The Holy Man of Another Century Gospel

Chapter 10 Extreme Sharpness
Because he has the self-produced "Prayer" Buff, he is considered to be participating in the battle as a monk and gaining experience in that profession?

And because he actually killed the undead with a sword, the swordsman profession was not left out and given the same experience?
By the time Eric figured out the underlying logic, he was no longer just surprised, but ecstatic.

He finally no longer had to worry about whether to upgrade to a swordsman or a monk - now both professions could gain the same amount of experience, and both could be maxed out, and he only had to contribute.

The two career paths, [The Brave Man] and [The Devout Man], which were originally destined to drift apart, merged into one in front of him, giving rise to various career and tactical combinations that he had never dared to imagine before.

Using Whirlwind in a group of monsters while receiving a Paladin's group taunt;
Suddenly charge in front of the enemy and cast a "Silence Spell" of the Oracle Priest;
Or simply take advantage of a series of buffs such as increased attack, acceleration, critical hit, defense reduction, damage reduction, and control immunity, and fight in and out of the crowd...

When the ultimate sharpness is blessed by the power bestowed by the gods, what else can stop him?

This is the strength that an NPC template should have!

Even if we don't talk about these things that still require further development, the attribute growth brought about by the current career level increase is also real.

The [Faithful] profession will gain bonuses to spirit and faith attributes when it is upgraded. The sub-profession [Monk] will gain additional faith bonuses when it is upgraded. When Eric is upgraded to level three, his spirit increases by two points and his faith increases by four points.

The attribute bonuses gained from upgrading the two professional systems cover all the basic attributes, which means that his attributes grow in all aspects - even if he just raises his level, he will grow into a bucket-type player without any major shortcomings.

Eric opened his attribute panel and became more and more satisfied the more he looked at it. His only regret was that he only gained one free attribute point from this upgrade.

After all, free attribute points only come from the increase in character level, and he only increased by one level.

In the original "Crown of Thorns", the character level is the sum of all sub-profession levels within the profession system. However, in this world, he has two profession systems, and the character level is taken from the higher-level system, rather than the sum of the two profession systems.

Now that the choices have become richer, he plans to wait until he returns to the camp in the evening to carefully study how to add more.

After closing the attribute panel, Eric looked at the guard in front of him who was looking at him, "Have you checked other parts of the mine?"

"Everything has been checked."

"Okay, let's get ready to enter the mine."

"Yes!"

The assembled team arrived at the entrance of the mine, where two fresh corpses lay on the ground. They were covered with bruises and bite marks, but the most conspicuous thing was the hole on the top of their heads.

"It looks like they're the Eddie brothers who first entered the mine." Leslie poked the head of one of the corpses with his sword and shook his head slightly. "Two unlucky guys."

Unlike the zombies in previous life movies that mutated with a bite, low-level undead did not have the ability to transform the dead, and gnawing on corpses was just one of their few instincts.

"When you come out, bring their bodies back to the town." Eric said, looking back and saw Alena taking several monks to purify the second undead he had chopped down.

"No need to wait for them. Leave one person to lead the way, and the others can go in directly."

"Yes, Master."

Walking around the bodies of Eddie's brothers on the ground, the group from the City Lord's Mansion lit torches and entered the dark mine.

"Everyone, cheer up and look carefully."

Leslie walked in front. "Undead creatures may be hiding above your head, in the cracks of the rocks, or even under your feet. Be more careful—"

Eric followed, sword in one hand, torch in the other, comparing what he saw with his memories.

After entering the mine, there is a long straight road. At the first bend, there should be a special-shaped wall lamp on the rock wall...

Sure enough, there is a wall lamp.

“This lamp…”

"A style that was popular over two hundred years ago."

The mine tunnel widened.

In the depression of the rock wall in front, there seems to be a stone statue of the goddess Yela.

...I remembered it wrongly. Originally, the goddess of rock and iron, Loraine, was worshipped there.

Going forward from here should be the first fork in the mine...

"——Master, there are two roads here."

Leslie, who was ahead, stopped at the intersection and waited for the people behind to catch up.

Eric stood at the intersection of three roads. His distant memory had been confirmed, and he also remembered clearly the end points of the left and right roads.

"Let's go to the left first." He said, and then glanced back, "Have Sister Alena and the others caught up?"

"Have the people outside caught up?" Leslie asked again in a raised voice.

"I didn't hear anything." The guard at the end of the team replied.

"Then wait for them here," Eric said.

"Yes, Master."

Holding the torch, Eric walked a few steps into the mine on the left and looked into the dark depths where the firelight could not reach.

During the closed beta test, the mountains and plains were full of undead, not to mention the mines. You could encounter one every three or two steps. After you killed them, they would refresh after a while, as if to prevent the players from having enough undead to kill.

Now that he was in this world, he didn't have to worry about undead suddenly appearing behind him, but their number was obviously not less than what he saw on the high ground last night. And he hadn't encountered a single one since entering the mine and walking all the way here. It was probably difficult to explain it completely by luck.

That leaves only one other possibility.

Eric extended the torch in his hand forward, extending his field of vision slightly.

If he guessed correctly, the little BOSS at the end of this fork in the road had already awakened.

No dungeon of any size would start with fighting the final boss, and this place is no exception. There are also quite a few small bosses in this underground mine.

Eric remembered that the first small BOSS was also a mage of the Undead school. The monsters that disappeared in the mine were most likely summoned by him to protect himself.

Advance gradually, eliminate all the small bosses on the way, and finally fight the instigator deep underground. This is the choice the player team had to make during the closed beta test, and it is also Eric's current plan - whether it is to eliminate the hidden dangers from behind, or to gain more experience and raise the level.

Of course, this wasn't something that could be accomplished in a day. "They're catching up!" a voice came from the rear of the team.

After a while, Sister Alena came to the fork in the road from behind.

"Didn't you encounter any undead along the way?"

"No."

Eric replied, then explained, "The undead on this road have likely been summoned to the hall deep within the mines."

Alena frowned. "Summoned?"

Leslie also looked over in surprise.

"The undead trapped in the mine aren't all just the lowest-level walking corpses," Eric said. "There are also some small creatures that retain their consciousness and combat capabilities... uh... more advanced undead. One of them is at the end of this mine. If I remember correctly, it's a necromancer."

"How did the young master know this?" Leslie was puzzled and asked directly.

"Of course, Yella told me."

"..."

The captain of the guards was confused, then stunned. He turned to look at the nun next to him, who was silent, as if she hadn't heard anything.

Eric ignored him and said to the nun, "The battle ahead won't be as simple as dealing with those two undead outside. To avoid casualties, I hope Sister Alena can provide us with the necessary assistance."

The first small BOSS is only about the strength of the first turn, but it is a magic monster after all. If you are suddenly hit by a flesh-tearing spell or a painful curse, even if it is not fatal, it will make you feel sick for a long time. It will be much more reassuring to bring a priest who can dispel it.

"No problem." Although it was hard to agree with what he just said, Alena immediately agreed to his request.

Eric then looked at Leslie and said, "Go in."

"Yes!"

One of the captain of the guards' strengths is that duty always takes precedence over curiosity. He immediately assembled the troops and also made some arrangements for the monks following behind.

They set off again, with Leslie still leading the way, followed by Eric. The difference was that Alena followed beside him.

After walking for a while, she noticed the gaze coming towards her and turned her head. "What's the matter, Mr. Eric?"

"Sister Alena isn't armed, so it might be dangerous," Eric said.

In "Crown of Thorns", there are many kinds of weapons for clergymen according to their schools, small ones like scriptures and daggers, big ones like scepters, flails, and even sledgehammers and scythes. Alena didn't bring anything... or maybe he just didn't see it.

"I brought an extra dagger." Leslie in front took out the secondary weapon from his waist.

Alena thanked him and declined. Eric only noticed that the skirt of her nun's uniform swayed a little, and then he saw that there was a dagger in her hand.

"It's enough for self-defense."

Leslie glanced at the silver dagger, nodded, put away the dagger and continued on his way.

Eric couldn't help but take another look at the nun's skirt, feeling a little curious.

Where did you get it from? Did you hide it on your thigh?

How is it fixed?
Tied?

How to tie...

The curious gaze lasted too long, even to the person being stared at, it seemed a bit wanton.

"...Mr. Eric, do you have any questions?"

Eric looked up subconsciously. The head nun was staring at him with no expression on her face.

Their eyes met and he quickly looked away.

How embarrassing...

If the direction of curiosity deviates slightly, one can't control himself from it.

"Hmm... I wanted to ask, have those local monks mastered the techniques for purifying the undead?"

Listening to the forced topic, Alena looked at him again.

In the light of the torch, a hint of red covered the side of his face, and it seemed to deepen as she looked at it.

...Why are you still staring?

Eric turned his head completely and looked at the rock wall on the other side to see if there was a crack that he could get into.

"..."

The corners of Alena's mouth suddenly curled up, but she quickly restrained herself.

Of course she could see his embarrassment.

Although he looked mature and sophisticated most of the time, he was only a teenager after all, she thought.

It was as if she had found his weakness, and the sense of contempt brought about by the age gap made her wariness, which had been intertwined with doubt and tension in the past two days, inexplicably dissipate a lot.

...Don't let your guard down.

Alena reminded herself that these nobles were born liars and pretenders.

Just looking at Eric who seemed to be looking for ants on the rock wall, and thinking of the serious expression on his face when he gave them his tent last night, her vigilance and alertness could never return to their previous level.

"Not quite," Alena said. "It requires practice and even more practice."

(End of this chapter)