My Magical Card Tavern

Genelec reminded him.

"Turn to the next page, and you should be able to see how to learn this technique."

I did as instructed with the steel brush, and sure enough, I saw the extra content.

[Shield Block Charge, the learning method is as follows...]

The previous page was read very quickly by the steel brush.

Although he didn't have formal training, the teaching methods for this technique are actually quite similar.

Physical training, obstacle course training, visual field training.

Whether it's combat skills or magic, you need to use your brain.

Charging forward is not about blindly crashing into enemies; doing so will only make the enemy laugh and cause you to become separated from your own squad.

But as he looked further in, the steel brush's expression changed.

One of the advanced techniques for shield blocking and charging!

[Two-Star Technique - Fierce Charge]

[Description: A powerful force smashes through obstacles encountered during the charge, stunning the enemy. The effect is determined in real-time based on the difference in strength between the two sides, and it has the ability to interrupt attacks.]

After glancing down a few times, the steel brush immediately realized that the card description was genuine.

Interruption effect, a silence skill belonging to warrior-type classes.

Unlike a mage's silence, which is considered a type of magic, a warrior's interruption is not strictly speaking a skill. Rather, it requires experience to work together to achieve the best interruption effect.

"This is truly...unheard of."

The bespectacled apprentice marveled at the tavern's magic.

"Although the two-star technique is not a very advanced combat technique, it still requires a certain amount of money to learn in Silver Star City. I didn't expect that Mr. Genelec would be able to make it available for learning."

"Although the cost of training techniques is considerable, it is also very valuable."

For adventurers like those using steel brushes, this already saves them a significant amount of money.

Ginnell glanced at the three-person team.

A fairly basic three-person team, except that the young employer seems to be a bit weak.

"Alright, you guys enjoy your drinks. I'm going out for a bit."

After returning to the bar, Gianna pulled out a sturdy short-handled hammer from below.

Although it was strange for the tavern owner to go out when there were customers, the bespectacled apprentice and the young swordsman looked eager to follow him.

Steel Brush said, "If you go, all the beer is mine."

The young swordsman cursed, then sat down obediently and drank his beer heartily.

The apprentice whispered.

"We'll leave after a short while; the pub seems a bit too strange for us."

"Neither that unknown card that allows you to learn techniques, nor the operating rules of the tavern as a safe zone, are things we can't understand."

"Perhaps only a great figure like Master Maloren could..."

The young swordsman interrupted his employer with a grin.

"Sir, why think so much? All we need to know is that this is where we can get the cheapest, but also the most delicious, beer in the dungeon."

"A warm fire, a safe environment, and the ability to chat—these are the most expensive things in the dungeon."

The apprentice pushed up his glasses and suddenly realized something.

This swordsman adventurer, who always seems so relaxed, is acting a little too casually.

Should we deduct his payment?

"But to be honest, I'm still very curious about what Mr. Genelec is doing out there..."

boom!

The sudden tremor startled Steelbrush, who immediately grabbed his shield and moved his tall frame in front of his employer, showing no concern for the beer spilled on the table.

The apprentice and the young swordsman exchanged a glance, and immediately ran to the window.

Unfortunately, due to the angle, they could only see the golden light shining in the dark forest, accompanied by intense and rhythmic vibrations.

Oh wait, it sounds like Mr. Ginell's voice too.

"Holy Light, I hear your voice!"

"The Hammer of Punishment!"

The short-handled hammer in Ginnell's hand shone with dazzling golden light. With one blow, he knocked down the large skeleton crouching outside, and the soul fire in its eye sockets was completely purified by the holy light.

"What kind of idiot dares to block my door? You'd be so easily tempted to lose your parents..."

Ginnell paused abruptly.

Oh wait, the undead don't seem to have this concern.

Rather, if the undead could possess interdimensional faith, this guy would likely gain a considerable number of followers who would sacrifice him as their cybernetic parents.

Ginnell glanced around. The dark forest, illuminated by the holy light, no longer felt damp, but the power of the holy light also caused the other little skeletons to fall asleep immediately, creating a clean and deathly stillness.

When Ginnell dragged the giant skeleton back to the tavern, Steelbrush's expression immediately turned respectful.

"You have actually gained the approval of the Holy Light."

Ginnell waved his hand, telling them they could leave the dungeon now, and then went about picking and choosing among the large skeletons on the table.

The bespectacled apprentice's eyes looked a little strange.

If his basic knowledge is correct.

The bones that Mr. Ginell picked out and threw out were all human bones.

"We can't take the skull, we can't take this rib, and we definitely can't take this thigh bone."

"This one is a wolf bone, and this one looks like a tusked wild boar bone. Keep them, keep them."

"Oh ho ho, I got a shipment: a two-star monster's shinbone."

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a steel brush.

Humans, sanctioned by the Holy Light, were picking and choosing among a large skeleton, much like a necromancer selecting raw materials to create his skeleton soldiers.

Should we face this challenge?

The apprentice didn't understand what Gianna was doing either. After finishing his beer, he got up and left with his employees.

The young swordsman closed the tavern door, his lips twitching.

That old man, Gennell, has already started using the Holy Light Hammer to smash bones into powder; it's truly terrifying power.

As soon as the door closed, Ginnell immediately put the short-handled hammer aside and took out something that looked like a leather wallet from his pocket.

"We actually had three guests today. Although they weren't very good customers, it's still a decent income."

Ginnell tossed the leather wallet into the air.

"Activate your card!"

The leather wallet began to expand as it drew in air, then exploded with a loud bang, releasing three cards with gleaming white edges.

[One-Star Card - Shield Warrior Steel Brush]

[Identity/Occupation: Human Adventurer]

[Effect: You must attack the minion with Taunt.]

Ginnell glanced at it quickly.

"Regular card, regular card, why is it still a regular card?"

"Wait, something doesn't seem right."

Ginnell picked up the third card.

【Machine Weiss】

[Identity/Class: Human Swordsman]

[Effect 1: Unleash swift swordplay to attack enemies; the swordplay has penetrating properties.]

[Effect 2: When facing enemies of the Weiss family, Machin Weiss has a chance to flee]

Genele raised an eyebrow.

"Well, this is a rather boring story about a young nobleman. I wonder if his two companions even know about his noble status."

Put the cards away and store the bone meal in a clean glass bottle.

Genele turned his head to look at the roaring fire in the stove, and drowsiness washed over him.

It's almost time for the second round...

Just like before the bespectacled apprentice entered, Ginell once again collapsed onto the bar counter and fell fast asleep.

"Oh, stars above, wake up!"

"The poor old man comes to enjoy the firelight at the tavern, but he also needs a refreshing beer!"

An elderly man with silver hair and a face full of wrinkles woke up Genele, who was sleeping on the bar counter, and gave him a kind smile.

Ginnell yawned.

"Good evening, old man Silver Star. By the way, how did you wake me up?"

The old man shook off the moisture from his body, letting it dissipate into the air with the warmth of the fire, and proudly raised his right hand, which was holding the staff, under Ginell's watchful gaze.

"Little Ginnell, this time I'm using my right hand, a dry right hand!"