Chapter 67 Changes outside the church

Time always passes very quickly when people are concentrating. When Crown finished his practice due to hunger, the sun was already setting.

Glancing at the golden wall, he found that after more than two hours of non-stop training, his fire breath proficiency had increased by fourteen points.

He has acquired many skills and has drawn a curve for his proficiency growth, which is roughly a downward-opening parabola.

The initial stage of learning or advancing a skill will not lead to a rapid increase in proficiency.

Because the body's condition at this time cannot adapt to the new training method, after a period of adjustment and understanding, the increase in proficiency will enter a period of explosive growth.

When the burst period reaches a peak, it will slowly decline again. The last few proficiency levels in skill advancement are relatively the most difficult to acquire.

This rule is particularly evident in combat skills, while it is relatively easier to upgrade knowledge skills.

Crown estimated that after the proficiency of the breathing technique reached three or four hundred, there would be a period of rapid growth. There was no need to worry if the progress was not fast enough at the beginning.

After thinking about the training for a while, he walked towards Nick who was standing at the edge of the field.

He had already noticed when the opponent stopped here twenty minutes ago, but his condition was at its best at that time and the opponent did not stop him, so he just insisted on training.

"Come with me to the square. Seeing that you are not in the study, I guess you have finished reading all the books, right?"

The priest looked a little worried, but his tone was very kind.

"Yes, after reading books for so many days, I feel rusty. It's a good opportunity to practice breathing techniques. Are you still worried about those pagans?"

"The evil creature created by refining flesh and blood has not come to harass or attack us. It has been very quiet these past few days. Considering the evil creature's desire for the flesh and blood of living beings, this is very abnormal."

Clown nodded slightly. After cramming on supernatural knowledge over the past few days, he fully understood the habits of the monsters created by this forbidden evil magic.

Fresh flesh and the terrified wails of dying creatures are its favorite delicacies, especially emotional creatures like humans.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Then wait for me for a moment. I'll take a shower and change into clean clothes before coming over."

"Go quickly and come back soon." Nick handed over a small leather bag. "Use this to replenish your energy. Ordinary food is not nutritious enough for a warrior. You need to eat a lot to replenish enough nutrition. It's a waste of time."

He took the item and opened it. It was five bottles of No. 2 Holy Water. "Isn't that a bit of a waste?"

Holy water is now being stored as a strategic resource. Knowing how stingy the priest is, he would never use such a resource to replenish people's strength unless it is absolutely necessary.

Nick grinned: "The production of holy water has greatly increased in recent days. If these resources can speed up the growth of our profession, it is natural to use some of them."

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Crown returned to his room, took a quick shower, and changed into clean clothes.

He returned to the training ground and walked out of the church with Nick. When he arrived at the square, he found that it had changed drastically.

This place can no longer be called a square. Many wooden houses have been built here and many people are busy doing carpentry work.

A simple wall was built around the house by driving wooden stakes.

The wall was about three meters high, and there was a wooden frame on the inside with wooden boards laid on it. When an adult stood on it, half of his body was just exposed.

In the middle is a gate covered with iron bars. On both sides of the gate, there are two wooden towers. A black oil lamp is hung on each tower.

He grinned and said, "This is a plan for long-term stationing. If we had these things during the last monster attack, more people would have survived."

Nick laughed: "It's just right now. If no one is killed or injured, many people won't feel the contrast and our efforts."

After pondering the priest's words, Crown found that it was true. Everything should be compared. Without experiencing the danger of being on the verge of death, most people would not know how to be grateful, but would take it for granted.

He pointed at the tower and asked, "Why do we need to hang up the oil lamp? Wouldn't it make us an obvious target at night?"

"It's used to dispel the gray fog. This is already the edge of the Holy Fire's illumination range. It's not safe enough at night."

"Don't oil lamps need to pray to gather the light of faith to dispel the gray fog? Can these ordinary people's prayers also work?"

The pure spirituality generated by his own transcendental prayers was still very weak, and he did not think that these mortals could charge this magical oil lamp.

"We added some holy water to it. Our townspeople are very pious now, so the holy water production is very high." Nick smiled sincerely from the bottom of his heart, "You can go up to the tower and take a look."

Holy water is really omnipotent! Clown thought as he flew forward. He was as light as a swallow and climbed up the four or five meter high tower in just a few steps.

The rooftop was only one meter square. A sturdy man holding a double-barreled shotgun was looking into the distance vigilantly. When he saw him coming up, he quickly bent down to make room for him: "Hello, Sir Knight."

He smiled and nodded, looking outside.

All the trees within a certain range outside the wall were cut down, and slanted wooden stakes were driven densely into the open space, leaving only a passage more than two meters wide with clear corners. The wooden stakes were also sharpened.

He looked around the square and saw that there were patrols in the tower and inside the wall.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

He jumped down from the tower and returned to the priest.

"How are the fortifications we built?"

"I think we'll have no problem dealing with those mutated beasts."

Nick's face became more serious. "Only the extraordinary can fight against the extraordinary. If there are evil things, we still have to rely on the few of us. Let's go back to the sanctuary. Tonight is a full moon night. We'd better not stay outside after the red moon rises."

As the two were talking, a "cooing" sound was heard. Crown looked up and saw a black dot in the sky approaching the church rapidly.

"The letter from the church has arrived, a few days later than expected. I'm going to the dovecot to get the letter. You go and tell Sheriff Hull to send more night patrols at night. He should be sleeping in the night watchman's hut now."

After the priest finished speaking, he quickly ran into the church.

Crown followed him to the night watchman's hut.

There was deafening snoring inside, and in the room outside there were two high and low wooden beds, leaving a narrow passage.

He glanced at the person on the bed, didn't find the target, and walked straight into the inner room.

The patrol captain was indeed lying here. He woke up the sleeping captain and told him Nick's instructions: "Captain Hull, the priest asked me to inform you to add more guards tonight."

Seeing that the other party still looked like he was not fully awake, he loudly repeated what he had just said again, fearing that the other party did not take it seriously enough, and explained:

"We must arrange more night watchmen. Tonight, the extraordinary people need to deal with the erosion of evil spirits. The priest and I will not take action unless it is absolutely necessary."

Hull was startled, all sleepiness disappeared, and he nodded in agreement quickly.

Seeing that he understood his current situation, Crown said goodbye and left: "Goodbye, may we always be bathed in the glory of the Lord of Fire."

After he walked out of the hut, the patrol captain roared from the room: "Everyone, get up. Everyone must join the night watch tonight. Yalu, go and notify the other members of the militia."

As Crown continued to move forward, a figure suddenly rushed out and blocked his way.

(End of this chapter)