74: Chapter 52 Letter Received (4k)_3 74: Chapter 52 Letter Received (4k)_3 The pattern on the wax seal of the letter was a kite-shaped shield adorned with silk and tassels.
“Is it the Hai’an family’s emblem?”
Xia Nan speculated in his heart.
Just as he was about to open the envelope, a sudden noise erupted in the tavern hall beside him.
He frowned and looked over.
Two familiar figures came into view.
This drunkard, who almost forced him to draw his sword when he first returned to the town, later identified himself through the tavern owner and patrons.
Recently, it seemed he no longer had money for drinks and was out on missions with his team, nowhere to be seen.
Xia Nan couldn’t be bothered to look for trouble with him.
Yet now, he was causing another scene.
The subject of his dispute, the honest-looking, plainly dressed middle-aged man, also looked familiar to him.
“It seems like I had a brief encounter with him the day I went to the Blacksmith Shop to order a sword sheath.”
Xia Nan pondered internally.
Before him, the situation was escalating further.
Seeing the man was a new face in town, Bernie, face flushed, reeking of alcohol, leaned in and muttered something incomprehensible.
The plain man eating the cheapest meal immediately had a fallen expression.
However, he didn’t reply, just buried his head and quickened his eating pace, seemingly trying to avoid direct conflict.
Noticing this, Bernie showed no intention of holding back; instead, his emotions ran high as he loudly spouted some indecent country slang.
His alcohol-numbed nerves made him unable to maintain his balance.
As he flailed around, his foot slipped, and he fell backward.
His arm instinctively sought support, slamming onto the neighboring table’s surface.
Food and drink spilled all over the ground.
Xia Nan immediately withdrew his gaze.
For he saw clearly, at the very moment Bernie overturned the neighboring drinking table,
the thin young man sitting beside, who was merely watching the commotion while drinking, suffered undeservedly.
His figure suddenly twisted, as if teleporting away from his spot.
The splattered booze didn’t touch him at all.
Xia Nan confirmed in his heart.
With limbs twisted, having lost consciousness, Bernie was thrown into the street, passed out as if he were a dead pig.
The thin young man amicably asked the surrounding patrons the name of Bernie’s team, left a few silver coins, and leisurely strolled out of the tavern.
Meanwhile, the honest and plain middle-aged man swiftly cleaned up the last bits of food on his plate and hurriedly left.
The drunkard, in the end, still provoked someone he shouldn’t have.
Xia Nan shook his head.
Speaking of which, if it weren’t for Bernie’s two teammates being present that night, he might have dealt with him already, not needing a professional to intervene.
He drank the last bit of ale from his cup in one gulp.
No longer paying attention to the noisy and bustling tavern hall, he returned to his room and opened the envelope sent by the Half Elf:
“Long time no see, Xia Nan,
First, I must apologize for replying so late.
It’s not procrastination; just that family matters have entangled me, leaving me unable to get away until today when I finally had a brief respite.
Since the day we parted, to the time I wrote this letter, it’s been over half a month, and I don’t know if you’re still in River Valley Town or have embarked on a new adventure.
Regarding the commission for the Battle Skill Master, I was lucky to contact an experienced professional through family connections.
He will pass through River Valley Town in mid-Sun Month (Lisi) at the earliest and will stay briefly, during which you can learn battle skills from him.
See the attachment to the letter for detailed information.
No need to reply; I might have difficulty receiving it.
Also, I wish you to become a professional soon.
May the stars shine upon you.
Xia Nan’s gaze swept over the fluent and rhythmically signed-off letter by the Half Elf at the end.
He pondered in his mind.
As the letter mentioned, that professional would arrive in River Valley Town no earlier than mid-Sun Month.
Yet currently, it was only the beginning of the Blossoming Month.
Referring to this continent’s calendar, there was even an entire Xia Dynasty Month in between.
He had ample time on his hands.
Honestly, the consecutive adventures in the Mist Forest, with its dangerous and high-pressure environment, made Xia Nan feel a subtle resistance deep in his heart.
He didn’t fancy going back there in the short run.
In this case, finding guard work with a caravan, to take a breather and wander to the neighboring town for a few days, seemed like a good option.
It’d not only earn him some extra cash to cover daily expenses but also let him experience the local customs and culture of the world.
Most importantly, what changed his mind was the bottleneck he hit in battle skill training recently.
Recalling the past, the predecessor spent countless days and nights, many years to train [Vortex Slash] to lv4 (98/100).
Yet, since he just crossed into this world, in just a few days, he filled the last two hardest points of skill level before full level.
The difference between the two, and what it meant.
Xia Nan had a few thoughts in mind.
Seizing this opportunity, he planned to verify his assumptions.