This is a common setup, right? (3)

First of all, it was definitely necessary to have some basic skills. I don't know how the world of The Mission will play out, but it's definitely not a game that can be played peacefully with rock, paper, scissors, or earth, as most of the items offered for purchase are weapons and armor, and there are magic and martial arts.

However, what I was curious about was the relationship between the lowest level martial arts and martial arts.

Those who have read some martial arts texts will recognize a sword method called the Three Materials Sword Method. The Three Materials Sword Technique is considered the third highest of the three, and the foundation of the foundation. The Three Materials Sword Technique accounts for 100 guilds, and the Lowest Level Sword Technique also accounts for 100 guilds.

"What's the difference between the lowest-ranked sword art and the three-ranked sword art? Is the three-ranked sword art stronger?"

"I'm afraid I can't tell you that, but I can tell you a little bit about them if you want to buy them yourself."

In other words, if you want to know, pay for it. If he didn't have a guild, or if this textbook was priced at a high price point, he might have seriously considered it, but as it was, it was a bargain.

First, he purchased the Lowest Level Sword Technique and the Three Jewels Sword Technique.

-You have purchased the Lowest Level Swordsmanship.

-You have purchased the Triple Sword Method.

Lowest Level Swordsmanship (E)

Rank: Normal

Type: Passive

-The foundation of the foundation. The lowest level of swordsmanship. The user becomes slightly more proficient with the sword.

Triple Sword Technique (E)

Rank: Normal

Type: Passive

-A basic sword book. It is composed of three herbs: cloth, ji, and phosphorus.

-Adds 1% damage against slashes.

-Adds 1% damage against slashes.

-Adds 1% damage against slashes.

"Now, why don't you tell me something?"

"If you bought something, it's only fair that I tell you about it."

Something seemed to have changed in the process, but I didn't think to say anything.

"Swordsmanship and swordplay are different. You said you've read the Wuxia, so it'll be easier to explain. The so-called sword arts are a set of formalized techniques, so-called special moves. Swordsmanship, on the other hand, is experience that can be utilized in actual combat."

"...I don't quite understand what you mean."

"Hmm. Since you've mastered the lowest-ranked swordsmanship book, why don't you buy a sword and give it a try?"

An item window popped up and I clicked on it, and a longsword of moderate length appeared. Jerry's eyes lit up once more as the blade appeared, sharp and alive, but Sung-hoon didn't care and grabbed the sword, immediately realizing its foreignness.

"What?"

Sung-hoon had never held a sword before in his life. No, he'd held a kitchen knife a few times, but that doesn't count as holding a sword, which means he's a complete novice when it comes to swords. However, Sung-hoon's form with the sword now had its own form.

After a few swings, he realized the difference between swordsmanship and swordplay.

Swordsmanship is skill, and swordplay is control.

Even if you have a lot of skills, if you don't have control, it's a waste of time, and if you don't have control, you can't deliver a powerful blow. The moment he realized that, he couldn't help but get goosebumps.

An ordinary human being who had never held a sword in his life suddenly had a sense or experience of how to wield a sword because he had learned a skill. He suddenly realized that the world was not normal when an unknown phenomenon directly occurred in his body.

"Do you realize the difference now?"

"I think so."

I've never been interested in martial arts or anything like that in my life, so I was worried for a moment, but I could breathe a sigh of relief if such a thing existed. If you have a lot of money, you can turn even the most disadvantaged person into a martial arts master in no time.

Realizing that, Sung Hoon rubbed his eyes and let out a small sigh.

"Mr. Jerry. It's going to take me a while to choose the items, is that okay?"

"As long as it doesn't take too long, it's fine. I just need enough time for a basic battle and a break."

"No problem then."

Jerry thought it would be a few minutes at most, but as the hours passed, an hour, two hours, three hours, Jerry began to look at Sung-hoon with a growing sense of boredom. Meanwhile, Sung-hoon was deep in thought.

He wouldn't jokingly say he was smart. But he wasn't stupid, he thought. It was clear that at least all of the items available in this shop would be useful in some way once The Mission began in earnest, which meant that basically nothing would be completely useless. Taking that as a clue, he spent a while checking the list of all the items and came up with a few results.

"In my purchases, I have battle rations, firewood, water, and flint. If this is what the guild is buying, it must be needed somewhere. They're also rather expensive, and if you do the math and say that the price is proportional to the value of the item, you're probably going to starve to death if you can't find food outside.'

At least it doesn't hurt to stock up.

Thinking so, Sung-hoon didn't hesitate to start buying basic necessities. He used up four inventories to stock up on sleeping bags, battle rations, water, and firewood. It took him 500 guilders to fill four inventories. Once I was done, I had another choice, and this time it was a skill book.

It was a staggering 1000 guilds, but I didn't hesitate.

-You have purchased the Shock Scroll.

Shock (E)

Rank: Normal

Type: Active

-Generates a mild electric current, shocking the target for a short period of time.

-Increases M. Atk. by 1.

When I purchased and trained the Shock Scroll, I received a message that my horsepower had increased by 1, and I felt a slight knot in my stomach.

"It does what it says on the tin. This could be useful."

"Magic is quite expensive. But it's a trick of the trade."

"How do I activate it?"

"Simply say the name of the skill out loud. If your skill level is B or higher, you can activate it with your senses without saying the name."

"Shock."

I stretched my arms out in front of me and shouted shock, and a blue spear appeared, unlike what I expected.

-Insufficient horsepower.

-Shock failed.

"Come to think of it, I didn't tell you, you need to have a high horsepower stat to perform advanced skills or magic. If you have advanced skills but no power, it's a pearl necklace on a pig's neck, cookie-cutter."

"...How do I raise my horsepower stat?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't tell you that."

Sung-hoon gritted his teeth as he checked the sound field effect of the Traitor title once more. It was a good thing he'd bought something simple first. If he had blindly purchased an advanced skill without knowing anything, he might have ended up in a ridiculous situation where he couldn't unleash it because he didn't have enough horsepower after consuming most of his guild. Of course, buying advanced skills is never a bad thing in the long run.

But this is reality. It's important to survive right now. Where can you sit back and think about the long term?

It's better to buy a 10,000 guilds sword technique called Island Warfare Swordsmanship and get stabbed to death than to buy the next lowest level sword technique for 1,000 guilds and learn it.

He would rather buy an antidote potion than learn advanced magic and get poisoned to death.

Once again, a long time passed before Sung-hoon finally made his choice.

After the purchase, Sung-hoon's appearance was quite different. He was dressed as a beginner, but with a longsword strapped to his waist and a gray coat.

"That's great."

"What?"

"I didn't realize there were so many guilds. I thought you were going to focus on one skill."

"I have a mind of my own."

"Hmm. Anyway, now that you've completed your purchase, it's time for the real thing."

Perfect!

Having mastered the skill to a certain extent, Sung-hoon became curious about Jerry's ability. Couldn't he just snap his fingers and all sorts of things happen?

Suddenly, a cute little dog appeared out of nowhere, its tongue hanging out and wagging, and his expression hardened at the word 'practice'. Looking at him, Jerry smiled brightly.

"Now, then, please kill them."

"...What?"

"Didn't you hear, I want you to kill the dog in front of you."

"Whoa! Whoa!"

"Don't worry. The dog can't move an inch. I'm not asking much of you, but all you have to do is kill this dog and you'll be able to rest after you're done."

"What...."

Sung-hoon was about to say no when he was asked to kill the dog out of the blue.

"If you don't want to do it, you don't have to. But my personal recommendation is that you do it. I promise you, when The Mission starts in earnest, you're going to be in for a lot worse than this, and I don't think you're going to survive by being as indecisive as you are now. A hawk that strikes first is better than a hawk that strikes last, and most of all...."

Jerry paused for a moment and whispered in Sung-hoon's ear.

"Haven't you already committed one anyway?"

At that one word.

Sung-hoon's trembling stopped like a lie.

"Yes, I definitely killed someone.

No excuses.

A quest window popped up in front of him, offering three options. Without hesitation, he chose the one that had the highest probability of completing the quest in the shortest amount of time and executed it. Before he could think about faith, betrayal, cowardice, murder, or guilt, he had adapted to the situation and moved without hesitation.

You killed three people anyway. Killing another dog now would make no difference. With that thought, Sung-hoon raised his sword as if possessed by something.

Boom!

It was a strike.

The immobilized dog was no match for Sung-hoon's lowly sword and died. Sung-hoon couldn't help but gag at the sight of the blood splattered on his body and the sensation of the blade digging into his flesh.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! ...Kek!"

Since he hadn't eaten, all that came out was the tea and gastric juice he had just consumed.

It was different, the first three I'd killed, I'd done it too quickly, without realizing it. Before I could really feel anything, I was transported to an unidentified space, told a shocking story, and then forgotten in the rush to buy something.

But the moment I swung the knife at the dog, which was clearly of its own volition, everything felt real.

The tingling sensation in his hand, the hot steaming blood, the gaping wound with visible organs. It all came together to send a shockwave through Sung-hoon.

"Kuluk! Kek!"

"You're a real handful, aren't you? Anyway, since you've killed the dog, I'll assume you're done with your practical training. Get some rest for the rest of the day...."

Chin!

Jerry lowered his head and looked at his ankle. He could see Sung-hoon gagging on his bajidan. He looked like he wanted to say something, but the rush of gastric juices made it impossible for him to speak.

'Haha. Is this the time to start begging him to let me go? I thought he was getting off too easy.'

But the next words out of Sung-hoon's mouth were 180 degrees from Jerry's expectations.

"One more, one more, wow!"