"Well, this is interesting~" A wicked smirk flaunted on the corners of Motan's mouth. Subconsciously tapping lightly on the short table in front of him, he mused, "I thought it'd be enough to collect some physical evidence along with the eyewitness account, but it's not that straightforward…"
As if driven by an incredible motivation, he quickly read through all the data of Dave. Sagel with an unusually serious demeanor over the next ten minutes. Afterward, he began to contemplate in silence.
After a while, he opened his eyes. He withdrew his slightly terrifying grin and casually pushed aside the material in front of him and began to inspect the small black leather pouch by his side.
[Intermediate Poison Package]
Quality: Excellent
Weight: 1.3kg
Contains: Paralysis poison*1, Wound poison*1, Slow Poison*1, Silence Poison*1, Purified Fly Poison*1, Varicolored Gecko Necrotic Poison*1
[Note: You'll need a cleaver, not these toys, for must-have home travel and killing. They're only used for tricky tasks! … What! How much!? Okay, I dare to poison the Chicken God at the village entrance for you!]
"Hmm..." Motan shook his head, trying hard to forget what happened when he played an old game at Creekwood Town. He then clicked on the hyperlink of the poison package, looked it over, and nodded in satisfaction.
Four types of status reducing poison, and two bottles of intense harmful toxic substances. It seemed that the dim-witted bald guy didn't play any tricks on this.
We here need to take a breather on behalf of Bào dé. If he had genuinely tried to give Motan some defective goods under the thought that the latter wouldn't notice, the person who could see the attributes of items would undoubtedly use this as an excuse to extort him inhumanely again.
Humming a tune, Motan packed up the poison package and started to tally up his spoils - the hand-copied papers that Bào dé had just finished writing.
They recorded some tricks that an Apprentice Thief could master. In the wuxia world, these would be low-level martial arts secrets; in the game world, they would be skill books that wouldn't get consumed.
There were two skills that Motan was particularly fond of~
[Backhand Rotary Stab]
Active skill of the Cunning School
Prerequisite: Cunning School Level 3, Agility 10
Cost/Limit: 60 sharpness points, dual-wielding close-range weapons
Effect: Block a physical attack from the front once, reducing the damage done to you by 50%. Rapidly execute a turn of no less than 90° and stab, gaining theoretically double the inertial impact, and causing an extra 20% damage. Cooldown: 1 minute
[Note: Swing your arm in a full circle and stab! White blade in, red blade out! The red blade goes in again, and comes out again!]
This skill had a good cost-to-benefit ratio, combining both block and counter-attack traits. Plus, the short cooldown time made it pretty useful for the relatively weaker Cunning class.
And then there was...
[Kidney Blow]
Active skill of the Cunning School
Prerequisites: Cunning School Level 5, Agility 7
Cost/Limit: 10 sharpness points, sharp gaze, a certain degree of dynamic vision, ruthless execution
Effect: Use your elbow or knee to land a heavy strike on the kidney of the target (only humanoid creatures), 100% interrupt a spell casting. If your strength exceeds one-third of the target's constitution, there's an excellent chance of causing dizziness for 1-5 seconds, with a certain probability of inflicting irreversible damage to NPCs and generating a lot of hatred. Cooldown: 10 minutes.
[Note: Hmm… kidneys... I love kidneys…]
This skill could be said to be the most appealing one to Motan (Chaotic Neutral) so far. Even though it had seemingly easy to meet requirements - sharp gaze and a certain degree of dynamic vision - but were difficult to execute and also a long cooldown time of ten minutes, he still particularly enjoyed this skill.
After all, the skill "Kidney Blow" not only consumes low and has a huge payback, but also especially sinister!
The other three skills are "Throat Cut", "Escape", and "Quick Stab". Motan had automatically learned the first one when he acquired his thief profession, and the other two will be described when they were used for the first time. After all, the space here is limited.
Having finished all these, Motan didn't stay any longer. He immediately left after returning the data to the gloomy-faced Bào dé. After all, online time is precious and he still has a lot to do.
It's worth mentioning that the reason why Dave's personal data could be found here is because his own deeds are special. Whether as the only survivor in a village of nearly three hundred people, or as the only surviving member of the Warm Sun Team who returned to Pato City, all have certain intelligence value, so Thief Guild could provide the data that Motan just looked over.
As for others who don't have intelligence value, you can't find them here... After all, "Realm of Innocence" is a game, but the logic and rationality in it are impeccable. If you want to check the information of Old Wang next door, unless he used to have a nickname like 'Illusion Killer' in the arena of life, otherwise, there would definitely be no relevant information...
...
After a while, Motan appeared at the gate of the United Church in the central city of Pato City. After looking around for a long time, he swung his leg forward to step in.
"Please wait a moment!" Two junior church warriors in light armor immediately stopped him. One of them looked vigilantly at Motan's innocent and even a bit graceful face at the moment, asking: "What are you here for?"
Motan blinked, took a step forward, pointed at his own nose in surprise, and said: "Me?"
"Yes." The other nodded, his hand already reaching for the hilt of the sword on his waist, asking in a low voice: "Who are you?"
Motan scratched his head with a bitter smile: "I'm just here to pay a visit."
"To pay a visit?!" The church warrior's eyes were bulging like copper bells: "Which god's believer are you?"
"Can't I pay a visit if I'm not a believer?" Motan looked flustered, hastily backing up two steps: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. No one told me there was such a rule…"
"It's not..." Another one who looked a bit older shook his head, looking somewhat embarrassed: " It's not that you can't pay a visit if you're not a believer."
A hint of mockery flashed in Motan's eyes, but his face looked quite puzzled: "Oh? Why did you just stop me with such a frightening expression? It scared me and made me think I was going to be arrested."
He asked knowingly because their sudden vigilance was naturally due to Motan's 'Non-believer' talent. To put it bluntly, in the eyes of these devout believers, this kind of guy who is completely resistant to beliefs does not look like a good thing!
God knows if this guy is carrying a bunch of Forbidden Curse Scrolls and planning to tear them apart inside, launching a terror attack or something!
But...
You can't just refuse a person at the door because 'you have a bad vibe, I think you are going to make trouble', can you?
"Anyone can come to pay a visit." The momentum of the church warrior who spoke first was instantly gone. He stuttered: "But..."
"But you don't want me to come in?" Motan's face turned gloomy instantly. He sneered: "You're keeping me out of the door for no reason at all, not because of any rules, but simply because of your personal feelings or thoughts. Moreover, you even... reached for your weapon?"
The young man's hand immediately bounced off the hilt of his sword as if electrocuted. His face turned red and he couldn't utter a word.
"Sir!" The other more mature one quickly tried to smooth things over: "We didn't mean to..."
"Didn't mean what?!" Motan's gaze was like a poisonous snake's, filled with a hair-raising violence: "Didn't mean it? Not as I thought? Weren't you one of the ones who were ready to stop me just now?"
This man also immediately became speechless...
Motan paused a little, suddenly spreading his arms and looking around the statues of gods. Then he turned and shouted at the two men: "Which god do you believe in? Who gave you the right to refuse potential believers at the door? Even getting ready to draw your swords at him !!"
Thud!!
The two church warriors fell to their knees at the same time...
Chapter 24: The End