Right after Jason’s reply was voiced, an outburst of warmth spilled from his stomach. They became many little light spots. They were like fireflies and were also like starlight. Then, amid these light spots, characters were born. Graphical Reiterations! These Graphical Reiterations, that were just born, began absorbing the light spots. When the light spots completely disappeared, only three groups of characters remained. Right before Jason’s eyes, they radiated a sparkling brilliance. Then, they integrated themselves into Jason’s body. When they arrived, it was through his stomach. This word, affixed with a special meaning, cause Jason to freeze momentarily. He lifted his hand and placed it on his chest. He could feel his heart, nestled within his chest cavity, beating strongly. He could feel that the scene that happened just a moment ago was not solely a so-called increase in attributes. It was more like a fundamental change. That was a kind of powerful beginning! At the very beginning, and during the present, it might not be that significantly conspicuous. But, when it came to the point in time where a certain degree was reached, naturally some qualitative changes would happen. But that would take a very long time. While thinking about this, Jason’s gaze shifted down to look at the introduction to [Protection from Evil (novice)]. "The secret skill of a night watchman? Or, in other words, one must fully master the [Protection from Evil] before he could be considered a night watchman?” And, linking this back to the message “that teacher of his” had left behind, such speculation could almost be a certainty. But some notes that were appended next did not allow Jason to ascertain what he had speculated. "Below the blade level?” "And this represents the monster level?” "If a certain monster can be eliminated with a blade, then it will be of the blade level. Then below blade level…” Uncertain speculation, as well as a description of “below blade level”, made Jason extremely insecure. It was almost subconsciously that he looked at what was required of him to rise to the next level of the [Protection from Evil]. [Level up of Protection from Evil (novice → advanced beginner), 6 Satiety points required.] This was a number that fell within expectations. "There’s still 1 Satiety point left. I need even more Satiety!” "But the grizzly hounds did not cease to exist after the witch-hunt incident. On the contrary, as they were easier to breed and rear, an increasing number of witches and wizards kept them as guard dogs to protect their properties. Of course, their role was mainly to carry out hunting activities. After all, that was their job. Crossbreeding of grizzly hounds and ordinary species of hounds had once appeared in Encore, with the resulting species inheriting the strength of the grizzly hounds, as well as the loyalty and intelligence of the ordinary hounds. This species was well-liked by high-ranking figures and was tagged with an extremely high price (never seen the real thing, these were based on rumors). Unlike how he had to stumble his way through previously, Jason easily translated the entire text this time. Then he read through the text in this notebook, again. He hoped to find some skill that was similar to [Protection from Evil]. Unfortunately, the entire notebook only mentioned one skill, the [Protection from Evil]. The rest were all introductions of monsters. "Similar techniques should not be so commonly seen.” “that teacher of mine” who feels that I won’t be able to master that much.” Jason thought as he carefully placed the notebook that his “teacher” had given him in the inner pocket of his jacket, right beside his heart. Two accidental rescues that he had not expected to receive were enough to make him understand that this was not a simple notebook. It was much more than it seemed. Though he had already gained the knowledge that he most wanted to obtain, keeping the book as a “breastplate” was still much better than putting it on a shelf and allowing it to eventually be forgotten. The next thing Jason did was to begin checking his arms and ammunition. After he was certain that there were no problems, he walked out of the room. There would not be any food sent to his doorstep should he choose to stay in the room. If he wanted to eat, naturally, he would need to go hunting. Of course, there was still one matter that was even more pressing. Bondy, who was previously standing in the “Moon Mask” Club with him. He had been targeted. The possibility of Bondy being targeted was extremely high as well. Jason would not disregard the other party’s death. After all, the cooperation between both sides had been quite pleasant. He did not want a sudden replacement. Bondy had just returned from places like Croaker Mine and Bottomline Vault Street. He could not help heaving a sigh of relief as he sat in the carriage. This was because, in those places, there were no occurrences of bizarre changes that were similar to that of the Even Bondy, who was a very experienced sheriff, could not help feeling the shudders coming from deep within his heart as he recalled the scene from earlier on. He had never encountered such a situation. Upon comparison, even the monsters seemed to become much more adorable. Of course, this was also nothing more than a comparison. If he had to face those monsters, Bondy would not hesitate to pull out his gun and shoot the other party. "Monsters, moving corpses… When did Rhode become ?” Bondy asked himself these questions. Then, with a wry smile, he shook his head. He did not know the answer. He only knew that he should fulfill his responsibility as a sheriff, which was to protect the civilians, as well as to safeguard Rhode. Join the discussion! Login to share your thoughts and connect with other readers. No comments yet. Be the first to comment!