Becoming an adventurer by copying monster abilities

[Miracle Fantasy successfully materialized the projection of the "cannibal"]

[Gained combat skill: Gluttony Slash]

【Gluttony Chopping Lv.1: Beginner (1/10)】

Looking at the information displayed on the panel and the new skills added to the skill bar, Luca took a deep breath.

It seems his guess was right; this talent called [Miracle Fantasy] can replicate the abilities of the monsters he has encountered!

"Are you... alright?"

Harvey walked over from the side, unconsciously swallowing hard.

Just now, the young man in front of me suddenly turned fierce, and his entire aura changed.

That sense of oppression reminded him of the giant monsters he encountered when he was still an adventurer, such as ogres.

Luke was pondering his innate abilities and the physical changes resulting from the increase in strength.

Hearing the sound brought him back to his senses, and he thanked Harvey.

"Thanks, I think I'm getting the hang of it."

Although the name of the combat skill doesn't seem to be the same as the one he signed up to learn.

But who cares?

Regardless of whether the skill names are the same or different, once you learn them, they are yours to keep.

"Did you learn it?"

Harvey glanced at the scarecrow that had been cut in half and realized he had asked a stupid question.

But he still found it incredible.

Master a combat skill in less than a day!

Although it's a fairly common type, this learning talent is genuine.

He can no longer be described simply as a genius.

He's simply... a genius!

Harvey, who hadn't received much formal education, couldn't think of any other adjectives to describe him.

He was certain that it was only a matter of time before the other person became a professional.

And this time won't be long...

...

For the next few days, Luke stayed in town.

[Miracle Fantasy] seems to be usable only once per creature.

Furthermore, it has no effect on humans or creatures that they have not seen with their own eyes.

Luke attempted to materialize the Ash Lord and the ogres again, as well as the monsters he had seen in the portrait.

Even his combat skills instructor, Harvey, did not react.

He also curiously tried to materialize a goblin projection.

Aside from becoming extremely hungry, he gained no other abilities.

As expected, they are the lowest-ranking monsters, even the system discriminates against them.

Despite possessing the powerful talent of miraculous imagination, Luke's current strength...

To recklessly venture into the forest to find powerful monsters to replicate one's abilities is simply suicidal.

So these days, apart from sleeping, he spends all his time training at the training ground.

If you don't enroll in the combat skills training course and just want to use the venue, the fee is 50 copper coins per day.

The venue offers free rental of common weapons, while training scarecrows costs 20 copper coins each.

At dusk.

After splitting the training scarecrow's body open with an axe, Luke wiped the sweat from his brow and scanned the information on the panel.

Luke

Race: Human

Occupation: None

【Strength: 6】

[Agility: 6]

[Physical Fitness: 6]

【Intelligence: 7】

【Perception: 6】

【Charm: 8】

[Combat Art: Gluttony Slash]

Specialty: Ember

[Talent: Miracle Fantasy]

【Gluttony Chopping Lv.2: Beginner (18/20)】

In just a few days, he increased his proficiency in [Gluttony Slash] by nearly 3 levels.

However, after leveling up to level 2, Luca could clearly feel that the growth of proficiency had become sluggish.

He had already chopped down several scarecrows today, and was so exhausted that he could barely hold the axe.

However, the proficiency level remained unchanged at 18/20.

It seems that swinging an axe at thin air or a dummy will hardly lead to any substantial improvement.

As expected, one can only improve quickly through combat.

This is what his mentor Harvey told him.

In the past few days, Harvey would come over to greet Luke or chat for a few minutes whenever he had free time.

In stark contrast to his serious demeanor on the first day, his enthusiasm made Luke feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Unbeknownst to Luke, Harvey had been watching his behavior over the past few days.

From his initial awkward movements to his later smooth and powerful axe swings.

With this kind of progress, it's always a good idea to establish good relationships beforehand.

With a sharp weapon in the body, the murderous heart starts from the beginning.

Luke also felt that he really needed to go through another trial of blood and fire.

As for the goal of the trial...

Hmm, let's try it out with a few goblins first.

It was already dark when we returned to the Old Oak Barrel Tavern.

Luca has been eating and staying here for the past few days. Although it's more expensive than renting a place on his own, it's safer.

Especially those like him who live alone, aren't particularly strong in combat, and have a dozen or so gold coins in savings—the kind of "fat sheep" they're looking for.

It's easy to become a target for some people with ulterior motives.

Twilight Town is a mixed bag of people, and even with the presence of a sheriff, some serious incidents still occur from time to time.

Luke didn't go upstairs to his room, but instead found a corner in the lobby to sit down and ordered the same set meal as always.

This was a habit he carried over from his previous life: if he thought a certain dish at a particular shop was delicious, he would keep eating it.

The rye beer was bitter, more bitter than any beer he had ever drunk in his previous life.

The taste is just so-so, but after a long day, drinking a glass of it makes you feel your body cheering and jumping for joy from the inside out.

The tavern was bustling with activity as adventurers shared their day's experiences and gossiped about unfounded rumors.

In the past few days, Luke has occasionally been approached by female adventurers.

He politely declined both invitations to team up and requests for "in-depth" discussions.

There's an old saying from a past life:

"Once bitten by a snake, twice shy."

The influence of former captain Sutton on him was profound; it was Sutton who had invited him to join the team.

He remained ever vigilant towards these unfamiliar adventurers.

"I've noticed a lot of unfamiliar faces in town lately. I've seen several professionals, and even some members of a certain cult."

"Your information is really outdated! I heard from my cousin's friend's former teammate that someone discovered a demon deep in Sunset Forest!"

"A demon? Why don't you just say you saw a dragon?"

"Don't you believe me? Let me tell you..."

Luke tried to listen carefully, but the adventurers at the table were deliberately keeping their voices down, so he couldn't hear anything.

Demons are not beings from this plane.

I had only heard of Luke in legends and fairy tales from my memory.

However, this creature does exist; it is recorded in the Adventurers' Guild's handbook, which is worth 2 silver coins.

They are usually summoned by evil spellcasters, or they appear in special places through rifts or portals.

Luke didn't pay much attention.

Regardless of whether the news is true or false, it would take at least several days to get deep into the Sunset Forest.

The dangers involved were far beyond what a lowly adventurer like him, who wasn't even a professional, could handle.

Don't be fooled by the fact that those high-level adventurers live in the same town as Luca; sometimes the difference between people is greater than the difference between a person and a dog.

However, Luke was not discouraged; he had his own way of fighting.

With his attribute panel and the talent of "Miracle Fantasy", he truly deserves the title of "promising future".

Just as I was slowly savoring the "Black Wheat Waves," I heard a commotion at the tavern entrance.

A small squad walked straight in, consisting of both men and women, all clad in shimmering silver armor.

Judging from the quality, it is much better than the signature piece of "Good Buddy Blacksmith Shop".

The armor of these men had the same striking pattern on the chest: two longswords crossed in a cross shape, giving them a solemn and dignified appearance.

The man in the lead quickly scanned the crowd in the tavern, showing no murderous intent, but instantly silencing the hall.

The tavern owner quickly went to greet the man, exchanged a few words with him, and then led everyone to the upstairs accommodation area.

The somewhat oppressive atmosphere in the tavern only eased after everyone's figures disappeared from sight.

The adventurer who had just been gossiping next to Luke breathed a sigh of relief:

"It seems the rumors about the discovery of the demon are true; even the Holy Light Cross has come..."