Chapter 60 'Plate Armor' and the Future 'Poison Sword Saint'?
"Damn, you noble sons fight among yourselves, so what? Can you win by killing me?"
"Or am I just a chicken in your eyes, killing a chicken to scare the monkeys? Or an ant? Just wipe it out?"
"Fuck! It turns out that weakness is the original sin!"
Hamilton glanced at Ryan, whose face was as gloomy as water. Although he didn't know who or what force Ryan had offended.
But there was one thing he was still very confused about, why didn't Ryan go to his 'teacher' Perez for advice.
Maybe it was because he was his boss?
"Ryan, when your own strength is still relatively weak, don't rush to fight back. After you strengthen your strength, you will naturally have a chance."
Ryan nodded, his face slightly relieved.
Damn, although he also wanted to take revenge overnight and go out to kill the mastermind behind the scenes.
But his strength didn't allow it!
So, he could only use 'A gentleman's revenge is never too late' to motivate himself.
"But ten years is too long."
"We should seize every moment, that's what young people should do!"
Thinking of this, Ryan looked up and asked:
"Lord Hamilton, do you have any better way to deal with assassination?"
Obviously, if the other party fails once, according to Ryan's understanding of the nobles' character, there will most likely be another time.
Hamilton frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said: "In addition to improving one's own strength, strengthening defense may be a better way to deal with assassins' attacks."
"By the way, I have a plate armor here, maybe you can use it."
"Plate armor?"
Ryan looked puzzled.
Hamilton stood up and motioned Ryan to follow him. The two came to the small compartment behind his office again.
It turned out that in addition to the sword rack, there was also a large coat rack against the wall in the compartment.
The last time Ryan came, he was attracted by the various long swords on the sword rack and automatically ignored it.
Hamilton took off a cotton tunic and handed it to Ryan.
As soon as Ryan got it, he lifted it with a little surprise. He found that this cotton tunic was quite heavy, about 20 to 30 pounds. Obviously, there was a secret inside.
Sure enough, on the front and back of the clothes, Ryan could easily feel that there were hard strips of metal plates with a width of two fingers stuffed between the lining and the outer garment.
In addition, there were no metal plates on the arms, as if to reduce weight.
Ryan opened it and took a look, and then he completely understood the concept of "plate armor".
This kind of armor is not a plate armor in the strict sense. Its outer surface is cotton cloth, and more than ten vertically arranged strips of metal plates are installed inside.
These strips of metal plates are stacked on each other and connected to the inner lining of the cotton coat with horizontally arranged rivets.
So, from the outside, it is not much different from a cotton coat, but the essence is completely different.
"With this plate armor, it is relatively easier to resist ordinary assassinations." Hamilton gestured to Ryan to put it on directly.
After Ryan put on the heavy "plate armor", his sense of security was completely raised to a higher level.
If he met the assassin like last time, and the opponent stabbed his chest or abdomen with a dagger, Ryan would almost dare to take it hard, and then directly use a ruthless move.
"For the cost of this "plate armor", Lord Hamilton, I only have 18 imperial gold coins in my hand, and I will make up for it later." Ryan took out a small cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Hamilton.
This was the money bag from the assassin.
It originally contained eight gold coins and a lot of silver coins, plus the ten gold coins allocated to Ryan for exterminating the fishmen, which was almost 18 gold coins in total.
Hamilton waved his hand and said, "Ryan, you are a member of the Night Watch, and I am your boss. This may be one of the few things I can do."
Ryan left Hamilton's office again, with an extra plate armor on his body.
Of course, there were also a pile of bottles and jars and black daggers, which Ryan also took back.
In addition, Ryan used a quill pen to mark the names of the poisons and antidotes according to what Mr. Abel had read out before, such as wounding poison, fatal poison, paralysis poison, etc.
Ryan found that this wave of poisons and antidotes he had obtained was the biggest gain today.
Although poisoning was not fair, saving lives was always the first priority.
"Noble is the epitaph of the noble, mean is the passport of the mean."
Ryan deeply agrees!
Ryan thought very clearly, no matter noble or mean, the key is to survive first.
So, when the enemy poisons, it is a bit stupid to be swayed by nobility.
After returning, he plans to study the properties of the poison again, such as getting some small animals to test the duration.
Then apply a little on the fine steel sword.
Such a long blade is more expensive to poison?
Anyway, these poisons are equivalent to picking them up, what's the harm of wasting a little!
If it is really useful, maybe he will consider keeping it on hand.
In his previous life, he had heard of something called "Lime Martial Saint", so it sounds like he would be a "Poison Sword Saint" in this world.
Thinking of this, Ryan remembered that he had not read the system prompts during the previous battle.
Immediately, Ryan calmed down and checked:
[Your skill Giant Bear Swordsmanship has been improved, experience value +101]
[You have experienced a battle, night watchman professional experience value +55]
Good guy!
The progress bar of Giant Bear Swordsmanship jumped up a lot, from lv3 (398/500) to lv3 (499/500), and it was only 1 point away from upgrading directly.
In addition, the occupation level of the Night Watchman also increased significantly, reaching lv2 (207/300).
After a little thought, Ryan turned into the woods beside, found a deserted place, and "swish" practiced Giant Bear Swordsmanship!
After a while, Ryan showed a smile on his face.
The system prompt came:
[You have trained in Giant Bear Swordsmanship, and your understanding of it has improved! ]
[Your skill Giant Bear Swordsmanship has been improved, and the experience value is +1]
Suddenly, Giant Bear Swordsmanship went directly from lv3 (499/500) to lv4 (0/1000).
A series of scattered Giant Bear Swordsmanship training memory fragments began to be injected into Ryan's mind. These training memories were quickly absorbed and mastered by Ryan and implanted into muscle memory.
At this point, Ryan had a further understanding of Giant Bear Swordsmanship!
When Ryan got home, it was past dinner time.
But as soon as he opened the door, he saw his mother who had been waiting at the dining table.
"Why are you so late? I heard someone say you were on a mission today?" His mother walked up to him and took the pie from Ryan's hand.
"Yes, it went pretty smoothly."
"Really?" His mother looked at Ryan suspiciously. She clearly remembered that Ryan was not wearing this outfit, so why did he change into a different outfit now?
"Your clothes?" His mother pointed at the clothes on Ryan's body and said.
"Huh?" Ryan lowered his head and saw why his mother found something wrong.
"Oh, this is the 'plate armor' that the sheriff gave me."
"Just right, you can rest assured."
Ryan smiled and patted the plate armor hard, making a dull 'bang bang' sound.
"Hey, there is such clothes?"
His mother walked up to touch it and found the difference of this clothes, and she couldn't help showing a surprised expression on her face.
"So, you don't have to worry about me when I go out on a mission in the future."
Ryan took the opportunity to comfort his mother.
After a quick dinner, Ryan returned to his room and began to count his gains.
(End of this chapter)
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