Chapter 16 (2/2)

“To put it bluntly, he’s a pissant who is capable of using black equipment, so let’s keep away from him! The fourth is the thin man sitting on the roadside, resting. That is, the one wearing a simple leather robe, with a wooden stick, on the top of which a leaf bud grows.”

“Your Majesty, that is Druid, who follows balance. They are neither good nor evil. But in this area, their behavior tends to be good,” Gerrard explained.

“That is to say, ‘Although I am not a good person, I happen to hate the villains’, isn’t it?”

“That’s right.”

“That’s fine. He is kind to you and wants to give you all the skills you need to be his successor.”

Gerrard was joyful. After second thought, however, he shook his head and continued, “Although I also want to learn Druid’s ability, I have begun serving Your Majesty, and it’s inappropriate to go with them who believe in the natural god.”

“What a pity…” Sui Xiong sighed and continued, “The last one to note is the one covered by a black gown standing in the shadows on the roadside. He’s completely malicious to you and wants to use you as a resource, refine you and make you into a death knight.”

Gerrard stopped, turned around and looked in the direction that Sui Xiong indicated, and really saw a man in black hiding in the corner, secretly peering at him. Seeing Gerrard, the man wearing a black gown pulled his gown and covered his face.

“Your Majesty, it is he, right?”

“That’s right.”

Gerrard immediately rushed toward the man in the black gown, shouting, “You necromancer who defies corpses, how dare you impute me?”

The man in black didn’t expect that he would be noticed, or be recognized when he saw Gerrard in the distance, so he was suddenly startled at the exclamation. Seeing Gerrard aggressively rushing towards him, he, without any hesitation, directly activated a magic item that enveloped him in a circle of white light, and he disappeared without a trace.

“Damn!” Gerrard narrowly caught up with him, but the guy escaped. He was very angry, and shouted, “It’s a spell to send people to other places, and the caster is really cunning like a fish!”

“I can track where he is going. Shall I chase him?”

Gerrard hesitated and gave up the tempting suggestion, replying, “The place where the mage is headed is most likely a magic trap, and might even be the headquarters of their organization. We’d better not get into that much trouble…”

This little conflict was inconspicuous, but it attracted a lot of people. The necromancer was definitely not weak, and in Pyroxene Town, he could be considered a notoriously tough guy. However, in front of Gerrard, he did not even have the ability to fight back, and even before he had time to chant the spell, he directly used his life-saving trump card.

Gerrard was too fast. The two were separated by a whole street, but he managed to lunge over it in a few steps. And at such a distance, he could also find that the necromancer was plotting against him… This seemingly simple, honest, and even somewhat stupid big man from the giants apparently had a keen sense of awareness and unusual agile reaction. Considering that his strong body was like a wall, his power certainly would not be weak, let alone his physical strength. Except for his intelligence, he was probably perfectly talented!

So the chief guard wearing an old armor went straight out of the temple and walked up to Gerrard. But before he got to Gerrard, the fruit seller had already approached him.

“Sir, would you like to eat a fruit?” He smiled in an honest way, and offered, “I can give you one for free.”

“Why?” Gerrard asked cautiously.

“The necromancer that traitors corpses is our enemy,” The seller laughed and said, “You scared him off, so you deserve this fruit.”

Gerrard shook his head, “I don’t dare to eat your fruit.” Saying this, he left before the seller responded.

The seller stood there awkwardly. His eyes were dark for a while, but then he returned to his stall, sneering. When he returned to the stall, he had already restored the previous appearance, smiling honestly.

Gerrard did not go far before the elderly chief guard of the temple came up to him. “May the just balance bless you with rewards for what you have done,” He said, “Young man, since you are physically extraordinary, are you interested in learning some combat skills?”

“Combat? I can do that.” Gerrard responded.

“But I believe that what you have mastered is some crude and simple skills, such as aggressive attack or jumping or chopping,” The old man said with a smile. “Admittedly, with your body, those skills are sufficient to make you famous, but why not learn something more advanced? I can teach you some more efficient fighting skills that would allow you to knock down enemies faster and avoid hurting yourself.”

“Getting hurt?” Gerrard laughed, picking up a short knife from the adventurer’s grocery stall on the roadside, and cut off his own arm. The sharp blade cut the defenseless arm, making a dull noise like cutting into hardwood. When he lifted the knife and returned it to the adventurer, everyone noticed that his arm was intact, without even a single trace.

Seeing this, more than one person exclaimed, “Natural armor!”