Skill Scrolls

Leaving the restaurant, Galen returned to the hustle and bustle of the world.

Byron Town served as the largest and most well-established gathering place for adventurers in the Lapps region.

In addition to the mainstream adventure industry.

The extended industries such as catering, lodging, and entertainment had likewise developed very prosperously.

The adventurers and caravans attracted every day were a huge number.

The main street in the center of the town was very open and could accommodate up to ten carriages driving side by side.

But as far as the eye could see, it was still crowded with people.

It was only because this street was connected to the Adventurer's Guild, and the Trading Plaza, two major coordinate buildings.

Following the flow of people, Galen arrived at the Trading Square in a short while.

As the name suggests, this was a circular plaza that covered a wide area.

On the outermost perimeter were various merchants and vendors.

From the most common commodities to some strange and bizarre contraptions.

Almost every kind of goods that a customer could imagine were gathered here.

Galen briefly strolled around the periphery of the plaza.

The transcendent materials sold here were all of the more low-grade and common types.

Occasionally, there were some materials stripped from fire-attribute magical beasts, and they had all lost most of their activity.

They could only be used in the manufacture of defenses and weapons by virtue of their hardness, fire resistance, and other characteristics.

This kind of thing really wasn't even an ingredient for the dragon egg.

"Don't miss it, don't miss it, the primary skill scrolls are on sale, the variety is complete to help you advance ..."

A yelling sound attracted Galen's idea.

The one yelling was a big man with a thin physique.

He was around his early sixties, and his gray hair was tied into a short ponytail at the back of his head.

He also had a short bow on his waist, and was clearly dressed as an adventurer.

It was also the first time that Galen had seen an adventurer of this age, and he couldn't help but be a little more curious.

"Don't just stand around and look ah, what scroll do you need you directly say." The old man said.

His gaze was as sharp as a falcon's, but what he was looking at was Galen's side.

Galen pointed at himself with some uncertainty.

"Hmm? Are you talking to me?"

The old man said impatiently, "Nonsense, if I'm not talking to you, am I talking to myself!"

Galen raised his hand and waved it towards the old man's eyes, "But I'm over here."

The old man looked embarrassed.

Then he turned his sharp eyes and looked behind Galen.

Without good humor, he said, "There's no need for you to remind me, I have good eyes!"

Galen glanced at the air behind him and sensibly didn't correct the other party again.

He asked, "I'm planning to upgrade my basic skills, I don't know if you have any suitable beginner scrolls here."

When touching a skill scroll that was in the same field as one's own skill, in the same field.

The adventurer would feel a subtle connection.

Properly utilizing this characteristic.

Adventurers would not spend too much money on buying skill scrolls.

"Basic skills?"

The old man glanced at Galen in surprise.

"No way old man, there are still people who upgrade basic skills these days? You have money with no place to spend it?"

Basic skills were skills that humans could master through their own learning and exercise.

Although the incomparably grueling learning process determined that the humans who mastered them were destined to be in the minority.

But in this era where transcendent power was prevalent.

What was this district of human skills?

"Forget it if you don't have it."

"Hey, don't be in a hurry to leave! You've found the right person when you ran into me. The scrolls that contain the basic domains, currently only the military of each kingdom, still have a large amount of stock. The ones in my hand are all old stock that was saved from the past, and they're not often seen on the market anymore."

Saying that, the old man took out three elementary skill scrolls from his own storage bag.

He seemed to be very confident in his own strength, and wasn't the least bit worried that Galen would make a move to snatch them.

"Just these three books, let's see if they fit."

The three skill scrolls were touched separately.

A flash of surprise appeared on Galen's face.

Of the three skill scrolls, two were actually able to establish a subtle connection with him.

They are:

[Name: Battle Maintenance]

[Rank: Primary]

[Field: Defense, Basic]

[Source: Kurgan Centurion]

...

[Name: Shield Armor Technique]

[Rank: Elementary]

[Domain: Defense, Basic]

[Source: Heavy Shield Battalion Elite Soldiers]

The abilities in the two skill scrolls.

Both come from humans themselves.

They were not transcendent powers, but with the help of the skill scrolls.

But it allows the soldiers to skip the grueling cultivation.

It was easy to acquire these tactical skills.

This was also the reason why basic skill scrolls were mostly circulated among the military.

Satisfied, Galen said, "How much are these two scrolls in total?"

"The Transported Armor skill is five hundred, and the Battle Line Maintenance is rarer, with an original price of seven hundred silver coins."

The old man's eyes were bad, but he had a lot of heart.

He sensed the change in Galen's expression.

There was no ambiguity at all when he quoted the price.

Skill scrolls that suited him were really too rare.

Even if he knew that the old man's offer was a bit on the high side, Galen did not intend to miss these two scrolls.

However, when it came to money, Galen was not prepared to give in easily.

Thus, after some intense bargaining.

Galen managed to pocket the two scrolls at a price of ten gold coins, or one thousand silver coins.

"Tsk tsk, it's really not without reason that you can earn so many gold coins, you're quite experienced, old brother."

The old man let out a breath with some heartburn.

It was not clear whether he was praising Galen's rich experience in adventuring or his excellent bargaining skills.

Raising a gold coin above his head, the old man appeared to be using his eyes to distinguish the color of the gold coin.

In reality, he was quietly relying on his fingers to rub them together, and his eyes really weren't very good.

"Huh? I don't have any experience, I'm just a half-assed adventurer who only recently resumed his old profession to earn milk powder money."

Slipping the small gold pouch back into his arms, Galen acted humbly.

Hiding the two skill scrolls close to his body, Gaelen entered the store area further to the core.

After sending his shield to the blacksmith store for repair, Galen fished out a piece of parchment from his traveling bag.

"I'll leave the rest of the skill scrolls to Ivo-chan. Next, it's time to find food for the child."

On top of the parchment was written the name of each Transcendent Material.

The top few had been crossed out by Galen's pen.

And the latest to be underlined was none other than the outer skin of a Flame Goblin.

"Let's see, the next stage of ingredients is ... the stomach pouch of the Lava Mad Lizard."

After wandering around the store area for another long time, Galen never found this transcendent material.

However, during this time, Galen sought out another skill scroll that suited him.

And at a price of four hundred and eighty silver coins, he pocketed the scroll.

"It seems like I still have to go to the Adventurer's Guild to gather intelligence and hunt on my own."

Leaving the trading plaza, Galen walked in the direction he came from for nearly twenty minutes.

A huge building with an overall grayish-white tone, filled with classical beauty, appeared in front of Galen's eyes.

The builders of Byron Town seemed to have a penchant for ring-shaped structures.

This three-story building in the shape of a ring tower was the Adventurer's Guild, one of the landmarks of Byron Town.

Nine-foot tall arched folio doors, like the huge mouths of behemoths, were constructed in eight different directions of the guild.

It maximized the convenience for adventurers to enter and exit.

Galen stepped into it from the southeast door.

The hall on the first floor had the largest number of adventurers gathered.

The place was packed with people, but it still retained a fair amount of order under the maintenance of the guild's personnel.

After a few minutes of waiting in line, Galen finally sat down in front of the service window.

"Please give me the information on the Lava Mad Lizard."

Galen handed out his adventurer's badge and flashed a gentle smile at the pleasant-looking staff member across the street.