"Little, I have to say that your talent is really suitable for being a knight." Just as Parr put down his large package and chewed jerky and ate bread, John, who had finished his food quickly, suddenly said this.

“Hmm?”

After being stunned, Parr asked in a speechless manner with food in his mouth: "Uncle John, last time I heard you talk about talent, and the man in black robe also talked about talent. Is talent very rare?"

Parr, who has obtained two talents in just a short time and can upgrade his talents, doesn't understand.

"Of course! You are a little lucky, and your talent is of course rare." John rolled his eyes, and when Parr asked him, he felt like he was a good teacher, so he simply told Parr what talent is?

"Little one, remember, talent..."

...

Talent, the ability given by the gods, regardless of strength or weakness, all kinds of creatures in this world may awaken their own talents, even the inconspicuous genius.

Talents are strong and weak, and powerful talents can even make people fight beyond the level.

Therefore, talent is very rare, very rare. A professional with talent is a partner that everyone is competing to win over and make friends with. Of course, the premise is that you have to grow up.

However, it does not mean that you have no talent in your life when you are born without talent. During your growth, you may inadvertently awaken your talent, which depends on your luck.

There is a way that doesn't depend on luck, which is to plunder the talent of the monster.

As mentioned above, any creature may awaken its own talent, and warcraft is no exception. When a knight apprentice breaks through to a bronze-level knight, he needs the magic crystal of the bronze-level monster and the potion made of heart blood. In this process, if the bronze-level monster is a talented monster, then the knight who breaks through to a bronze-level has a one-half chance of inheriting the talent of the monster.

Why one-half?

There is no third possibility of success or failure. Isn’t this one half?

Therefore, the bronze-level monster with talent is of high value, which is as high as the priceless one. As long as it appears and is discovered, no matter how dangerous the place is, people who are blinded by interests will continue to surround and kill them.

...

“So that’s how it is!

Pal nodded in a clear way, which relieved another doubt in his heart.

"I'm a little bit."

After Parr had digested the information he told, John put away the casual expression on his face. He raised his hand solemnly and pressed Parr's shoulder. When Parr looked up at him, he looked straight into Parr's eyes and told Parr about a very important thing.

"You little, now you know what talent is. I want to tell you something that talented people must know, that is, you cannot tell others the detailed information of your talent, even if you are closest to others, even if others roughly guess what your talent is, you cannot tell yourself what your talent is."

"Why?"

Parr must ask this because he is now a ten-year-old naughty child.

John was not surprised, and he continued to preach: "Because this matter concerns the wealth and life of the gifted person, we adventurers must keep trump cards to deal with dangers that may occur at any time. Other people's trump cards must be prepared by themselves. The last trump cards of the gifted person are their own talents, of course we can't tell others."

"Is this true? I understand."

Parr nodded, indicating that he understood, then changed his voice and asked tentatively: "Uncle John, you are also a talented person? Otherwise, how could you know so much?"

"Hehehe."

John smiled, and then...

"you guess!"

"Guess me or not?" Parr almost said this sentence, but in the end he asked him to hold it back, then stopped talking and continued to chew the bread.

...

Two people, one big and one small, sat on the grass in the forest for a while after eating, and just as Parr was drowsy under the warm sun, John's voice came from his ears.

"Little one, have you had enough rest?"

"Oh! OK."

Parr shook his head and got up and wanted to carry a large package.

"Wait, let's not leave now."

But John stopped Parr, he patted his butt and climbed up, then pulled out his dark knight one-handed sword and faced Parr.

"Little one, let's not hurry to leave. Let me test your current strength first so as to formulate a training plan for a period of time."

“How to test it?”

Parr became serious and grabbed his black dagger.

"Come on! Attack me with all your might."

John casually grabbed the hilt of the Dark Knight's one-handed sword and asked Parr to hit him.

"Um."

Parr nodded, knowing that he could not hurt John now, so he didn't hold back and directly used the full-level Wind Wolf basic sword drawing technique. He did not use the three-combo special effect, which would be too physically exhausting.

"Get up!"

when……

As Parr thought, John easily held his attack. The black blade and the dark blade were fighting each other. At the same time, a long string of sparks were also rubbed.

"Wow!"

Although it was easy, John still let out a strange cry. His eyes looked at Parr as if he was looking at a little monster. He pushed away Parr's black dagger with force, returned to his previous position and shouted loudly:

"Come again!"

"call……"

Parr took a deep breath, returned the black dagger to the sheath, and accumulated his strength slightly, and another sword-drawing attack.

"Get up!"

when……

The sound of gold and iron fighting sounded again, sparks flew everywhere, and John pushed hard, and Parr, who was exhausted, sat down on the ground.

"Excellent! It's so amazing!" John reached out and pulled Parr up. His eyes looked at Parr with three points of surprise and seven points of appreciation.

"Little one, your basic sword drawing skills have reached another level than the previous few days! It's really unexpected."

"Hehehe..."

Parr patted his butt and stood up, without replying, just smiled.

“…”

John slowly paced up as he touched his chin, thinking about how to teach Parr.

"Um?"

Suddenly, John saw a gray shadow in the grass from the corner of his eyes. He was stunned and a smile appeared on his face.

"Have it!"

...

"I'm a little bit."

John walked back to Parr, who was using the Wind Wolf's basic breathing method to recover his strength, opened his big black eyes and looked up at John.

"Uncle John, what's wrong?"

"Look at that side."

John raised his hand and pointed at the grass. Parr followed the trend and the Mingtong talent also had a function when it was not opened, which was to make Parr look clearer, so Parr saw the disharmonious gray in the green grass.

"Uncle John, are you referring to that gray thing?"

"Um."

John nodded, withdrew his arm, patted Parr on the shoulder, and taught:

"Pal, you have just been promoted to junior knight apprenticeship, and there is still some time before the next stage. During this period, you have to adapt to your own strength, but not only adapt to your own strength, strength does not represent everything. In addition to strength, we knights also need to have keen observation, quick reaction, and proficient combat skills. The next thing I ask you to do is to train your reaction."

"Yeah yeah."

Parr nodded repeatedly, without objection. His data panel was too simple, and he didn't even have specific values ​​of strength, speed, reaction, etc., and only gave him physical and mental power with vague meanings. Now the power is easy to talk about, and the upgrade is over, but the other three things John said were what Parr was missing at this time.

"very good."

Looking at Parr's serious little face, John smiled and said the training content of training on training: "Little one, that thing over there is a stupid rabbit, the most common kind of small animal in the grass in the wild. The training content of the reaction is to catch it, grab it with your bare hands. Do you know?"

"Um."

Parr recalled the information about the stupid rabbit in his memory, and then nodded confidently. Although he had never caught the stupid rabbit with his own hands, the Haystack Village hunting team could catch more than a dozen every time he entered the forest.

The young Parr once asked Jack Dad if he was easy to catch a stupid rabbit. Jack Dad said casually that he was very easy to catch, and he was very easy to catch.

Waking up from memories, Parr swallowed again. In his previous life, he liked rabbits the most, especially braised and spicy, which was fragrant!

So, Parr set out with confidence, and he was going to eat the roasted rabbit tonight!

"Hahaha."

John smiled at Parr's back, then sat on the ground, watching Parr's next operation leisurely, feeling like he was watching the show.

"It's hard to catch stupid rabbits! Especially those who have never caught them will..."

...
To be continued...