Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

My heart hurts so much!

Although I did have an inexplicable understanding and mastery of swordsmanship in my heart, my understanding and application of basic swordsmanship moves became more and more natural.

But seeing his soul power reduced to zero, Gordon's heart still hurt as if his flesh had been cut.

Two points of soul power improve swordsmanship by one level.

Originally, he wanted to add a little bit more to his body physically or mentally.

Now there is no choice but to give up.

"I just don't know if the swordsmanship gained by these two points of soul power is worth it..."

After feeling heartbroken, Gordon secretly felt his mind's understanding of basic swordsmanship deepening. He suddenly felt itchy and grabbed the big sword on his back.

"Wow..."

The crisp sound of metal rubbing against each other.

The blue steel sword was pulled out.

Holding the sword in both hands, Gordon immediately felt the difference in himself.

If before that, Gordon had held a long sword in his hand, what Gordon felt was that he was proficient in the long sword and had a strong sense of security.

So now holding the sword in both hands, Gordon felt that the steel sword in his hand seemed to have become a part of his body. It was extremely smooth and skillful to wield, and he had a deeper understanding of the enemy or attack.

That feeling is like the strong self-confidence of "With a sword in my hand, I have the world".

Gordon stood up and looked at himself in the inferior glass on the table, as if he had a different temperament.

Of course, this is nonsense.

Gordon is still Gordon, but he looks more handsome and more angular.

"Oh...oh..."

The steel sword made a tearing sound in the room.

Gordon moved around the room with a big sword in both hands, and he immediately felt the limitations of the small space.

"Wow..."

The steel sword was quickly inserted into the scabbard behind his back.

Gordon opened the door and walked downstairs.

Soon, when he entered the door again, he was followed by two bloated middle-aged women carrying a huge bath bucket into the room.

After taking a bath, it was already afternoon.

Gordon went downstairs to dine.

After the wine cellar incident, the tavern owner Hof obviously showed a lot of respect for Gordon.

Gordon didn't care. He ordered a portion of lamb chops and a large glass of Hof stout, then found a table by the window and sat up.

It was already afternoon and the sky was starting to get dark.

Most of the guests who come to the tavern are eating, and it won't take long.

After a long day's work in the small village of Rava, many men choose to come to the Hof Tavern to drink a glass of dark beer to relieve their fatigue from the day.

That was the best time for the Hof Tavern's business.

Gordon waved his knife and fork to deal with the yellow lamb chops that looked like they were on display and were roasted into golden brown.

Although there were signs of being slightly burnt in a few places, the rich aroma of meat made Gordon enjoy eating it.

A portion of yellow lamb chops was quickly eaten with only a few ribs left, and Gordon put down his knife and fork.

He picked up the pine wine glass and drank a glass of cold dark beer. Suddenly, he felt refreshed and refreshed all over his body.

"Erica..."

Gordon shouted to the pretty figure who was busy in front of the bar.

Soon, a young girl with a healthy complexion, a slightly immature face, but well-developed body curves came over.

"Mr. Gordon, I have a good appetite today. What else would you like?"

The girl glanced at the wine table in front of her and chuckled.

The girl's name is Erica, and she is one of the girls who works in the Hof Tavern.

However, unlike the other girls, Erica was the youngest and had never entered the upstairs room with guests who came to the pub to drink and have fun.

Being a tavern maid sounds like a pretty ambiguous profession.

But in fact, not all tavern maids are part-time assistants, but just a job, just like Erica.

This is why she came to the tavern early.

Unlike the others, the sun never sets and never shows its face.

The other maids are the ones that are common in pubs. Taverns rely on these girls to attract more customers.

Girls can earn more part-time extra money by working in pubs.

But after all, she is just a tavern maid and not a professional wanderer, so she is still very selective when choosing guests.

Only those customers who are attracted by the maids and are willing to pay for temporary happiness are their customers.

Generally speaking, maids will not treat guests who are ugly or rude or slovenly.

Of course, as long as the guests are willing to spend money, everything can be broken.

"Have another helping of this."

"There's also another beer."

Gordon said, pointing to the empty plate with only the ribs and the pine wine glass on the table.

"OK."

"Mr. Gordon, don't you want to change your taste?"

"The "Mushroom Stewed Yak" in our tavern is the same price as the yellow lamb chops, and the taste is also very good."

"I saw Mr. Gordon that you had eaten yellow lamb chops for several days..."

Erica chuckled.

"I'm a very nostalgic person. It's like I'm only looking for you these days, not other girls."

Gordon said, taking Erica's hand and gently squeezing the tip that contained a silver coin.

"Thank you Mr. Gordon."

"That's why I recommend Mr. Gordon to try another signature dish of Hof Tavern."

Erica's face immediately blushed as her hand was squeezed, and she remained silent and allowed Gordon to squeeze her.

Her monthly salary at the Hof Tavern was only a few silver coins.

This Mr. Gordon has tipped himself more than his monthly salary in just a few days.

How could this make Erica reject him, not to mention that the other party just squeezed her hand and had no other excessive actions or requests.

Erica even felt that if Mr. Gordon wanted to pursue her, she would not be able to refuse.

"Okay, since Erica recommended it, I'll try it."

"Replace the yellow lamb chops with the dish you mentioned..."

Gordon let go of the blushing Erica and smiled.

Watching Erica leave briskly.

Gordon was a little annoyed. He often did this kind of thing when he went to eat on Earth. He just saw Erica's beauty and couldn't help it.

This is purely a matter of habit.

But it's not a big deal.

Gordon laughed to himself and quickly forgot about it.

Just then.

"Click..."

The door of the tavern was pushed open.

Two tall figures, one tall and one short, wearing leather armor and carrying two swords on their backs, walked in.

"It's a mutant..."

Suddenly, someone shouted in surprise.

The people who were dining and drinking in the tavern immediately looked around.

The originally lively tavern immediately fell silent.

Everyone looked at the two figures of a man and a woman approaching the bar of the tavern, and whispers immediately broke out in the tavern.

"It's actually a demon hunter..."

"What a demon hunter? He's a mutant..."

"If it weren't for these damn mutants, how could there be so many monsters in this world..."

"Shh, keep your voice down, be careful of the other party causing trouble for you..."

"I'm not afraid of them..."

"These damn mutated bastards..."

Listening to the surrounding guests staring at the two men and whispering and cursing, Gordon really opened his eyes.

A few days ago, he would have appeared in this tavern dressed like this.

I'm afraid he is the one who enjoys being discussed and cursed today.

Gordon looked at the two demon hunters who were stared at by dozens of eyes, cursing and talking, as if they were ignoring them.

He turned around from the bar, looked at it, and then walked in the direction of where he was.