Son of the Olden Days

"Crack~"

Thor raised his dagger to successfully block the oncoming attack, but missed the opportunity to fight back.

Shuggs retired as soon as he touched him, his expression focused on Thor and continued to wander around.

This fast-paced battle makes Sol a little passive, and can only keep turning his vision to capture the opponent's figure.

In a short moment, Thor deliberately exposed a flaw in his hand in his wit, and Shuggs, who saw the opportunity, once again bullied himself close, and Thor suddenly burst out of strength, trying to counter it with a quicker shot.

The two figures crossed over after a quick hedge over a short distance.

In the end, Sol still lost. Although the flashing dagger backhanded through Shuggs's leather armor at that moment, Shuggs's dagger also stabbed him firmly twice.

If this is a real battle, in terms of damage, Saul can only bring someone else a wound, and Shuggs actually pierced his body.

At the end of the confrontation exercise, the two sat back to the fire while resting.

Playing with the dagger made of wood in his hand, Shuggs had a rare serious expression on his face, picking up some points that he felt during the confrontation to Sol.

"Your growth rate is very fast, you have been able to confront me for many rounds, but this is also normal."

"When novices of all combat professions cultivate their own combat awareness in the initial stage, the process from scratch is the fastest, because that is the easiest stage to shape."

"After you have formed your accustomed fighting style, and then want to improve on the existing basis, then the speed of progress will gradually slow down or even stagnate. In short, the more difficult it is to improve your strength in the future."

"Your reaction and speed are okay, but there are still many problems, the most important of which is that the movements are too rigid and there is no step at all."

"You have to learn to fight more flexibly, instead of just standing in place and passively defending, and don't be suppressed by my speed. You have to find a way or use your own advantages to break this influence."

"For example, as a thief, if I can't use my agility to contain you and drag you into my battle rhythm, then when the battle falls into the power competition stage, my advantage will not be obvious."

"I don't know how much that old man taught you, but now the dagger is obviously not suitable for you. When the situation in the town improves, I will find a chance to help you get the long sword back."

Saul thoughtfully understood what Shuggs said, and raised his hand to touch the thorn marks on his leather armor.

This leather armor is a second-hand item that Shuggs bought from the Thieves Guild for him. The size is a bit larger, and it can barely make do with it.

Shuggs's personal strength is indeed much stronger than that of his own beginner, his pace is flexible and changeable, and the speed of his shots is faster. This makes Sol think that Shuggs often boasted that he had no rivals in the monastery, maybe it was true. of.

Of course, there are actually not many orphans in the monastery who can really fight. They are better at counting other people with dirty methods they learned from adults, or frightening existences who are weaker than themselves through expressions and fists.

After some conclusions, Shuggs went on to talk about some thieves' experiences.

"Critical attack, being listed as a basic skill by both thieves and assassins at the same time, shows its importance. Said it is basic, in fact, this skill is still practical even in the later stage, and it can be said that it runs through my entire career."

Facing Saul's gaze, Shuggs raised his hand and tapped a few places on his body.

"The side of the forehead, the throat, the heart, the joints of the hands and feet, these are the main targets of the critical attacks."

"The throat and heart are the most important positions, so we can kill them with one blow.

"But in many cases, because of the lack of angle of attack or the direction of force, we often can only choose secondary targets such as the joints of the hands and feet in order to limit the opponent's actions and break the opponent's body balance."

"It is not easy to accurately hit these points in a fast battle. It requires long-term targeted practice. Moreover, if you switch to long swords in the future, most of them will be slashing. The key points in the dagger field may not be of much use to you. "

Sol silently nodded his head to absorb the knowledge.

In the past few days, he has almost emptied the inventory in Shuggs's belly. The two will often engage in offensive and defensive exchanges at the bottom of the well to hone their fighting skills.

As a peripheral member of the Thieves Guild, not many of the skills that Shuggs mastered actually involve combat.

Most of them are detailed auxiliary skills such as makeup, tracking, camouflage, and concealment in the thieves' profession, and these practical means of survival happen to be the part that Sol cares most about.

"Do you want to join the Thieves Guild?" Shuggs put his hands on the fire and cast an inquiring look at Saul on the opposite side.

Sol stared at the fire and shook his head.

"People like us will face hardship in the end. It's not a bad thing to have more skills."

Hearing this answer, Shuggs nodded silently with deep approval.

The day before yesterday, Thor suddenly proposed that he wanted to learn some thieves' skills, but Shuggs had no idea of ​​hiding it, he just thought that Thor was interested in thieves’ guild.

In fact, Shuggs really hoped that Thor could join the Thieves Guild, and with a reliable companion, his situation in the guild would no longer be so isolated and helpless.

However, because of the recent theft and missed, Shuggs is now in the stage of being unwelcome in the guild, lacking the qualifications and confidence to recommend, it is not a good time for Thor to join at this time.

"What are the requirements for joining the Thieves Guild?" Sol asked smoothly.

"It's very simple, defeat the veteran thieves who are responsible for the assessment in a battle, or go to the wilderness to find something to kill, in short, as long as you can prove your ability."

Seeing Shuggs' arrogant look, Thor asked a question.

"Have you really killed anyone?"

"Uh... this is not true. Of course, there is another way. If you are referred by an acquaintance, you can join the guild after paying some fees."

Shuggs rolled his eyes awkwardly, obviously this is the real reason why he can become a thief.

Just as he was about to say a few words to support the scene, when he raised his head and saw that Saul had stood up again and began to move his body, his face changed suddenly and he hurriedly followed to stand up.

"I'll go out for a round."

After dropping this sentence, Shuggs flew towards the exit without looking back.

Sol stood there with a stunned expression, a moment later he shouted in the direction where Shuggs fled:

"Damn it, what are you running? Are you going to meet your favorite girl with a stinky sweat? How about your grace and decency?"

Hearing Saul's words, Shuggs ran faster, like a mouse afraid of being chased by a cat, and jumped to the ground in a blink of an eye.

In terms of the importance of resources, firewood ranks behind food.

In order to save firewood, hot water is always not enough.

So in order to solve the problem of sweating after the training every day, Saul resolutely embarked on the road of no return in the cold water bath, and invited Shuggs to join him many times.

Shuggs once watched the scene of Thor taking a bath.

Standing in the snow, first rubbed the surface of the body with the snow to make the body red, and then poured the ice water from the well in the backyard, and then saw Thor's face shivering and distorted, and the whole person was still braving. The heat like white smoke came out.

The taste of it is that imagination alone can make Schugs tremble, let alone try it for yourself.

However, this was not the main reason for Shuggs' escape, but he knew that he would be dragged by Thor into the next round of confrontation training if he didn't leave.

Since Saul spent three days with the old liar nestling in the barn, his whole person has become more abnormal since he returned.

Except for occasional fishing with a fishing rod while resting, as long as he has the strength these days, he will drag Shuggs for non-stop confrontation training, torturing Shuggs badly enough.

And Shuggs knew very well that even if he wasn't there, Saul never stopped torturing himself.

Fishing, training, fishing, training, Saul seemed to fall into a strange paranoia, boring repetition almost occupied all of his life.

Shuggs could understand Saul's mood. After all, he himself had gone through such a stage, like a road leading to strength suddenly appeared before the eyes of an insecure weak.

For the search for power, most people have similar reasons.

In order to stand in front of those who want to protect, for the glory of the family not to be dusted in my generation, or to be less embarrassed when danger comes.

In the final analysis, if you want to live better and more securely, having a certain amount of force is bound to be an inevitable link.

Shuggs never thought that he was a slack person, and he had no less knowledge of this difficult world than Sol, but facing Sol’s crazy training momentum still made him feel a headache.

In order not to spend the whole day on boring training, Shuggs could only run away decisively.

The bottom of the well was quiet again.

After training alone for a while, Thor threw his dagger aside.

Maybe it was time for me to change the long sword. After all, the skills taught by the old man were all based on the long sword. Forcibly using a dagger really felt awkward.

Covering the fire with sand, Solmer climbed onto the ground silently.

Standing in the cemetery, looking up at the sky, another day with heavy snow.

Sol has never liked the climate in the south.

In the four seasons of Gray Screen Town, generally speaking, only spring is relatively mild and pleasant. The summer is extremely hot, making people feel that everything on the ground is burning. The winter is extremely cold, and even the human soul can freeze. As for autumn, people will brave successive rainy days to harvest crops, and then carry spirits to dry their soaked mood by the fire.

After gritting his teeth and taking a shower in the wind and snow, Thor returned to the bottom of the well to light a candle, and then he drew a book and hugged the fishing rod and continued to shrink on the small stool in the corner.

After three short days of study, Thor never saw the nameless old man again.

It is regrettable in my heart. Three days are too short, and they are all used by myself to learn skills, and it is too late to express my gratitude to the elderly like a real apprentice.

Sol built a tomb for the old man in the cemetery, and got another tombstone of decent quality from another tomb.

"My mentor sleeps here."

"This is a brave fighter, a true adventurer."

"He once confronted the dragon, proved his will with blood, and wandered around, putting himself in danger again and again. He walked through the blood flannel blooming in the light, through the thorns blooming in the dark, and finally rested in peace. This land of no light."

Although there was nothing in the tomb, Thor still carved this text on the tombstone.

It is now the last month of the cold winter, and the previously planted Diospyros sylvestris has already produced green fruits, which will be harvested in a few days. Fishing is still very unstable, but fortunately, the remaining food reserves are not endangering survival.

There is nothing dissatisfied with Sol's current situation. It is lucky to be alive.

"Boom!"

There was the sound of something falling to the ground from the exit, and Saul turned his head vigilantly. Through the candlelight, he vaguely saw Irene was holding her sore **** and stood up flusteredly.

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