Chapter 15 15 The right way to upgrade besides hacking monsters is to look at the

Chapter 15 15.The right way to upgrade besides hacking monsters is reading books

Miss Mifis was arrogant and cold, but she did what she said.

In less than ten minutes, one of her guards brought Murphy everything he needed.

A handbook of basic spiritual energy techniques and a handbook of blood vulture sword techniques.

These were Missy’s personal belongings, and they were written down by herself when she was learning, so it was obvious that Missy herself was what she called a “genius”.

In addition, there was also an exquisite pocket containing twenty sets of Blood Vulture Clan Squire’s battle armor, made by the best leatherworkers and seamstresses in Cadman City.

Although they were lightweight, ordinary leather armor, they still possessed quite a good defensive power.

At least it was much better than the worn-out battle armor used by the witch hunters, and most importantly, it was handsome and uniform enough that the young players would definitely like it!
Murphy knew their aesthetics best.

Weapons should be big and exaggerated, and preferably handsome enough to glow.

Armor should be cool and bare, preferably a bikini with black stockings.

Although the conditions to meet the special aesthetic of the players, but these armor and matching weapons are from the hands of excellent craftsmen, there are also several pieces of fine craftsmanship items are enough to arm them.

These things had already surpassed the level of ordinary squire armor, and were obviously prepared in advance by Missy for the blood servants she would take in the future.

Throwing them out casually without even blinking, fully proving that she was a little rich.

It seems that the matriarch lord also understands the path that a daughter should be raised rich.

Look at others and then look at themselves, the total value of the equipment that Missy prepared for her servants could even easily buy Tris’s broken manor, which allowed Murphy to not be able to help but be saddened at this instant.

The gap between whether the honorary elders are reliable or not, in this instant shows to the fullest.

The unlucky vampire sighed with self-loathing while smoothly tying the spiritual energy travel bag containing armor and weapons to his waist in the guard’s contemptuous gaze.

“Are you so poor that you don’t even have your own psychic energy bag?”

The tall, Midnight Walker in blood-colored chainmail sneered in a low voice:

“It seems that you are just as much of a disgrace to the clan as your honored elders! A rat in a mud pit, Missy who has inherited the wisdom of the matriarch really knows how to make the best use of things.”

But the thick-skinned Murphy had long been accustomed to this kind of ridicule, and just looked up and down at the cool set of chainmail armor on this guy with the longsword at his waist and the curled up bladed whip.

He rubbed his chin, and after the latter finished showing off his arrogant superiority, Murphy snapped his fingers and said:
“Take it off, it’s going to be you in this outfit.”

“Huh?”

The elite Midnight Hunter’s eyes widened.

He interpreted this as a provocation, but as soon as his fingers touched the hilt of his sword he heard Murphy say in a hushed voice:

“Your noble lady has just promised me a set of elite armor to save my dog’s life, so I suppose your superiority complex doesn’t want to see your noble mistress fall into the indignity of a broken promise, does it?

If you don’t want to give it, that’s fine.

I’ll ask someone else?”

“Shut up!”

The fact that the great lady’s reputation was involved caused the arrogant guard to immediately clench his fists.

He glanced back at Femis.

Missy waved her hand without looking, clearly not caring about this little matter at all.

The latter then had to hold back his anger and remove his chainmail, lined leather armor and weapons and toss them to Murphy as he watched with a subtle smile, and then coldly returned to his master amidst the whispers and giggles of the other vampire elites.

But Phineas clearly had the means to do the same.

She seemed to anticipate all of this, smoothly removing her cloak and draping it over her loyal guard.

However, because of the height difference, that tall guard could only half-kneel before the noble young lady could complete the maneuver.

In the hierarchical vampire system, this kind of bestowal from the higher-ups could best reflect the explicit regard, thus that guard who had just been humiliated by Murphy immediately became proud again.

“What a good dog, it seems that our three-less rich loli still has a good dog training skill.”

Murphy hummed in his heart.

He didn’t take this matter to heart at all, how could a mature sociopath have a general opinion with such an immature vampire giant baby?
“Maxim!”

He called out to his loyal servant tossing him that chainmail in his hand again.

A moment of trepidation went through the latter.

This was the elite armor for the Midnight Hunters, what could he, a humble blood servant, do?
Yet Murphy urged him to hurry up and change into it; he himself had Tris’s Elder’s armor, tough enough to withstand the Huntress’s Blessed Sacred Blade, and thus it was not meant for him to wear.

Murphy valued his own little life very highly, especially after having fought Natalie, he had realized the risks of a head-on fight he couldn’t afford right now.

Thus it was better not to charge into battle so recklessly himself if it wasn’t necessary.

Therefore, it was better to leave this kind of putting on good clothes and making a splash to someone more suitable.

“Very good, very spirited!”

Murphy reached out and clapped Maxim on the shoulder.

It was true that people rely on their clothes, this white-haired blood servant suffering from albinism also turned majestic after putting on this mighty scarlet chainmail armor, and then put on a midnight cloak that he had asked for from Missy, he was already living up to the image of a mighty commander.

“From now on, you are my ‘Shadow Warrior’.”

Murphy straightened his arm and, as if bestowing an honor and as if joking, nudged Maxim on the left and right of each shoulder and said:
“Until we are safely back in Cadman City, you will have to learn to play ‘Murph’, it’s dangerous, but I’m sure .”

“I understand! Lord Murphy, please leave this to me! I will not let you down!”

Maxim responded with a loud beat of his chest.

Although he was foolishly loyal and had such bad habits as fanatical vampire worship, he was not stupid, he immediately realized what Master Murphy meant, and instead of being afraid, he felt honored.

Lord Murphy had promised to give him his first embrace upon his return, and as an heir it was only right to defend his honor.

What’s more, Maxim also had his own small mind.

The unappreciated him had watched Murphy’s victory in the village of Moorland for almost the entire time, which made him certain that although the current Lord Murphy was still weak, he would definitely accomplish great things in the future.

If he offers his loyalty at this time, he will certainly be able to share his glory in the future.

For him who is eager to be outstanding, this risk is nothing at all, what he is most afraid of is to continue to be neglected and live a bleak life without hope again.

“Go! Go fencing!”

Murphy beckoned to Maxim, and the two of them walked towards a wasteland in the distance.

He wanted to verify the exact effect of the experience and template upgrade function he had unlocked earlier, and in the meantime, grab the remaining three days to sharpen his guns. After deciding to make this “Cannon Fodder Operation” as the fifth loop of the Newbie Guidance Quest, Murphy had already made up his mind to go all out this time, and the equipment for the young players had already been taken care of, so he would summon them into the game tomorrow to discuss the tactics, and make sure that they would have to fight a beautiful blocking battle.

On top of that, his personal strength can’t be stagnant, it’s not easy to unlock the upgrade function, this will have to seize the time to practice, must consider the worst case scenario.

In case the players failed, he had to be able to escape on his own as well.

Staying alive was not a worry!
It really wasn’t that Murphy was greedy and afraid of death.

The main thing is that there is still a “King of the Scrappers” in Cadman City waiting for himself to go back, in case he dies, on the habits of Tris, the widowed old vampire scrappers mother with no one to rely on, I guess she can starve herself to death.

Think about that is also too miserable.
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Under the darkness of the night, two figures struck swords back and forth.

Both were using the Blood Wyvern Clan’s standard cage-handed swift swords, causing the slender and sharp weapons to make a whistling wind-breaking sound, and bringing out a chilling light as the wielders attacked and defended.

This thing was standard one-handed sword fencing, and it was all about being fast, accurate and ruthless.

Striking like a viper, returning to defense like a vulture eagle, if matched with the Blood Vulture Clan’s wonderful use of blood wings, it could completely do offense and defense as one.

At this time, under the vampire’s midnight swiftness as a transcendent creature, the sword swung by Murphy could not capture any trajectory at all in the night, but Maxim as a chaperone was also very familiar with the Blood Vulture Sword Art, and it wasn’t difficult to cope with it.

Although in the continent’s martial arts circles, the Blood Vulture Sword Technique, although practical, is not considered to be a profound skill, and is not at all integrated into the mysteries of spiritual energy use, but with the vampire’s extraordinary physique and the addition of a vampire’s extraordinary physique, he was still able to fight with a Blood Servant in a back and forth manner.
This was ample proof that Murphy’s swordplay looked cool but actually really sucked.

After all, it was only an “entry level” skill, so one couldn’t expect it to be that amazing.

“Splat.”

The Swift Sword in Murphy’s hand was nudged in the shoulder by Maxim’s viper-like blade after a block, meaning that he failed once again.

The unlucky vampire sighed and sheathed his sword in a very handsome pose, while Maxim across from him had a slightly embarrassed expression, but still said to his master with a smile on his face:

“Your swordsmanship has improved again, Lord Murphy.”

“Why don’t you simply say outright that I still have a lot of room for improvement, it’s not like I’m a sore loser.”

Murphy rolled his eyes and waved his hand at Maxim, signaling his servant to practice first, while he himself walked over to the tree and sat down and yawned again.

The stubborn routine he had when he was a human was still affecting him, making him need more time to get used to the weird biological clocks of the vampires.

He glanced at his character card, and was heartened by the fact that the bottom line of his ‘experience bar’ had been boosted by the fencing session earlier.

It turned out that it wasn’t just about killing an enemy to gain experience.

The character card’s explanation about the experience bar was very clear.

This “experience bar” is just a data representation of an individual’s strength, and it has two displays: “character level” and “occupation level”.

The character level really represented the degree of Murphy’s use, understanding and control of his own power at each stage of strength, while the occupation level represented the degree of specialization in a certain occupation and major skills, which was related to the career tree’s requirements for transferring to a new occupation.

The former represents the rank of absolute power, while the latter is closely related to the specific expression of power.

Therefore, in order to “upgrade”, in addition to honing his skills in battle, Murphy also needed to have a clearer and deeper understanding of his own power.

If Tris is around, naturally there is no need to worry, although the former elder of the blood tribe is ruined, but guide a junior easily, but unfortunately, the current situation, Murphy wants to quickly upgrade will have to find from other aspects to make up for it.

He then touched out the sword art handbook given by Miss Femis and flipped through it.

Under this dark night with only moonlight illumination, reading a book in such a light environment is definitely a torture to the eyes, however, the structure of vampire eyeballs that are different from that of mortals allows Murphy to be unaffected by the darkness of the night.

While flipping through this thin handbook, he pondered about his current skills in his head.

Blood Vulture Swordsmanship need not be mentioned, it was the only melee combat skill he had mastered must be practiced with great determination.

From the sword fight just now, he could basically tell that Maxim was a good training partner at this stage, and this son of the family who had been loyal to the Blood Vulture family for three generations was at least proficient in the Blood Vulture Sword Art.

That Lord Jade was really arrogant, he completely failed to see Maxim’s potential in this area and the intensity of his training, which could only be said to be unrecognizable.

But this was good, he had at least picked up a treasure.

In addition to swordsmanship, Murphy also had a certain amount of psychic skills.

But the problem with this supernatural power is that it can’t be improved as fast as swordplay, this thing represents the use of knowledge, it’s the same reason that you can measure the perimeter of a triangle with a ruler, but calculating it with the Pythagorean Theorem is definitely faster.

Making brute force is the dumbest way to improve psychic skills.

Crossing over for more than a month had allowed Murphy to already smooth out those basic knowledge about this world in his mind.

He knew that the so-called psychic energy was a special power that wandered between heaven and earth in this world, and it was said to have originated from the more mysterious astral realm that covered the material world, but there were also certain theories that said that the true origins of psychic energy were in the more dangerous and lesser-known sub-space.

It is a mysterious region located even further out in the Astral Plane, and even the most knowledgeable psionic masters have a rather limited understanding of it.

Most of all, however, the occult theories of this world have established that the psychic gifts of a living individual are fixed at the moment of his birth.

No matter how much Yu Sheng practiced, it was impossible to raise the upper limit of his psychic energy talent, and he could only put in more hard work at the skill level.

Just like how much water a bucket could hold had already been determined when it was created, the only thing that could affect its weight was the state of existence of the water in the bucket.

Murphy didn’t know if his psychic talent was good or bad, but if he carefully considered his status as a marginalized person in the family, he could probably get a glimpse of it.

If he was truly a genius, naturally it would be impossible for him to be given two cannon fodder missions in a row.

The bad reality made it feel really hard to be bandaged.

This number was almost ruined!
Murphy thought to himself, if it wasn’t for the golden finger that was the Little Players, if it wasn’t for the fact that there was still Tris, the scrappy Demoness, wailing at home, he would have had the impulse to delete his number and retrain it right now.

Shook his head to calm himself down, Murphy will hand this thin sword art handbook flipped through again, not swallowed in one gulp, but through the Missy beautiful handwriting carefully to learn that family genius in the practice of sword art perception.

Missy’s basic skills were really solid.

Although there weren’t many words, her handwritten journal did contain several key points about the Blood Vulture Sword Art, and was able to summarize them in insightful language.

This was another hard time for Murphy to watch.

Look at other people’s talent, and then look at your own.

Alas, how about deleting his number and retraining?
Just as he was thinking this, a line of prompts suddenly popped up on the translucent character card:
[Through repeated reading of Phimis Cecilia Le Sombra’s swordsmanship handbook, the Blood Vulture’s swordsmanship skill proficiency has increased dramatically, and is currently at “Skilled”.

Tip!

The author of this book has mastered the Blood Wyvern Swordsmanship to the degree of “Proficient”, so by reading and practicing this book, you can increase your sword skill to the limit of “Proficient”.

When you reach “Mastery” in the Blood Vulture Sword Art, the [One-Handed Sword Mastery] talent is unlocked! The effect is to slightly increase your attack speed when using a one-handed weapon.

[If you have achieved “Mastery” in Blood Vulture Swordsmanship, you can change your main profession from “Blood Vulture Apprentice” to “Blood Vulture Swordsman”.

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(End of chapter)