"Who is Ailin?" Everyone turned their heads to look at the demon hunter who was speaking, as if they were looking at some out-of-this-world antique. The uniform movements scared the "old antique" out of his drunkenness, and he asked weakly: "What...what's the matter? Is Ailin famous?" As soon as he finished speaking, a demon hunter stationed in Kaermerhen popularized the "common sense" of the Ancient Sea Fortress to him. What "the demon hunter apprentice of the bloody red fox", "the water ghost killer of the Ancient Sea Fortress", "the ice king slayer" and "the demon hunter master preparation". "Wait!" "Alin is still a demon hunter apprentice?" "Old Antique" caught the key words and asked in disbelief. The white-haired demon hunter master smiled and said:
"Alin passed the high mountain trial today and is already a formal demon hunter of the Wolf School." "Ah? So he really did so many things during his apprenticeship?" "Old Antique" couldn't help but exclaimed. "To be precise, he did so many things in one month..." The demon hunter stationed in Kaermorn paused, tilted his head to look at the chief, and then looked at the corpse of the demon standing abruptly in the hall, and said with emotion: "And it seems that he has done something even more remarkable." As soon as the voice fell, everyone saw the chief nodded and agreed with his words. So. Another silence fell in the castle hall. Even the demon hunter who was familiar with Ailin couldn't help but sigh and feel a little frustrated at this time. "Wait!" "So, this apprentice named Ailin, just passed the trial, is going to become a demon hunter master?" "Old Antique" once again grasped the key. This time, the chief did not nod his head in approval, but looked at the other witcher masters. After finding that they had no objection, he nodded again and admitted: "Yes, in these few days, we will grant Ailin the title of witcher master and submit a formal notification letter to other schools." "Wow~" After a moment of silence, the main hall suddenly became noisy like boiling water. "When did the youngest witcher master get the title?" "If you don't count the period of the witcher cult, it was Vesemir. I remember he was in his forties and got the title of master..."
"Oh my God! This record is already unattainable. Could this witcher named Ailin be the son of God in the mouth of the fools?" ... The exclamations of the crowd came one after another, only the witcher masters smiled slightly, looking calm and confident. They had been shocked on the way. "Could it be just luck? Or some other reason? After all, there was no demon hunter following during the mountain trial..." "Bang~Bang~" A burly man with a black beard moved two huge heads into the room. The sound of the frozen monster heads being placed on the ground interrupted the demon hunter's doubts. "The chief and I have checked it. The black burn marks on the cross section of the head were caused by the silver sword, and the marks are exactly the same as those of Vesemir's Elsa." The chief also spoke up and said: "A few days ago, Vesemir and Aylin hunted an ice king together, and the cross section was the same as these two." After a pause, he continued to explain: "Aylin is the owner of the demon hunter's eye. When hunting monsters, the cut marks formed are very special. The cut surface is smooth and flat, and the edges are neat. There is no way to disguise it." With the chief and a demon hunter master as witnesses, everyone recognized Aylin's hunting achievements. The demon hunter who raised the question wanted to say something else. Seeing this, the bearded demon hunter master stared at the man's shrinking eyes and said: "If you still have doubts, you can wait until Ailin comes back to compare the traces of the silver sword." "As for whether it is luck? Do I need to teach you this, Sally?" "Without real skills, even if I give you my silver sword, you can't chop off the head of the old spearhead." "What's more, the favor of fate is the greatest weapon of the demon hunter." "If you are lucky enough to encounter a griffin that crashes to death on the side of the road, I will also apply for the title of demon hunter master for you." The tone of the bearded demon hunter master became more and more severe, because the one who raised the question was his former traveling apprentice. He knew what kind of person this was. Cowardly and jealous. The scum of the wolf school. If he remembered correctly, Sally had not come down the mountain to accept commissions for five years. Sally shrank his head when he heard this and never said a word again. At this moment,
"Bang~" An orange portal appeared next to the meat mountain. "Bang~Bang~Bang~" Under the gaze of the crowd, five figures came out of the portal one after another, but their reactions were different. The most embarrassed were Hughes, Bont and Fred. As soon as he came out of the portal, he fell directly to the ground, covering his lower abdomen with his hands, and kept retching. Most of the demon hunters present felt the same pain in their lower abdomen when they saw this scene. After passing through the portal many times, Aylin and Leto seemed to have found some tricks, but their faces were a little pale and their legs were a little weak. Vesemir maintained the face of the demon hunter master and walked out of the portal step by step. Just a slightly blue face proved that he was not easy to deal with. "Da~Da~Da~" The sorceress slowly walked out of the light gate, elegant and calm. "Pah" A snap of the fingers. As the portal closed, a bottle of potion appeared in the sorceress's hand, which was as green as newborn grass and carefully carved like jasper. Ailin took the potion skillfully and drank it skillfully. His face instantly became ruddy. "Thank you, Ms. Vera." The sorceress nodded slightly, ignoring Leto's expectant face. She glanced at Hughes, Bont and Fred who were still retching on the ground, and after thinking for a moment, she conjured three more green sighs and handed them to them. Hughes and the others subconsciously looked at Ailin, and when they saw him nod, they swallowed it in one gulp. "Wow!" Almost the moment he finished drinking the potion, Hughes touched his lower abdomen in surprise. A warm current burned from his stomach, but it was not painful. After a moment, warmth spread all over the body, not only did the dizziness and nausea caused by the portal disappear, but the whole body also instantly lightened. It was as if he was reborn. Bont and Fred were also shocked, feeling the skin and muscles on their bodies. "Why don't you thank Ms. Vera!" Vesemir reminded.
Hughes and the others just reacted and thanked: "Thank you, Ms. Vera!" The sorceress smiled and nodded. Her gentle expression and outstanding and exquisite appearance made the witchers present stunned. "Ahem~" The low cough interrupted everyone's reverie and made the sorceress retract her smile. The chief of the Wolf School cleared his cough twice and said: "Alin, what are you going to do with the bodies of the Ice King and Old Spearhead?" Hearing this, many witchers present immediately focused their attention on Alin. Newcomer and new book, please read, comment, collect, and vote! The third round of recommendations, please read! Thanks to the book friend "氵灬亻" for the reward.