The Divine Hunter Chapter 15: Outside the city

Roy did some calculations. In a big city like Edsberg, inns are not for ordinary people. The daily cost of food and accommodation is about 7 crowns. If Reso leaves for a month and a half, the expenses will exceed 200 kronor was obviously not enough money to carry with me.

He has not yet calculated other expenses, including learning common writing... He plans to find a place to study during this period. He cannot stay illiterate forever, that would be too inconvenient. Knowledge and books are expensive, especially in a big city like Edsberg. If you want to learn some culture, it will cost a lot of money, right?

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Roy checked out the high-rent guest room and laid out the plans in his mind.

First of all, rent a cheap house, preferably no more than one crown a day, and there must be a spacious and secluded place nearby to maintain daily training.

He did not plan to go to the dwarf wine merchant for help. After all, he had just rejected the other party's second request, and he would be too incompetent to do so.

Secondly, when looking for a short-term job that can make money, he cannot just get out but not get in. He must be prepared for a "long-term battle."

Finally, he had to find a reliable teacher to learn general writing, and the tuition fees had to be reduced as much as possible.

Throughout the afternoon, Roy asked five residents in Zhongcheng who had the idea of ​​renting out rooms. Most of the landlords bullied him because of his status as a foreigner. He was still young, and the cheapest asking price exceeded the daily price. Three crowns, not including food...

Roy realized that it was unrealistic to find a room with a reasonable price in the city, so he went straight out of Edsberg City Gate and asked the residents in the surrounding area. Unexpectedly, before the sun went down, he really asked. He found the right place.

Behind the south gate of Edelsberg.

A man in his thirties, with a thin build and a short beard, dressed in white clothes and wearing a white soft hat, led Roy across a golden wheat field to a huge In front of the water mill and several houses.

He is Henk, the owner of this water mill.

At this time, the rays of the setting sun cast a golden glow on the four houses near the mill, and the smell of wheat ears and the breeze covered the grass and fallen leaves in late autumn.

Amidst the tinkling of the running water, the water wheel rotates slowly, and the mill on the riverside is like a dynamic oil painting, which is so beautiful.

Roy followed the miller and admired the leisurely pastoral scenery around him. When his eyes shifted to the livestock pen not far to the right of the mill, he suddenly became focused. A young girl wearing a white apron with brown hair tied back was bending over with her back to them, holding a dustpan in one hand and feeding the chickens with chaff in the other.

Her figure looks very petite.

But these are not the main points of Roy's attention. The main point is the shocking bulge on the girl's back.

She is hunchbacked.

The miller noticed his gaze and said with a smile, "Little brother, my daughter is seriously ill and looks ugly. Does she scare you? I will drive her away right away!" Because the daughter is honest. It’s scary. No one dares to rent the miller’s vacant room. No matter how low the price is, it’s useless. Today, he finally got a victim, and he is still a half-year-old boy who talks well. Henk doesn’t want to miss this income.

"Don't." Roy shook his head. He was not a vicious person who laughed at other people's shortcomings. "I don't mind this kind of thing. Just take me to the room and see."

While talking, the girl next to the chicken pen heard the movement, turned around, took a look, and then ran into the barn next to her to hide. Her posture was awkward when running, and her legs grew longer. One is short, and the shoulders are uneven, causing the body to sway from side to side as it moves.

It reminds me of a lame old woman in her seventies or eighties.

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The rented room in the miller's house is simple and plain. It is empty except for a straw mat and a blanket, but the floor is quite clean. But compared to the inn suites with velvet quilts, exquisite furniture, floor-to-ceiling windows and full-length mirrors, they are much simpler.

But Roy spent some time sleeping in the wild with a witcher and never disliked any bed.

Since coming to this world, his requirements for living conditions have been compressed to the extreme. Fortunately, the original owner is not a spoiled or picky master, so he can quickly adapt to this hard life.

Only the living environment of nobles and sorcerers can be close to the world of the past.

The place he is most satisfied with is the spacious open space next to the pond outside the mottled wooden window, which can be used to practice crossbow shooting skills.

Free dinner is also provided here, and Roy simply has **** to pay the entire month's rent of 30 crowns.

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After nightfall, Roy met the miller's family at the dinner table. Except for the thin Henk, sitting next to him was another obese woman with swollen face, wearing a fancy long skirt, and her lips were smeared like blood.

"Roy, let me introduce to you, this is my wife Oona...she usually stays in the mill to help."

With a smile on her face, the woman said, "No wonder I heard magpies chirping early in the morning. It turned out to be a distinguished guest! Little brother, you are really discerning. I guarantee that there is no other house like ours nearby. It is cheap and clean. Just stay here with peace of mind, I'm sure you'll be satisfied."

As the woman spoke, she covered her mouth and let out a hoarse smile from time to time. The fat under her long skirt surged like waves, and Roy couldn't help but glance at the miller.

With such a "beautiful wife", it is no wonder that the miller has lost so much weight.

"By the way, little brother, your face is very unfamiliar, and your accent doesn't sound like a local. Where do you live, and what's the big deal here?" Mana picked up the roasted meat on the plate. The golden pork knuckle, and greedily licking the grease from the fingers.

“I come from the small village of Baja Posada. A relative introduced me to work here and said he would show me the world. Unexpectedly, when I entered the city, he disappeared.” Roy said He sighed pointedly, then unceremoniously picked up the other pork knuckle and chewed it.

"Oh, how could there be such heartless relatives!" The fat woman wiped her greasy mouth with a napkin, a flash of pain flashed between her eyes, "But don't worry, little brother, Edsberg This is a big city, and as long as you are willing to endure hardships, there are plenty of job opportunities. I believe you will be rewarded soon."

"Do you two have any good recommendations?" Roy's eyes flicked to the miller and his wife,

Under the dim light of the fireplace, Henk shook his head and looked like he was seriously considering, "The butcher's house opposite... No, he can't hand over the lucrative job to an outsider... Executioner's apprentice? No, Too much bad luck will bring bad luck to the entire mill..."

"Little brother, let me tell you, for your first job in a big city, don't set your horizons too high..." the fat woman helped, "Henk is also your age. He ran away from home when he was thirteen or fourteen. He came here to work and worked hard for ten years before he saved some money to rent a mill. He did all the dirty work in the beginning... moved water and worked as a food guard. I think you... can give it a try ...There are a lot of jobs that are lacking in the market area of ​​Zhongcheng. But I have to remind you, be careful of some guys."

Miller Henk took over and said, "Mana is right. If you encounter those guys issuing revolutionary proclamations, stay away and don't listen to their nonsense. What's wrong with you? Go If you want to make a revolution, you will have to have your head cut off sooner or later."

"Aren't they trying to reduce farmers' taxes?" Roy quietly destroyed the entire pig's knuckle and licked his lips. The dinner at the miller's house was indeed delicious, fat but not greasy. With a little bit of honey added, the barbecue skill is no worse than Reso, but too little. I guess it was only so rich on the first day.

"You don't know this, Baron Tarwick has already compromised once... According to me, the revolutionary army should have stopped as soon as they saw fit, but their leader disappeared inexplicably, and the Baron must be blamed. Threatening the Baron to give an explanation. Isn’t this nonsense?”

Roy knew that the leader of the Revolutionary Army was still taking a bath in the barrel of the dwarf wine merchant. The baron was indeed taken advantage of.

"Little brother," Henk continued, "In addition to the Revolutionary Army, you also have to be careful of the Sparrow Gang in Edsberg. These guys are full of evil and do all kinds of deception and abduction. Don't go to the lower city. Then This is the territory of the Sparrow Gang, and they especially like to prey on outsiders...You, a young, good-looking boy who looks easy to bully, must be careful." The miller suddenly smiled strangely. "Some nobles like that tune."

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"Thanks for the reminder." Roy nodded and filled another bowl of potato soup. "By the way, Uncle Henk, is that girl I saw before your daughter? Why don't we eat together?"

As soon as Roy finished speaking, the originally fiery atmosphere at the dinner table froze.

The fat woman who was chewing meat until her mouth was full of oil suddenly choked, blushed and patted her chest, and Henk also put down the fork in his hand.

"Little brother, it would be too unappetizing to call her over. You can just eat in peace, she has her own place to go."

"Huh!" The fat woman finally regained her composure, her fat face turning from sunny to gloomy, "Don't mention that ugly girl in the future. How to treat her is a family matter between me and Henk, and you don't need to worry about it." The fat woman did not hide the disgust and hatred in her tone, "It's already good enough to give her food and a place to live. Don't even think about serving her at the table."

"Then what's her name?"

"That ugly thing, just call her Toya."

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After the meal, Roy saw a thin figure sitting in front of the barn threshold in the cold wind in the corner of the mill, holding a plate and eating dinner.

This time I finally saw her appearance clearly. The firelight hanging on the wall revealed a small and round face, with small facial features, thin eyebrows, pink lips, and a faint blush on her cheeks. Judging from her face, she is only thirteen or fourteen years old, as delicate as a flower.

The little girl's senses were very keen. Roy stopped and looked at it for two seconds. She noticed it again and turned around and ran away like a frightened little animal.

"Am I the devil, so scary?"

Roy cursed in his heart and walked over to take a look. Compared to the rich dinner in the living room, the food on the plate left by the girl was simple and monotonous - a pile of yellow-brown watery mashed potatoes.

He was wondering why the miller's family treated their daughter so harshly because she had a deformed body and was not pleasing to the eye.

But when he first arrived, Roy couldn't directly interfere in other people's housework. He could only wait until he got a little familiar before making any plans.

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Under the clear moonlight, in the open space beside the pond, a thin but tall figure with black hair and black eyes was kneeling on one knee, holding a crossbow in both hands, aiming at a crooked tree 50 feet away.

The body is centered and the shoulders are level. The left leg is bent at the knee and the sole of the foot is on the ground. The knee and the sole of the right leg are on the ground, forming a stable triangle support with the left leg.

Sit with your buttocks lightly on your right heel. The left elbow holding the crossbow is placed on the left knee.

While aiming, Roy took a deep breath~IndoMTL.com~ and then slowly exhaled. When his breath became heavier, his right index finger instantly pulled the trigger.

"Whoosh——" The crossbow arrow hit the target without any hesitation.

Immediately, he used his hands and feet to perform a series of dazzling movements, and completed pulling the string and setting the arrow within four seconds. Roy sprinted a few positions to the side, regained his balance, and switched to a standing shooting position to shoot the target.

After sprinting and stopping suddenly, changing positions and shooting postures, picking up arrows, and shooting more than 500 arrows alternately, three hours passed quietly. With sore muscles and panting, Roy ended the boring and boring crossbow shooting training.

The night wind was as cold as a knife, but his heart was burning.

You have unlocked a new skill:

Unnamed LV1: After careful guidance from the master demon hunter and thousands of shootings, you have initially mastered the use of long-range weapons such as hand crossbows and crossbows. When you use similar weapons, your shooting accuracy, effective range, and power will be improved. and penetration will receive a five percent bonus.

You can actively activate this ability, and the shooting bonus effect is doubled, but the physical energy consumption is also doubled, and your own movement speed is halved. This state lasts for at least 30 seconds.

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Roy breathed a long sigh of relief, and couldn't help but smile on his sweaty face. After long and hard training, he finally developed his weapon skills.

"Unnamed" became "Crossbow Specialization".

The penetration and damage bonus is only 5%, but including the LV2 killing skills, the bonus will become 10%. Because three peasant armies were killed before, humans entered the hunting range of the killing skills, and the applicability of the skills was greatly increased. If the skill is actively activated, the power will be considerable.

Roy plans to get a crossbow when he gets the chance. The pocket version of the crossbow Gabriel is currently not enough.