Chapter 1 Demon Hunting Notes
1179, late autumn.

Kaer Morhen, apprentice training grounds.

"Alin, what are you daydreaming about?"

The stern reprimand brought Ailin back to his wandering state of mind.

The middle-aged man in a black wide-brimmed hat was staring at him with dark golden cat eyes.

“I’m sorry, Master Vesemir.” Arryn admitted politely, “I was distracted just now.”

Hearing the apology, Vesemir nodded, glanced at the four apprentices sitting cross-legged around him, and continued his lecture.

"Apprentices, when dealing with water ghosts, the silver sword will always be your best partner..."

Pure monster knowledge is boring, and Vesemir, who teaches "Monsterology", has a very simple teaching style.

It wasn't long before Ailin was distracted again.

Ailin is a time traveler from Blue Star.

Originally named Lin Ai, 30 years old, orphan.

Before traveling through time, he was a middle-level manager in a company.

Middle-level managers sound good, but in reality they are just the leeks of those with connections and the high-level scapegoats of the leaders.

Before his soul traveled to the world of The Witcher, Lin Ai, who had just been promoted, worked through four late nights before finally completing a big project.

Very smoothly, he was picked by the mascot of the airborne team a week ago.

The mascot with an unknown background watched movies and read novels in the office, and his job rank was promoted two levels.

Lin Ai and his team members, who had no background at all, received a cup of milk tea each as hush money, and in the end they had to thank their boss for the gift with a fake smile.

after all,

After being promoted twice in a row, the mascot has replaced the retiring old leader and become their boss.

But Lin Ai has gotten used to these bad things.

But what he never expected was that it was this 12-yuan cup of milk tea given by the mascot that allowed him to travel to the world of The Witcher.

What enters your mouth one second is industrial saccharin, and the next second it turns into a herbal decoction that is smelly, bitter, and sticky.

Then came the pain of my entire body's muscles twitching and dissolving, and the influx of memories that made my brain explode...

Recalling the painful memories three days ago, Lin Ai shuddered instinctively.

Although he completed the game "The Witcher 3" in his spare time, Ailin never thought that he would become a demon hunter one day.

“Next month, there will be a high mountain trial with a mortality rate of over 50%.” Ailin sighed in his heart.

Just as Ailin was thinking about how to survive in this dangerous world, a cold mechanical voice suddenly sounded, and a blood-red transparent panel appeared before his eyes.

[Demon Hunting Notes has been activated]

[Hunting monsters can get rewards. The stronger the monster, the higher the reward.]

[Obtain special skills: Demon Hunting LV1]

"Time travel has already happened, so it doesn't seem strange to have another system." Ailin thought.

There is only one option on the panel: "Character".

According to the information he received, Ailin's mind moved and the character panel was opened.

[Name: Ailin]

【Age: 13】

[Title: Child of Miracle]

【Level: 1】

[Health: 100% physical strength 52/52]

[Attributes: Strength 5.1, Agility 5.3, Constitution 5.2, Perception 6.9, Mysticism 3.1]

[Special Skill: Demon Hunting LV1]

[Skill: Wolf School Two-handed Sword LV1 (0/100)]

【Evaluation: Dish!!!】

(Special skills will only be upgraded as the character level increases)
[Demon Hunting (Active): Consume 50 points of physical strength, concentrate your mind to enter the demon hunting state, and when the conditions are met, launch a critical strike (the monster will definitely be killed)]

Ailin: Food?

Is this panel scolding me?

After complaining in his mind, Ailin silently turned off the panel.

The system is pretty good, and the demon hunting skills given seem pretty powerful, but there is a key problem.

Where does the devil come from?

Ailin had just passed the Grass Trial three days ago, and the Mountain Trial was in a month.

During this month, he couldn't even get out of the gate of Kaer Morhen. Where could he find monsters to kill?

"Aylin!"

"You're daydreaming again!"

Vesemir slammed the copy of The Water Ghost and the Swamp Witch shut in his hands.

I can’t continue this class!
Among the four apprentices, three were distracted.

The last apprentice was not distracted, but he was not listening to the class either.

The small body hid behind Ailin, with its head almost touching its knees.

What do you think?

Sleeping in this place?
The apprentice training ground is right next to the main road in and out of the castle. Even if he can't see it, can't the other witchers see it?

"Very good! It seems that you all don't need to learn any more knowledge about water ghosts, so let's just fight them directly!" Vesemir shouted angrily to the side: "Leto!"

Not far away, the witcher, who was leaning against the castle wall with his arms folded across his chest, nodded and pulled open the black cloth on the cage beside him.

In the cage, a humanoid monster with blue skin and fish fins on its dorsal side screamed loudly, stimulated by the sudden sunlight.

This is a water ghost.

The moment the black cloth was pulled open, the wolf head emblems on Vesemir and Leto's chests began to buzz violently.

“Be thankful, apprentices!” Vesemir pressed his badge and continued, “We have just completed the Green Grass Trial and can now face the monsters safely. This is a privilege that only apprentices of the Wolf School can enjoy.”

"The scum of the Cat School only know how to teach apprentices how to kill their own kind and how to dig the last penny out of a dead person's stinky boots in a despicable way."

Seemingly satisfied with his rhetoric, after criticizing his colleagues, Vesemir looked at his apprentices with a more relaxed expression.

He handed Arryn the steel sword and the old apprentice's leather armor.

"Come on, Master Ailin, put on your leather armor, hold your sword tightly, and let me see if your strength matches your arrogance?"

Before Ailin could argue, he was quickly stuffed into the leather armor by the other apprentices.

When I came to my senses, my feet were on the sandy and gravel ground of the training ground.

There were quite a few people outside the training ground.

They were all adult demon hunters who happened to be passing by and watching the fun.

"Are you ready, Master Arryn?"

Just as Ailin was about to speak, he heard a familiar mechanical voice.

"Ding, a main quest is found: [The Beginning of the Demon Hunting Road] Kill a water ghost (0/1)"

I had no choice but to swallow my excuses.

"It's just a water ghost. What's there to be afraid of?" Ailin thought.

He gripped the steel sword tightly in his hand, took a deep breath, and nodded calmly to Vesemir.

"Ready."

"Very good!" Vesemir smiled uncharacteristically.

At this time, the witcher Leto pushed the cage and came to Vesemir's side.

Vesemir opened the cage, tilted his body slightly to avoid the water ghost's attack, and quickly made a gesture to the water ghost with his right hand.

Alder Seal.

This is one of the six magic tricks of the demon hunter. It is a kind of telekinesis that can be used to repel, stun, and knock down opponents, and can also be used to destroy obstacles.

Under the visible shock wave, the ugly monster rolled in front of Ailin like a ball.

The water ghost screamed but didn't get up yet.

Ailin gripped the steel sword tightly, ready to rush over and kill it with one blow when it was off guard.

At this moment, Vesemir's voice suddenly came to his ears.

"First mistake - weapons!"

"I just told you that when dealing with water ghosts, the silver sword will always be your best partner."

Ailin:?
Didn’t you give me this steel sword?
　New author, new book, please read, recommend, and collect! The internal investment has passed, please feel free to invest!
　　

(End of this chapter)