The convoy continued driving until it reached the center of the town, stopping at a post station next to the plaza.
A troop was already waiting here, numbering approximately in the hundreds, composed of cavalry, infantry, archers, and shield soldiers. At a glance, it was evident they were a highly-trained military force; Lynch even spotted some heavily armed heavy infantry and heavy shield soldiers within the ranks.
No way...
The scale of the response was beyond Lynch’s expectations. However, given they had just endured a brutal battle where even the Earl had perished, it was only natural for them to be overly cautious, like startled birds.
"Rooms and hot water have already been prepared. Ladies and gentlemen, please go in and rest,"
One of the leading knights negotiated with Rawls before inviting Lynch and the others inside to rest. Lynch was assigned a room on the third floor, while Avery was arranged on the second. Each floor was guarded by heavy troops for strict protection.
The room was spacious, at least thirty to forty square meters, furnished with all kinds of amenities. There was an independent washing room next door, complete with a small bath. It was undoubtedly the best accommodation available here.
Feeling utterly exhausted, Lynch lay down on the soft bed, completely unwilling to get up.
I’ll rest for a bit...
At this point, trying to continue cultivation was clearly unrealistic. Anyway, Lynch had finished all the planned courses for the day, so he decided not to push himself any further.
Striving for progress was certainly important, but if you ignored proper methods, it could easily backfire. In his current state, it was unsuitable for cultivation; a good rest to reset his spiritual energy was the better option.
Yet, lying in bed, Lynch didn’t doze off immediately. Instead, he opened his system panel to check his progress.
The information list on the panel was densely packed with rows of notifications.
[Multi-element Shield skill level +60.]
[Space Distortion skill level +50.]
[Thunder Strike skill level +80.]
[Earth Sinking...]
The skill levels, which on normal days only increased by single digits after great effort, now surged by dozens at a time, as if they were on steroids. Multiple spells experienced sharp climbs in skill levels.
The sudden explosion was caused by Lynch awakening a new trait.
Trait: War Comprehension.
War Comprehension: You’ve realized that the battlefield is the best teacher. When you step onto the battlefield, you gain exceptional insight.
Trait Effect: Every time you cast spells against enemies during combat, you will gain significant related skill experience.
Touching his chin, Lynch mused, "So it’s true—refining skills on the battlefield yields the most growth, huh?"
Spell skill growth was usually extremely slow. In the past, Lynch could only gain 1 or 2 points from private practice, but now, with this trait, leveling up spell ranks would become much easier.
Looking at the screen filled with dozens upon dozens of skill increases, Lynch was thrilled. However, this method of growth felt a bit confusing—it required him to face enemies in battle. Is this trait encouraging me to become a warmonger?
"Knock knock knock!"
Just then, a series of knocks on the door interrupted Lynch’s thoughts.
"Master, I’ve brought some supper for you," a soft female voice followed.
Having barely eaten all day, the mention of supper finally made Lynch realize he was actually hungry. He nodded and said, "Come in."
The door opened, and a maid entered carrying a wooden tray. On the tray were milk, pastries, sliced foie gras, and other dishes—all delicacies from the Mortal World, tempting and appetizing at first glance.
Lynch gestured toward the table. "Just place them there." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
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