Chapter 157 Uninvited Guest

Deep within the castle ruins.

"Deng~Deng~Deng~"

The clear sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.

Following the direction of the enrichment of black magic points, Ailin brought Vesemir to the place where the ten spirits were hunted.

The dim light shone through the dry vines.

One can vaguely see the former glory of this place from the broken crystal chandelier overturned in the middle of the dance floor, the gray carpet, and the dusty portraits on both sides.

This is a banquet hall, at least it used to be.

"what!"

The young demon hunter's surprised cry broke the silence here.

His eyes widened, his gaze fixed on the east side of the dance floor.

In the center of the two paintings, dense black magic points seep out from the carved gray walls, as if there was a black magic point generator in the wall.

What exactly is this black magic?
So eerie and gloomy.

So... unknown!
Aren’t the magical elements that make up the wizarding world only earth, air, water and fire?
Ailin pondered uneasily.

He originally thought that this was just some kind of magical remnant similar to necromancy, but he didn't expect that these black magical elements seemed to have a source in this castle.

At the same time, I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

The closer I got to the wall, the more I felt a bit of a bone-chilling chill eroding my body.

But if you feel it carefully, it seems to be there and not there, and the temperature around you has not dropped.

"what happened?"

From Vesemir's perspective, the young witcher was staring at nothing more than an ordinary wall.

However, Ailin's strange behavior still made him raise his right hand, hold the hilt of the sword, and be alert.

"Master Vesemir, those black magic points I just told you about came from behind this wall!"

"Deng~Deng~Deng~"

Vesemir approached quickly, sword in hand, and stared at the wall, up and down.

Ten seconds.

He sighed, looked at Ailin enviously, shook his head, and said with some disappointment:
"Ordinary demon hunters can't sense magic... I... can't see anything."

"Let's look around. Since the anomaly appears inside the wall, there must be a secret room here."

Ailin nodded slightly when he heard this and began to look around.

Many people have misunderstandings about the secret rooms in aristocratic castles.

I feel that the more sophisticated and complex the mechanism of the secret room is, the better it is hidden and the less likely it is to be discovered.

Actually not.

The principle of a secret room lies in secrecy.

As long as no one knew, no one thought there was a secret room in the room.

Even if it is just covered with a carpet, it is still a qualified secret room.

on the contrary.

As long as someone knows the location of the secret room, no matter how complicated the mechanism is, it will not be able to stop those who are determined to figure it out.

Therefore, Ailin only used the two tracking skills for three minutes to find the location of the secret room mechanism.

That's the nail behind the two paintings.

Looking at the traces of human fingerprints on the nail, Arlin and Vesemir looked at each other and pressed it at the same time.

"Boom~"

There was a heavy friction sound between the boulders.

The dance floor in front of the wall gradually sank, revealing a bottomless staircase leading downwards.

"Boom!"

"Gulu~Gulu~"

"Qiang!"

The two demon hunters looked at the dark passage that seemed to lead directly to the abyss. After looking at each other, they drank the cat's eye potion almost at the same time, and then cast the Quen Seal on themselves.

Then he raised his right hand, drew out the silver sword that was flashing with a cold light, and evenly applied the ghost oil on the sword.

Demon hunters don't fight unprepared battles.

everything's ready.

Vesemir stared with his eyes turned pure black due to the erosion of the potion, nodded slightly to Arryn, and walked into the passage of the secret room first.

Aelin followed closely behind.

"Deng~Deng~Deng~"

The corridor was so quiet that I could hear my own breathing and heartbeat.

In such a narrow road that can barely accommodate one person, it would be a nightmare if you encounter a ghost-like monster.

But fortunately not.

Go down the stairs and up the steps.

Under the magical vision, the black magic in the short and narrow passage has turned from a stream into a river.

As he went deeper into the tunnel, Ailin felt increasingly colder.

It's not that the temperature around me is dropping, but it's like the body is naturally weak and cold after losing too much blood.

"Erin! Use the Othrop Sign!" Vesemir suddenly stopped at this moment, turned around and shouted loudly.

"There are monsters sucking our life force!"

Are there monsters?
Draw vitality?
Ailin's face suddenly changed, and he quickly circulated the magic power in his body, crossing his hands and quickly forming the Othrop seal.

This is a seal specifically used to resist magic.

A lavender transparent spherical protective shield was generated from the soles of the feet and closed above the head almost simultaneously.

The chill that Ailin felt suddenly diminished, but it still existed.

He looked at the black magic points that were blocked by the Ottrop seal and were constantly bounced off by the shield, and thought:
"Is it true that the vitality was absorbed because of the magic used by the monster?"

"Tap~tap~tap~"

Vesemir, who was wearing a dark purple transparent protective shield in front, quickened his pace with a serious expression.

Soon a door was seen blocking the passage.

Ailin felt it and found that the corresponding position behind the door was behind the two oil paintings.

"Snapped!"

The wooden door was kicked open.

The aggressive demon hunter master was about to rush in, but he suddenly froze when he saw the scene inside the wooden door.

From the cat's eye perspective, there was only one shelf in this secret room, nothing else.

"Since there is nothing, what is draining our vitality?" the Demon Hunter Master wondered.

He extended his right hand through the purple protective shield of the Otrope Sign.

The biting cold remains.

"what!"

A soft cry.

Ailin was somewhat confused when he saw the scene in the secret room through the gap in the door.

This... isn't this the Ring of Elements?
Magical elements kept emerging from a point in the void inside the secret room.

The shape that then dispersed was like a comet with a long tail.

The dot in the void was the core of the comet, and its long black tail pierced through Vesemir and Arryn and stretched into the distance.

It was like there was something there that was attracting these unknown elements.

Looking at this astonishing scene, Ailin's two blue cat eyes widened in surprise.

The link of the world.

Magical elements keep popping up.

Except for the black color and the different distribution of elemental points, the scene here is almost exactly the same as the Ring of Elements near Kaermerhen.

Ailin subconsciously opened the Demon Hunting Notes.

[Do you want to use Celestial Conjunction - Water Ghost (cooling time 30 days)?] Okay.

I forgot that the celestial conjunction had cooled down long ago.

No wonder the unknown elements here have not decreased.

After leaving Kaermohen, they have been on the road, so Ailin naturally has no time to find a suitable place to use the celestial sphere conjunction.

"However, can this black magic point reduce the cooling time of the Celestial Sphere Convergence?" Ailin thought.

Vesemir heard the young witcher's surprised cry and turned to look.

Aelin's astonished look told him what wonders were inside this secret room, so he scratched his head and turned to take another look.

Still nothing.

"Erin, what's wrong? What did you see?" Vesemir patted Erin's shoulder.

Ailin came back to his senses from the wonders of the Dark Element Ring, and looked at the "comet" composed of unknown elements, and said excitedly:

"Master Vesemir, I think I know where to find that couple!"

Vesemir looked back at the empty chamber again.

Even though he knew that what Ailin saw was different from what he saw, he couldn't help but tilt his head and wonder:

"what?"

……

After telling Vesemir about the scene in the secret room, Vesemir also agreed with Arryn's idea of ​​searching along the black magic point where the "comet tail" dissipated.

After all, no other clues could be found in the empty secret room.

The only question left in this huge castle is the origin of this "Ring of Elements".

This is the only doubt, and naturally the only clue.

Subsequently.

The two witchers left the secret room.

After burying more than thirty corpses in a small weed-covered garden in the castle, he rode away.

……

The night is not friendly to humans, especially the night in the wild.

The dim light environment, coupled with wolves, bears, dogs, roaming ghouls and spirits, means that even demon hunters would not choose to travel at night.

This is a disrespect for one's own life.

Therefore, after coming out of the castle ruins, the two witchers went straight back to the inn.

"Is that so? There is really no way to distinguish the remains of Master Hudson?"

Bob asked, leaning forward at the dining table.

Both he and Mary had an expression of grief that they could not suppress.

According to the agreement made by the two witchers before they returned, Vesemir did not tell the two ordinary people about the possible escape of the Viscount's family and Bowen's speculation about the conspiracy of the nobles, wizards and the king.

This irrelevant information will only cause trouble for both of them.

The demon hunter completed the commission, and the deceased people in the past have rested in peace.

That's all they need to know.

Vesemir shook his head, patted the two men on the shoulders, and said comfortingly:

"I buried them all in the garden behind the castle. Viscount Hudson is such a homebody, he must want to stay with his family."

Mary wiped the tears from her eyes, gently hugged Bob's arm, nodded gently, and said:
"Yes, Viscount Hudson is the most homesick."

"Unlike other nobles, I have never heard any rumors about him and other women."

"I go out occasionally, and when I come back I always go to see the young lady and the lady..."

"The master is a good man, and the lady and the young lady are also kind-hearted..."

"What a wonderful family... What a wonderful family..."

Mary's tears, which had already stopped, became more and more difficult to hold back as she recalled the past. Finally, after a long period of comfort from Vesemir and Bob, she finally calmed down her agitated emotions.
Ailin looked at this scene and thought:

"Viscount Hudson is truly a rare nobleman who can make two servants remember him for ten years."

"But, what on earth could have caused such a noble family to suffer such a tragic event?"

"I'm sorry, you've been busy all day and haven't eaten yet. I'll go and bring you the stew."

Coming back to her senses from her sadness, Mary hurried to the kitchen and soon brought back a large pot of stew, which must have been prepared long ago.

The rich meaty aroma whets your appetite.

Bob followed suit and brought a basket of soft butter bread from the kitchen.

"Come on, try my new stew," Mary called out.

Vesemir smelled the aroma and asked in surprise, "Is this Viscount Hudson's beef and tomato stew?"

Beef was not a cheap edible meat at that time. Just a piece in this pot would cost at least twenty orens.

Including the basket of buttered bread and the spices in the pot, the cost was fifty orens.

Bob and Mary might not be able to earn that much even if they run the hotel for two months.

Mary nodded, her wrinkles at the corners of her eyes full of smiles, and said:

"There happened to be a family in town whose cow died, so I asked Bob to buy some meat."

"Eat it while it's hot. See how different my beef and tomato stew is from Madam Reina's."

Vesemir looked at the food on the table, which was not sumptuous but definitely carefully prepared, and was hesitant to speak.

However, under the sincere smiles of Bob and Vera, he finally said nothing. After greeting Erin, he lowered his head in silence to enjoy the food.

After taking a sip of the slightly hot stew, Ailin's eyes suddenly brightened.

The perfect temperature brings out the meaty aroma of the beef and the slightly sour taste of the tomatoes. The soup is rich and delicious, making your mouth water.

Before I had time to think, I had already finished the bowl of stew.

Only then did Ailin realize why Vesemir was obsessed with the taste of the Viscount's cook.

About half an hour after the two witchers finished their dinner, Hughes, Bonte and Fred came back with the stench of water ghosts all over their bodies.

"Erin, the water ghosts at the foot of the mountain are not as good as those in Kaer Morhen. They don't even know to hide when they see a witcher..."

"Yes, the three of us killed a total of fifteen water ghosts that day..."

"Hmm? What smells so good?"

"Go and clean up, then come over for dinner," Vesemir said expressionlessly.

Seeing Vesemir's stern look, several young witchers became a little timid and went to clean their bodies obediently.

Ailin smiled when he saw the three little men cowering.

Thinking about the water ghosts they hunted today, he suddenly realized that it has been a long time since he improved the skills of Xius and the others.

So he opened the legion interface with his mind.

[Legion name: Wolves' Alliance]

[Level: Level 3]

[Record: 1740/5000]

[Battle Points: 967]

The battle points are almost full to 1000 points.

Ailin moved his mind and spent 2 battle points to upgrade the three people's Alder Seals to level .

Then he spent another five hundred to upgrade Zeus's Wolf School two-handed sword to LV3.

His current goal is to upgrade Bonte and Fred's Wolf School two-handed swords to level 3 before the Apprentice Fighting Competition.

In this way, with the three LV2 signs of Quen, Igni and Alder, plus the LV3 two-handed sword of the demon hunter, no matter how strong the demon hunter sent by the Cat School is, they will not lose.

After putting away the panel, Aelin tilted his head to discuss tomorrow's plan with Vesemir.

at the same time.

At nightfall, the Orchard welcomed a group of uninvited guests.

They were wearing black night clothes, with their faces covered, and standing in groups of three or four on the hillside outside the town.

A moment later, a figure dressed in the same attire looked around and walked cautiously out of the town.

A man in black stepped out and asked coldly:
"Are all the targets here?"

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