Chapter 136 My little boy has grown up (0/1 for the leader "Soda 10")

After all, Ailin is not that devilish.

Although the controllability of the mountain trial has been improved and the difficulty has been reduced after his revision.

But for the apprentices, the more intuitive thing is that the days of practice and preparation have become fewer, and the items in the mountain trials have become unfamiliar and uncertain.

So the pressure is no less than when Ailin was there.

Even he himself had a good rest for a few days after the mountain trial, so why should he make things difficult for others with the same fate?

Therefore, the experiment on "Legion Skill: Resonance" was postponed to the next day.

However, the results of the second day's attempt were not very ideal, or there was no effect at all.

After practicing the six seals for a whole day, none of them produced "resonance".

As for the Ice Spear Spell, the members are still learning it and no one has unlocked the skill.

Therefore, the "resonance" experiment can only come to a temporary halt.

The descent is imminent.

Arryn did not lead his legion out of Kaer Morhen to hunt again.

Including himself, he would only leave the Ancient Sea Fortress in the morning and run to the rock troll camp to deliver some rotten meat and build relationships with the Big Stone family of three.

in the afternoon.

Arryn usually discusses the development of the Demon Hunter Corps and the defense of Kaer Morhen with the Chief and Aristoth.

These deployments will be completed one after another after the demon hunters go down the mountain.

The deployment also includes the production of common city defense tools such as beams and falling rocks, which will be the responsibility of the Wolf Pack members who remain in Kaer Morhen.

After Ailin privately revealed the crisis of the Future School to the members of the Corps, they all had serious faces and gladly accepted the task with a strong sense of mission.

night.

Ailin would come to the alchemy room, in addition to preparing some potions for use on the way.

He would also inform his chief warlock of everything discussed that afternoon regarding the Demon Hunting Corps.

And in the midst of Mary's expressions that were sometimes serious, sometimes confused, sometimes clear, and sometimes even incomprehensible to Erin, he gave his own interpretations of these discussions, in an effort to get Mary's brain waves in sync with his own as soon as possible.

Ms. Vera would also add some insights and ideas.

And the next Trial of the Grass will be scheduled after Arryn's return.

that's it.

It was soon time to go down the mountain.

……

early morning.

The sun is shining, a good day to send someone on a long journey.

At the gate of the Gu Hai Fortress, a large group of people gathered scattered around.

They stood together talking and laughing.

After a while, some people will leave and some will return, but everyone can't hide their reluctance to leave.

Such is the fate of the demon hunter.

Reunion is always short, separation is always the norm.

Maybe I won’t be able to see the same person next year, or maybe I won’t even be able to find a place to pay tribute.

It’s like this this year and every year.

Do not!
Maybe not.

At least this year, every demon hunter who is about to travel far away has an extra potion bag on his waist.

There was a jingling sound inside as three kinds of potions were prepared according to respective needs.

Killer whales, cat's eyes, and necrophagous oil.

Among them, the largest number of demon hunters were those who were preparing killer whales, and many of them even had bags full of killer whales in their waist bags.

After all, in many cases, having one more escape route option often means one more life.

Waterways can be found in cities, villages, and even in uninhabited mountains and wilderness.

When many demon hunters left and passed by the largest group of people outside the city gate, they would always nod to a young figure with gratitude in their eyes.

Even among that group of people, some were older than him, some had higher status than him, and some were stronger than him.

"Chief, do you really want to send Ailin to participate in the competition without knowing the king's attitude?"

Seeing people nodding to Ailin and leaving not far away, White couldn't help but ask. The chief tilted his head to look at White and said as a matter of course:

"White, Aelin is a demon hunter!"

When White heard this, he sighed and said nothing more.

Arryn is a witcher.

Demon hunters always have to go down the mountain to hunt demons.

This is not just a way to make a living, but also the mission and meaning of their existence.

And demon hunters always die.

No one knows how long a demon hunter lives, because for them, death always comes faster than aging.

And sooner or later, no one is exempt.

In the light red shield not far away, the sorceress gently advised:

"Although the amulet of the goddess Meliteli can temporarily block the sight of the evil god, you must not forget to go to the church of the righteous god..."

"It's best to go to the Temple of Meliteli in Elland. I have already written to the High Priestess Ianna. Just take this amulet with you and someone will naturally take you there."

"It's probably too late to go there right now..."

The sorceress had been giving him instructions on various matters for at least an hour.

Although it feels good to have someone care about you, it is obviously embarrassing to be told this and that like a child in front of everyone.

"I understand, Ms. Vera."

"As soon as I finish participating in Ben Ader's Apprentice Fighting Tournament, I will go to the Temple of Meliteli in Elland."

Ailin assured again and again.

Seeing that he really took this matter to heart, the sorceress nodded with satisfaction.

Then he snapped his fingers and produced a delicate small bag that made a dinging sound, which he was about to put into Ailin's hand.

Seeing this, he quickly refused and looked at the chief cautiously.

It was fine to use the alchemical materials at will in the alchemy room, but it was a waste of money to be stuffed in front of me...

This... this is really hard to accept.

"What's wrong, Aelin?"

The sorceress was surprised to see his refusal. After thinking about it, she snapped her fingers again.

A dark, simple, but equally expensive-looking men's purse replaced the exquisite small bag.

"No thanks, Ms. Vera."

"Money...I can earn money by taking on commissions myself."

Aelin's face flushed.

I really didn't expect that in another world, I could experience the feeling of being kept by a rich woman.

But he is a child of miracles, how could he be troubled by money?

You have to know that he was carrying the Elsa Dwarf Master Silver Sword worth 17325 orens.

Seeing Ailin's defiant expression, the sorceress suddenly remembered the conversation among several noble ladies at a banquet she attended a few years ago, and she immediately understood.

"My little boy has grown up and has self-esteem."

Then she stopped insisting and glanced sideways at Mary who had been waiting for a long time beside her, and another conversation at the banquet came to her mind.

"Snapped!"

A snap of the fingers.

The reddish soundproofing shield was removed.

"Mary, come here!"

"Alin has something to tell you!"

The sorceress's voice was not loud, but the witcher masters around her were all very perceptive.

Hearing this, they all shifted their gazes over and their ears moved almost imperceptibly.

"Da~da~da~"

Mary came over wearing brown leather boots, a red skirt, and dimples, and asked expectantly:
"Alin, what do you want to tell me?"

(End of this chapter)