Chapter 260: The Soft Rice I Have to Eat

family?

The demon hunter was stunned.

Ianna is Vera's adopted daughter, and he has only studied alchemy with the sorceress for a few days, which seems a bit far-fetched.

However, he looked at Ianna's meaningful eyes and did not deny it.

No matter what, being treated as a family member by the chief priest of a true god sect can't be a bad thing...

Of course, he did not shamelessly agree, but just nodded vaguely, said thank you, and then skipped over this part.

it's getting dark.

Ianna and Ailin didn't talk for much and then walked into the temple.

"Come on, dear child, fill your stomach first, and then I will take you to find Vera and Vesemir..."

……

The daily routine in the demon hunter world is different from that in the previous life. Although it was just nightfall, there were not many people walking around in the temple.

In other words, there are only fixed places where people come and go.

For example, a place specifically used for delivery.

After all, life doesn't choose when to be born.

Under the crackling light of torches on the roadside, a few priests in a hurry walked towards that place. When they saw Ianna, they just nodded and left.

However, although there are few pedestrians, it is not as quiet as other places at night.

At least with the witcher's keen perception, he could hear anxious calls and lively cries from time to time.

It makes people feel inexplicably safe and comfortable.

When I arrived at the cafeteria, it was already past lunchtime and no one was inside.

However, the demon hunter who followed the high priest of the temple would definitely not go hungry.

He watched Ianna tinkering in the inner room, heating a small pot of milk and frying a few eggs.

Then he took out a basket of bread from somewhere.

The witcher naturally felt embarrassed to rest while Ianna was busy, but he was rejected several times when he wanted to help.

Watching Ianna skillfully frying eggs and heating milk, and thinking of the word "family" just now, the witcher inexplicably had the illusion that they were really relatives.

After coming back to my senses, I could only sigh in my heart that the priest of the Goddess Meliteli lived up to its reputation and was really very approachable.

Ianna brought the fried eggs sprinkled with a little salt and the hot milk to the table and said:

"We came back too late, so we could only get something simple to fill our stomachs."

"It's already very good." The witcher gently put down the basket of bread in his hand and shook his head.

This is true.

There is salt, oil, eggs, milk and bread.

Although the food was not sumptuous, it was considered a luxury in this world of material scarcity.

Especially when you drink a big bowl of steaming milk, the warm heat radiates from your stomach, as if driving away the fatigue of the day.

At least when Mary was not accompanying them, Arryn and Vesemir mostly just took some dry food with them.

Hearing the witcher's words, Ianna looked at Ailin's cat eyes and suddenly sighed for some reason, and gently rubbed his hair.

There was a complex look in his eyes that the witcher couldn't read.

……

After leaving the cafeteria, the witcher followed Ianna to find Vera.

Speaking of which, he hadn't seen the sorceress and Mary for three or four days, ever since that day when the sorceress suddenly took out a large pile of materials and left for some unknown reason.

Vesemir had come here yesterday with Lisa who was delivering food.

He had spent the past few days searching the temple library for books on the Wild Hunt with Nenneke and Lysa.

However, due to the huge volume, Nenneke and Lysa are priests after all, and they still have temple affairs to deal with.

So far, they have only selected books that may contain related content and have not officially started reading them.

"What has Ms. Vera been doing these days?" Walking on the secluded gravel path, the witcher looked at Ianna curiously.

Ianna thought for a few seconds and said:

"When I saw her yesterday, she seemed to be teaching Margarita and Yennefer..."

Vera teaches Mary and the little monsters a lesson?

Isn't it Mary who teaches the little monsters a lesson?
Aelin was a little strange.

When he was in Kaer Morhen, every time he went to the alchemy room.

Mary was either lying on the table in a coma, or struggling to make potions. There was rarely a third state.

The scene of Ms. Vera teaching Mary like a normal teacher has never appeared before.

However, seeing that Ianna was thinking for a long time, he knew that she didn't understand the situation either, so the witcher didn't ask any more questions.

……

"...be especially careful when introducing fire magic, not only because fire is the most violent and difficult to control among the four basic elements that make up chaos magic..."

"…Moreover, any fire spell, when drawing magic power, will cause far more pain than other magic power due to the leakage of magic power…"

"And this can easily cause inexperienced spellcasters to lose control of their magic power and end up self-immolating."

"This is also the reason why Aretuza only teaches a harmless spell of illumination as a beginner in fire magic, and prohibits the use of this spell in the academy..."

The witcher caught Vera's voice from a distance.

It sounded like the sorceress was actually giving a class, and she was teaching the most dangerous fire spells.

This is not a lesson for little monsters to learn.

When he got closer, Ailin suddenly felt that the temperature of his body had increased a lot, as if he was close to a stove.

After Vera's voice stopped, Mary's spell chanting was heard.

“@#%……”

Wait until the witcher and Ianna turn a corner.

A ball of blazing light lit up the night.

follow closely.

"call--"

The ball of light fell on the ground and instantly expanded into a sea of ​​fire that was almost two meters long and wide.

The heat currents heated the air to the point of distortion. Even though Ailin was at least a hundred meters away, he felt like he was in the middle of a hot summer day.

The power is amazing.

However, the witcher used the light from the sea of ​​fire to see Mary, who had just finished casting the spell, with a face so pale that it looked sickly.

His brows were furrowed, his lips were pursed, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

It was very painful to watch.

After nearly half a minute, he hummed twice and caught his breath.

Vera looked at Mary and shook her head unsatisfiedly:

"You have to get used to this feeling, get used to the pain of the flame burning your blood vessels, otherwise you will never be able to use the Flash of Flame freely, let alone other more powerful spells..."

"With your level of magic power, fire magic is the fastest way to improve your combat skills, no doubt about it..."

"I understand, mentor." Mary took another breath and wiped the sweat off her face, as if she was preparing to do it again.

At this time.

The roar of the sea of ​​fire gradually subsided, and both sorceresses heard the humming sound of the witcher school emblem.

"Alin, why are you here?" Vera asked in surprise, "Are you short of any materials?"

The demon hunter was embarrassed when he heard this.

Is the only reason he came here because he was short of materials?
Seeing Vera raise her hand as if to snap her fingers, the demon hunter quickly shook his head and said,

"It's not that we are short of materials, it's not that we are short of materials, I just want to ask you something..."

Then he told Vera everything that happened today.

"Two hundred thousand orens is indeed too little..." The sorceress nodded, "Considering the value of the corpse-eating biological oil, anything less than one million is considered cheap."

"but……"

“Are you really going to sell the formula?”

Ailin's heart moved when he heard this.

From the time the old duke made the bid to the time he returned, he had been thinking about this question.

He is not short of money.

There is no shortage of Wolf School for the time being.

Therefore, he naturally did not want to sell the formula of corpse-eating biological oil, which could bring him endless profits.

But there is a problem. There are less than 100 demon hunters in the Wolf School. Even if they keep the formula card in their hands, they won't make much money just by selling the potion.

Perhaps even if the old duke placed an order, they would not be able to complete it and would instead offend the big moneybags.

What's more, they are demon hunters, not alchemists. It is impossible for them to spend their time on making medicine instead of hunting demons just for such a small amount of money.

This will result in the Corpse-Eating Bio-Oil not only failing to strengthen the school, but instead greatly weakening it.

Hiring civilians is even more impossible.

Let’s not talk about the issue of whether or not the information was leaked.

In this demon hunter world where even the nobles are illiterate, training civilians who can process sword oil is extremely costly and takes a long time.

As for cooperating with the old Duke...

If you only own the recipe, and the place and people are provided by the nobles, and you still want to share the profits like a company in your previous life...

That can only be said to be underestimating the appetite of these nobles.

So after a short period of thinking, the demon hunter couldn't come up with a suitable method.

"Ms. Vera, do you think it would be better to keep the formula?"

Ailin asked tentatively, and then expressed all his concerns.

But before Vera could say anything, Mary beside her spoke in surprise.

"Alin, why do you want to sell the formula?"

"Doesn't the mentor have several alchemy workshops?"

"Most of the potions used by Aretuza's students are produced in this workshop."

How many alchemy workshops?

It is also the designated partner of Aretuza, the only warlock girls' school in the Northern Continent.

The witcher looked at Vera in surprise.

He knew the sorceress was rich, but he had no idea she was this rich.

and……

The witcher recalled.

No wonder in Kaer Morhen, no matter what materials she wanted, the sorceress could teleport them out with just a snap of her fingers.

A few days ago, I also summoned a large amount of magic materials in the icon room with a snap of my fingers...

Right……

How could a company that sells potions be short of magical materials?
The sorceress nodded and said:
"If you trust me, I can arrange for some people to produce the potion..."

Seeing Ailin's confused expression, he paused and explained:
"I thought you didn't want to spread the potion you created, and only taught it to the witchers of the Wolf School, so I didn't mention this matter..."

"If you want to entrust us with the production, I can... um... just charge one percent of the commission..."

One percent...

Isn't this just working for him in vain?

The demon hunter felt a little confused.

"Then the old duke..." Ailin asked confusedly.

"I will arrange for someone to discuss the purchase price and quantity with him. They are all experienced businessmen..."

this moment.

The witcher discovered a serious problem.

It seemed like he had thought so much in vain.

The only thing he had to do from beginning to end was to hold on tightly to Ms. Vera's thighs...

That's enough.

However, in order to prove that I am not a gigolo.

After Ailin struggled for a few seconds, he waved his hand and said firmly:
"Ten percent... ten percent commission, one percent is too little..."

"Okay, okay," Vera did not refuse, smiled gently and said:

"It's all up to you."

……

After the matter of the corpse-eating bio-oil was resolved, there was naturally no need for Ayling to go to Vesemir.

Seeing that Vera and Mary were interested in what happened today, he told them everything that had happened along the way.

Ianna added a few words from time to time, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Until the demon hunter suddenly remembered the scene he saw when he came here, and asked Mary curiously:
"Why did you suddenly want to learn fire magic?"

Even he knew that Mary's original ambition was to become an alchemist like Vera.

There's no point in learning such a painful and dangerous spell.

He also didn't think he was charming enough to make a talented sorceress change her ambitions.

That's too self-indulgent.

But he didn't expect that after hearing his question, Mary's sweet smile, which showed two cute fangs, suddenly disappeared.

After glaring at him, she snorted softly and turned her head away as if she was sulking.

This made Ailin stunned for a moment, and he seemed to come to his senses.

But before he could think it through.

Amid Ianna's "hahaha" laughter, Vera rolled her eyes at her, then said cheerfully:
"Mary, this is for..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Mary didn't know where the courage came from, and she boldly interrupted the sorceress, shouting "No! No! No!" repeatedly.

Then, at lightning speed, he pushed Ailin out of the courtyard.

"Don't listen to what your tutor says! I'm not doing this for you!" Mary defended herself with a red face as Ianna laughed even louder.

Vera hasn't even mentioned the part after "for" yet...

Ailin thought.

However, seeing the burning color on the girl's cheeks, he was worried that this sentence would really explode as soon as he said it.

So I wisely kept my mouth shut and nodded.

This, in turn, made Mary feel somewhat lost, her heart even more confused and agitated than the fire element mixed in with the chaotic magic.

There was silence for a moment, not knowing what to say next.

The moon is full tonight.

The moonlight poured into the courtyard like water, dotted the gravel ground with silver-white spots.

Mary counted the white dots on the ground, trying to express some of her feelings, but after organizing her words, what finally came out of her mouth was another sentence:

"Wild Hunt... Can we really defeat the Wild Hunt?"

"I asked my mentor, and it turns out that even she can't cast such powerful magic without chanting..."

"I don't think any wizard today can release it..."

"And this Wild Hunt is just one of the many Skeleton Knights. I... I..."

"We will definitely defeat them." The demon hunter said firmly.

Mary looked at Arryn.

Suddenly she realized that the little witcher who was almost as tall as her had grown so tall in just half a year that she could only look up at him.

The moonlight is reflected in the cat's pupils, as if the full moon is lying in a clear sea.

The faint smell of blood brought by the night wind makes people feel inexplicably trusting and at ease.

"I know..." Mary closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

It seemed as if she didn't need to say anything more.

"Going back now?" She looked towards the dark courtyard where lights were flashing.

The demon hunter thought about it and shook his head. Given Ianna's temper, she might play tricks on them if they went back now.

"No, it's getting late. I'm going back to the iconostasis room. Tell Lady Vera and Sister Ianna for me."

Mary nodded, looked at Ailin again, and when she saw that there was nothing else, she turned and walked back.

Didn't go far.

She suddenly heard the witcher's voice behind her.

He said "thank you".

Then he said, "Take care of yourself and get enough rest."

then.

A smile more beautiful than the moonlight suddenly appeared on the girl's face.

(End of this chapter)