I was an apprentice in Ferren

Chapter 162 Visit
An advancement ceremony yielded such unexpected results, but what surprised DuPont the most was the next piece of news.

[Since you used a natural advancement ritual to increase your Barbarian rank, your experience penalty has not been increased.]

How can one gain promotions using this indigenous method without reducing the experience points gained?
Having gained additional base attribute values ​​and additional intelligence, DuPont was overjoyed.

It seems that if there are other options, one should try to upgrade using the local methods, even if there are no extra rewards, so as to gain as much experience as possible.

Currently, my level 4 mage/level 3 arcane knight/level 3 wilderness warrior is considered top-tier silver. I've already progressed more than halfway through my flight skill. If I work hard during the summer vacation, I should be able to become a level 5 mage. Even the genius student council president in the academy is not as good as me.

Thinking of the good things, DuPont's appetite grew even better, and the high elves watching were quite amazed by the scene. The change in DuPont's aura made them realize something.

This kid did indeed advance.

At less than 15 years old, with a total level of 7, this is something that even the top elf families cannot do. Even if you switch ages, it would be a very difficult thing for an elf to do at 70 years old.

Even the Sun Elves were somewhat envious.

This kid's talent seems to be definitely worth investing in.

"How was the result?" Man Shi kicked aside the surrounding stones and put away the extra items. "This is my first time performing a spirit-worshiping ritual. I've only ever seen shamans do it before, I didn't expect it to work on the first try. What attribute did I receive, constitution or strength?"

Upon hearing this, DuPont quickly guessed that a normal barbarian should only be able to obtain one attribute. He did not mention that he had obtained both, since those elves were outsiders: "Constitution".

"It's a bit of a shame that it's not about strength." Man Shi shook his head with some regret. "But your physique is not bad either. After all, you are still young and have room to grow."

Moonflower felt a pang of envy. She glanced at the Sun Elf, who quickly understood and coughed lightly, "Master, would this kind of ritual be effective if we elves performed it?"

Although there are many ways to improve basic attribute values ​​through blessings, such as the abilities of chosen people and the World Tree Essence that the royal family can obtain every 10 years, this method is definitely better the more the better. They have seen this wilderness ritual, which has broadened their horizons.

“First, you need to reach the Barbarian level, then reach the threshold to trigger it, and then fight beasts like him to gain the recognition of the spirits of nature.” The more the Barbarian Stone spoke, the darker the Sun Elf’s face became: “As for what you can get, it depends on their mood. If you perform poorly, you will not receive the blessing ceremony. Only totem abilities are guaranteed to be obtained.”

After hearing this, Moonflower looked at the Sun Elf and said, "Most elves don't seem to excel in strength, so this first step won't work."

“Yes, and to win beautifully with such primitive weapons,” Cui Xing sighed, looking at the scar on DuPont’s chest that had not yet faded. “Although the elves are not lacking in courage, their parents probably wouldn’t dare to take such a risk, after all, if they really fail the challenge, the medical expenses would be quite high.”

“If you’re afraid of everything, you’re not suited to be an adventurer.” Man Shi snorted coldly after hearing this. “Won’t undead creatures give up when faced with difficulties? Orcs and goblins can even brutally boil people alive. If you’re timid and hesitant when fighting wild beasts, you should just be a scholar or craftsman. Otherwise, you won’t live long even after you’ve mastered your craft.”

The elf retorted somewhat indignantly, "We elves have decades of training courses that allow our students to calmly face all kinds of crises, giving us a much higher chance of survival than humans!"

"That's because you from Yongju Island are at least formal professionals, so your survival rate is naturally much higher than those of lower-level professionals. However, in adventure groups at the crisis level or above, your death rate is no lower than that of humans. In this respect, you are not even as reliable as the wood elves. After all, when you see that the situation is not right, you always think about running away, while they will think about fighting to the death and fighting for that nine-out-of-ten chance of survival."

"The environment of fighting to the death can be avoided; getting into such an environment is a mistake in itself, and can be described as a reckless act!"

“Even recklessness is much better than cowardice, after all, it is closer to the word courage.” DuPont said, “And you have to know that many times you can’t get close to the whole picture. Even the gods can’t be perfect. For mortals to do this is basically wishful thinking. It’s already good enough if you can make the right move in front of you.”

The Sun Elf snorted coldly, but did not continue arguing about this point. Instead, he looked at DuPont with some hostility: "Even if you are right, is being cautious a bad thing? I saw that when you were fighting that bear, apart from the last move being a bit reckless, you were mostly dodging."

"It's not like I'm just recklessly going to fight. That's not an adventurer, it's a fool. And if I don't have the courage to make the final blow, I naturally can't win. If we're locked in a stalemate, I can only try to make the opponent bleed to death in that lake. Even if I win, I probably won't get the reward."

DuPont pointed to himself: "I think you understand what I mean. We shouldn't waste time arguing. After all, none of us have that much free time, right?" Moonflower nodded, sat down, and took out a cup of flower tea: "Alright, I must say the scenery in this mountain range is quite beautiful. It seems that the Morning Star Tribe and the mages take good care of this mountain range, much better than most cities in Faerûn."

"After all, most locals don't rely on hunting for a living, and normal hunters won't go too deep into the mountains, since they might encounter dragons in addition to monsters."

Man Shi spoke of this matter with considerable annoyance: "Unfortunately, the evil dragons in this mountain range have either been killed or driven away, leaving mostly silver dragons. These guys don't like fighting, which is fine, but they like to come down the mountain to seduce people, which is very annoying."

"Oh?" DuPont asked curiously, "Isn't this a good thing? I heard that most of the Silver Dragons that transform into are handsome men and beautiful women."

"Good thing my ass. Those guys are complete perverts. They become human but don't switch according to their own gender. Tragic cases of men being seduced and then having their backdoors violated happen almost every year."

DuPont was deeply shocked after hearing this, and Moonflower nodded in agreement: "And even if they transform into human form according to their own preferences, most of these guys are just playing around. They might even change their appearance to seduce other people, leaving those who thought they had found love behind. They are the epitome of scum."

"Why is it that all the legends I've heard about silver dragons say they are kind and have many relatives and friends?"

“Being a scoundrel and being kind are not mutually exclusive. If we follow Shuni’s teachings, this is called spreading love throughout the world. Even the shortest love is better than never having ever had love.” The Sun Elf’s expression was a little strange: “Of course, things like Harua don’t happen too often, but Dupont, you have to be careful. Silver dragons love beautiful young men like you, regardless of gender.”

DuPont felt a bit of a headache after hearing this, but looking at the other person's expression, he realized that this guy was probably bluffing him: "Tch, you elves are more in line with their aesthetic sense, like the mentor on Emerald Star. If a handsome man suddenly strikes up a conversation with you, you should definitely use True Sight to see if it's real or not."

"you"

Just as the group was attacking each other, an eagle landed on a branch and transformed into a druid lady in the next second.

She carried a faint smell of blood, but brought new information: "Lady Fire-Haired and the messengers of the Church of the Lord of Dawn have arrived, Your Highness Moonflower. You may go and meet them if you are interested."

Moonflower nodded silently after hearing this, while Dupont asked curiously, "What are they doing here? Is it something important?"

"It's nothing big, just Midsummer's Day. The Church of the Good God won't miss this good day for missionary work. These churches will send some messengers to friendly villages and towns to hold festival celebrations and make it lively. Although Lady Mystery serves the principle of neutrality, she has decent personal relationships with most people, so she doesn't forbid them from coming to preach. Consider it a social gathering. Why are you interested?"

“I haven’t paid much attention to these things before, and I also have some business opportunities.” DuPont still had a few land deeds to sell, three of which were in Faerûn. Finding them might fetch a good price. “So they’re resting in White Rock City?”

"Both Whitestone City and Beer Town have them, just on different scales. Of course, it would be better if you went directly to the academy now, as the team is currently resting there and is probably at its most manpower."

After DuPont finished speaking, he left in a hurry. The two elves exchanged a glance and also took their leave. The druid, still worried, transformed and escorted him. For a moment, only Wild Stone was left in the wilderness.

"Hey, Morning Star is finally gone." Man Shi took out a large barrel of wine from his spatial bag, poured himself a glass with a satisfied smile, but then suddenly thought of a problem.

When the wood elf wasn't around, he often thought about the sweet times they had shared, and he would get very bored if he didn't find something to do.

Now that we're together every day, it's quite annoying that they keep interfering with everything. It's nice to be alone when they're apart occasionally.

So, do I like her or not?

Man Shi stroked his beard, unable to think of an answer for a moment.

Forget it, let's just drink.

(End of this chapter)