Chapter 87: Frostthroat
From the first mont the barbarian appeared at the tavern door, I imdiately lowered my head to eat, diminishing my presence as much as possible.
After all, at the earlier Midsumr bonfire ceremony, he'd left an extrely deep impression on .
That condensed aura under highly unified body and mind was like that hunched old man I'd encountered in Karanfor's outskirts.
Definitely not an ordinary professional.
Compared to the half-elf's guard before, Wood who'd already taken office as a rogue and the feeling he'd given .
I even suspected these two had touched upon high-tier professionals, that legendary level called "extraordinary."
With my current low strength not even having obtained professional level yet, if I accidentally angered him, or he was so chaotic evil alignnt lunatic acting on whims.
I probably wouldn't even know where to run.
To be safe, better to have less contact.
But unexpectedly, the barbarian entering the tavern seed to be looking for .
Head lowered, seemingly focused on scooping soup, but actually ears perked up, carefully observing surrounding movents with peripheral vision.
I only felt that figure wrapped in pale wolf fur, accompanying slow but clear footsteps, step by step gradually approaching .
Shadow shrouding, I could even hear his long, powerful breathing.
"You're Xia Nan?"
Common tongue with heavy northern accent, as if coming from blizzard cold wind, blurred and unclear.
Inwardly imdiately surprised, not understanding why he'd know the na of an obscure nobody like .
The suddenly changing situation made countless thoughts flash through my mind.
ntally organizing language, I instinctively put down the spoon, raising my head.
Before having ti to speak, I felt the barbarian's gaze before , substantial as reality, sweep across my black hair, eyes, and the iron-gray beheading longsword on my back.
Identity confird.
The light sound of bone fang necklaces colliding ca to my ears.
Looking again, the barbarian had already directly sat across the table.
"Hai'an, rember?"
Arms as thick as saplings rested on the table surface. He turned his body aside, gaze examining the tavern's interior environnt.
Hai'an?
I naturally knew the half-elf's na. The reason I'd been staying in town without going out on missions to earn money was to wait for the combat skill instructor he'd contacted for , but...
Involuntarily stunned, I imdiately reacted inwardly.
Could it be...
With sowhat cautious tone, I tentatively asked:
"In his letter he ntioned you'd pass through River Valley Town at earliest next month."
"Business, ca early."
The barbarian glanced at , casually replying.
Sure enough!
Although I didn't know specifically what happened, the professional the half-elf had found for had arrived at River Valley Town nearly a month early.
Being able to recognize at a glance was probably because Hai'an had previously ntioned my identifying features to him:
Adventurer attire, black hair black eyes, sharp features, young, iron-gray two-handed sword...
Combined, truly not hard to identify.
For a ti, I even felt sowhat excited inwardly.
Originally thought the instructor Hai'an had contacted for would just be an ordinary professional like Wood.
Didn't expect he'd brought such a surprise.
"What a good person!"
"If there's a chance to go to Nyum later, I'll have to specifically visit."
I sighed inwardly about the half-elf's decency.
At the sa ti, eyes carrying expectation, I looked at the barbarian across the table.
Originally wanted to make small talk, but just opened my mouth, before even making a sound.
He'd used these few seconds to thoroughly sweep the entire tavern carefully with his gaze.
Then turning around, getting straight to the point:
"【Freylan Spear Thrust】, 【Broken Blade Parry】, 【Heavy Shield Strike】, 【Iron Wall Whirl】."
"Which do you want to learn?"
Sitting in the chair, I reacted for two seconds before realizing he was asking which combat skill I wanted to learn.
Adam's apple rolled.
My mind's first thought was naturally "I want them all!"
Of course, just thinking.
No relation whatsoever.
This barbarian before , seemingly a high-tier professional, even accepting the half-elf Hai'an's commission to teach combat skills was just a casual favor while passing through River Valley Town.
rashly making presumptuous requests would only cause his dissatisfaction. Who knows what might happen.
Be honest, don't push it, get the combat skill learned.
Complete the professional level prerequisite to 2/3.
That's what I should do now.
Brain rapidly operating, recalling the nas the barbarian just said, carefully analyzing combat skill types:
【Freylan Spear Thrust】—high probability belonged to so thrusting-type combat skill. Suitable weapons should be spears and rapiers.
But considering my 【Whirlwind Slash】 already practiced to max level, even casually finding a branch by the roadside and gripping it in hand, I could easily use it.
Impact not large, could be kept as backup.
【Broken Blade Parry】—from the na you could tell it was a defensive-type move.
Probably similar to that "Block and Upward Slash" I'd bought from the general store before, but didn't know if it had counterattack effects.
Combat style not yet set, no clear understanding of my future positioning either.
Whether defense or offense, as long as it was real combat skills, I held an open attitude toward the vast majority.
Could learn.
【Heavy Shield Strike】—the na equally simple and clear.
If half a month ago without suitable equipnt, I wouldn't have considered it.
But right now with the overpowered-attribute "Serpent Scale Arm Shield," which could even upgrade to magical equipnt in the future.
Preparing a shield strike-type combat skill in advance wasn't bad either.
As for the last 【Iron Wall Whirl】...
I was sowhat uncertain.
Just looking at the latter two characters, the move's effect might overlap with my own 【Whirlwind Slash】.
But the "Iron Wall" in front seed like so kind of defensive combat skill.
Right now, if I really had to choose one combat skill from the four that most suited my combat habits, perhaps...
Brow tightly furrowed, deep in thought, the wooden spoon unconsciously stirred in the mushroom soup I'd drunk a few mouthfuls of.
After considering for a long ti, I still couldn't make a decision.
Couldn't help raising my head, looking at the expressionless barbarian before , asking in a small voice:
"Could you briefly introduce them, or for a novice like , which do you think is more suitable?"
Eyes deep blue like cold pools reflected the black-haired youth with swords on his back before him.
Silence.
Just when I suspected whether I'd unintentionally angered him.
The barbarian suddenly stood up.
"Tomorrow dawn, tavern entrance, bring equipnt."
The confusion in my heart seed frozen at my throat by the cold air on him.
Looking at the barbarian's figure walking toward the door, about to leave.
I only had ti to hastily ask:
"How should I address you?"
"Forgan."
"Forgan Frostthroat."
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