Night Ranger

Leaving the Ridge Hotel with brisk steps, although there was a slightly depressing atmosphere in the river beach city in the evening, Marvin still felt like a fish in water.

He even instinctively made a stealthy move when he stepped into an alley and stepped into the shadows.

Those are some good habits that can help rogues be more stealthy when sneaking.

But the current Marvin is not only weak, but also not a professional, so naturally he can't activate the stealth skill.

Turning a corner, two young faces were paying today's proceeds to a strong man—Marvin recognized one of them, it was a second-level thief, these young thieves were stealing in the city, but all their proceeds had to be handed over To the gangsters who run them.

The strong man glanced at Marvin, as if he saw the noble badge on Marvin's sleeve, and said something cursing.

Marvin bowed his head and left quickly.

Now he is not qualified to cause trouble.

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River Beach City is a city-state under the rule of the Southern Wizarding Union. Like other cities, the church of the gods is struggling to develop here. But in recent years, the Silver Church has been an outlier. Not only have they established a firm foothold in River Beach City, but they have also faintly become the third largest force in River Beach City. This has something to do with the priesthood of the God of Silver. Although proud wizards always only believe in the greatest wizard god, Lance, and never care about other gods, no matter how proud wizards are, they still need money.

Since the fall of the God of Wealth, the God of Silver, as a deity with weak power, has also been favored by merchants, and the wizards who ruled Fernanda for an era are naturally no exception.

Marvin is well aware of the pissing nature of the Priest of the God of Silver. These guys are greedy for money. As long as they are paid enough, the few magic spells in a day will be consumed on you.

The priests of this church are also one of the few outliers who can buy divine healing with only silver coins.

It turned out that it wasn't that the boy didn't know these ways, it was just that he wanted to save some money, but in the end he saved himself to death. Marvin didn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

There is a pawn shop deep in the alley, the location is quite remote, but the reputation is not bad in memory.

The pawnshop owner was an old goblin with a pince-nez and a sly look. Seeing Marvin grinning, he was obviously a regular customer.

A string of fine pearl necklaces was exchanged for 150 silver coins under Marvin's efforts. In fact, according to his accounting skills, this string of necklaces is worth at least 300 silver coins in the market, and if Marvin wants to redeem For this necklace, at least 330 silver coins are needed.

The pawn shop is a profitable business. But Ma Wen has no objection to this. He is not strong enough now, and his negotiation skill is only a pitiful 19 points. There is no way to activate the extra effect to make the old goblin give more silver coins.

Hide a small money bag close to your body. The silver coins in this world are actually about the size of a thumbnail. One hundred and fifty sounds like a lot, and a small money bag can hold them.

After leaving the pawn shop, before the fever got worse, Marvin found the priest on duty of the Silver Temple.

After paying 80 silver coins, this seemingly simple and honest middle-aged priest was finally willing to show Marvin "the brilliance of the God of Silver".

A simple [disease removal] and [weak life treatment] made Marvin's fever disappear, and his health was restored to full.

"Your body is restored to health under the effect of the divine spell - the exorcism of disease!"

"Weakness Punishment All attributes are weakened by 70% and lifted!"

"Health recovery: 26/26!"

Marvin couldn't help but get a little excited with the waves of divine magic and the data flashing across his eyes.

That damned weakness penalty is finally gone!

The 26 points of health were restored to full, and he felt that his body strength was much stronger.

"You look very healthy now, young man." The priest of the God of Silver showed a trace of fatigue, and gave the order to evict the guest.

He is only the lowest level priest now, and he can only cast three divine spells a day, and each use of one will greatly consume his mind.

Marvin left quickly, but instead of returning to the Ritual Inn, he started his own plan!

Want to survive in this world!

You must have your own power. The invasion of the gods and the abyss is imminent, but what is imminent is the matter of the territory.

There is no way to get rid of the hundreds of gnolls without mobilizing the lord's guards in River Beach City. In this inexplicable gnoll attack, Marvin smelled a conspiracy.

In particular, such a soul-bound mission is impressively recorded in his mission panel:

【Take Back the Territory - Gnoll Invasion】

[Mission Description: In the summer of 297 in the Fourth Epoch Wizarding Calendar, your territory was invaded by jackals. You narrowly escaped death and wanted to seek help from the Lord of the Riverbank City, but the attitude of the city hall officials who kept pushing you back is suspicious. Perhaps your encounters in the city should alert you to the fact that you can't count on others but yourself. 】

[Task reward: 1000 general experience points]

[Task deadline: 29 days remaining]

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Soul binding means that unless you delete the account and start again, this task will always be with you. And Ma Wen obviously couldn't delete his account and commit suicide now.

I have to admit that the task rewards are quite generous, and the reward is 1000 points of general experience. General experience is the highest level of experience on the same level as killing experience, and can be assigned to any profession. 1000 points of general experience can upgrade a basic adventure job from level one to level three. In this world where it is quite difficult to gain experience, this can be described as a rocket-like upgrade speed.

The task description has clearly stated that this task may only be completed by one's own strength. If Marvin was still the weak and incompetent nobleman before, he would eventually be defeated. As he told Ana, he was going to make a change.

First of all, he cannot rely on the ordinary profession of nobleman to live, he must have a combat profession.

As a legendary player, Marvin had an idea long before he stepped out of the Ritual Horse Inn.

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River Beach City, business district, the back door of the Succubus Tavern.

A homeless man curled up pitifully in his sleeping bag, and begged the passers-by, "Give me some wine, even if it's watered down..."

He tried his best to raise his neck and sniffed frantically with his nose, as if it was very satisfying to be able to smell the alcohol on people passing by.

"Go away, old drunkard!"

A grumpy hooligan kicked the tramp, and the poor tramp rolled several steps with his sleeping bag in his arms.

People who walked through the back door burst into laughter.

They have no sympathy for it. This is the grayest area of ​​the business district, only two streets away from the slums. Various gangs are fighting fiercely here, and various profitable businesses are also secretly carried out underground: flesh trade, slaves, military weapons Selling... blah blah blah. There are very few good people gathered here.

The homeless man clutched his stomach and retracted his head into the sleeping bag in frustration.

After a group of people passed by, the alley became a little deserted.

However, when a burst of pure rum smelled in his nostrils, he still couldn't help but get his head out of the worn-out sleeping bag. It seemed that even if he suffered another vicious kick like just now, he wouldn't care.

All he had in his eyes was the bottle of wine that had just been opened.

"A bottle of ten silver coins, golden rum." A young voice sounded.

The tramp couldn't take his eyes off the bottle of golden rum, he could only tell from the voice that it was a very young guy.

"My lord, please do me a favor, give me some..." The tramp jumped up, trying to grab the bottle of rum.

However, Marvin had expected his reaction long ago. He took a big step to avoid it, looked at the homeless man with red eyes and said:

"If you want to get something, you have to give first."

The homeless man crawled out of the sleeping bag, and a stench filled the air. He kept swallowing his saliva and asked in a trembling voice, "What do you want?"

Marvin smiled and handed out a piece of written letter paper and a piece of bright red ink pad. This is a prop he prepared in advance.

To be honest, he is not sure whether this move will be successful, but this is the fastest way to get a job, and he also learned the shortcut from a close friend in the game.

In "Feinan Continent", it is not easy to get a job. First of all, you must be well-trained (meaning you have at least five career levels in the basic job [Civilian]), and then you must complete the job assignment task before you can get a job in a related job.

With Marvin's current situation, it would be too slow if he took the inauguration step by step like ordinary people.

He must try to take some shortcuts.

In order to take this shortcut, he even gave up his favorite and most familiar Tier 1 occupation [Rogue], and chose another occupation that was closer. Fortunately, in the final advancement of this profession, there is also the final profession [Dark Master], otherwise Marvin would never give up his best profession.

The homeless man took the letter paper, looked at it for a long time, and took out a dark object tremblingly.

"You made the right bet! This guy was indeed a high-level adventurer, at least a second-level adventurer!"

When Marvin saw the professional medal, he knew that his observation was correct. Although this homeless man seemed down and out, many inadvertent actions on his body revealed his former occupation.

For example, the action of curling up his sleeping bag is very similar to a very useful professional skill - [Hiding].

"I can't do this, my conscience won't allow me to do this!" The tramp struggled a bit.

Marvin smiled and said, "Of course you can."

After that, he handed the bottle of golden rum to the homeless man.

The tramp's breathing suddenly became thicker. He grabbed the black professional medal with all his strength, pressed the ink pad, and finally left a mark on the letter paper.

Above is a circle of holly leaves, with a name in the middle: Mark Xiuwen.

Marvin took the letter ecstatically, and the tramp drank the bottle of golden rum hungrily, and before he finished, Marvin hurried out of the alley.

Letters of recommendation have been received.

Inauguration task completed.

Half an hour later, when Marvin walked out of the Ranger Union, he had a sika deer medal on his chest.

This marks that he has successfully taken up the first-tier profession—【Ranger】.

At the same time, he also received a title with special effects.

【Newborn Ranger】

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