Kaer Morhen. The alchemy room in the south tower. Hearing the familiar prompt tone, Aylin was stunned. Hmm? Main quest? Demon hunting... Corps? Since the time of tracking the water ghost group, the main quest has not appeared for a long time. "What's wrong, Aylin?" A deep male voice interrupted Aylin's thoughts. "Nothing, Chief, thank you very much for your trust." Aylin said hurriedly.
The Chief glanced at him strangely and did not ask any more questions, saying: "How do you plan to establish the Demon Hunting Corps?" "Considering the attitude of other demon hunters, the school can't give you much help on this point." After a moment of silence, Aylin shook his head and said: "As long as the school recognizes me and establishes the action of the Demon Hunting Corps, no other help is needed." "Well... I may need to intervene in the training of demon hunter apprentices in the future, but not for the time being." The Chief asked: "Only plan to recruit demon hunter apprentices?" "What about those ordinary demon hunters?" Aylin paced in the room and said after a moment : "No, let's just pick Hughes, Bonte and Fred for now." "Although I already have the title of Demon Hunter Master and a record of success, I'm not sure how many Demon Hunters will obey me." "No matter how strong such Demon Hunters are, joining in will only be unstable factors." "And when the enemy may be the king and the wizard, it would be too ostentatious to do so." The Chief thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and agreed with his idea: "It's OK if you have an idea, but in this way, the strength of the Demon Hunting Corps cannot be formed quickly." That's not necessarily true... Ailin thought. "That's not necessarily true!" A cold female voice suddenly sounded, scaring Ailin's heart to stop, and he thought he was read by the sorceress. Looking in the direction of the voice, he found that the sorceress's eyes were looking at the Chief, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The chief asked curiously, "Vera, do you have any good ideas?" "There is a group of demon hunter apprentices whose physical fitness is just a little short of the standard of the Green Grass Trial." "After taking the essence in the past few days, they should be able to meet the standard and can join Ailin's Demon Hunting Corps." "Will it not affect the success rate of the trial?" The chief hesitated. "They are only short of the standard of the Green Grass Trial in terms of physical fitness." The chief thought for a moment and nodded. "Vera, please." Then. He looked at Ailin and asked: "I will talk to the demon hunter masters about the Demon Hunting Corps first, and there should be no problem." "As for the demon hunter apprentices who successfully passed the trial..." Ailin continued, "First, as a reserve for the Demon Hunting Corps, I will call Vesemir and teach these apprentices magic signs and swordsmanship with Hughes and others." The chief nodded slightly, and his work here was over. "In that case, I'll leave first." After saying goodbye, the chief glanced at Alin and Vera, then turned and walked out the door. Suddenly. "Chief, I will find a way to improve the strength of the Demon Hunting Corps as soon as possible..." "The scene in the dream will never happen." The chief paused in opening the door, turned his head and encouraged: "The child of miracles brings miracles." "Alin, I look forward to your future..." ... Ad Kale. This is a huge city built on the banks of the Lisela River, the capital of Kaedwen. "Hu~Hu~" Faruk took a deep breath and looked at the brightly lit palace in the distance after notifying the guards to enter the outer city of Ad Kale. Not every wizard can use the portal. This spell requires wizards to have at least a profound understanding of space and time.
Obviously, Faruk did not meet this requirement. Therefore. He took a wizard apprentice and spent more than ten days to return to the capital of Kaedwen from Kaer Morhen. Smelling the familiar city smell in the air, Farouk's heart calmed down instantly. "Ah!" "Master Farouk, why is it so smelly here!" The young man's disgusted voice broke Farouk's calm. He frowned slightly, but after thinking of the young man's background and the word "Master" in his mouth, he quietly relaxed his brows and said: "Robin, this is the smell of the city, the smell of prosperity, it is..." "Master Farouk, you... are you lying to me, this is obviously the smell of the toilet!" The upright Robin spoke frankly and bluntly, whatever smell he smelled, that's what the smell was. Isn't he familiar with this smell? He can smell it every day. Farouk's brows frowned again. If it weren't for the fact that this apprentice's background was the bloody red fox, Farouk would have let him know with these few words of retort—— Why wizards are wizards and apprentices are apprentices. "Ah~" Farouk sighed and explained: "The capital of Kaedwen is like this. It will be better after entering the inner city..." Robin opened his mouth and was about to speak, but was interrupted by him. Farouk quickly took out a purse from his wizard robe, opened it and took out three Orens... After thinking for a while, he took out two more Orens and put them in Robin's hand, saying: "I will meet the king of Kaedwen later. You can find a tavern nearby to stay. I will take you back to Ban Ade tomorrow." After speaking, Farouk saw Robin nodded, and walked straight to the palace. After a while. After a thorough search, a silent butler led him to the palace. The corridors of the palace were shrouded in dim lights and led in all directions. The butler led him around these corridors, and after passing through a large door and two rows of more than a dozen guards, the view in front of him was bright. After sensing the sluggish magical elements around him, Farouk knew that he had arrived.
This is the study of the King of Kaedwen, but the king is not reading. A row of male servants held candles for lighting, and the air was filled with the fragrance of fruit wine and barbecue. Farouk sniffed and looked over following the smell. A huge figure sat on an exquisitely carved bench, eating as if no one was around. This was the "Big Eater" Haxor, the most powerful person in Kaedwen. Farouk was about to salute, but was stopped by a servant beside him, indicating that he should wait where he was. So He stood there waiting for a long time, until he thought the sun was about to rise, and then Haxo stopped talking. His palm, each finger as thick as a carrot, waved to the side. Haxo took a piece of white silk from the waiter and wiped his mouth, glanced at the wizard, and said: "How is Kaer Morhen?" "Your Majesty, Kaer Morhen is the same as in previous years. Every winter, there is drinking and revelry, and the guard is relaxed." "Humph~" Haxo snorted coldly, "Those freaks know how to enjoy themselves. What else? Is the red fox here?" "When I went there, Ms. Vera was not there. It should be the same as usual. She just helped the witcher prepare the potion for the trial and left." Haxo nodded, his face looked much better. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Then you go back and tell your dean that the plan will proceed as usual." "Yes, Your Majesty." The footsteps went away. For a long time, there was only the sound of burning candles in the study. Hackso stared at the bloodstained bones on the table expressionlessly, and suddenly asked: "Have those wild cats made an offer?" New author, new book, please subscribe, comment, collect, and vote for me!