Vesemir also had the same doubts. Aelin's first battle was not long ago. Skilled in swordsmanship and precise posture. A good witcher apprentice, but nothing more. But this time is different. Fine adjustment of the center of gravity, relief from heavy blows... The coordination of his upper limbs and the stability of his steps are completely different from before. Anyone who has practiced a little swordsmanship can see the difference, let alone a master like Vesemir. If you want him to give an evaluation. So at least in terms of swordsmanship, Aylin is already a qualified demon hunter.
"Is the Eye of the Demon Hunter really so magical?" Vesemir murmured to himself. "What did you say?" Leto asked. "nothing." After dealing with Leto, Vesemir glanced at the chief who was watching the training ground silently, and then turned his attention back to Aylin. "Hi~hoo~his~hoo~" Aylin gasped and quickly took a few steps back, staring at the water ghost slowly rising from the ground. Sure enough, it still doesn't work. Without [Demon Hunting], using a steel sword to deal with monsters won't even be able to break through the defense. Fortunately, I upgraded the two-handed sword of the Wolf School. Otherwise, I don’t know how many times I would be hit by the water ghost at this time. After calming down a little, Aylin sheathed the steel sword and replaced it with a silver sword. At this time, except for the water ghost who was chopped down by the last sword, the other two had already rushed forward. A ferocious face approached quickly, and Aylin tightened his grip on the silver sword in his hand. The moment the water ghost rushed within one step of him, the blue cat's eyes suddenly dilated. Aylin kicked the ground suddenly and spun his body as the force was transmitted from the ground to his waist. Between the lightning and flint, the silver blade drew a beautiful arc in the air, directly cutting off the neck of the water ghost, and in the next moment, the sharp claw extended by the latter water ghost was divided into two. Before the head and claws fell to the ground, Aylin advanced instead of retreating, and spun around again to behead the water ghost who had lost his claws. At this time, Although the third water ghost was only two steps away, the battle had lost its suspense.
Half a minute later. Ailin let out a long breath and flicked the dirty blood off the silver sword. [Monster Group "Water Ghost" LV2 Crusade! 】 [Reward settlement: defeat the enemy, basic rating D, win more with less +1-D+, beheading intimidation +3-C+, emergency mission +2-B] [Final rating: B] [Trophy obtained: Water Ghost's Heart Essence*3, Small Experience Beads*9, Water Ghost's Treasure Box*4] [Limited time mission completed: You guys, come together! (Kill the water ghost 3/3)] [Rewards obtained: Small experience beads*10, general treasure chest*1] What a great harvest! Aelin thought. Listening to the buzzing sound in my ears, I felt a sense of happiness. Thanks water ghost! Aylin sighed in his heart, lowered his head and walked outside the training ground. "Apprentice Aelin!" Aylin raised his head and subconsciously caught what was thrown at him. Spread your palms, and under the noon sun, the crystal clear round gemstones reflect colorful prisms. It's Vera's illusion pendant. "Chief," Aylin looked at the chief in confusion, "I used the silver sword to kill the water ghost." The chief smiled, looked at Aylin approvingly, and said: "I know." "Bravery with reason is more worthy of reward than recklessness with greed." "So yes, Vera's illusion pendant is yours." "Not only that, because of your outstanding performance, all apprentices can get customized leather armor before the mountain trial." Aylin didn't wait for a reply. After the leader of the Wolf School praised Vesemir's teaching level a few more times, he walked straight to the gray main castle. Seeing the chief's figure leaving gracefully, Aylin felt mixed emotions in his heart. Could it be that I am really paranoid? It seems normal for the head of a school to reward apprentices with potential.
But in the background of the game, isn't the Witcher already in decline? Why was the Wolf School so arrogant in 1179, using magic props to boost the morale of its apprentices? Aylin looked away. 11-year-old Hughes, with silver hair and blue eyes, happily circled around him like a stuffed puppy. The two apprentices lying on the ground also looked at him with grateful eyes. For them, in the upcoming high mountain trial, whether they wear tailor-made high-quality leather armor or the tattered apprentice leather armor. Maybe it's the difference between life and death. Vesemir and Leto stood nearby, smiling as they watched the apprentices celebrate their victory. They seemed to accept the omnipotent setting of the Demon Hunter's Eyes, at least on the surface, and had no doubts about Aylin's rapid growth in strength. The demon hunters who were watching had almost left, but those who remained had smiles on their faces, as if they were pleased with the future of the Wolf School. The warm autumn sun shines dazzlingly through the towering gray tower and shines on the blue cat eyes of the 13-year-old witcher apprentice. For a moment, Aylin felt like becoming a hero. "Okay, okay, the celebration is over." Vesemir clapped his hands, attracting the attention of the apprentices. "Aylin and Hughes stay," Vesemir nodded to Aylin, then lowered his head and said, "The rest of the injured apprentices should go to the alchemy room on the second floor of the south tower for treatment, and get lunch by the way." The injured apprentice heard this and left. Aylin and Hughes followed Vesemir to the six corpses of water ghosts. Leto had dragged them all together. "Next, I'll teach you how to extract the material of the water ghost." Vesemir pulled out a dagger from his waist. "Watch it carefully. I will only teach you once." "Don't you have to wait for Bont and the others?" Hughes asked doubtfully. "This is your prey, it has nothing to do with anyone else." Vesemir did not raise his head, "Don't talk too much, watch carefully, I will only teach you once." "The tongue and brain of the water ghost are excellent alchemical materials." "As the most common water element substrate in alchemy, its gentle characteristics can mediate conflicts between many advanced materials..." "Although these two materials come from the same water ghost, they are processed in very different ways..." Vesemir's voice still helped him sleep. In less than ten minutes, Hughes's weight was basically pressing on Aylin's back. The exhaustion of high-intensity fighting was also knocking on the door gently at this moment, trying to enter Aylin's brain. "...Most people - including even some wizards - think that witchers rely on silver swords and sigils to hunt monsters, but this is not accurate."
"Potions are also an important weapon for us." "The Witcher's potion is prepared from spirits, water ghost brains, dandelions, mushrooms, etc." "The configuration is simple and materials are readily available." "After taking it, it can significantly improve the reaction speed of the demon hunter and suppress the pain..." "Demon hunter potion?" Aylin caught the key word, "Master Vesemir, is this the only potion for witchers?" "Of course not." After hearing the negative answer, Aylin breathed a sigh of relief. Too. How could there be so many potions in the game that they suddenly disappeared. "If you have money," Vesemir shrugged, "of course you can buy some flashy potions from wizards, such as night vision, muscle strengthening, invisibility, etc." The message in Vesemir's words was already obvious, but Aylin still held a trace of luck and asked: "Is the only potion that a witcher can prepare is the witcher potion?" "Of course, it's simple and practical, and that's all we need." Ailin's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. This was not the witcher world he was familiar with. Newbies and new books, please read, recommend, and collect! Internal investment has passed, please feel free to invest!