A week later, Roy was sitting in the barn at the mill, mentally betting on the stencil:
Personal level lv3 (0/1500)
Has 1 skill point, 1 attribute point
If it was changed to the previous one, he would continue to concentrate resources to improve his advantageous attributes, and still add attribute points to his perception of reaching 7 points.
But recently his thoughts have changed, and he realized that every improvement in strength should be prepared for the green grass trial.
No matter how high he stacks his perception, if he fails to survive the trial of green grass, then everything will be in vain. According to Lesso's statement before he left, the apprentice's will to survive and the body's resistance to poison will affect the survival rate of the trial, and the higher the better.
The attributes corresponding to these two indicators are will and constitution. The former Roy was only 4.8, which was less than the average level of 5, and the latter just reached the standard because of the herbs he swallowed.
Therefore, from now on, the attribute points and skill points he obtained from the upgrade should be used to improve these two attributes as much as possible.
Roy glanced at the skill bar.
Meditation lv1: This is the practice of the body and mind. It adjusts the body and mind through meditation, and speeds up the recovery of injuries, magic power and physical energy. At the same time, the coordination ability is slowly improved, and the affinity for chaos energy is increased.
Note: Every time this skill is improved, the physical and mental attributes will be permanently enhanced.
The witcher Letho was at his age to be his grandfather, but he failed to train meditation to level 10. The difficulty can be imagined. The most important point is that it can permanently enhance the spirit and physique... As soon as he thought of this, Roy focused his attention on the plus sign behind "Meditation". Suddenly, the handwriting of lv1 was blurred and faded, and it became lv2 after a few seconds.
Roy then added the attribute point to the will.
In an instant, a warm current surged through the limbs and bones, and every piece of skin, muscle, bone, and blood vessel was activated, like a tree root stuck in the soil, quickly absorbing nutrients and becoming stronger and stronger.
And the brain in the skull, the most mysterious area, is also nourished in some way, wrapped in a cool breath, as if countless small hands were gently stroking, and every cell screamed in comfort .
Roy opened his eyes suddenly, and a star-like light flashed in his eyes. But it only lasted for a moment, and it returned to normal.
Meditation lv1→lv2
Spirit 6→6.5
Constitution 5→5.5
Will 4.8→5.8
In an instant, a total of two points of attributes were raised, and Roy had an unprecedentedly powerful "illusion".
The transformation was still going on. When he stood up and twisted his neck, wrists, knees and other joints, his whole body began to make a crackling sound, as if ants had crawled over it, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
His face was flushed, his spirits were overdone, his chest was inexplicably full of courage and confidence, and he suddenly felt that even if he ran for a day and a night, he would not be tired, and any challenge could go head on.
"Huh..." Roy took a deep breath, clenched and loosened his fists, suppressed his restless mood, sat on the haystack for a quarter of an hour, and waited until his body and mind returned to calm.
Ordinary people can slowly increase 1 attribute value after years of training and countless accumulations, but he increased 2 points in just a few minutes. It's normal to feel sick.
From this, Roy thought of the green grass trial. In a short period of time, the transformation and improvement of the green herbal medicine on the body will far exceed the current level, reaching a terrifying level. This discomfort will probably turn into extreme pain, so the trial is passed. rate is so low.
…
At the other end of the barn, a slight groan suddenly came from a simple straw mat.
"Toya, you're awake, how do you feel?" Roy walked to the straw mat and sat down, reached out to touch the smooth forehead of the girl in the quilt, and heaved a sigh of relief, "The body temperature is normal, it seems that Oyster is working. ."
"Roy... Me, what's wrong with me?" The girl was still wearing the apron she wore when she was working, but she was haggard, with gloomy eyes and scary white lips, as if she was seriously ill.
"When you were sweeping the floor today, you suddenly passed out and developed a high fever..." Roy explained patiently, "Oona and Henk sent you in after they found out. But don't worry, I gave you some herbs. , the fever has subsided."
"Is that so..." Toya stubbornly sat up with her hands supporting her body, took a few sips of water with Roy's assistance, and said gratefully, "I've made you worry again... You're tired of taking care of me, right? Do you want to rest first?"
Hearing this, Roy shook his head, stared into the girl's eyes and asked, "Toya, we are friends. Tell me honestly, this is not the first time you have been in a coma, right?"
The girl squatted on the straw mat, her hands tightly wrapped around her knees, her chin rested on top, her face flashed a trace of confusion and fear, her voice trembled slightly, "I don't know what's wrong with me. I have so much body. The problem is not only the hunchback that everyone despises, but also fainting for no reason, having a high fever, and talking nonsense."
"Even my biological father dislikes me and doesn't want to pay attention to me."
"Roy," Toya whispered suddenly, "Is my life a burden?"
"Toya, you are by no means a burden!" Roy said sincerely, "I have been very happy with you for more than half a month. It is enough to prove that you are a qualified listener, and you are so diligent and smart."
"It's just being trapped in a prison-like mill, surrounded by mostly short-sighted, narrow-minded people, and not making many friends, that makes you have the wrong idea."
"Is that so?" The girl's eyes recovered after hearing this.
"Of course..." Roy nodded. "How are you feeling now? I want to know more about your illness..."
"I'm fine," the girl took a deep breath, "just ask."
"When did your coma disease start? Is it more and more frequent?"
"How long did it start?" The girl frowned and thought for a while, "Probably after my body became deformed."
"It happens every year, at first once a year, now it's four or five times a year." Toya said with a sluggish tone, and said with self-pity, "I always feel that after a coma, I can't wake up again. ."
"But if this is the destination that Goddess Meritelli has prepared for me, then I will accept it. It is not bad to be able to fall into eternal sleep without pain and ignorance."
"Toya, you are still very young, and your life is full of infinite possibilities..." Roy comforted and asked, "Think about it again, in recent years, whether the onset time is close to those festivals, such as New Year, winter solstice, spring solstice, summer solstice…”
"The last time it happened was on Harvest Day... The last time was probably around May Day," Toya said in surprise. "You're right, Roy."
"Then I guessed correctly... The closer you get to the magic point, the easier it is for the magic in your body to resonate, lose control, and hurt your body," Roy sighed, looking at the girl with pity in his eyes.
During the observation, after this coma, her physique decreased from 3 to 2.8, and her vitality was clearly weakening.
"What do you mean by magic point?" Toya was curious and frightened, "and... why is there magic in my body?"
"Don't worry, Toya, I'll tell you..." Roy said, "Remember the Arethusa College on Sinid Island that I told you last time?"
"I remember every word you said very clearly," the girl said. "Is that a place for training female warlocks?"
She took out the Quint card that Roy had given her from under the pillow, and it painted a beautiful woman in a red dress, and she made no secret of the envy on her face, "Like Sabina Greavesig. , can do magical magic, even more powerful than the magic you perform!"
"Yes..." Roy took a deep breath, "but do you know that many sorceresses were not as beautiful as they were painted on their cards when they were young."
Toya suddenly held her breath, her expression froze. She had a strong hunch that the other party seemed to say something that scared her.
"In the beginning, most of them were like you..." Roy pondered for a while before he slowed down and said word by word, "Because he was tortured by the uncontrolled magic in his body since he was a child, he looked different from others. Later, he went to the Magic Academy. After receiving magic training, I slowly corrected it."
Roy's foreshadowing in the previous half month has made the girl a little aware of the mysterious corner of the world, and her ability to accept has been greatly improved.
"You...you mean..." Toya's teeth began to chatter, and an unprecedented frantic thought poured out, and she was about to suffocate. "me… "
"That's right... The eight magic points are the eight magic power boiling festivals. Because you have magic power in your body, you will resonate with them and fall into a coma on the date close to the festival." Roy increased his tone, "Simply Say, you have the qualifications to become a warlock, as long as you have the opportunity to train in Arethusa. And as far as I know, Arethusa almost accepts girls from all corners of the world, regardless of poverty or appearance, as long as you agree with them harsh contracts."
"Like her?" Toya clutched at the card tightly, her knuckles turning white. "Can I be like her and my body will return to normal? No longer being discriminated against, spurned, and ridiculed?!"
"If you can become a warlock, with the help of magic transformation, of course your body can return to normal."
"Woo, woo-" Toya suddenly choked up in her throat, leaning slumped against the damp and moldy wall of the barn, pea-sized tears slid down her pale cheeks.
The expression on his face was extremely complicated, both like sadness and happiness.
"No, Roy, did you lie to me?" Toya still couldn't believe it. "You are my friend, but you can't lie to me!"
"I could swear," Roy said solemnly, "I definitely didn't coax you... I just wanted to give you one more choice."
"No way!" Toya's round face had a hint of heartbeat, and she suddenly shook her head, "I'm an ordinary little country girl who has never left the mill."
"I can't go anywhere, Henk and Oona won't let me go."
"And you also said that Arethusa is far away from Edsberg, thousands of miles away, so far that I can never reach it."
Roy was silent.
Toya is telling the truth, most sorceress parents refuse to send them to the so-called warlock academy. Because joining the Warlock Academy means a complete separation from the original family. No benefit to their parents.
And these greedy parents prefer to oppress them to death as free labor.
"I'll help you find a way, Toya." Now that the plan has begun, it's not Roy's style to give up halfway.
He already had a rough solution in his mind, and it was the inspiration that came to him not long ago.
"Toya, I have to tell you the truth. Every time you fall into a coma, it means that your body is further eroded by magic power and hurts. You should be able to understand it? Your body is getting weaker and weaker. If you can't receive regular magic training in time." Roy licked his dry lips, "I'm not sure you can live to be twenty years old."
"Don't you want to go and see the outside world?"
In this ignorant era, a country girl with a deformed body will probably live a short life in pain and suffering.
But Roy always believed that she deserved a chance. Now that he has an idea, he must turn it into a plan and put it into practice. This is his creed.
What's more, if you give Toya a chance, maybe she will also gain a chance in the future.
Excited or scared, the girl's shoulders kept shaking, "Roy, you... you're not an ordinary person, are you? Why do you know this knowledge, and why do you tell me?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, if I change situations with you, will you help me?" Roy asked back, and then he saw the answer in the girl's eyes longing for freedom.
A firm, strong palm clasped together with another small hand crawling with frostbite.
"Friends should help each other... Wait, Toya, you'll finally see the sunrise on Arethusa. I promise you."