Don't call me evil god

Chapter 67: Circlet of Wisdom
Doom's body has the thick, dark brown skin common among ogres, and he also exudes a natural, disgusting body odor, making it difficult for ordinary weapons to cause significant damage.

When Brandon chopped at it with the cheap dagger in his hand, he barely made a cut.

Fortunately, with the rage bonus of [Heroic Strike], this attack still produced enough effect. Doom cried out in pain and tried to retaliate against the "little guy" who dared to hurt him.

After all, although Brandon is more than 3 meters tall, he is indeed considered a "short guy" in the eyes of a guy like the ogre Doom who is nearly meters tall.

Brandon did not give Doom the chance to hurt himself. After hitting him, he retreated decisively and gave up the position he occupied during the attack.

next moment.

The warrior believer holding the pot-lid shield froze in place, facing Doom's heavy punch head-on.

"Oh!"

If it landed on an ordinary person, this punch would directly blow the person's head off.

But this time, the one who withstood the attack was a warrior believer who majored in shields and had allocated his free attributes to physique, strength, and will as much as possible!

The level of resistance to blows is much higher than that of professionals of the same level 1!

Relying on the damage reduction provided by [Shield Mastery - Basics], he exerted all his strength and steadily took Doom's attack!
The priests and believers in the back were flipping through the scriptures.

"Lord, please bestow your blessings and heal the pain!"

[Secondary Healing] takes effect, and the damage sustained is quickly healed.

Just as Doom finished his attack and had no time to adjust his center of gravity, Brandon found an opportunity from another angle and chopped him down with two more swords!

“…Ah!”

The ogre Doom felt more and more frustrated the more he fought!
He had already discovered that it was the little thing called "Brandon" who was constantly causing him harm, but every time he tried to knock the other party down with one punch, the guy holding the pot lid would always get in his way.

When the attack hit the pot lid, his brute force was of little use, and he would even be hurt by the recoil force.

And there is a high probability that Brandon will find an opportunity at this time and take advantage of it to chop him a few more times.

An annoyed Doom couldn't understand why this happened. His attacks were never effective, and he had more and more injuries on his body. Although they were not fatal, they... hurt!

After several rounds of fighting, Doom finally couldn't help but let out a wail.

He put his hands on his head and squatted on the ground.

"Woo... stop hitting me... stop hitting me!"

He was hired by the goblin boss as a bodyguard, not to risk his life!
Doom really felt the danger.

These "little guys" were obviously no match for him in a one-on-one fight, but when they worked together, Doom couldn't find any flaws.

Seeing that he could not win, Doom surrendered and begged for mercy on the spot due to the ogre's fearful nature when faced with danger.

"Dum...Dum! I give up!!"

Suddenly, the workers around burst into thunderous cheers.

"Won!"

"Brandon! Awesome!!"

"You can actually defeat Doom!"

"Fuck! So professionals are so powerful? This is an ogre!"

The ogre overseer Doom has often bullied the ordinary people who work in the Rolling Bolt Workshop.

Relying on his large size and strong force, he would order this and that around, and never pay for food bought for him.

Everyone was holding a lot of resentment, and when they saw Doom being beaten and begging for mercy, they finally got rid of their anger.

Feeling the admiring gazes and flattering words from his former co-workers, Brandon felt relaxed all over, more refreshing than drinking a large glass of ice drink in the middle of summer.

The fatigue brought by using [Heroic Strike] multiple times just now seemed to have disappeared.

Why did he want to become a professional?

Isn't it because of the powerful strength that professionals possess that allows them to use their own strength to solve those things they don't like, and to create their own deeds and names! Didn't the legendary heroes sung by the bards in the tavern also start by solving various incidents and gradually left their own legends?

In the past, he and other believers had fought against the Blood Fang Gang by ambushing and beating them up, but it was ultimately an unfair victory.

This time it’s a real direct victory!

This battle might be the starting point of his Brandon legend.

Brandon has made up his mind. He will prepare a small notebook later:
"On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year in the New Huili calendar, Brandon defeated an adult ogre head-on in the lower city of Green Harbor. Please be informed!"

He has even thought of a name for the book.

It's called The Legend of Brandon Roberts

In the future, when he becomes a famous hero on the continent, the bards will just sing praises of him according to what is written in this book.

"Hehe, I just played at my normal level," Brandon said calmly, "It's just a small ogre, it can be easily dealt with!"

He spoke very modestly, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

He slapped the ogre overseer who was squatting on the ground and shivering.

"Why don't you go in and call out that old scoundrel and make him pay everyone back the wages they owe you!"

Doom responded aggrievedly, and when he stood up, the injuries on his body caused by Brandon's beating were affected again, and his dirty head shook.

"Dang Cang."

A slightly delicate silver ring-shaped object fell out from Doom's greasy and tangled long hair.

Something fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Brandon bent over and picked it up.

The silver object is in the shape of a headband and is made of silver metal. Beautiful patterns are engraved on the surface. It feels cool to the touch and is very light, almost weightless.

In the middle of the headband, corresponding to the forehead, is inlaid an emerald green leaf-shaped gem.

On the inside of the headband, Brandon noticed the words "B.F." carved into it.

"This is……?"

Judging from the level of workmanship, this thing is obviously not something that an ogre can make.

With Brandon's knowledge, he couldn't recognize it.

But it doesn’t matter. Now he has the God of Knowledge. If he has questions he doesn’t understand, he can pray and ask Nowen for help!
"Great Lord of Enlightenment, please bear witness and reveal the secret!"

The oracle came down immediately.

【Believers’ demands detected】

[Recommended strategy: Immediate identification]

[Requirement: 4 knowledge points]

Four knowledge points are less than the cost of using a level 1 practice simulator.

Brandon can still afford this cost.

[Identification result: Circlet of Wisdom]

[A lightweight headband made by a dwarf forger by mixing a small amount of mithril into light steel. After being blessed by the gods, this headband has the effect of slightly increasing the wearer's intelligence.]

[Intelligence +6]

【Wearing requirements: None】

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Thank you for the 100 starting coins rewarded by Zishimingyuezhaochuangxian! Crab Crab Boss! I wish the boss will become rich every day and never die!
PS: The Circlet of Wisdom is a modified version of Baldur's Gate 3. Any similarities are not coincidental.

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