I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 34: Martial Arts Cheats

Follow the voice of the quarrel.

Roger arrives outside a larger tent.

He saw two gray dwarves shoving each other hard at the tent door.

Having met so many times, Roger also guessed that this is a habit of grey dwarves to settle disputes.

Finally.

At the cursing voice of the stronger grey dwarf.

Another gray dwarf, guard-like, was driven away in disgrace.

Roger looked thoughtfully at the waist of the gray dwarf who left.

"If I remember correctly, the leader of the gray dwarf I killed also had a piece of brass on it, and the number marked on it was also 3."

"Could it be the meaning of Camp 3?"

"So, the gray dwarf who entered the tent just now is the deputy leader of the camp?"

Combining the observed signs, Roger has some guesses in his heart:

Probably because the leader of Camp 3 died, the lieutenant wanted to occupy his tent.

The gray dwarf with the appearance of a guard should be the leader's henchman.

He wants to hold the tent.

The result was, of course, kicked out.

"So, this is the leader's tent?"

Touching the fire-proof bead in his arms, Roger's mind became alive.

He is still very interested in the origin of this treasure.

If there are relics of martial arts sects in the swamp, maybe he can find more useful things for him.

So he looked around.

After confirming that no one was there, he quietly touched it.

…

The light in the tent is dim and the space is large.

When Roger touched in, he could already hear the deep snoring of the vice-commander of the gray dwarves.

It seems that Longwei's influence on the gray dwarves is greater than Roger imagined.

But Roger didn't care.

Using low-light vision, he quickly made a preliminary assessment of the environment.

Then he moved forward at a moderate frequency, testing the perception range of the deputy commander little by little.

Breathcasting display.

The lieutenant is a rare grey dwarven sorcerer.

This is great news for Roger.

A full spell resistance doesn't matter if your spellcaster is a sorcerer or a wizard.

As Roger crept forward.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two sides was already less than five meters.

The grey dwarf warlock is still snoring loudly.

Roger's eyes narrowed into a line, and suddenly he laughed:

"How about playing tricks with me here?"

In the dark, he could vaguely see the light of the sword hidden under the quilt by the gray dwarf warlock.

It was a sharp dagger.

This guy should have found himself long ago, most of the time he wanted to make a plan.

It's a pity that his snoring frequency betrayed him.

How could anyone snore so neatly?

It's like walking in the right steps during military training.

Too fake.

What's more, Roger has a strong low-light vision, and he can detect his small movements one step ahead.

The next thing is natural:

Roger pretends to do it.

The grey dwarf warlock slashed backhand and wanted to cry out for help.

Roger, who had a plan in advance, easily escaped, and pierced his throat with a sword, and then gently picked it up!

The Grey Dwarf Warlock announces GG!

His vocal cords were easily smashed by the Green Frog Sword.

The cry for help also turned into a silent cry of empty mouth.

…

"You killed 1 swamp grey dwarf, killing 500 swamp grey dwarves in total"

"You have achieved a new milestone - Race Butcher, corresponding to the title: Executioner"

"You earned 1 milestone point"

…

"Executioner (junior title)"

"Effect 1: Hit +3 when you launch a vital attack against a humanoid"

"Effect 2: Drow Friendship +10"

…

Scanning the data column, the effect of this title is still good.

Roger decisively chose to exchange and wear it.

His main focus is the increased hit when he makes a critical attack.

As for effect 2.

Since he crossed, he has never seen an elf, let alone a drow.

Drag the corpse of the Grey Dwarf Warlock aside and hide it.

Roger begins to scavenge the tent.

As it turns out, he was right.

This tent is indeed owned by the grey dwarf leader who knows martial arts.

The proof is the two martial arts secrets that Roger found in the tent!

…

"Ordinary Martial Arts Cheats (Plum Blossom Pile)"

…

"Superb Martial Arts Cheats (Drunken Fist)"

…

Unfortunately, he could not learn these two martial arts secrets.

Roger doesn't know why.

It may be that the prerequisites for learning the cheats are not met.

After all, the profession of Xia Yin, although it has certain similarities with martial artists, is not completely the same.

"Fortunately, the grey dwarf leader didn't learn "Drunken Fist" either. "

"Otherwise I really can't accept it!"

Roger couldn't imagine a grey dwarf throwing a drunken fist on him.

However, if the case of the grey dwarf leaders is not exceptional, then it seems that some bold speculations can be made-

For example, in the old Mystra, the martial arts civilization may have been very brilliant!

In this case, it is understandable that other races know a little martial arts.

The elves of Zamabu, the orcs with the broken boulders in their chests, the undead who practiced the seven swords of true martial arts...

Once you accept such a setting, it's quite emotional when you think about it.

…

Pressing the unfounded fantasies, Roger continued to scavenge for the spoils.

In addition to martial arts secrets, he found a lot of money.

The gray dwarf leader is rich.

Roger roughly estimated that there were at least seven or eight hundred copper orders in the tent.

It doesn't seem unreasonable that the other gray dwarves are so poor.

"Huh? What is this? Is it a ghost talisman?"

Near the head of the bed.

Roger looked at the scroll of parchment in his hand, lost in thought.

This scroll of parchment is hidden in a very private location.

He thought it was a magic scroll at first, but when he opened it, he saw a lot of colorful lines and some obscure markings.

"Maybe a map."

After two minutes of watching ~IndoMTL.com~ Roger vaguely guessed the truth.

No way, this painting is too abstract.

The lines are like viaducts, very intricate.

"Why use different colors?"

Roger forced himself to think like a grey dwarf.

His instinct told him that the map might not be that simple.

"If it's a map, why is it drawn like this?"

"Too complicated for the grey dwarves?!"

"Why are there different markers in the same place?"

The idea of ​​rapid extension.

Soon, Roger figured out the joints.

This is indeed a map.

But not on the surface.

It's a dungeon map!

Near the swamp, there is a dungeon extending in all directions!

If this assumption holds true.

It also explains where so many gray dwarves come from.

Further bold speculation.

The place where the leader of the grey dwarves obtained martial arts secrets and strange objects is also underground?

For a while.

Roger thought a lot.

…

In the end, Roger carefully collected the map.

The contents of the tent have been touched.

Grey dwarf warlocks don't have much oil or water on them.

Only a Topaz Wrench that increases energy regeneration is useful.

Roger laughed and left the place.

He didn't leave Camp 3 directly, but touched the small tents.

Tonight.

There are many gray dwarves suffering from dragon power who are suffering in their dreams.

Roger will grant them liberation.

…