Chapter 13 The Miracle Child
Hearing the woman's long sigh, the man said nothing.

Maybe he didn't know what to say.

At last.

The woman pushed the man away.

With a snap of his fingers, he tidied his appearance.

The sorceress looked up expressionlessly: "What do you want from me?"

The exquisite makeup and the voice that remain the same for decades.

If the witcher hadn't looked down and seen that his chest was still wet, he would have almost thought that what had just happened was an illusion.

"Snapped"

Another snap of fingers.

A magical warm air swept past, and the red cotton armor returned to its original state before entering the door.

"It's still the same as before!"

The demon hunter sighed with some nostalgia.

Then he stopped thinking about it, sorted out his words, and said:

"I passed Ard Kalai on my way back to Kaer Morhen."

"Haxo summoned me and told me two things."

The sorceress asked with interest, "What did the Big Eater say?"

"One about the non-human races. Hackathol asked me what I thought of the elves."

"what do you say?"

The witcher was about to answer when he was interrupted.

"Forget it, there's no need to talk about it. It's just that the Wolf School adheres to neutrality or something like that." The sorceress looked accustomed to it.

The demon hunter said helplessly: "I did say that."

"The Path of Glory must not be desecrated. The Wolf School only targets dangerous monsters."

"The Road of Glory?" The sorceress conjured up a bottle of red wine and a wine glass, and after filling it with wine, she sighed, "Except in Toussaint and knight novels, I haven't heard this term anywhere else for a long time."

"And then, my 'knight'."

The demon hunter sniffed the aroma of wine in the air and asked helplessly:
"Before that, aren't you going to pour me a glass too?"

"No," the sorceress refused, shaking the red wine in the glass, "I'm in a bad mood right now, and I don't want to share anything with anyone."

Swallowing quietly, the witcher could only continue, "He has arranged a competition for the next spring equinox."

"A competition?" the sorceress expressed interest.

"Yes, an apprentice competition between the wolf school and the cat school."

"You agree?" The sorceress put down her wine glass and her expression changed.

"I can only agree. The victorious school will receive double the funding every year."

The sorceress said, "A loser has nothing?"

"Yes, nothing, including the original copy."

"I have a feeling these two things are related, but..."

The demon hunter paused, sighed, and pleaded sincerely:

"Vera, you know."

"No matter how powerful the monster is, even a dragon, I have never been afraid of it."

"But politics... is not my strong point, nor is it the other witchers of the Wolf School. So..."

"Wei, use your wisdom to help me, just like when the Witcher Cult fell apart, guide me one more time."

Vera raised her glass, took a sip of the fragrant red wine, and replied indifferently:

"Don't call me Wei. We haven't been in that relationship for a long time."

Raising her hand to stop the witcher from making excuses, the sorceress continued:

"But since you still remember the promise I made ten years ago, I will help you get the information."

"Promise? Did you see the illusion pendant?"

"Not only that," Vera seemed to have thought of something interesting and suddenly laughed out loud, "After ten years, the pendant almost returned to its creator."

Then, the sorceress seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes quickly dimmed again.

She stood up from her seat, slowly walked to the cold windowsill, lowered her brows, and looked absentmindedly towards the west of the tower.

Seeing the woman who just laughed out loud, suddenly became sad and disappointed, the demon hunter thought:
"Sure enough, it's still the same as before, nothing has changed."

Ignoring the noise in the witcher's head, the sorceress sang softly in a trance:

"You must know that the time of sword and axe is near. It is the era of the winter wolf and snow..."

"The world will die in the frost and be reborn in the new sun."

"Ess'tuath esse! This is inevitable! Watch for the signs!"

"If you want to know what the sign is..." After a pause, the woman's voice became lighter and more ethereal.

The cold voice is intermittent.

It seemed to come from the clouds higher than the top of the Blue Mountain.

"First... Filius Miraculi - the miracle child - was born in a bitter cold land..."

"Death and rebirth, inhuman people bring blood and fire..."

"The prophecy of the prophetess Isilin." The witcher listened to the sorceress's chanting in silence, and said with a complicated expression: "Vera, the child of miracles has passed through the tomb of death and is about to usher in a new life..."

The sorceress was still looking into the distance, leaving him with only her silent and graceful back.

After hesitating for a moment, the witcher slowly walked over, gently put his arm around the sorceress's shoulders, and said:
"Don't worry, Wei."

"Just as the prophecy says, our children will have a new life..."

Vera sighed, tightened her hold on the witcher's arm, and closed her eyes.

"Soey."

The demon hunter Soi responded gently, "I'm here."

"Do you think he will hate me?"

Before Soi could answer, he heard Vera mumbling sadly to herself.

"He's going to hate me..."

"Most definitely……"

Soi sighed deeply and looked up at the peak of the Blue Mountain, which was covered with snow all year round.

Nothing was said.

……

Of course, Ailin didn't know at this time that the head of the Wolf School and the sorceress Vera were his biological parents.

The thought had never even occurred to him.

After all, in the game's setting, it is impossible for a demon hunter and a sorceress to have offspring.

The sorceresses are okay, at least there are cases of them giving birth.

The Demon Hunter couldn't find a single example.

When two people in the infertile profession get together, the probability of having offspring is not much different from zero.

After leaving the tower, Ailin did not rush back to the dormitory.

He walked slowly along the main road towards the apprentice dormitory, thinking about the 9950 small experience beads in his mind.

The idea to solve the problem is very simple.

Or reduce the demand through learning.

Or by hunting and increasing the inventory.

The trouble is the time span.

He must learn alchemy before the mountain trial, which is within a month.

It is almost impossible to catch up simply relying on the little progress made by the sorceress in her lectures.

It would be impossible to collect the required experience beads by relying on Vesemir's practical classes every few days.

"The current situation must be changed!" Ailin thought.

Vera's alchemy class cannot be stopped, as it is the only channel for Ailin to obtain alchemy knowledge.

The experience beads required to unlock alchemy can be greatly reduced as you learn.

As a student, he had no right to ask Vera to speed up.

Therefore, the only thing we can do is change the current situation of monster hunting.

If you want to hunt more monsters, you can only...

"Leave Kaer Morhen!"

As his thoughts gradually became clearer, Ailin became more and more certain that only going out hunting could solve the current dilemma.

Outside the towering castle, there are countless water ghosts.

It's not even just water ghosts.

Evil ghosts, little fog monsters, ghouls...

These are all targets that Ailin can hunt.

More importantly, as the types and quantities of items available for hunting increase, the possibility of triggering a mission will also increase.

Who knows, once you complete a few tasks, you might be directly rewarded with Alchemy Level 2.

"But...how do we leave Kaer Morhen?"

Ailin murmured.

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