Chapter 005 Herbalist Level 4

"Krypton gold points-4!"

"Krypton gold point-9!"

Soon after, Gawain digested all the upgrade insights, and his herbalist skills reached a new level. He even felt that his experience in refining medicine had surpassed that of Old Huot.

[Skills]: Herbalist lv4 (0%); Archery lv1 (7%) +

[Krypton gold points]: 4.02

"The '+' has disappeared. It seems that upgrading the herbalist skill to level 5 will cost at least a dozen krypton gold points, but it is enough for the time being."

"There are still some krypton gold points left, so your archery skills... should be upgraded as well."

Gawain didn't hesitate anymore, he tapped his mind lightly, and [Archery] immediately rose to level 2. He came to the strange space again and started shooting fixed targets, and then moving targets.

From unfamiliarity.

To be proficient.

[Skills]: Herbalist lv4 (0%), Archery lv2 (0%)

[Krypton gold points]: 1.88

...

"good!"

Gawain nodded with satisfaction. Compared with the old hunter Nat who taught him archery in his memory, he felt that the [Archery] at level 2 should be quite good, and it was slightly inferior to the old hunter.

"I can barely protect myself, but I still lack a handy short bow."

Gawain was thinking about going to the herbal shop on the commercial street tomorrow to reopen the shop and find time to find blacksmith Moore to order a short bow.

It is best to have a lighter bow power. After all, his constitution is only 0.7, which is equivalent to 70% of the strength of an average adult man.

"However, I am only 13 years old, and I am still too young to support the operation of a herbal medicine store."

“It’s best to be like Old Hott and continue to hire Uncle Alba to help. Firstly, you don’t have to do chores, and secondly, you can take time to brew the decoction or do your own thing, and strive to become a wizard’s apprentice before the goddess of life falls. "

"We will then receive the church's legacy..."

Gawain was planning his plan with bright eyes. On the surface, the king was the ruler of the Kingdom of Nobia, but everyone knew it.

The king is just a figurehead, the church is the master of the kingdom.

This is true even for the small Antler Town. On the surface, Antler Town is the fiefdom of Baron Orcas. In fact, the Church of Life here is the real owner of Antler Town.

This was also the reason why Baron Orcas was willing to degenerate and did not hesitate to collude with the gang. He lived a luxurious life in the castle, spent too much money, and wanted too much to share a bowl of broth from Antler Town.

This shows how wealthy the church must be.

"I have the upper hand. If I can get the church's inheritance, I will take off directly."

Gawain was full of longing, and hid his thoughts in his heart. He took the ancestor's notes and left the secret room, quietly returning to his bedroom.

...

Early the next morning, Gawain hid his ancestor's notes and left home with an empty stomach. He soon arrived at the more prosperous Nobis Commercial Street, where a robbery had occurred just three days ago.

There weren't many people on the street at the moment, and many shops hadn't opened yet.

When he arrived at his three herbal shops, he found that they had been sealed off and had the unique seals of the militia on them.

“The Minutemen are the white gloves of the Church of Life.”

"It seems... they thought that there was no one left in the Clover family. After taking it back, they wanted to re-auction it and make a fortune."

"These damn vampires!"

Gawain is a little annoyed. He is too young now. Even if he comes to find him, the militia will not take him seriously. Instead, they will bite him hard. The best way is to let Alba negotiate.

With an idea in mind, Gawain bought two potato pancakes on the street and walked straight back. When passing by the Moulin Rouge Tavern, he happened to see an open window on the second floor, and a burly figure was standing inside peeing into the street. .

"'Skullcrusher' Sauron!"

Gawain quickly lowered his head and stayed away as if nothing had happened.

After walking far away, he relaxed and felt a little scared. Although he was sure that Sauron would not dare to kill him in the street, he did not want to be exposed to him too early.

After all, the methods in the dark are the hardest to guard against.

He turned around in the distance, looking at the Moulin Rouge tavern which had regained its popularity early, and narrowed his eyes.

In Antler Town.

In addition to the Church of Life in the center, the most lively places are the three major taverns. Each of these three taverns has its own characteristics. Among them, the Moulin Rouge Tavern has always liked to take in homeless homeless people.

Therefore, in addition to drinks, it is also a paradise for men.

The rest are the Golden Fleece Tavern and the Blade Tavern.

The Golden Fleece Tavern has a deep background. It is said to be the earthly property of Pardos, the God of Wealth. It not only sells wine and food, but is also a favorite of bounty hunters and wandering knights.

Because not only information is sold here, but there are also various legal rewards.

The Blade Tavern is not simple either.

It is the stronghold of an assassination organization in Lujiao Town. The drinks inside are not for normal people, but for the clients. Every drink is worth a lot of money.

"If I want to seek revenge from Sauron, I don't actually need to risk doing it myself. I just need to anonymously post a small commission in the Blade Tavern. However, this will require a lot of money."

"But I'm not rich yet."

"The Golden Fleece Tavern is a good place. Maybe I can get [Evil Spirit Dust] there."

Gawain quickly came up with an idea, but he was not in a hurry.

He used ten bronze stars to buy a black gentleman's hat on the street, gave an elegant breast-stroking salute to the store, lowered the brim of the hat, covered less than half of his face, and continued walking to Alba's house.

"Uncle Alba, is Uncle Alba at home?"

"It's little Gawain."

Aunt Marian walked out of the kitchen, thinking of the huge sum of one hundred and twenty gold dragons that Gawain owed to the church, and said pitifully: "Poor little Gawain, you must be hungry, there are still a few pieces of black bread at home."

"No no!"

Gawain shook his head quickly, and the taste of potato pancakes still remained in his mouth. Although it was not very delicious, it was much more delicious than the unpalatable black bread: "Aunt Marian, I'm here to see Uncle Alba. I think Continue to hire the uncle and reopen the herbal shop. As you know, my surname is Clover and I have inherited my father’s skills as a herbalist.”

"Alba went to the dock to find work and won't be back until this afternoon."

Marianne didn't quite believe it. After all, Gawain was too young, and such advanced skills cannot be learned at a young age.

"Okay, I'll come back in the afternoon."

Gawain was a little helpless, and saw Mark coming out of the room carrying a basket and shovel, and asked:

"Going to dig wild vegetables?"

"yes."

Mark nodded matter-of-factly and added: "Morton, Oliver and I have already made an appointment, will you go?"

"I won't go."

Gawain shook his head. He had just traveled through time and did not dare to easily set foot in the wilderness where beasts and monsters were infested.

After saying goodbye to Aunt Marian, the two of them walked out together. Gawain was moved in his heart and took out ten bronze stars and handed them to Mark. He took the opportunity to say: "This is yesterday's reward. You can do two more things for me. I will come back." Five bronze stars for you.”

"Then it's settled." Mark's eyes lit up and he geared up and said:

"Say it quickly."

"One thing is to help me collect the morning dew, and I will get you a clay pot when I go home; the other thing is to say hello to Old John, the herb gatherer in Telke Village, and say that the Clover family is willing to continue from him. The price for purchasing herbs from the mountains is the same as before. If he is willing, let him send a batch of collected herbs in the afternoon. "

After Gawain finished speaking, Mark was stunned. He looked at Gawain suspiciously: "Gawain, my friend, you seem to be a little different from before."

Gawain shrugged his shoulders and said calmly:

"People... change."

"Will it?"

Mark scratched his messy hair as if he understood something, and said seriously: "Don't worry, the brave Mark will help you do it beautifully."