New Talent, Dream

"Beep, Life Energy Points detected. Do you wish to absorb?"

"Yes."

"Beep, absorbing."

"Beep, absorption complete. 50 Life Energy Points and 100 Spiritual Energy Points obtained."

"Beep, New Talent obtained: Bright Eyes LVL 1."

"Eh? I've obtained a new Talent? Talents can be obtained?"

The last notification that popped up on the data panel caught Parr's attention. He looked at it again.

Realm: Elementary Knight Apprentice (0/100)

Talents:

Get Up On Time LVL 1

Bright Eyes LVL 1 (Night Vision)

Life Energy Points: 78

Spiritual Energy Points: 146

"There really is an additional talent! Night Vision? This is amazing! Where did this talent come from? Could it be..."

Parr widened his eyes and looked around. He realized that the night had become as bright as daytime. This talent could even be switched on and off as he pleased.

After experimenting, Parr immediately thought of the black-robed man's eyes that emitted a faint light. Could this talent come from the black-robed man? Was it retrieved after he was killed? 

As Parr was thinking, the red-haired man walked over and waved his hand in front of him.

"Hey, little boy, what's wrong? Are you in a shock?"

"No, I'm not."

Parr returned to his senses and closed the data panel. Now was not the time to think about these.

"Since you're fine, go and see to that old man! You have to be mentally prepared, though..."

The red-haired man pointed at Rotes, lying between the two black-robed corpses behind Parr. The red-haired man shook his head, patted Parr's shoulder, then turned around and walked towards the bodies of the zombies which had been killed by the shadows which he had cast. 

"Master Rotes!"

Even though the soul dominating this body was a transmigrator from another world, the transmigrator inherited Parr's feelings towards Rotes. Since he was determined to integrate into this world, he would not suppress his emotions.

Parr turned around and ran to Rotes, who was lying on the ground and helped him up.

"Cough."

The dying Rotes coughed. When he opened his eyes and saw Parr, the corners of his mouth moved. He wanted to laugh, but he was not able to. He tried to raise his arm, but he had no strength left. He knew that his life had come to an end. He didn't die yet because there was still one thing in his heart that he couldn't let go of.

"Parr, come here."

Rotes' voice was fragile. Fortunately, Parr was close, so he could still hear it.

"Master, don't speak, I..."

After thinking about it, Parr wanted to find someone to save Rotes, but he knew no one could. The people in Haystack Village couldn't do it. The red-haired man's words indicated he couldn't do it either. Rotes could not be saved.

"Parr..."

Rotes could feel the life force in his body draining rapidly. Death would come for him soon, which made him a little anxious. He had yet to explain his secret. Hence he couldn't afford to die yet.

"Come closer!"

Rotes' voice became louder. Parr knew that he had something important to tell, so he quickly lowered his head and listened.

"Master, please tell me. I'm listening!"

"There's something buried under the fruit tree in my yard..."

In the end, Rotes didn't finish his words, but a peaceful smile appeared on his face. It was enough. The item wouldn't be lost.

"..."

No sound came out of Rotes for a long time. Parr knew that he was gone.

"Master, have a safe journey!"

…

That night, Haystack Village lost nearly half of its villagers. The remaining villagers were all injured. After learning that all the cultists had died, their eyes revealed a look of relief, which then turned into grief. Due to this sudden disaster, those who survived had lost their loved ones.

Thump!

At dawn, horse hooves could be heard on the small dirt road leading to Haystack Town, located towards the east side of Haystack Village. Church personnel wearing white armor and holding a flag bearing the picture of a white dragon's head arrived.

"Sir John!"

The leader dismounted from his horse and walked towards the red-haired man treating the villagers' injuries. He stood in front of the man, placed his hand on his chest, and lowered his head. After bowing, he raised his head and asked,

"Sir John, how's the situation here?"

"It's alright. At least there are still people alive."

The red-haired man, John, stood up. He pointed at the injured villagers and instructed the people from the church,

"The cultists have been killed. Although your church members are always late, I could still use your help. What are you waiting for? Hurry up and treat the villagers!"

"Yes, sir!"

Faced with John's harsh words, the church members did not refute. After bowing again, they turned around and walked towards their companions, starting to organize the operation.

"Seriously, they are always late."

John grumbled unhappily, then walked out of the Haystack Village's warehouse. Since the church members had come, he no longer needed to heal the villagers. After all, the church members were professionals in treating injuries.

"It was another sleepless night!"

Stretching towards the morning light, John rubbed his eyes and looked around. After finding the little boy who had left a deep impression on him, he walked over with a smile.

…

"What a night…"

Parr sat on the ground and muttered to himself. He turned his head to look at Old Jack, who was lying on a wooden board not far away. His injuries were not serious. Other than the recurrence of the old injuries caused by using too much force, his other injuries were minor. John had already healed him. He was sleeping soundly and snoring.

Snore!

"He's sleeping very soundly!"

Parr sighed in envy. Then, he rubbed his hair in frustration. He was not sleepy now due to his Get Up On Time Talent.

Previously, when he followed John to help the villagers, he had recovered all the energy he had used once. He was full of energy now and felt that he could still kill more than ten zombies.

"So this is how I can use my talent! It seems that I won't need to worry about staying up late in the future."

Parr was not sleepy at all. He could only look at the morning light in boredom. He wanted to see how different the sunrise was in this world compared to his previous life. 

"It's almost the same!"

Parr sighed and stopped being curious. He turned his gaze away and opened the data panel to look at the talent page on it. 

"Bright Eyes, I'm sure I got it from the black-robed man! But how did I get it? Is it due to the data panel? It doesn't look like it. Could it be due to my mysterious black sword?"

Parr picked up his sword and looked at it. He felt it was the most likely explanation because the notification only appeared after the data panel absorbed the sword's Life Energy Points.

"If that's the case, then this sword is truly amazing!" Parr shook the sword twice, and a smile appeared on his face. As long as his strength continues to increase, he will learn more about the truth in the future.

"Little boy!"

Just then, John walked over. Parr hurriedly put down his black sword, stood up, and thanked him. "Red-haired Uncle, thank you for your help tonight. If it weren't for you, our village would have..."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Everyone is responsible for killing the cultists."

John waved his hand indifferently. He couldn't help but reach out and rub Parr's little head before saying with a smile,

"Little boy, I have to thank you. If you didn't stab that cultist in the end, I would have suffered a serious injury."

"I have a name!"

Parr shook his head and took a step back. He raised his head and said with a serious face, "My name is Parr."

Looking at the serious expression on Parr's face, John held back his laughter and replied with a serious face, "My name is John."

John extended his hand and rubbed Parr's head again. He laughed and said, "But I still think it's easier to call you little boy, hahaha..."

"Argh..."

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

John stopped smiling and asked Parr a question, "Little boy, do you have any ambitions?"

"My name is Parr!"

Parr refuted weakly again, then rubbed his chin and began to think. For some reason, a scene played out in his mind.

"Ambitions?"

He recalled a scene that occurred during a summer night. Parr was sitting in the yard with Old Jack, enjoying the cool breeze, watching the stars and the moon. Old Jack told Parr the story of a Knight who defeated a magical beast and saved the world. From that day on, Parr harbored a dream in his heart.

Parr recovered from his reverie and shouted, "I want to become the strongest Knight."

"Hahaha, good boy, you are so ambitious!" John laughed and praised. Then, Parr continued.

"There is plenty to explore in this world. I want to see them all."

This was his dream. When he was in his original world, he had always wanted to travel around the world and see it with his own eyes. However, he never had the chance to realize his dream because he was killed in a car accident. This was the deepest regret in his heart.

Therefore, after killing the cultists and solving the crisis, the transmigrator's dream appeared in his heart again.