn't. He lunged forward, banged his head on a tree, and spread his limbs. The third time made his hands wobbly and he fell to the ground without dignity. The fourth attempt resulted in him facing the trunk, though he wasn't sure how he did it.

+1 Vitality

"Hah," he gasped. That's not his goal. Maybe he should stick to the jump. At least then he wouldn't have to kill himself like that.

"Can I ask what you want to do?" Pleasant sounds drifted through the trees.

Get up quickly. He turned around and saw a familiar man in black coming out of the bushes.

"Racine! There you are! "He wanted to disappear.

"How long?"

The clansmen saw it?

Sev trying to make himself a little less halfway? Brushed off his clothes and plucked a branch from his pale hair.

"I'm trying to be more agile."

Thankfully, Racine didn't laugh. But his black eyebrows climbed up his forehead. "Hit the ground in the street? Scold! ”

"Well, not exactly. I want to somersault. "It's so embarrassing.

"Ahh The tiny wrinkles around Racine's eyes deepened. He cleared his throat. "I see. It's an approach, but you'll need some help. ”

"What did I do wrong?"

A chuckle finally erupted, but Racine quickly held back. "I think it would be easier if I showed you."

Seif thinks there are many things in his life that he can't see. Disneyland is one of them, and the Eiffel Tower is another. The other could be a man in his forties who performs a perfect somersault in the middle of the forest, as easily as a circus performer.

"You want to start standing up straight," Racine explained. Then bend forward and place your palms on the ground, like this. Push with your legs and let the momentum carry you through. Your head should never touch the ground. Instead, you'll land with your back. ”

He completes a perfect somersault and ends in a standing position.

"Wow." This explains something. He mimicked the standing posture and then carefully squatted like a teacher. Then he gasped and rolled forward. This time he didn't lose any health. Victory!

Rasi

Laughed. "You can practice later. I've come to you because Oron is back at the Academy. He wants to meet you. ”

"Who is Oren?"

"You can treat him as the patriarch, if it's okay, let's go to the mansion.

He didn't like the part, either contact or teleportation, but the snow soon scattered in his field of vision, taking him away. By the time he repositioned, he had returned to the stone courtyard of the Veil House.

Racine led the way and went straight to the staircase at the back of the main hall.

They walked up the stairs and met two men standing in the shadows. They whispered about something.

When they approached, both were silent.

"This is Sef," Racine told them.

One of the two immediately stretched out his hand. "Welcome! I'm Ole

。 ”

Oren is short in stature, with short black hair, two slightly glowing blue ears on each ear, a narrow face, a straight nose, and slender eyebrows, giving him the feeling of a scholar.

"Hi," Sef squeezed his outstretched hand. He didn't think much about it, but he didn't dare to refuse, lest he offend the Veil Man. Oren's fingers were warm and rough, covered with calluses from people who were accustomed to hard work. There is a sense of reality.

The handshake ends.

"Kamau," another man said in a rough voice. His temples were starting to turn white, the silver hair on his head had been three days old, and his sunken eyes had heavy eyebrows. Instead of reaching out, he looked at Sev from head to toe as if looking for something.

“Ole

and Kamau are branch leaders," Rahim explained. "If Ole

It's our administrator, then Kamau is our security. ”

"What is a branch leader?".

Kamua does look like an experienced bodyguard, so the role is a good fit.

"Didn't Racine explain this?" Oron seemed surprised.

"No," Racine said. "I haven't had a chance yet, and as soon as I found him, I brought him in."

Oron frowned slightly, but the next moment, his expression softened. "It doesn't matter. Thank you for bringing him, Racine. ”

Racine nodded briefly.

"I'll explain," Oron said to Sef. "Our family may be small now, but it used to be huge, with seven families, each responsible for a certain aspect of the family, and we still maintain this tradition to this day. Although now it is hardly necessary. ”

Seven family branches?

He looked around the main hall of the clan mansion with wide eyes, trying to imagine that it was crowded with people. A few hundred people can easily squeeze into the huge hall. And now, there are only two dozen.

As if sensing his thoughts, Racine explained. "The place is actually our converted guest house. Our original land is no longer accessible. ”

"It turned out well.

It's too difficult to maintain these properties. And I'm also liking the house more and more. Oron's gaze drifted across the hall, and he smiled faintly.

Kamua snorted. "Well, it's comfortable."

I can't believe it. The Veil branched out from the whole land and seven full families here? Twenty-seven men and a house. What the hell happened to them?

"I see," he said successfully. What else could he say? I'm sorry you lost all your land and people, but you have to tell what happened?

"Go to my office," Oron then suggested.

"Of course,"

Kamau is not so encouraging anywhere. He just narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at S Sef for a long time, and walked down the stairs.

"This way." Oron returned to the stairs, but instead of going down the stairs, he reached for the long tapestry hanging on the back wall. He pulled it aside, revealing a door in the stone.

What a great place to hide your office! He also noticed that it was close to his own room. Does Oron spy on him?

Disturbed. To be honest, he had expected something like this to happen, but it still didn't feel good. It reminded him that he came here on some reluctant.

"You may be seated." Oron was already seated on the other side of a wooden table, gesturing to a chair. It has four legs like a regular chair but has a short backrest, about six inches tall. A black cushion is fixed to the seat.

The chair was comfortable and moved a bit, although he couldn't fully lean back in the chair.

He looked curiously around the office and noticed a large pile of fur in the corner, and a small happy flame dancing on a thick candle in a metal dish. Almost every wall is filled with shelves, piled with scrolls, and a mess of feathers, oddly shaped stones, mysterious sacks, etc., is that a human skull?!

"Sorry, it's a bit messy,"

Oren said.

He stared at the sect leader a little awkwardly. Of all the veils he encountered, this guy seemed to be the most normal. In fact, he is ordinary, reminding Sev of his high school teacher. There is no threat.

"It doesn't matter. You probably have a lot to do. So ......"

Oren smiled politely, an associate professor conniving at the student's appearance. "I'm grateful. Now, if you may, Morn mentioned that he gave you a mission? He nodded.

The discussion is a bit strange

This is another game character, but since they are from the same clan, perhaps this is not surprising.

"Yes, he wants me to be more agile."

"I see. How's it going? ”

Your own image, crashing into a tree? He smiled. He couldn't have mentioned that little detail

"Good. I'm halfway there. ”

"I'm glad to hear that." Oron's fingers were bent and his elbows were propped up on the table. His dark eyes did not take their eyes off Sef. "I hope you don't get me wrong, but Mau

I have already analyzed your performance in the dungeon. Our only wish is to help you grow. So with that in mind, I'm going to give you a second task: increase your vitality. ”

As soon as Oren's voice fell, the system rang out.

You have received guidance from your clan.

Quest received: Gain 5 vitality.

That's it? Sef blinked. The words drifted in front of him, and when they dissipated, his gaze turned to Oron. That's not surprising, is it?

The system knows what his minimum stat is, and is only prompting the tasks his clan has given him as a guide. That's how games like this work, right?

If that's the case, he wouldn't mind. Getting stronger is the point, isn't it?

"Okay," he said. "What else can I do?"

Oren's eyes sparkled. It was as if the question made him amused, but he remained calm.

"Let's start with those. When you're done, come and see me. Now, before I send you to Twin Bridges, I have something for you. ”

Two bridges? Seif sat up straight. He'd already heard of that place. This is the next town the player can reach.

Oron got up from his table and walked over to a low shelf. He took out a slender package and wrapped it loosely in black cloth. Place on the table.

"I think it's going to help."

Out of curiosity, Sef leaned forward. Oron plucked up the courage to nod and carefully unfolded the fabric. He gasped when he saw what it was.

Another branch.

He was crying and laughing, and although it was another branch, it was at least a branch of a strange tree. It was elongated, about three feet long, with silver wood and deep purple-red leaves that looked like it had been soaked in blood.

"I'm afraid it's not black," Oron whispered, "but it will serve its purpose." ”

Sef, who was lifting a branch, stopped. Was Oron just kidding?

"It looks so much better than mine." To prove it, he stretched out an empty hand and called from the inventory. It appears in all its withered, miserable glory. An orange leaf fell to the ground, finally giving up the brave struggle.

"Well," Oron mused, "I dare say you

It's ready to go to the firewood. "Maybe the people can use it to roast marshmallows.

“…… You can leave it here. ”

"Thank you." Sef shifted his attention to the new branches.

"Of course." Oren said. "You might find Rasi

Waiting for you downstairs. He will take you to the double bridge. ”

He hid the new branch in his inventory, leaving Oron's office much happier than when he first entered.