I Want To Be a Nobleman

　　 The training ground is quite large, with various dummy, wooden piles, and a weapon rack on the edge, with a pile of wooden weapons placed on it.

　　 Harlott didn't rush to pick up the weapon training. His agility rose from 4 to 8. He wanted to adapt first and added a lot of physical attributes.

　　 found an open space, Harlott quickly jumped left and right, ran back and forth, crouched and rolled, 8 points agility and lv2 [running] had a better effect than expected. He moved freely and moved his body freely.

　　 Although it is not up to the level of acrobatics in the previous life, the ‘simple’ movement of flipping forward and backward is not a problem at all.

The surrounding gladiators were a little surprised to see Harlott's movements. I have seen the strong body and the flexible body, but it is rare for the two to exist at the same time. A muscular man with a height of two meters rolls flexibly. , The horizontal jump is really strange.

At this time, Harlott’s combat effectiveness is doubled compared to the original owner Harlott. The original owner Harlott is not only low in agility, but not very high in intelligence. He is very slow in every move. He often watches the prey run by and froze for a long time before rushing over. A little prone to children with dementia.

　　 Now Harlott has 8 points of agility and 9 points of intelligence, which greatly compensates for his shortcomings, and can give full play to the inherent strength of this body.

　　 The physical flexibility test is over, and Harlott is ready to try his offensive ability. This is not an empty-handed experiment.

Walking to the weapon rack, looking at wooden swords, wooden shields, and spears of various sizes, Harlot thought about what weapons to use. Gladiators in the arena use one-handed swords and shields the most, and some prefer to use them. Spear with shield or violent two-handed sword.

　　 The spear is unaccustomed to use and is not a weapon that relies on strength. A one-handed sword and shield is not violent enough, too modest.

I inherited the body of the original owner Harlott. The physique is different from ordinary people. Not only does he have a thick health bar, but also the'+10 golden bell' provided by the system equipment bar. The resistance is quite first-class. It shouldn’t matter if you don’t need a shield. , Just specialize in Great Sword!

Due to weapon proficiency, Harlott wanted to specialize in one weapon as much as possible. However, to be on the safe side, he still did not immediately add 80 weapon proficiency to the two-handed weapon, in case he was not really good at playing the sword. Woolen cloth?

　　 Harlott picked out a thick and sturdy sword from the pile of weapons, swung it on the spot a few times, and nodded, "That's it."

　　 The total length of the great sword is 1.7 meters. Since it is a wooden sword, the weight is average, but it is also easy to use.

Harlott walked to a wooden stake, closed his eyes and recalled the basic moves that the original owner and the militia had learned. After thinking about it for a few minutes, he opened his eyes and basically remembered the main points. The militia is naturally not advanced. The original owner Harlott’s brain can’t remember too difficult the technique.

Harlott took a deep breath and took a sharp step forward. He began to exert strength from his waist, and most of his body's strength was exerted. Accompanied by a loud shout, the big sword was swung out and slashed fiercely. On the stake in front of you.

With a click, Harlott cut the wooden sword deeply into the stake. After the wooden sword was pulled out, a gap of 5 or 6 cm was left. The 20-point strength combined with the lv4 [Strike] is extremely terrifying. .

The wooden stakes in the training ground are solid solid wood stakes. No matter how hard they are, most people will make small scratches. Such as Harlott, a one-third cut has never been done before, and many gladiators have thrown them all at once. A curious look came.

　　 "That manpower is so big, who is he?"

　　 "I haven't seen it, new here, I hope I don't meet him in the future, I don't like fighting this kind of monster!"

　　 "I don't want to fight such a person who relies on energy to eat. I can lie down for at least half a month after being hit!"

　　 A group of gladiators looked at Harlott who was training alone and chatted.

　　 "Old man, do you recognize him? What is that guy's background? When I was in prison, I didn't remember such a fierce man. Didn't this guy come from prison?"

　　 People who are called old men are far from being considered old men, at most they are in their early fifties, but they are considered old in places like the arena.

　　 The ‘old man’ shook his head and said, “I don’t recognize him either. It’s probably a master that the upper hand found from outside. I just don’t know if this guy is getting along well.”

　　 "How about I go and test. If he has a good attitude, he will pull it over. If he has a bad attitude, let him learn a little bit, lest he is too presumptuous."

　　 A strong man said eagerly, his eyes fixed on Harlott, the big fist of the sandbag squeezed tightly.

　　 "Don't, he doesn't seem to be very annoying, don't conflict with him, I will communicate with him in a while and see what his background is."

The old man shook his head to stop the strong man. After all, Harlott’s explosive size and the brutal blow just now are quite deterrent. It’s not like a soft persimmon that can be handled at will. It’s better to talk about getting closer than being an enemy. Better.

　　 Harlot doesn't care about the gaze of others, and is excited to feel the magical effect brought by [Weapon Master] lv2.

　　 Harlot felt as if he had a certain connection with the big sword in his hand. The big sword became an extension of his body. It felt very precise and flexible when he swung it, and he could even point his fingers when he closed his eyes.

lv2's [Weapon Mastery] does not increase any power or speed, but it increases Harlott's strength very obviously. Originally, using a large sword makes it more labor-intensive, especially continuous attacks, which will consume a lot of physical strength and cause short-term exhaustion. .

Under the control of lv2 weapons, Harlott only felt that the greater the sword was cut, the easier it was, and the more powerful it was, the more powerful it was. After even cutting 6 knives, it felt that the sword was moving by itself, and he only needed to adjust the attack slightly harder. The direction will do.

　　 This is only lv2 weapon mastery. No matter how high the level is, it is abnormal. I am afraid that I can directly become a master of swordsmanship and can split stones with a wooden sword? But it doesn't seem to be too much against the sky. There are so many creatures in this world that can blast rocks with bare hands.

　　 Harlot, who was excited in his heart, kept slashing the stakes, and when he felt tired, he put down the wooden sword to exercise his footwork. This training was only a few hours later, even Harlot, who was extremely physically strong, couldn't help but feel a little tired.

Putting down the big sword in his hand and wiping his sweat, Harlot found a cool place, sat down and started to rest. The two bags of water brought from the cell had been drunk long ago, and he felt a little thirsty. I don’t know the training ground. Harlott looked around if there was any water.

　　 Seeing Harlott sitting down to rest, the ‘old man’ who had previously said that he wanted to communicate with Harlot walked towards Harlot with a smile on his face, and he also held a water bag in his hand.

　　The old man walked to a distance of 3 meters from Harlott and stopped. This distance would not make the other side vigilant and could talk normally.

　　 The old man put on a harmless smile and asked Harlott who was sitting on the ground: "Hello, new friend, what do you call it?"

　　 Harlott saw this man coming towards him from a distance, and seeing that the other person was more kind, and he politely replied: "My name is Harlott, what about you brother?"

　　 The man who interrogated was quite old, probably in his fifties. He didn't know what his intentions were when he came to him, but Harlott himself wanted to inquire about some information, so he decided to listen to the old man's intentions before talking.

"Harlot, right? I remember. My name is Huck. I am the oldest gladiator in this arena. Come here, if you have any questions, you can ask me."

　　 Huck introduced himself heartily after listening to Harlott's reply, but Harlott didn't believe him at all about his claim that he had no skills. It's not good luck to live in this kind of place for a long time.

　　 "Thank you, brother, let's sit down and say, I just came to this arena, a lot of things are unclear, and I really need my brother to introduce you."

　　 Harlott followed Huck’s words and said, and at the same time he wanted to know about the next arena. Harlott was sold in the morning and died in the afternoon. He had little understanding of this arena.

　　 "Then you can find the right person. I have been in this arena for more than ten years. I can say that there is nothing wrong with this arena. I don't know!"

　　 Huck smiled confidently, sat opposite Harlott, opened the water bag, took a sip, and handed it to Harlot naturally.

　　 "Thank you, I just happen to be a little thirsty." Harlott took the water bag and thanked him and then drank.

　　 Huck took a sip before handing it over to prove that the water is ok, UU reading www.uukanshu. com prevents Harlott from being too suspicious to accept it.

When Huck saw that Harlot accepted the water bag he handed and thanked him, he was relieved a lot. After a few words, he could feel that Harlot was a good talker, and began to introduce Harlot in detail. .

　　 "I will tell you carefully about the rules of the arena."

"This arena is the largest arena in the entire northern province. Its ownership is owned by the Marquis of Harous, but that adult is very busy, so this arena is managed by his eldest son, Earl Saric. "

　　 Who is Harlott? Harlott knows that he is in the memory of the original owner Harlott, and he is very impressed.

This is an incredible figure. The original owner Harlott and his father fled to the kingdom of Lukanir, so the place is nominally the territory of the old marquis, and the lord of the newly reclaimed territory that settled before is also subordinate to this marquis. A **** of the camp.

　　 There is no duke in the kingdom of Lukanir. Apart from the power of the king, there are three marquis with the highest status.

　　Earl of Salic is the first heir of the old marquis.

"Earl Saric is responsible for the management of many old marquis estates, and his own territory has many things to be busy with, so he comes to the arena once or twice a month, and he doesn't pay much attention to the specific operation of the arena, just Count down the income and see if you can get a lot of money."

　　 "At present, four of Saric's subordinates are responsible for the specific management of the arena operations."

　　 "The four people in charge are the four people with the highest status in the arena, and no one can offend them."

　　 Harlott listened carefully to Huck's words, this is information related to his future destiny, even if it is not necessarily correct information, you must remember it.