Chapter 18: Croquettes and muskets
[Continuous publication and reporting, you gain a lot of fame in the local area; XP+30γ
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Arthur had an irrepressible look of joy on his face when he read those text prompts clearly, he expected to get far more XP than before, but he didn't expect that there would be so much!
'30 points! β
'Sheriff Lauk, your true identity is really valuable!' β
And thank you, Ms. Caesar, for your help! β
And, of course, Vontel and Wiggins's! β
Faced with the harvest beyond the preview, Arthur thanked from the bottom of his heart.
Even though he knew very well that the reason why he was able to gain a large wave of XP, in addition to the identity of the 'psychic medium' and many 'help', the most important thing was the true identity of the 'Axe Killer'.
Sheriff Lauk's true identity is just too amazing.
As soon as he thought of this sheriff, Arthur couldn't help but think of the most special person among the victims.
I wonder if the police officer who was killed has any background? β
'If anything, the Shire will be in chaos again!' β
Arthur laughed maliciously.
With the enactment of the new law three years ago, the titular sheriff has retired from the stage of history, but just as Lauke still wears the sheriff's badge, many remaining issues remain unresolved.
For example: police officer status.
Under the new law, police officers need to be selected, trained, proven to be loyal, and so on.
But in reality?
Most of the police officers are still the same people, from the streets, gangs, aristocratic private soldiers, etc., and although the remaining police officers are recruited from the society, they need to spend an additional 200 soos of equipment and clothing, which basically cuts off the possibility of civilians joining them.
These recruited people could only be middle-class, dilapidated aristocrats, and so on.
Of course, the biggest possibility is the relatives of the former police officers β no one wants outsiders to join their ranks, especially in the traditional South Los Valley.
But either way, it has its own 'power'.
With such a 'force', under the premise of being 'attacked and killed' by one's own people, some things become interesting.
At the very least, some people who shouldn't be tempted will also be tempted.
After all, that's the sheriff's position in the Shire.
None of this has anything to do with Arthur, though.
He hoped that those people would fight for this position as fiercely as possible, and the longer they fought, the better, preferably until he was fully developed.
When that time comes...... Boom.
Thinking of this, Arthur didn't hesitate and started adding points again.
At any time, any plan, it needs strength as a backingββ
[Consumes 10XP, Basic Swordsmanship Lv3β Lv4]
[Basic Swordsmanship Lv4: Solid foundation and several life-and-death battles, make your swordsmanship stand out among ordinary people, and you can deliver a fatal blow to your opponent at any time. γ
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The harmony of the body and knowledge begins again.
This time, without the stalk, when everything was done, Arthur drew his sword with a thud and stabbed straight at the imaginary enemy in front of him.
Sou!
It's like the sound of a crossbow bolt breaking through the air.
This sword is faster and more ruthless than the previous Sheriff Lauk.
Arthur was sure that he would be the first to pierce the opponent's throat when he was out of the sword at the same time, and he would draw his sword and retreat without staining a little blood of the opponent - not only because the swordsmanship level had surpassed the opponent, but also because the [physique] was not comparable to the opponent.
However, the two attributes of [Physique] and [Spirituality] still did not move.
This made Arthur frown.
'The hunch was wrong?' β
'No! β
It's just that the physical, spiritual, and spiritual improvements are harder than expected, but that's not bad news for me. β
At least, this kind of difficulty doesn't exist for me nowβ
Some! β
Arthur at this moment still has a lot of XP at the moment, just glanced at the XP requirements of the skill [Basic Swordsmanship Lv4 (0/20)], and directly continued to add points.
XP bottomed out again.
Arthur was not moved at all.
For him, XP itself is a consumable, and it is normal to exchange XP for stronger strength.
As for saving?
Arthur didn't think he had the luxury of qualification.
Unless XP is put there to give birth to cubs!
[Consumes 20XP, Basic Sword Lv4β Lv5]
[Basic Swordsmanship Lv5: Good talent and perseverance in training, after dozens of life-and-death battles, you have reached the current level, with your current physique, you can easily split the 2 arrows shot with a long sword, and when you stab out with a sword, you can make ordinary people cut the throat of the other party before they have time to react]
(Note: This skill level limit has been reached)
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Once again, the body is in tune with knowledge.
However, it is not the same as before.
This time, there was a clear warm current in his body, and Arthur heard a sound of breaking the air.
It was only at the moment when he heard the sound of breaking the air that Arthur had the thought of 'it was an arrow shot from a short bow' in his heart, and the trajectory and angle of the arrow's flight appeared in his mind, and then his body moved involuntarily, and the long sword in his hand slashed straight out.
Cha!
The blade accurately parried the arrow, splitting it in half.
Arthur kept his sword slashing stance, the words flickering in front of him.
[Physique +0.1]
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Call!
Arthur exhaled deeply, both recalling the feeling of the sword just now, and savoring the changes in his body now.
Previous talent [Dark Snake. When the replacement came, Arthur didn't have time to feel anything, everything was too fast, and it hurt too much.
Now I can finally take a closer look.
It doesn't hurt.
It's also a bit like soaking in a hot spring.
Then as soon as he clenched his fist, a sense of power spread throughout his body.
The increase in [physique] has a more intuitive impact on strength! β
Swinging his fists continuously, listening to the whirring fist wind, a smile appeared on Arthur's face again.
Who can resist this feeling of getting stronger?
For Arthur in particular, nothing pleases him more than an increase in strength.
The only fly in the ointment is that the [Basic Swordsmanship] has reached the limit of this skill.
'At this stage, it's just the extent of slashing two arrows?' β
'If I'm strong enough, will I be able to cut through the projectiles fired by the gun? β
Arthur's smile grew brighter as he imagined himself one day slashing bullets, after all, if someone saw that scene, he would definitely get more XP......
Wait a minute!
Do I still need to work hard for XP at that point?
Do you need it?
Don't need it?
Arthur sat in the psychic hall, thought carefully for a minute, shook his head, and sighed-
"Human desires are truly endless."
"So, in order to be able to reach the level of slashing faster, I need to learn some more advanced swordsmanship, and I don't know how those swordsmanship clubs on West Merk Avenue are."
Because of the triennial 'Sword Fighting Competition', there are sword clubs in every district of South Los District, especially the ones on West Merk Avenue, which are quite famous, especially one of them called 'Jolchoc Sword Club', which won the third place in the last 'Sword Fighting Competition'.
'Maybe you can try!' β
Arthur thought as he walked to the kitchen.
Breakfast was ok.
Lunch is for the sake of stalking, and it is really a deal.
When it was time for dinner, Arthur felt that he should treat himself.
However, I didn't plan to go out to eat.
He was afraid that some people would not find him.
This will delay his XP crediting!
With two firebolts on the side of the stove, a sword slung cross-body at his waist, and a psychic box at his feet, Arthur melted a piece of butter in the pan, and the deboned chicken thighs were spread out in the frying pan, and the unique flavor of the meat wafted through the fat with a sizzling sound.
Pork chops, steaks, and lamb chops will taste better, but these ingredients are delivered to each kitchen's kitchen in the morning, and Arthur can only choose some leftovers and chicken when he goes over at noon.
For those leftovers, Arthur said that his cooking skills were not enough to deal with, so he could only choose chicken thighs, but after the boss assured that he would also get a pound of steak or the same weight of pork chops and lamb chops tomorrow morning, Arthur brought half a pound of minced meat, and was soaking in cold water to remove blood at the moment.
Pour boiling water into the peppercorns and set aside.
Arthur scooped out the minced meat and chopped it even more.
He wants to eat croquettes.
Between the kitchen knife and the board, in a very rhythmic sound, the minced meat quickly turned into meat filling, and the two black shadows seemed to be unpredictable prophets, and after avoiding the patrolling police officers very easily, they touched the front of No. 2 Kirk Street.
And all this was seen by Arthur through a periscope.
He wiped his hands, picked up two firearms, and walked to the door.