——"Dual-weapon combat "expertise": Years of training not only make your left and right hands equally flexible, but also give you a unique insight into the dual-wielding weapon combat, and you can easily use the weapons held by both hands in combat.
If the weapon attacks once more, your number of attacks will be +1, and the attack damage roll penalty will be -1."
——"I'll let you go when I count to three! The Double-Knife Ranger surrounded the entire kobold tribe by himself. Five minutes later, the surviving kobolds cursed in common language, but the only ones who greeted them were the cold blades and the Double-Knife Ranger.
Whispering like the god of death. One, two, one, two,..."
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This is a very good combat ability. After mastering this expertise, it means that Woody will not be subject to the test penalty caused by two-weapon combat again when he uses two weapons to fight. In addition to increasing damage, it can also greatly improve hit rate.
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Among saints, possessing expertise represents solidification of ability.
That is to say, when the body is in normal condition.
When Woody fights with two weapons, he no longer misses due to lack of proficiency.
——“Clang, clang, clang!”
After gaining the expertise, Woody couldn't help but pick up the weapon in his hand and once again launched a series of attacks against the pitted wooden piles in front of him.
This time, the two weapons, one long and one short, had turned into afterimages in his hands, retreating as his body moved forward.
In less than three seconds, he had left six new sword marks on the wooden pile, and the depth of the sword marks was exactly the same, which shows the control and stability brought by his expertise.
After exercising for a while, Weilando took the maid pushing the dining cart to the wooden house located at the back of the winery.
Obviously, the banquet should not be over at this point, because this silly girl left the party early.
But her mother didn't say anything, so Woody naturally wouldn't spoil the fun.
He accepted the feeding from the girl very calmly.
Today's lunch is quite sumptuous, perhaps because of the Harvest Festival.
Half a crispy roast suckling pig, half a pan-fried lamb rib, plus fish and oyster soup, and a one-meter-long meat floss bread.
Just putting this meal in a tavern outside may cost more than 5 gold coins.
Woody put down his weapon, sat directly on the lawn, and started eating under the warm afternoon sun. He happened to be hungry now, and he would reply to Weilando's questions from time to time while eating.
For some unknown reason in the past two days, Weilanduo spent most of her time beside him except sleeping at night, either watching him train or pestering him with questions, especially after knowing that he was being raped by a wandering man.
After being accepted as an apprentice by an alchemist, his curiosity is stronger than that of a cat.
Woody only picked some ordinary adventure details and told them to Verandu, but this was enough to make the aristocratic girl who was limited to poetry and scripts in terms of outside information fascinated.
Of course, she does not envy this kind of life. Her current life is already comfortable enough, and she does not need to take risks to accumulate wealth and improve her situation in order to obtain a higher status.
Therefore, after Woody finished speaking, she persuaded her cousin not to think about leaving home and taking risks.
The past few days of training allowed her to see that her cousin seemed to have changed a lot, and he began to pursue strength instead of being locked in the room without going out as before.
Woody just smiled and didn't answer.
If Asenlande was like Grandy, he might really think about living this kind of life, but in Asenlande, the current stability is just before the storm comes. Under the turbulent waves and the rolling thunder, no one can be alone.
Seeing Woody's expression, Weilando knew that he still had not given up. She wanted to persuade him, but a voice came from behind her ear.
"Vilando, are you here?"
"Cousin Becky?"
Weilanduo responded subconsciously, and at the right time, two figures appeared at the corner of a corridor in a courtyard.
They all wear elegant and gorgeous aristocratic clothes, have golden curly hair unique to the Edith family, and have similar faces, so it is obvious that they are related by blood.
"Becky Edith." and "Khalik Edith."
They are also the two children of the Edith family who have devoted the most efforts to the younger generation.
Not only was he taught by various famous teachers since he was a child, but when he grew up, he was sent to St. Lawrence's College of Higher Magisters and became a disciple of a court mage.
After they became official mage apprentices, the Edith family put more weight on them and regarded them as their future heirs.
It is said that the two of them spend more than four figures in gold coins every year, not counting the various resources given away.
In "Saint", the advancement of aboriginal mages is not as simple as that of players.
Apart from fighting, they also focused more on studying in the tower, either transcribing spell scrolls or analyzing spell models, and these required piles of money.
However, this kind of piled-up indigenous spellcasters are more than one level better than the quickly upgraded spellcasters in terms of spell level and spellcasting expertise.
In the previous life "Saint", the success rate of achieving legend and completing the trial of destiny.
If players are one in a thousand, then indigenous people are one in 100.
The reason is that aborigines have more advantages in accumulating knowledge.
Mage is a profession that requires accumulation of knowledge. It does not give you the same expertise, and your strength is almost the same as his.
Spells are just tools, how to use them depends on the person who uses them.
The most powerful mage organization in Asenland, the "Thousand Tower Society" academy, has the motto of the founder of the academy to all the students of the academy engraved under the sculpture at the entrance.
"Compared to magic, the use of wisdom is more important." - "Wand of the Morning Star" Bilaire Borden.
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"Grandpa just called you, come over quickly! Cousin Woody, long time no see..."
The young man named Becky said hello to Woody while talking to Weilando.
"Ah? Okay, I'll go over now. Cousin, please eat slowly. There's not enough kitchen left."
Weilanduo hurriedly explained and left in a hurry. Before she had time to clean up, her heart was occupied by her grandfather's stern face. She had been afraid of the grandfather who looked at her with a cold face since she was a child.
Woody said he didn't mind and urged Weilando to go and get busy if she had something to do.
They also took turns saying hello to the nominal cousin.
He had met both of these people when he was a child.
The relationship is average, neither far nor close, and there is not much hatred or hatred, just a casual acquaintance.
Especially after the two of them went to St. Lawrence to learn magic, their relationship became even deeper. At the annual gatherings, they basically treated Woody as if he were nothing, but they didn't deliberately target him.
Woody, who is familiar with the psychology of aboriginal mages, naturally understands that this is a typical sense of superiority among spell casters.
It is especially prominent among nobles.
When a spell becomes a weapon used by a small number of people, its superiority will gradually expand as its ability improves, until it finally becomes like a giant dragon overlooking any creature other than the caster.
To the two of them, Woody's greeting was like ordinary breathing.
It didn't arouse much interest from the two of them.
Naturally, Woody didn't want to talk to this group of high-minded nobles. He was less concerned about them than the knife in his hand.
The long swords and daggers originally made of fine steel now have many gaps in the swords after many battles, especially the battle with the strange monster and the earth element.
Before leaving Palermo, you must at least get rid of the weapons.
If you really want to take risks with this weapon, two spare long swords may not be enough.
If possible, he would like to ask the blacksmith to build a weapon specially for him.
In the early stage, if you are only targeting sahuagin, no weapon will matter. However, if you go out on adventures and encounter large monsters such as ogres or mountain giants in the future, you must have a suitable weapon.
Demon hunters of the Shadow Serpent School are proficient in many types of weapons.
But in the last life, Woody basically never changed types since he grasped that type of weapon.
That is - "curved sword", which is also called snake-headed sword or curved sword in some places in the West, and "Wu hook" in the East.
Most curved sword blades are counter-curved, with a concave surface as the blade and a bow-shaped back.
Woody is good at the rare types of scimitars.
——"Big Scimitar"
The blade of the sword is single-edged, in the shape of a snake, and is heavier than an ordinary curved sword, with a thicker and longer back. It is more effective than an ordinary straight sword in both sweeping and slashing.
But it’s also very troublesome to carry, as it’s all on your shoulders.
This type of weapon is not common in Asenland, or is basically non-existent. The extraordinary curved sword with +3 enchantment was found by Woody in the ruins of a long-declined kingdom in another plane.
The only things Asenlant can say are similar are probably the arc scimitars often used by Thousand Sails pirates, and the Damascus swords used by desert bandits.
If you have the opportunity to go to the Feywild, the sabers used by the centaurs there are also similar.
I hope there will be good news tonight, Woody looked at the sun still hanging in the sky.
No more thinking, I started training again after eating.
The demon hunter's physique allows him to far exceed the endurance and recovery power of ordinary people. He must accelerate the mastery of the melee specialties mastered by various professions in his previous life.
Only in this way can he gain a slight sense of security in a plane that is about to collapse...
