Night Raven Master

Chapter 7 The Athletic, the Clever, and the Unlucky Thief

It's the buzz of diners.

Although it is very quiet, when the number of people increases, it is difficult to be ignored.

As for who to talk about?
dong dong dong-

"Oh dear Vlad! Long time no see!"

Following the sound, on the stairs leading to the second floor, a tall and strong man had a bright smile on his face.

The voice just now came from him.

And the object?
Yate turned his head and looked towards the door of the restaurant. There stood a tall and thin man. Although he didn't look particularly handsome, he had a special temperament.

And the sword hanging on his waist further showed his identity - a ranger.

Like that strong man, they are not professionals, they are just constantly honing their strength and skills. It must be said that their profession is all fighters.

It's just that people call them differently because of the different directions in which they hone themselves.

This ranger honed his sword skills, focusing on speed and skill, so he was dubbed a ranger.

That brawny man is a traditional one, who mainly focuses on training strength and frontal combat effectiveness, so he is directly called a warrior.

Not everyone has the talent to become a professional, but those without talent are not willing to give up.

These ordinary professionals who grew up through training themselves accounted for almost half of the total number of "professionals".

Although I don't know where the cheap father got the "half" data, but it can also explain the number of these ordinary professionals.

"If you weren't my friend, I'd cut your head off." The tall, thin ranger sighed. "Your voice should be quieter."

"Oh, that's impossible, Lucock." The strong man smiled and put his arms around his shoulders, and the two walked upstairs together.

Watching the two go upstairs, at a table next to Yate, a thin young man said enviously, "I'm really envious, a professional."

"You can do it too." Another young man who looked like his friend smiled and said, "First of all, you need enough exercise, such as lifting a ten-pound bucket a thousand times a day."

"Oh, no, forget it, my hand will be broken." The thin young man pursed his lips, "I don't want to lose my job."

The two chatted and laughed again.

Yate sat on the side, listening to the conversation between the two, and moved his eyes to the stairwell again: "Ordinary professional? Forget it, let's find a chance to become a wizard. Although I don't know where it is, but it is still a blue Blood descendants."

The crow mage is indeed very powerful and omnipotent, but does not have powerful destructive skills, and in the books of the blue blood nobles, the power of this wizard is destructive.

"Wizard. Wizard"

Art's fingers tapped on the table with a regular light ring, which was covered by the noise of the restaurant.

At night, after the brief sunset glow covered the sky, the sky was covered with darkness.

In Yate's world, the vast majority of birds do not have night vision, except for a few owls and falcons.

And in this world?

After knowing that the crow Glora had supper last night, Art understood that the crow Glora had night vision.

Night is a good time to do it.

In this pitch-black town, a black figure moved nimbly among the buildings, avoiding the eyes of the patrolling guards lightly and quickly.

"Hmph, John and I should have a good harvest today."

John the Thief, among the three hands in Ferro Town, is a well-known one.

Rogues are not extraordinary professionals, but stalkers who can communicate with the shadow plane are extraordinary professionals.

Of course, if these thieves are agile enough, they can be considered ordinary professionals.

John, barely counts as one.

He prides himself on his speed and dexterity, as well as his high IQ.

Today, John the Thief, who is highly intelligent and nimble, is about to start working.

The target is the merchants who came to Ferro Town today.

Facing fat sheep passing by, if you can't get mutton, at least you have to get some wool.

When John was staring at the caravan room belonging to Randy Hansenton in the hotel, he didn't notice that a crow was staring at his back, and its dark eyes reflected a strange brilliance.

"It would be great if there was shared vision." Yate lay on the bed with his hands on his head, muttering in his heart, "Shared vision requires 1 skill point."

He sent Glora the Black Crow. Although he was able to use the system to transmit commands remotely using spirit, he didn't know what happened to Glora.

Even if Glora gave back the information, it was only a simple emotion, and could not tell him what happened. Only after learning the shared vision, could he truly control the crow with his hands.

Art put his eyes on the dark career bar:

lv1 [Shared vision], able to share vision with the servant crow.

lv2 [Curse of Weakness], which can temporarily weaken the enemy and reduce the enemy's defense and attack capabilities.

lv3 [group command], the group slightly strengthens the damage of servant crows.

lv3 [Dark Energy Erosion], releasing a dark attribute energy spell impact, when attacked, the recovery effect of the enemy will be reduced, that is, healing reduction
lv4 [crow black mist], summon a piece of poisonous mist that can obscure the vision, and the effect is affected by the number and quality of crows.

lv4 [group rage], the group strengthens the servant crow comprehensively and briefly, and falls into a weak state after the end.

lv5 [position exchange], can make two crows exchange positions

lv6 [crow shield], all servant crows lose a certain amount of hp, and add a shield to the user, the effect is affected by the number and quality of crows.

lv8 [Feedback Consecration] makes the servant crows lose a certain amount of mp or hp, and provides them to the user in a certain proportion, but at this time the crows will freeze, that is to say, they cannot be used when the servant crows are in a fighting state.

Although these skills are very powerful and have a great effect, before the tenth level, the crow mage profession only has one damage skill, and there are very few attack skills acquired before or after the tenth level.

This is also something he has been complaining about in the early game. In order to make up for this weakness, he has acquired a large number of general-purpose offensive skills in the game.

But now, he has no skill points at all, and he can't learn these skills
This is the worst.

"Forget it, let's talk about this, find the money first." Putting down the half-formed outline of the plan for the time being, Art's attention was on Glora.

"Tsk tsk tsk, rich businessman." The cautious thief chuckled twice, and then slipped into the hotel in the dark.

The doors and windows of this inn that he had entered dozens of times could not stop his footsteps at all. On the contrary, this place that had already been found out became his best cover.

Recalling the distribution of accommodation seen during the day, the thief skillfully climbed up to the second floor of the hotel and touched the room of "Big Fat Sheep".

Thinking that after this success, he could live a decent life for a while again. The mellow wine and the soft body of a certain beautiful warbler came to his mind, which made the thief's heart even hotter.

"Oh, damn it." After the spongy body swelled, it pressed against the wall, even through the fabric, it made him a little uncomfortable.

Gotta do it fast.

After making a decision in his heart, the thieves became more and more cautious in their actions. In the past ten years, he will never forget the fate of the master thieves who have missed one after another.

The wire went in through the window and opened a window, which was an empty room with no guests, located on the left side of the Big Sheep's room.

The thief flipped in deftly, and then opened the door, keeping it ajar. Then, he left from the window, clinging to the wall again, and opened another empty room on the right with the same technique.

A qualified thief should do two-handed preparations, or even three-handed preparations.

It would be best if he could steal the property quietly, but if he failed, he would need to jump out of the window, or if the window was blocked, he would need to open the door and escape from another room.

As for going downstairs?

Oh, that's impossible, the hotel owner lives downstairs, and the merchant's stewards and guards live in the two rooms opposite.

Escape using the shortest route possible.

Outside, two of his accomplices were watching the wind, while the other opened the door of an empty room opposite.

This kind of preparation gave him three, no, four escape routes.

The thief was proud of his clever and cautious preparation, but he didn't notice that a crow was standing in a dark corner not far from him, and the pair of black eyes were shining with moonlight.

After that, the thief sneaked into the merchant's room very smoothly, and his deep breathing made him affirm his decision to sneak in at this point in time.

Then, while he was groping for the merchant's purse.
"Wow-wow-"

A rough and hoarse cry sounded outside the window.

The loud cry of the crow not only woke up the sleeping businessman, but also woke up the guards downstairs.

The businessman who woke up did not have a disease such as hypotension. At the first moment of waking up, this Randy Hansenton, who attached great importance to his money, yelled:
"Hank!!! Lucerne!!!"

"Damn it!" Without any hesitation, the thief chose to jump out of the window.

However, just as he jumped out and nimbly grasped the window for buffering action, a sharp pain came.

In order to protect his own money, the businessman took out [-] points, [-] points of courage, grabbed something, and threw it at the thief.

Because of the pain, the thief subconsciously let go of his hand.

What awaited him was a reclining of his body and severe pain in his back, and the candlestick thrown by the businessman just below the point where he landed brought him even greater pain.

When everyone went downstairs to catch the fallen thief, no one noticed that a dark crow took the opportunity to fly into the room.

After a while, it flew out with a heavy money bag and rushed into another room of the hotel.

(End of this chapter)