Chapter 44: The Devil's Palpitation

  【XP+2】

  【XP+2】

  ……

  Five white light balls floated out of the bodies of those five bandits and flew into Dean's body - it was clear that as Xibul's confidants, they were not without power, at least much better than the bandits Dean had killed before who could only provide [XP+1], or even no experience at all.

  After gaining experience from these five Seabury henchmen, combined with the previous bandits he had taken out, Dean's remaining experience once again reached [XP: 20].

  Dean didn't hesitate and directly opened the character panel——

  Cold weapon (Sword/Hammer/Spear) Lv2→Lv3

  【Cold Weapon (Sword/Mace/Spear) Lv3: In the military camp, every warrior receives training in applicable weapons; Effect: In combat, when using a sword/mace/spear as a weapon, Strength and Agility gain +0.15 judgment.】

  The level of the skill 【Cold Weapon (Sword/Mace/Spear)】 has increased, causing Dean's current strength and agility attributes to increase by 0.05 again; although it seems very small, the change in attributes is the most direct, even if it's only 0.01 - in fact, this is why Dean chose 【Cold Weapon (Sword/Mace/Spear)】 as the skill to upgrade instead of 【Basic Swordsmanship】, for the sake of these attribute points.

  What about the application skill "Military Swordsmanship (Jade)"?

  If he had enough skill points, Dean would have chosen 【Military Swordsmanship】, but unfortunately, the experience value of applying skills at the same level is more than twice that of basic skills, making Dean powerless at this moment.

  However, Dean's long sword swung out at this moment was even more swift and powerful, which was an undeniable fact.

  As Dein's enemy, Sybil can feel even more - the half-barbarian bandit leader with another sword wound on his body, urging those ordinary bandits in an even angrier tone: "You bunch of trash, come on, take him down!"

  At the same time, Siebel himself retreated a few steps back and opened up a relatively safe distance with Dean.

  It is clear that, as a half-barbarian, Siebel did not fight to the death like true barbarians - of course, apart from blood ties, this was not the real reason he was not accepted by the barbarian tribes.

  As for the real reason?

  Hmph!

  Xue Bu's long sword chopped off the head of one of his subordinates without any hindrance, and he held up the head, shouting: "This is the fate of a coward!"

  The robbers looked at the head in their leader's hand and then looked again at Dean who was rushing up.

  In the end, they chose the stranger who looked easier to handle, Dean, over their own notorious leader.

  About twenty robbers, wielding various weapons, closed in on Dean - although these robbers were much weaker than the previous ones, their numerical advantage finally came into play at this time.

  Within the already small stronghold, after Dein slaughtered four more bandits, he was completely surrounded.

  "You're damned, I'll make you understand, messing with me Xibul is your biggest mistake!"

  The half-barbarian bandit leader stood outside the encircled crowd of his subordinates, laughed loudly, and then swung his hand forcefully: "Take him down for me!"

  It was clear that the two previous encounters had already made him understand that he had no way to deal with this quick and agile guy.

  So, although he had assigned his subordinates, Siebel himself did not move at all.

  He watched as his opponent was hacked to pieces, and even when Dean came charging at him in a frenzy, he responded with an even louder sneer, mocking Dean's overconfidence.

  After all, there is an insurmountable barrier between them.

  Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

  Just as the half-barbarian bandit leader was about to savor the dying struggles of the guy who had taken out several of his good hands, a burst of arrow-shooting sounds shattered his fantasy.

  The robbers who had just formed a circle were like targets, with arrows stuck in them.

  It was almost instantaneous, and this encirclement collapsed.

  Deane had a clear path ahead of him, while Cybil was shocked and disbelieving.

  Ding certainly wouldn't let go of such an opportunity, and under the dual boost of his soon-to-expire 【Military Swordsmanship Lv2 (Jade)】and 【Cold Weaponry (Sword/Mace/Spear) Lv3】, he slid past his opponent with his entire body, his longsword flashing a streak of silver light in the night sky.

  Pfft!

  The skull of the half-barbarian bandit leader shot up under the pressure of the chest cavity.

  Declaring the end of this brief battle.

  Yes, very brief.

  After all, the blessing of 【Military Swordsmanship Lv2 (Jade)】 has just ended.

  However, although brief, it was enough to make one's emotions surge and even tremble with excitement - this state is the rightful posture of a victor after battle; however, Dean apparently needed these young people to have an even fresher memory of victory.

  So, looking at the young subordinates walking out from behind the fence, Dean waved his hand with a comforting tone: "Sweeping the battlefield, everyone did a great job! Check the number of arrows that hit their mark, whoever hits the most will receive my reward!"

  As he spoke, Dean rummaged through the dead half-breed bandit leader's clothes and pulled out his pouch of gold coins. After a quick glance at the meager amount, he plucked one out and held it up between his fingers - undoubtedly, Dean had done well, and the young people became even more fervent in an instant.

  They rushed towards the corpses of those bandits.

  Even his own disgust and fear of corpses were all gone, which was another intention of Dean's.

  After all, it's a golden opportunity for them to secure a good life.

  What about the remaining Kimpton in the wallet?

  Young people can't even hope for it, because as the leader of the Knights and the one who beheaded their leader, Dean should have gotten everything.

  It's already a rare generosity to be able to take out some and share it with them.

  Even if it's just one person who can get it, it's still the same.

  After all, for the excellent ones, everyone else is convinced.

  But in the end, it was somewhat unexpected for Dean, and the one who got the Golden Putton award was not his expected Silen or Aike who performed well, but Chad who had gone back to report to him.

  It's clear that apart from being fast and having good endurance, this young man has quite impressive archery skills.

  "Good job, Chad!"

  Dean didn't renege, and wasn't stingy with his praise either. A slight thumbs up, and in the crisp sound, Kimpton drew a beautiful arc, landing in Chad's hand.

  "Yes, yes! Thank you, thank you, Captain!"

  The young man who undoubtedly got the greatest wealth in his life looked a bit incoherent.

  The young people around immediately burst into kindly laughter.

  "Aik, you take your people and start cleaning up the battlefield. Cut off the heads of these guys and bury their bodies - that's your achievement, you can get a reward from Baron-sama, don't waste it!" Looking at the young men's embarrassed expressions, Dean reminded them, and such a reminder was naturally effective, the young men immediately began to rub their fists and palms together. For the eldest son of a hunter family, seeing bloodshed wasn't something rare, in fact, when they were eight or nine years old, they had already been helping their father and uncles deal with the hunted animals."

  It's just that they can't bring themselves to harm others, and it's only because of their kind nature that makes them unable to accept the idea of harming their own kind.

  However, under Dean's kind reminder, they apparently remembered that their family needed the money even more, and such money could make their parents' burden a little lighter - poor children have to take care of themselves early, and hunters who make a living in Thiel territory are not easy.

  "Xilun, take your people and be on guard, I don't want some unfriendly guys showing up;"

  With a glance at all the restless young people, Dean ordered again. When he saw the reluctant look of the young man who was on guard, he had to add: "Don't worry, your battle achievements belong to you, no one will take credit for them; after all, don't you recognize the arrows on their bodies?"

  In order to avoid disputes while hunting, it has long been the custom for each hunter to mark his arrows, and those purchased from these hunters would naturally have similar marks.

  And after hearing Dean's words, the young people who were on guard finally left with peace of mind - just as Dean said, their childhood companions and friends would never take credit for someone else's achievements.

  "Aik, help me carry Sibyl's body inside, I need to deal with the armor on him!"

  Deen stood there, pointing at the corpse of a half-barbarian bandit leader not far away.

  "Alright, Captain!"

  The thin and weak militia captain immediately went over with two militiamen, carrying the corpse of the half-barbarian bandit leader into a nearby cave.

  During this time, no one had any doubts.

  After all, everyone is aware of the value of armor, and this is Diene's spoils of war. They had previously taken out a golden button, and they were already extremely grateful.

  "These materials also need to be sorted and handled - we're not so generous as to let them get moldy here!"

  Dean pointed to the scattered food and other materials on the ground, and then the thin militia captain immediately called two people again to start celebrating the supplies.

  Dein was crouching in front of Siebel's corpse, looking left and right with a meticulous expression - any militiaman would think that their commander was considering how to remove the deformed armor.

  But only Dean understood why he was looking.

  Because, the 【Devil's Blood Dagger】, which had been hidden in his bosom all along, began to stir.

  PS has been scheduled ~~ decadent seeking protection ah ~~ rolling on the ground seeking protection ah ~~