The wizard starts by trimming the donkey's hooves

If it weren't for the extremely subtle fluctuation in the other party's breath after the ancient troll's fangs disappeared, Ryan would not have been able to sense the other party.

Obviously, the other party is very good at hiding his whereabouts.

"What a keen perception, Mr. Ryan, I'm really sorry to bother you."

"I am Hamis from the Axon Chamber of Commerce. I wonder if I can have the honor to meet Mr. Ryan." A feminine male voice came from outside the door.

Ryan looked at the pair of fangs that had turned into powder and couldn't help but feel funny. He thought, what's the point of meeting? Now even if I want to give it to you, I can't give you fangs.

However, it doesn't hurt to listen and see what the other party means.

"Come in!" Ryan said.

The door was gently opened, and a thin but very tough man in leather armor walked in. His eyes were narrow and long, giving people a feeling of staring like a venomous snake.

The guy named Hamis bowed slightly and said, "Sir Ryan, I would like to say hello to you on behalf of Viscount Fabien, the head of the Münster Axon Auction House."

"Sir Hamis, please explain your purpose." Ryan looked him up and down.

The dagger on his waist seemed to indicate that he was an assassin.

"Sir Ryan, it's like this. I came here this time in the hope that you can sell us the pair of fangs obtained from the natives. The auction house values ​​this pair of fangs very much."

Ryan waved his hand and said, "Sir Hamis, I'm sorry, I don't have any fangs here."

He didn't lie.

Although there were some a few seconds ago, they have become slag now, so naturally there are no fangs.

Hamis stared at Ryan's eyes without any emotional fluctuations, and couldn't help but be stunned!

Huh? Is the other party telling the truth?

But this is impossible!

As soon as I arrived nearby, I sensed the subtle fluctuation. I have been chasing the fangs for so long, so I should not be wrong.

After a little thought, Hamis's face became serious and he said solemnly: "Sir Ryan, although you are a distinguished Imperial Sword Bearer, perhaps you don't know that the Axon Auction House is far more powerful than you expected."

"Viscount Fabien is actually just a representative pushed to the front. You will offend more than just one viscount because of this matter. It is not wise to do so."

"Oh? Sir Hamis, are you threatening me?" Ryan smiled.

"Do you know that I hate people threatening me the most? In addition, even if I have the fangs you mentioned, according to the Imperial spoils distribution regulations, it belongs to me, isn't it?"

"Or does the Axon Auction House want to challenge the customary rules of the Empire? Perhaps, I should spread this matter in the Sword Bearer Branch."

"This." Hamis didn't know what to say for a while.

Damn!

If it weren't for the caravan leader Asani and his idiots who thought they had arrived in Munster and relaxed their guard, allowing the native to run away, there wouldn't be so much trouble!

Before coming, he saw the injuries on the native's body and knew that the young Lord Ryan in front of him was not a simple person, and what was more troublesome was that the other party's identity was sensitive.

If it wasn't necessary, he didn't want to confront the other party.

"Lord Ryan, let me be direct. This pair of fangs is very important to the Axon Auction House. A marquis specifically asked for it. If you still want to insist on your own opinion, please don't regret it?"

"I really don't have fangs here. If you don't believe it, you can take a look." Ryan spread his hands and said.

Then, Ryan took the initiative to pour out everything in his waist bag.

"I can swear to the goddess on this!" Ryan said solemnly.

He had long known that the Axon Auction House was said to have a deep background, and it would be best if he could fool them.

In addition, he did tell the truth.

The fangs have turned into bone powder. If you want bone powder, we can still talk about it.

Want fangs? That's out of the question, Ryan thought.

Hamis looked at Ryan's clear and serious eyes, and the way he swore without hesitation, and was confused for a moment.

Such clear eyes don't look like he's lying.

Hamis looked carefully at the fragments poured out of Ryan's waist bag, and there was no fang in it.

The fangs were very long and white, and easy to find.

He looked around Ryan's room again. The decoration inside was simple, and it seemed that there was no place to hide things.

There were some powdery things on the ground.

But this should be because the servants didn't clean it up.

"Well. It seems that I may have made a mistake. I'm very sorry! Sir Ryan, I hope you don't mind my offense." Hamis bowed.

"Of course not." Ryan waved his hand and said.

Hamis bowed again and turned away quickly.

After watching Hamis leave, Ryan thought to himself.

It seems that this pair of ancient troll fangs should be very rare, otherwise, some people in the Axon Auction House would not be so persistent.

Perhaps, after returning to the Sword Bearer Branch, I have to find relevant information.

After thinking about it, Ryan focused his attention on the job transfer information.

This time, the job transfer to the legendary profession also obtained the situation of all attribute improvement, and the spirit was particularly increased, reaching 3 points.

Ryan turned the system panel to the attribute page:

Name: Ryan Kalan

Occupation: Weapon Master (Legendary) lv6 (1912/3000)/Beast Priest (Legendary) lv1 (1/100)/Sorcerer’s Apprentice (Extraordinary) lv6 (792/3000)/Breaking Bad (Extraordinary) lv6 (69/3000) )/Armorcaster lv6 (211/3000)

Constitution: 32

Strength: 31

Agility: 32

Spirit: 39

Attribute points remaining: 12

Skill points remaining: 0

After this job transfer, all attributes have exceeded the 30-point mark. However, what Ren is more concerned about at the moment is that he has just obtained the three core skills of Beast Sacrifice (Legendary).

He didn't know if the skill effect was what he thought before.

Ren turned the page to the Beast Sacrifice (Legendary) page with great anticipation. He saw that the original Beast Tamer (Extraordinary) panel had disappeared, and instead the Beast Sacrifice (Legendary) career panel appeared.

The entire panel is still shining with the same special blue light as the Weapon Master (Legendary).

This is obviously different from the green light on the previous animal tamer (extraordinary) career panel.

Renne quickly found the new icon with three flashing borders located on the top layer of the icon.

The pattern on the first icon is actually a miniature photo of his three current pets, an eagle, a dog and a horse. On the lower right is a line of small words:

[Beast Strength lv1 (Passive): As a beast priest inherited from ancient trolls, you naturally have the ability to absorb the vitality of contracted pets, thereby improving your physical fitness and resistance. 】

(Note: Level 1 can only obtain the effect of one subordinate pet.)

(Note: This skill has a distance limit. It is only effective when the pet is near you. The effective distance is proportional to your mental attributes.)

Huh?

This is

After thinking about it for a moment, Ren's face lit up with joy!

When he focused on the core skill 'Beast Strength', the 'photo stickers' of the three pets quickly appeared in his mind.

"Are you asking yourself to choose?"

"Then...choose the greyhound war dog 'Cookie' first and implement the effect!"

With Wren's confirmation.

Immediately, he felt that there was some mysterious invisible connection between himself and the Greyhound War Dog Cookie, and then, a strange energy was transmitted to him.

Renn's whole person felt a little different.

A new prompt message came quietly:

The host gains the buff effect [Canine Swiftness], and the agility is increased by 3 points.

"Swiftness of a dog?"

"Agility increased by 3 points?"

Ren's eyes lit up, and he immediately checked his attribute column again. Sure enough, his agility had become 32 (+3) points.

"Canine's agility? It should be the gain effect from the cookie. The agility improvement effect is close to about 10%, okay!" Renn raised his eyebrows and said happily.

I just don’t know anything else

So, Ren tried the effect of choosing a dark horse again.

Immediately, he felt that there was some kind of mysterious connection between himself and the black horse, and then, a completely different energy from the greyhound war dog was transmitted to him.

And his mysterious connection with the greyhound war dog ‘Cookie’ was interrupted!

At the same time, two new prompt messages appear:

The host gains the buff effect [Horse Endurance], and its physical fitness increases by 1 point.

The effect of [Dog's Swiftness] disappears.

"Sure enough, as the skill describes, level 1 can only maintain a benefit effect?"

"It's a pity that there are no new skill points now. Otherwise, we can try 'Beast Robust' to achieve the effect of lv2. Can the two buff effects be maintained?"

"If that's possible, that would be great!"

"Um?"

Seemingly seeing something clearly, Ren's eyes suddenly widened!

"Why just add a little more?"

"The 'Swiftness of the Dog' just now increased my agility by three points. Why did I only add one point of physical fitness when I got to Dark Horse?"

"Could it be that this buffing effect is linked to the strength of the pet itself? Because the dark horse has not reached the level of a ferocious beast, it can only provide a little physical effect?"

After thinking for a while, Ren felt that his guess was probably true.

After thinking about it, Ren tried the effect of the blood feather again.

A new system prompt appears:

The host gains the buff effect [Hippogryph Power], and its strength increases by 2 points.

The effect of [Horse Stamina] disappears.

"Ah!"

"Hippogryph gives strength?"

"sharp!"

After comparing the buff effects of three different focuses, Renn nodded secretly, that should be it.

This power should be borrowed from your pets.

Therefore, the strength of the pet is very important. Even though the blood-feathered bird is a young bird, it can provide a stronger benefit effect than the larger dark horse. This is the reason.

"It seems that next time I contract a pet, I should try my best to find a ferocious beast with some special ability."

"There may be unexpected gains"

Ren thought.

The second icon is a pattern of a human palm pressing on the head of a creeping beast. A line of small words in the lower right corner is as follows:

[Beast Vitality lv1 (Active): As a beast sacrifice inherited from ancient trolls, you can quickly absorb the vitality and energy of beasts or contracted pets to heal your own injuries and restore energy. 】

(Note: It can only be used on one beast or contracted pet at a time, and the maximum limit shall not exceed 30% of the opponent's upper limit of vitality.)

(Note: When you absorb a beast, you will be negatively affected by the beast's soul, but the contracted pet will not.)

"Is this the recovery ability that the native used?"

Ryan's eyes lit up.

But after he saw the description of 'negative effect of the beast's soul', he looked thoughtful.

It seemed that the other party's eyes had red bloodshot at the time, and he was quite emotional.

Is it caused by this negative effect?

It seems that I have to find a beast to try.

Then, Ryan moved his eyes to the last icon. This pattern is a picture of a beast galloping, magnificent!

[Control the beast group lv1 (active): As a beast priest inherited from the ancient trolls, you can control all beasts within a diameter of 30 meters, making them bloodthirsty and frenzied, and launch an attack on the enemy. 】

(Note: The stronger the beast, the stronger its resistance to your control. The effect of controlling the beast group is positively correlated with the spirit.)

Looking at these three core skills, Ryan couldn't help but smile!

In the evening.

Jenny arranged a sumptuous dinner.

"Jenny, maybe you and Agatha can consider buying a villa in the administrative district." Ryan said while cutting the hot cliff goat ribs with a silver knife and fork.

"Sir Ryan, if you want to buy a villa in the administrative district, it is not enough to have money alone, you also need to buy a quota." Jenny and Agatha looked at each other in surprise, but Jenny did not question it, but answered directly.

They didn't understand why Sir Ryan made such a suggestion.

Is it because he thinks this house is too simple?

It shouldn't be.

Because Sir Ryan has always been obsessed with cultivation, he doesn't pay much attention to some external conditions. They know this.

"I'll take care of that. Don't forget, I've joined the Sword Bearers now." Ryan smiled.

Jenny was keenly aware of something wrong, frowned slightly, and asked.

"Sir Ryan, is it because of what happened during the day?"

"Well, it's not certain yet, just be prepared." Ryan nodded and did not deny it.

"Okay, Sir Ryan, I'll go to see the house with Agatha tomorrow." Jenny nodded without asking any more questions.

During dessert.

"Sir Ryan, are you going back tonight?" Agatha looked at Ryan with her big watery eyes. After drinking some Bordeaux aged wine, her young face was as beautiful as a flower.

Although Agatha had some freckles on her nose, it did not affect the girl's liveliness and enthusiasm.

"Agatha, you've drunk too much!" Jenny couldn't help but cover her forehead with her little hand again.

It's over, it's over.

Her best friend has been completely obsessed with Sir Ryan's masculine charm.

"Yes, Miss Agatha, I have to go back to the Sword Bearer Branch tonight to check some information." Ryan said apologetically.

"This is really a pity. I wanted to ask Mr. Ryan some questions tonight." Agatha said with a blushing face.

Jenny had nothing to say to her bestie.

Are you asking questions?

You are delivering to the door!

At the same time.

In a study room on the third floor of the Axon Auction House.

Hamis was sitting opposite Viscount Fabien.

"So, Hamis, even you can't be sure now whether the ancient troll fang is in the hands of this sword bearer?" Fabien said with dissatisfaction.

"Yes, Mr. Fabien, I'm very sorry." Hamis nodded and said.

"It seems that I have to trouble Lord Horton to perform prophecy again. I have to find time to visit him these days." Fabien frowned and murmured.

In the evening.

Sword Bearer Branch, library.

"Hello, sir, how can I help you?" A beautiful young employee saw Ryan coming forward, stood up and bowed.

"Help me look up information about trolls, um, or ancient trolls." Ryan said, and took the bronze badge to the other party.

"Okay, sir! Please wait a moment." The girl took it respectfully with both hands and began to search quickly.

"Is it a book about trolls or ancient trolls?"

"Yes!"

"I found it, sir, there are two ancient books related to trolls, namely "The Evolution of Trolls" and "Ancient Races of Trolls"."

"Both books are borrowed."

"Okay, sir, the total borrowing price is 20 merit points."

"Since the sources of these two books are ancient materials copied from the Imperial Library, according to regulations, you can only read them in the Sword Bearer Branch, and you need to return them within one month." The girl said apologetically.

"Okay, thank you!" Ryan nodded.

After returning to the room, Ryan looked through them carefully.

"In some remote areas of the empire, even outside the borders, there are still some forest troll clans left."

"But it is not clear whether there are other types of trolls."

Ryan first looked through "The Evolution of Trolls", which contained some general descriptions, but he was actually most concerned about the fangs.

So, he put "The Evolution of Trolls" aside for the time being and quickly looked through "The Ancient Races: Trolls".

"The average height of ancient trolls is more than 2.5 meters, which is far higher than the height of the remaining forest trolls of about 2.2 meters. The height of females will be slightly shorter, about 2 meters."

"In addition, even within the same clan, there will still be some scattered trolls, and there are powerful trolls that are far larger than ordinary clan members."

Renn glanced at the illustration and found that the male troll's tusks were protruding like a wild boar. The taller he was, the longer his tusks were. In addition, he had a long nose similar to Pinocchio. His appearance was completely beyond human aesthetics.

But the same can’t be said for female trolls.

The fangs on their lower jaws are like slightly longer fangs of humans, with their lips slightly exposed, similar to what is usually called small tiger teeth. They look a bit playful, and their facial features are also similar to human women. The overall feeling is quite in line with the aesthetics of human men. .

"It is said that the fangs of trolls have special power. The more powerful the troll warrior is, the more obvious this power is on the fangs."

"During the reign of the ancient troll empire, many tribes of primitive humans worshiped and sacrificed the fangs of powerful dead troll warriors and borrowed the magical power contained in them."

Renn watched with great interest.

Although what is written in the ancient books is still unclear, it roughly outlines some vague internal logic, that is, why the ancient troll fangs prompted him to change his profession to beast sacrifice (legend).

"As expected, at least there is no influence of evil gods in it."

"This should be some kind of strange ability derived from ancient races."

For several days.

Renn spent his time in the general courses and the rapids room step by step, almost living a two-point and one-line life.

It's a pity that the other two core skills of Beast Sacrifice (Legendary) have little chance to be used.

But this morning, the above evaluation of Rennes’ handling of this emergency came out.

Three bronze medals, plus a disposal evaluation of 800 merit points.

Barnes’ prediction was spot on!

However, this cannot be finally claimed until the job assignment is settled.

The resume of three bronze medals is enough to advance Ren's emblem level from bronze to silver.

This also means that Renne will be able to take on silver-level missions immediately.

It's not far away from receiving the gold medal.

late at night.

Goldsmiths Church, Meister County.

A man in black robes with several burning black flame symbols on his collar and cuffs walked into the church. At this moment, there were already seven or eight black flame monks in the same clothes waiting in the church.

"Special envoy, the bone staff has been placed."

"Very well, let's start with this town first!"

"Hmph! The Dragon Empire thinks that our Black Flame Church has been frightened because it has eliminated one of our cults. It's really stupid!"

"Starting today, let this decaying empire be completely shaken!"

"Sir Special Envoy, if we do this, will it arouse the wrath of the Dragon Empire and lead to a full-scale siege? I am not afraid, but I am worried about delaying the recovery of the god." A black flame monk seemed to be hesitant and said. .

The middle-aged man known as the special envoy showed a strange smile: "Of course, it's just that"

"The Dragon Empire will no longer have the energy."

"Because, this time we are not the only ones!"

A few minutes later.

A group of Black Flame monks formed a circle, and the chanting in the church also sounded!

"Great God of Hunting, please witness the meager sacrifice your humble servant is about to offer to welcome your return!"

Goldsmith Town Administration Hall.

Hamilton woke up suddenly in the lounge. He suddenly felt a heart palpitation just now!

After he got up, he vaguely heard singing from the church!

"It's so late, how can someone still be praying?" Hamilton frowned, thinking, and the next second, his expression changed drastically.

"not good!"

Hamilton understood what was happening immediately, picked up the sword and shield beside him, and rushed out of the room.

But when he rushed out of the administration hall with a team of elite night watchmen, he saw a faint bloody mist lingering strangely over the entire Goldsmith Town.

Before they could rush to the church, the night watchmen beside Hamilton screamed!

"I have a nosebleed!"

"Look at the blood floating."

The night watchmen watched in horror as their own blood came out of their nostrils and eyes.

No matter how hard I try, I can’t cover it up!

The blood is like a stream flowing into the sea, converging towards the church from mid-air.

Hamilton's pupils shrank!

He immediately planned to retreat first, but when he suddenly turned around, he found that there were two men in black robes in front and behind him.

"Hey, I didn't expect there was another fish that slipped through the net."

"And he's also a senior knight. Judging by his attire, he should be the sheriff of this town. Just so, with you, the whole town is almost complete."

A few minutes later, with a familiar roar!

The entire Goldshire was at peace.

Deathly silence!

And under the same moonlight.

Meist County, fishing port town.

"Wow!"

Along the coast, waves beat against the rocks rhythmically.

Suddenly, several strange-looking tall humanoid creatures emerged from the sea and quickly glided ashore from the water.

They looked like the heads of miniature dragons. Not only did they have ring-shaped and strip-shaped fins, but they also had multiple thick beards on their chins that looked like catfishes. Their lower bodies looked like big snakes, and their upper bodies looked like humans, covered in scales.

These monsters were at least two and a half meters tall, holding tridents and strong auras.

It is certain that these are definitely not fishmen!

Although they moved in a zigzag shape, their speed was extremely fast.

When they rushed into the fishing port town, screams soon resounded through the night sky!

The next morning.

When Ryan walked out of the room and planned to go to the lobby of the new building of the Sword Bearer Branch to attend general education courses, many griffins on the training ground, one after another, quickly took off and flew towards the southeast with a cry!

"Huh? What's going on? All the griffins are dispatched at once." Ryan looked puzzled.

Before he could figure it out, suddenly another team of griffins quickly broke through the sky in the sky.

"Is this the Griffin Squadron of Munster?"

Ryan could vaguely see that on the back of the leading griffin was Viscount Felke, who was wearing light gold knight armor.

At this time, the red-haired beauty Evelyn came anxiously from one end of the corridor and said to Ryan anxiously: "Sir Ryan, something big has happened in Mayest County!"