My Passive Skills Are Invincible
Chapter 121

Thinking of this possibility, Mike became somewhat interested.

A master would definitely know the abilities of his students.

However, a disciple does not necessarily know the ability of his master.

That is, Mike may not just learn all the skills of a professional mentor.

He might even learn a special skill or two.

This would definitely greatly improve Mike's combat abilities.

Even though Mike was already strong enough, who would resist a bigger upgrade?

He smiled and asked,

“Excuse me, if not mistaken, can this certificate..certificate move class?”.

The king smiled and nodded,

“It's true, it's a certificate of class change. Now yours.”

As he said that, he handed the sheepskin roll to Mike.

Mike smiled and reached out to pick up the roll of sheepskin. He opened it on the spot.

The spirit of the small tree, Stone, who had been lying on Mike's shoulder, leaned forward. His eyes widened as he exclaimed,

“Wah, this is amazing.”

Mike looked to see the stone. He raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile,

“What do you think?”

The spirit of the small tree, Stone, mimics Mike's previous behavior and narrows his eyes. It pursed its lips and started “analyzing” seriously.

“Oh... I cannot read.”

Mik, “...”

King, “...”

Princess, “...”

Why are you so excited if you can't read???

Mike rubbed his swollen temples and sighed.

“Forget it, I'll read it to you.

“Sometimes war is for peace, but it also eliminates peace.

“Power never exists for the sake of killing.

“Protection is always stronger than looting.

“Learn all the weapons in the world so that there are no more weapons in the world.”

After reading this paragraph, the king frowned and fell silent for a moment.

“This part.... touched me deeply. The person who wrote this passage is in a very high realm.”

The spirit of the small tree, Stone, also nodded in agreement.

“I agree with your point of view.”

Before Mike could speak, the princess closed her mouth and asked with a laugh,

“You understand this part?”

“Not me.” the spirit of the little tree spread out his hands. He doesn't seem to feel like there's anything wrong with that.

Mike and the princess looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

He looked at the spirit of the small tree, Stone, and smiled.

“In the future, you will understand the meaning of this paragraph, but I hope you will never understand it.”

Stone showed a dissatisfied expression and said, “I don't understand.

“Your words are a little similar to what you just said.”

Mike shrugged and did not continue to say anything.

The king interrupted at the right time,

“God Slayer, I think you can try meeting with the Weapon Master. Maybe you can learn some strong skills from it.

“Don't forget, we may still have to go through the battle again. The Trolls and Dwarves have long been restless.

“As long as you learn the Weapon Master skill, we will definitely teach the Trolls and Dwarves a hard lesson!”

The princess was shocked when she heard this.

“What? The Trolls and Dwarves want to fight us?”

He, who had disappeared half a month ago, was clearly unaware of this news.

The king looked at Mike with a strange expression, but he did not say anything.

Mike, on the other hand, understands this view.

After all, the reason why this battle happened was because he had killed many NPCs in Victory City.

However, how could Mike admit his mistake at this moment?

“Sorry, I guess.. If I use this war victory as an excuse to search for the Weapon Master, he will definitely not accept me as a disciple.”

The king was slightly stunned and asked, “Why? Have you not got this class change certificate yet?”

Mike pointed to the words on the sheepskin roll and said,

“It was written very clearly on it.”

The king looked at the words on the sheepskin scroll and frowned again.

After a long time, he still did not say a word.

Because he knew that he could not meet and reach the realm and mind expressed on the sheepskin scroll.

There is no king without ambition.

They were educated to let our human race become stronger by the day and wary of other races.

Raised in such an environment, almost every king was not a pacifist.

Mike knew this, and he didn't expect the king to understand.

They basically talk about everything, leaving only one question that is not asked.

“Then, where is this Weapon Master?”

This sentence drew the king's mind back.

He revealed a memorable expression and said,

“I remember she was supposed to be in Violet Valley.”

“Alright, I understand.” Mike nodded small.

The Violet Valley was vast. It won't be easy to find someone.

However, Mike never thought that it would be easy, so he could still accept it in his heart.

This time, he had completely finished asking the question. Mike immediately carries the spirit of the small tree, Stone, and leaves the palace.

The king looked at Mike's back with a hint of worry in his eyes.

The princess, on the other hand, was a little disappointed.

After this farewell, no one knew when their next meeting would be.

..

After leaving the palace, the spirit of the small tree, Stone, who was lying on Mike's shoulder, asked, saying,

“Friends, are we going to look for the next Weapon Master?”

Mike smiled and turned his head to look at his innocent friend, asking in return,

“Then what do you think we look like? Violet Valley is huge.”

The spirit of the small tree, Stone, asked curiously,

“How big?”

“About the size of a hundred Tree Spirit Villages,” Mike casually gives an example.

Even though the little tree spirit did not know how much it was, he knew that it was a very large number, at least much larger than five.

It showed a surprised expression.

“It's really too big. I'm afraid we won't be able to find the Weapon Master that easily.”

“Ya, so I thought of a good idea.” Mike stood in front of a building smiling.

This is a bad bar. Mike had gone to this bar many times before he was reborn.

Plus, he had been here several times after he was reborn.

He pushed the wooden door of the bar, and the shabby wooden door immediately creaked.

Clearly, the wooden door had long since gone untreated, and the bartender who was quietly wiping his glass seemed to be unconcerned by the sound of the wooden door and the new customer.

Similarly, Mike doesn't really care about the bartender.

After entering the bar, he looked directly at the corner.

Despite the dim light, Mike still easily found his target.

Because he likes sitting in that corner the most.

Mike walked over with a smile and sat across from the man very naturally. He shouted to the bartender, saying,

“Halo, please give this man a glass of rum and put it on my bill.”

The spirit of the small tree, Stone, glanced at the man and inevitably asked Mike, saying,

“Who is he?”

Mike did not reply but just looked at the man with a smile.

When the man heard this, he raised his head to look at Mike and showed a drunken smile.

“Isn't this the venerable God Killer?”

“Why, do you finally want to turn your class into a handsome sniper?”