Becoming an adventurer by copying monster abilities

The battle ended very quickly.

The wolf pack was no match for the caravan's guards, let alone the fact that many adventurers had also joined the battle.

After a fierce battle, only wolf carcasses remained on the ground.

The next step is to collect loot and clean up the battlefield.

Although these wolves carried no valuables, their pelts were worth some money.

With a wave of his hand, the person in charge, Fernando, converted all the wolf pelts into coins and distributed them to everyone who participated in the battle.

This drew cheers from the crowd.

Although each person doesn't receive much money, who would refuse an extra income?

Although Luca did not participate in the distribution of the spoils, Fernando still made a point of greeting him.

He indicated that the payment had already been included in his travel expenses.

Nothing further happened overnight, and the convoy set off as scheduled after daybreak.

After last night's wolf attack, the atmosphere in the carriage was not as somber as it had been the day before.

The young couple were initially somewhat in awe and reserved towards Luke, who was an adventurer.

However, after discovering that the other person had a rather easygoing personality, they gradually opened up and started talking more.

"What are your plans for the city of Ryan, Mr. Luke?"

"I've heard a lot of people say that Twilight Town is actually more suitable for free-spirited adventurers," Seid asked curiously.

"I guess it's a trip to broaden my horizons."

Luke answered casually, holding a clean soft cloth in his hand, carefully wiping his longsword.

There are still many days left on this journey. If we don't take good care of our weapons, they might rust before we even reach Ryan City.

"By the way, do you know anything about the church in Ryan City?"

"The largest church in Ryan City is the 'Church of Dawn,' which worships Losanda. I've heard that their priests can perform real miracles!"

His wife, Lily, enthusiastically chimed in, "Besides the Church of Dawn, there's also a church that worships the moon goddess Serene, which is very popular among the common people."

Dawn Church.

Luke recalled the blonde, extravagant priestess, Il.

The other party should be studying at the Dawn Church in Ryan City right now.

I wonder if I'll have a chance to visit him during my trip to Ryan City.

The carriage suddenly jolted violently, its wheels rolling over a protruding rock.

A heavy object fell and landed right at Luke's feet.

Luke looked down and saw the book that the red-haired woman beside him had been reading.

He instinctively picked it up, and Veronica, who had been silent all along, suddenly reached out and quickly took the leather book from him, holding it close to her chest.

He immediately seemed to realize that his behavior was impolite and said to Luke, "Thank you."

After speaking, the mysterious woman pulled her hood tighter and curled up in her seat.

As the other person pulled at the hood, Luke keenly sensed that something seemed to be hidden in that head of bright red hair.

However, everyone has their own secrets, and Luke didn't pay much attention to it.

As night fell again, the convoy set up camp in a flat, open wasteland.

The pack of wolves that were skinned last night naturally became the main dish tonight.

A whole wolf leg was roasted until it sizzled and dripped with oil, making a "sizzling" sound as it fell into the campfire.

Its golden, shimmering color made Luke's mouth water.

To his surprise, the grilled meat, which looked so appetizing, tasted completely different when he put it in his mouth.

Even with plenty of spices, the gamey smell of adult wolf meat couldn't be completely suppressed.

The tough muscle fibers, when chewed, bring an indescribable sour and astringent sensation.

But for adventurers who frequently travel through dangerous areas, chunks of meat that can fill their stomachs and replenish their energy are a top-notch delicacy, so naturally no one would complain about the taste.

Luke swallowed the piece of meat expressionlessly, took a big gulp of water from his water bag, and then put down his utensils.

He quietly finished the two slices of black bread and returned to his carriage to rest early.

He was starting to miss the charcoal-grilled beef ribs from the old oak barrels.

Inside the carriage, Veronica was still reading by candlelight, and Luke seemed never to have seen her get off the train.

I thought this journey wouldn't be too smooth, but apart from encountering a pack of wolves on the first day, the rest of the journey was surprisingly smooth.

After several days of long journey, the convoy successfully arrived at a fairly large village for rest.

This village is far more prosperous than ordinary villages.

The streets were wide, the taverns and inns were proper, and there were even stables that provided vehicle repair services for caravans.

In front of several wooden houses lit by dim, ambiguous lights, stood several voluptuous women dressed daringly.

She was leaning against the door frame, swaying her hips and giving flirtatious glances to passing merchants and adventurers.

As a transit point on a major transportation route, this place attracts many travelers who need to release stress and spend money.

Luke booked a clean single room at the inn.

Despite being jostled around in the carriage for several days in a row, his physique could handle it.

But now that he had a comfortable bed to lie on, Luke wouldn't be stingy with the two silver coins.

However, he did not sleep well that night.

The image of a black hall flashed through my mind, and the chilling feeling brought on by the swirling black mist once again enveloped my entire body.

Luke knew it was a dream, but he couldn't wake up no matter what he did.

The deep black mist transformed into tentacles, wrapping around his limbs.

Then, just like what happened in Yanan village.

Luke was still being used as a puppet by the black mist, his limbs being constantly pulled and stretched in all directions.

It was like forcing him to do some kind of bizarre gymnastics.

Even in his sleep, the real pain made him break out in a sweat.

In the deathly silence, he could only passively endure the indescribable feeling of suffocation.

At the edge of the black mist, Luke once again felt that gaze fixed on him.

Those were eyes as bright as stars, sparkling with light, carrying an air of superior indifference, and a hint of curiosity.

Luke only opened his eyes abruptly when he felt a burning sensation on his wrist, breaking free from the bizarre dream.

The sky outside the window was just beginning to lighten; cold sweat had already soaked through his undershirt...

Looking at the black mark on his wrist, Luke became even more certain that he needed to get rid of this monstrosity as soon as possible.

Early in the morning, bad news spread throughout the entire convoy.

"The road ahead is blocked!"

The team manager found out the detailed reason:

A pack of goblins riding dire wolves led hordes of goblins to attack several villages ahead, and destroyed several noble estates.

The local lord has dispatched regular troops to clear out the trade route, but it will be completely blocked until the clearing is finished.

It will take at least ten days to half a month before it can be opened to traffic.

Upon hearing this, the adventurers in the caravan immediately erupted in uproar.

"What are we going to eat if the roads are closed for so long?"

"Yes! What do you want to eat?"

The person in charge, Fernando, was also in a dilemma.

Others may be able to wait, but his goods cannot.

This batch of goods is very mixed, and some of the high-quality goods will spoil if left for too long.

If he waits until the trade routes are restored before setting off again, he might not only fail to make a profit on this business trip, but he might also lose everything.

After studying the map for a whole morning, the team leader gritted his teeth and made a decision:

"We'll take a detour!"