Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

late at night.

In the room.

Two figures were bathed in the moonlight, one sitting and the other kneeling on one knee.

The scene seemed to freeze and lasted for a while.

Ron looked at Sig kneeling in front of him. His favorability level had reached 95 points. He had the idea of ​​giving Sig an entry, so he said what he just said.

As for the price, it's actually a lie.

Ron was gratified by Sig's loyalty. Now he had put down all his uneasiness. Even if this was an adventure, he should trust his knight like a real lord.

"Come on, Sig. This is the creation I gave you. I hope you will keep your promise forever."

Ron withdrew his hand and put it on Sig's head again. Compared to a month ago, Sig's hair was thinner.

"I will keep it in my heart forever and dare not forget it."

According to normal thinking, Sig should be confused about what method Ron would use to make himself stronger, but the super high favorability is enough to ignore this. Sig can only believe in this rule in his heart.

Ron said no more, opened Sig's character card, and his eyes fell on the second entry card slot.

At this moment, he was a little nervous. This was the first time he wrote an entry for someone else, and he didn't know if there would be any accidents.

Just like the first time the stone turned into powder.

Maybe some of the costs he just mentioned weren't entirely lies.

Putting aside the bad thoughts, Ron began to write entries for Sig.

——[Hairdresser (white)]

Ron was stunned by the first entry at the beginning, which was a bit mocking to Sig, so he continued to write.

——[Courage (green): When faced with a desperate situation, ignite your own will to burst out three times your strength]

Although this is good, it is not suitable for Seager. He now needs to strengthen his own entries.

Keep brushing.

——[Flower Arranger (White): You have a heart to appreciate beauty and have unique insights into flowers]

——[Communicative master (green): You are kind to others, reduce the other party's hostility by 50% and increase intimacy by 50% when talking]

——[High-frequency shooting (white): In some aspects, you have talents that are different from ordinary people.]

Ron below didn't look any further, it was a filthy sight.

He scanned the entries for a while, and they were all white and green, with no blue entries at all. Because of his experience, Ron was used to it.

It was even worse than this when he wrote entries for the three accessories on his body.

Basically, it takes a few hundred green entries before a blue entry appears, and then a few thousand blue entries before a purple entry appears.

Even if a purple entry appears, it may not be appropriate, which is very disappointing.

However, he discovered a pattern when painting entries for Sige. The color of the entries would always switch between white and green.

After white there must be green, and after green there must be white. There is no such situation as continuous white and continuous green.

Could it be?

Ron's eyes fell on Sig's first entry - [a blessing in disguise], which has this description: when you lose something actively or passively, you will get something new in another form, and the value fluctuates normally. Minus 1.

This was exactly in line with the situation just now. Ron's heart moved and he said to Sig: "Give me the valuable things you have on you."

Sig dug into his pocket and handed over five gold coins.

Ron reached out and took it, seizing this opportunity to write the entry for him, and the blue light flashed in the blink of an eye.

——[Rainy Night Swordsman (Blue): On a rainy night, all attributes are greatly improved, 4 times increased. When holding a weapon knife, it is increased by an additional 4 times]

Putting aside the attributes of the entries, the method Ron found seemed to work, and a blue entry finally appeared.

The attributes of this [Rainy Night Swordsman] are very powerful. If certain conditions are met, the attributes can be increased eight times in total.

But when it comes to Seager, there are great limitations.

Then, he suddenly said to Sig: "Since you have dedicated everything to me, from today on Sig, you will no longer have a salary."

brush!

Purple light suddenly appeared.

——[Temperature Control (Purple)]

He didn't expect it to be so easy. Ron didn't think much and immediately checked the attributes of the entry.

[Temperature Control (Purple): Although you have not set foot in the realm of God, you are lucky to have a part of God's authority. The upper limit of temperature you can control is only related to the upper limit of your own tolerance]

——

Theocracy!

Ron stared.

This kind of entry is considered to be the best among the purple quality, and it is actually related to divine power.

He looked at Sig with complicated eyes. This kid was really lucky.

However, thanks to his entry attribute [a blessing in disguise], there is a 50% probability that he will obtain value-added attributes, and Sig won the prize twice in a row.

Sig is special. If Ron wants to write entries for others, it can't be so easy.

His first entry can affect the quality of the entry within a certain range, and Ron can just brush the entry. It is almost impossible to achieve these two conditions at the same time.

Ron looked at this very dazzling purple entry, and he wanted to continue brushing it to see if he could get a golden one.

But Sig had nothing else to offer, so he couldn't be made to swear to be a bachelor for the rest of his life.

Too cruel.

The reason why you have to pay something else is to increase the upper limit of value, so that you will get more after winning the lottery.

Originally it was just a blue top entry, but due to the extra effort, its own value has been increased, triggering a value fluctuation of +1, and it has reached the category of purple entries.

Of course, if the value fluctuates by -1, you will lose a lot.

Thinking of this, Ron retracted his hand. The purple top entry was enough for Sig to use.

"Okay, you go back and familiarize yourself with your abilities." Ron waved his hand and issued the eviction order.

Hearing this, Sig was startled, saluted Ron and left the room. He stood in the empty corridor, feeling only a little hot.

"What ability is the ability that the lord is talking about? Could it be that the creation that the lord is talking about is giving me new abilities?"

Sig seemed to have grasped the key point. He instinctively thought that this was impossible, but he unconsciously thought about it in this regard.

soon.

He noticed something strange about himself. He seemed to be able to control the temperature inside his body.

In a sense, the entries on the character card are the person's own talents. Some talents are hidden and difficult to detect. Some people are unable to discover their talents until they die.

And the talent of 'temperature control' is like a bright light in the dark night, it is obvious.

Sig noticed it as soon as he calmed down. He immediately showed a moved expression, tried hard to calm down his excitement, and once again performed knightly etiquette towards the door behind him.

in the room.

Ron fell into deep thought. Maybe he should stop restraining himself and make all the people he trusted around him write powerful entries.

This not only protects you, but also creates more value.

However, this requires setting a standard of trust.

"Since Sig came to write entries with 95 points of favorability, let's set this as the standard." Ron settled the matter, then fell on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day.

Ron and his party bid farewell to Viscount Gordon. Darren and the thirteen knights completed their mission and stayed in the Viscount territory.

Thomas found that Sig had become much more energetic overnight and was no longer the decadent look he had before, so he was extremely curious.

Then, after just one day, Ron finally returned to Arnold's territory. When they arrived at the gate of the mansion, Egbert had already arranged for someone to greet them.

After Teresa got off the carriage, she asked: "Lord Baron, where is the monastery here?"

monastery?

Ron didn't understand what it was and why Theresa asked this. He looked at Egbert, "Do you know where the monastery is?"

Egbert shook his head, "Back to Lord, as far as I know there is no monastery in Arnold territory."

After hearing this, Theresa's face turned slightly pale.