The wizard starts by trimming the donkey's hooves

"Made, you aristocratic heirs will fight among themselves. Will killing me seal the victory or what?"

"Or am I just a chicken in your eyes, killing the chicken to scare the monkeys? Or am I an ant? Just erase it?"

"Fuck! It turns out that being weak is the original sin!"

Hamilton glanced at Renne, whose face was as dark as water, although he didn't know who or what force Renne had provoked.

But one thing he was still confused about was why Renn didn't go to his 'teacher' Perez for advice.

Maybe it's because he is his boss?

"Ren, when your strength is still relatively weak, don't rush to counterattack. After you strengthen your strength, you will naturally have opportunities."

Ren nodded, his expression brightening slightly.

Mad, although he also wanted revenge, he went out and killed the person behind the scenes.

But my strength doesn’t allow it!

Therefore, I can only use "it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge" to motivate myself.

"But ten years is too long."

"Seize the day and night, and you are the young people of our generation!"

Thinking of this, Renn raised his head and asked:

"Sir Hamilton, do you have any better way to deal with the assassination?"

Obviously, if the other party fails once, according to Ren's understanding of the aristocratic character, there will probably be another time.

Hamilton frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said: "In order to deal with the assassin's attack, in addition to improving one's own strength, strengthening defense may be a better way to deal with it."

"By the way, I have a plate armor here, maybe you can use it."

"Plate armor?"

Renn looked confused.

Hamilton stood up and motioned for Renne to follow, and the two came to the small cubicle behind his office again.

It turns out that in addition to the sword rack, there is also a large coat rack against the wall.

The last time Ren came here, he was attracted by the various long swords on the sword rack and automatically ignored them.

Hamilton took off a tunic that looked like cotton and handed it to Wren.

As soon as Ren received it, he lifted it up in surprise. He found that this cotton tunic was quite heavy, weighing about twenty or thirty pounds. Obviously, it contained a secret.

Sure enough, on the front and back of the clothes, Ren could easily feel that there were hard, two-finger-width strip metal plates stuffed between the lining and the outer coat.

In addition, it seems that there are no metal plates placed on the two arms to reduce weight.

Ren opened it and took a look, and finally understood the concept of 'plate armor'.

This kind of armor is not plate armor in the strict sense. It is made of cotton on the outside and has more than a dozen vertically arranged strip metal plates installed on the inside.

These strips of metal are stacked on top of each other and connected to the inner lining of the cotton coat with horizontally arranged rivets.

Therefore, from the outside, this is not much different from a cotton coat, but the essence is completely different.

"With this plate armor, it is relatively easy to resist ordinary assassinations." Hamilton motioned to Renne to put it on directly.

After Renn put on the heavy 'plate armor', his sense of security completely rose to a new level.

If he encounters an assassin like last time again, and the opponent stabs his chest or abdomen with a dagger, Renn will almost dare to take it hard, and then he will directly strike hard.

"For the cost of this 'plate armor', Lord Hamilton, I only have eighteen imperial gold coins in my hand. I will make up for it later." Renn took out a small cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Hamilton.

This is exactly what comes from the Assassin's purse.

It originally contained eight gold coins and many silver coins, plus the ten gold coins allocated by Ren when he killed the fishmen, the total was almost eighteen gold coins.

Hamilton waved his hand and said: "Ren, as a member of the Night Watch, and I am your boss, this may be one of the few things I can do."

Renne left Hamilton's office again with an extra plate armor on him.

Of course, there were also the piles of bottles and black daggers, and Renn also took them back.

In addition, based on what Mr. Abel had read before, Renn used a quill to mark the names of these poisons and antidotes, such as wounding poisons, fatal poisons, paralyzing poisons, etc.

Ren found that the wave of poisons and antidotes he had harvested was his biggest gain today.

As for poisoning, although it's not fair and aboveboard, saving your life always comes first.

"Nobility is the epitaph of the noble, and despicability is the passport of the despicable."

Renn thinks so!

Renn thought very clearly, no matter noble or despicable, surviving first is the most important thing.

Therefore, it would be a bit foolish to still be swayed by nobleness when the enemy poisons you.

After returning, he planned to study the properties of the poison, such as testing its duration on small animals.

Then put a little on the stainless steel sword.

With such a long blade, it costs more poison?

Anyway, these poisons are just picked up, so what does it matter if you waste a little!

If it's really useful, maybe he'll consider keeping it on a regular basis.

He had heard of the 'Lime Martial Saint' in his previous life, so it seemed good to be a 'Poison Sword Saint' in this world.

Thinking of this, Renn remembered that he had never read the system prompts during the previous battle.

Immediately, Renn calmed down and checked:

[Your skill Giant Bear Swordsmanship has been improved, experience value +101]

[You have experienced a battle, and the Night Watch professional experience value +55]

Good guy!

The progress bar of the Giant Bear Swordsmanship jumped a lot, from lv3 (398/500) to lv3 (499/500), just 1 point away from being directly upgraded.

In addition, the night watchman's professional level has also increased significantly, reaching lv2 (207/300).

After thinking for a moment, Renn turned into a nearby forest, found a deserted place, and started practicing the giant bear swordsmanship!

After leaning a little, a smile appeared on Ren's face.

The system prompts:

[You have trained in giant bear swordsmanship, and your relevant understanding has improved! 】

[Your skill Giant Bear Swordsmanship has been improved, and your experience value +1]

Suddenly, the giant bear swordsmanship went directly from lv3 (499/500) to lv4 (0/1000).

Scattered memory fragments of giant bear swordsmanship training began to pour into Ren's mind. These training memories were quickly absorbed and mastered by Ren, and implanted into his muscle memory.

At this point, Renn has further understanding of the giant bear swordsmanship!

By the time Ren arrived home, it was already past dinner time.

But as soon as he opened the door, Ren saw his mother who had been waiting at the dinner table.

"Why so late? I heard a message today that you were out on a mission?" Mother stepped forward and took the pie from Ren's hand.

"Yes, it went quite smoothly."

"Really?" Mother glanced at Renn suspiciously. She clearly remembered that Renn was wearing something different, so why did he change his clothes now?

"What are you wearing?" Mother pointed at Ren's clothes and asked.

"Huh?" Renn lowered his head and took a look, then he realized why his mother noticed something was wrong.

"Oh, this is the 'plate armor' given to me by the Sheriff."

"That's right, you can rest assured."

Ren smiled and patted the plate armor hard, making a dull 'bang bang' sound.

"Hey, do you still have clothes like this?"

When my mother stepped forward and touched it, she discovered the difference in this dress, and she couldn't help showing a surprised expression on her face.

"So, you don't have to worry all the time when I go out on missions."

Ren took the opportunity to comfort his mother.

After taking a random bite of dinner, Ren returned to his room and began to count the harvest.