Afternoon at Killer Lake. The people by the lake were divided into two circles, one large and one small. The chiefs of the Wolf School, Soy and Vera, were close to Killer Lake, with a translucent light red shield isolating them from the outside world. Sometimes they were talking intimately, and sometimes they suddenly separated, as if they were having an awkward moment. The larger circle is the six master demon hunters. They chatted with each other about what they had seen this year, and occasionally discussed the performance of these apprentices this year. Although the topics are different, every master witcher sets his sights on that small circle from time to time. "Vesemir, what is the relationship between the apprentice named Aelin and Ms. Vera?" The gray-haired old demon hunter withdrew his gaze and asked curiously: "I heard you right. Ms. Vera wanted to rush into the mountain for a trial earlier just to save him, right?"
Vesemir's gaze remained in the direction of Killer Lake. Unlike other master witchers, he was unable to withdraw and talk about the lives and deaths of several witcher apprentices as if nothing had happened. Vesemir had not smiled since Vera had said that Old Spearhead might go berserk with hunger. However, after hearing the old demon hunter master's question, he still suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, turned around and answered: "It should be." "After the Trial of Green Grass, Aylin has been learning alchemy with Ms. Vera." After a pause, Vesemir continued: "I think this is why Aylin was able to create a magic potion like the killer whale." The gray-haired old demon hunter nodded slightly. He also knew that some sorceresses would do some deviant things because of their innate motherhood and nowhere to place it. Vera just took on a demon hunter apprentice to teach alchemy, nothing special. but. "As expected of Ms. Vera, you can teach an apprentice with such superb potion skills in just half a month." After the old demon hunter sighed for a moment, his expression suddenly became depressed. "Ms. Vera, caring leads to chaos!" "How can you interfere at will in the witcher's trial?" "It's a pity that such an excellent demon hunter apprentice would encounter such a situation." The old demon hunter smacked his lips, the vicissitudes of his face full of regret. It could be heard from his tone that he had no hope for Aylin's success in passing the mountain test.
Actually. He didn't even think that any of the apprentices who participated in the trial this time could survive the hands of Old Spearhead. The old demon hunter is waiting here, it's just a habit. Maybe it's waiting for a miracle. He didn't know which point it was, and he didn't want to get into it. The old witcher's time is worthless anyway. "Ai Lin and the others will pass the mountain test!" The gray-haired demon hunter was stunned for a moment when he heard this. The expression on Vesemir's face was serious and firm, as if he firmly believed in his judgment. Or maybe he just didn't want to believe that the ominousness hidden in the old demon hunter's tone would really happen. "Vesemir, do not remember the apprentice's name." The old witcher said seriously. After seeing that the expression on Vesemir's face did not change, he sighed, shook his head, and walked towards another group of demon hunters. At this time. "嚓~嚓~嚓~" A demon hunter carrying two swords walked over the thick snow from a distance. "Leto!" "Why are you here?" Vesemir screamed, attracting the attention of other master demon hunters. As Leto approached, Master Witcher Dante took a look at his attire. From a distance, he looks disheveled and pale. After he slowly approached step by step, the master witchers discovered that there were faint red marks on Leto's exposed skin. When you get closer, you can still smell the cheap perfume on him. Demon Hunter Master Danti couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Leto...Leto, were you...just dragged out of the bed in the Pink Tavern?" "Since when did a place like this exist on Guhai Fortress?" Leto's face turned dark when he heard this, and before he could quibble, he was suddenly pulled aside by Vesemir. "Leto, what's wrong with you?" Vesemir secretly glanced at the edge of Killer Lake.
The sorceress and the head of the Wolf School were facing away from them. then. Vesemir pulled Leto behind a larch tree and urged in a low voice: "Quick, leave before Ms. Vera notices you!" Leto pulled helplessly, but Vesemir messed up the cotton armor again, and said calmly: "No need, it was Ms. Vera who brought me back." "ah?" Vesemir opened his mouth wide, and then denied in surprise: "That's not right. How does Ms. Vera know where you are?" "This scent is..." Vesemil paused, shrugged his nose, and sniffed closer, with surprise written all over his face, "Why did you run so far?" "No, you ran so far away, how did Ms. Vera find you?" "Did you tell Aylin privately where you were?" Leto sighed helplessly, the emotions in the two brown cat eyes were complicated. He looked deeply at Vesemir again and again, then straightened his clothes, sighed again, followed each word, and said softly but gritted his teeth: "Master Vesemir!" "Is there a possibility?" "It was not the witcher apprentice Aelin who revealed my whereabouts." The master witcher felt a little nervous when Leto stared at him. He felt something was wrong, but he still asked: "Then...who could it be?" Demon hunter Leto took another deep look at Vesemir and said: "Maybe some master witcher." "I'm just an ordinary demon hunter, and I don't dare to call the masters by their names at will..." "I'm afraid that at the critical moment next time, I will be dragged out of bed again. Before I can put on my clothes and say goodbye to the beautiful girls, I will enter three portals in a row..." "In the end, I had to walk step by step to Kaer Morhen in the heavy snow, enduring the witcher's portal syndrome, and then to Killer Lake..." "Ahem~" Vesemir listened to these resentful words and was stared at with even more resentful eyes. He couldn't help coughing twice, interrupting Leto's continuous whining. No matter how stupid you are, you will now understand who the master witcher Leto is talking about. Vesemir did have contact with Ms. Vera several times some time ago.
So he turned his head to look at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, changed the subject and said: "By the way...why did Ms. Vera send you back?" "Did you ask for it yourself?" "How is that possible!" Leto couldn't help shouting. Before he finished speaking, he immediately glanced at the translucent light red protective shield on the edge of the killer lake, and whispered: "Ms. Vera asked me to witness Aylin's mountain trial..." "If you ask me, this is not necessary at all. How could a natural-born demon hunter like Aylin fail the test..." "Unless he is unlucky enough to happen to meet Old Spearhead getting up for breakfast..." "But how is this possible? You think so, Vesemir..." "Vesemir?" Leto's nagging voice gradually lowered, because he saw Vesemir's face slowly darkening. Leto's heart also skipped a beat, and he secretly said: "It can't be such a coincidence, right?" "Ai Lin can really meet Old Spearhead for breakfast?" Newbies and new books, please read, comment, collect, and vote monthly! The third round of recommendations is here, please read it!