Chapter 330 Vigfortz

"Master Mage, this is the Bamba Mill."

The hunched guide pointed timidly at the shadows in the moonlight.

The waterwheel stirred the river water with a gurgling sound, as if a monster was hiding in the darkness, breathing, and waiting for its prey to walk into its bloody mouth.

This terrifying atmosphere made the guide, who was already not very courageous, take a step back.

"Huchi~"

The warhorse snorted.

The heat suddenly gushed out on his exposed neck, frightening him so much that he almost cried out.

"Go away!"

The guard sneered disdainfully and used his heavy scabbard to push the guide away from the front.

"Whoo~"

Along with the sound of wind, several balls of light dispersed and floated around the mill.

Then suddenly there was a bright light, illuminating the mill as if it were daytime.

A bald wizard opened his eyes: "There is no water ghost..."

Sonny nodded.

soon.

The group rode over on horseback and dismounted.

After receiving the spell shields from the wizards, the guards skillfully began to check the houses in the mill to prevent monsters hiding in the corners and suddenly jumping out to attack.

Soon.

The guards came back and led a few mages to the barn.

"All the water ghosts in the mill have been killed, leaving only these bloodstains." A guard pointed to the dark red and brown spots on the ground.

The wizards nodded and no one found it strange.

Ordinary people have no way to deal with low-level monsters, but mercenaries who have the ability to travel between countries and sell force naturally cannot fail to deal with a group of water ghosts.

Sonny looked around the barn and ordered gently:

"Fraser, John, Austin, go and arrange the exorcism ceremony..."

The three wizards in the team came out immediately.

One of them took out salt, chalk, magic dust, and two small cans of yellow liquid from several saddle bags in the guards' hands.

One begins to calculate the most suitable place in the mill for setting up the ceremony.

The last one, accompanied by two guards, went outside the mill to select wood suitable for the ceremony.

For a moment, the area around Sonny became much more empty.

He stayed there for a moment, his eyes fixed on the large pools of smelly blood on the ground.

"Everything's been taken care of?" Sonny didn't look up.

"There's not a single piece of flesh left except for traces of blood." The guards who searched the house answered in tacit agreement.

Following the blood trail, Sonny and two guards walked to the river.

Illumination, after all, is not real daylight.

Only the shallow surface of the rushing river is illuminated, reflecting the free-floating plankton as black dots.

Deeper in the river is a pitch-black abyss.

Waves of moist water vapor, carrying a unique, faint smell of aquatic plants, hit you in the face.

A guard saw that the mage's shoes were only two fingers away from the river, and couldn't help but persuade him: "Sir Sonny, you'd better stay away from the water..."

"Do mercenaries heading to the front need to clean up the bodies so cleanly?"

"It seems... it seems unnecessary..." The guard who was interrupted by the mage was stunned: "After we dealt with the water ghosts, we also let the servants who received them clean up and clean up by themselves."

"Do you think there's a problem?" The free wizard came over.

Sonny didn't answer, but asked: "Miguel, do you have the fifth element, white myrtle petals, pearls, moon fragments, and Berbercan fruits?"

"Water divination..." The wizard called Miguel looked surprised, "Sonny, are you serious?"

"Have it?"

"These are all commonly used ritual materials, but the fifth element and the moon fragment are not..."

"I'll put it on my project budget when I get back."

"Tsk tsk... for a group of mercenaries..." Miguel sighed, "Do you need me to help you set it up?"

"Go ahead!" Sonny responded.

Then he seemed to have thought of something, looked up at the wizards who were performing the exorcism ceremony in the distance, and added:
“Arrange it right here!”

……

Silver sword, rotation, fluctuation...

In the mysterious ritual circle, the water formed a gray mirror, and in the hazy mirror, groups of water ghosts surrendered under the sharp blade.

Although the faces of those people could not be seen clearly, the ridiculous spinning sword skills and clumsy elemental tricks proved their identities without a doubt.

Demon Hunter!
And he is a demon hunter from the Wolf School!

Sonny, who had been fooled, looked even colder, staring at the mirrored eyes like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.

The more he thought about the possibilities he had previously speculated, the more his blood boiled, and the burning rage burned the rationality that he was proud of.

"These freaks are so brave!" Veins were visible on Miguel's forehead, and he felt as humiliated as a lion or tiger being provoked by a wild dog.

"Boom~"

An orange-yellow portal suddenly appeared.

"Where are you going?" Sonny stopped Miguel.

"How dare those freaks play tricks in front of us! I'm going to go back and inform the dean and send someone..."

"The dean won't send anyone. It's too late now." Sonny said coldly.

Miguel was stunned for a moment and his expression became even uglier.

Given the dean's current attitude towards radicals, let alone arranging people to teach those demon hunters a lesson, the greatest possibility is that he will just scold him.

"The freaks haven't gone far yet, let's go now..."

"The task of cleaning up the water ghosts has not been completed yet." Sonny glanced at the other wizards who were looking over here because of the movement of the portal, waved his hand to eliminate the portal, and interrupted Miguel. "We can't leave these few days, and the other people in the faction are also strictly controlled by the dean."

"What should we do?" Miguel suppressed his anger when he saw a wizard coming over from the barn. "Are we just going to watch those sneaky bugs slip away right in front of us?"

Sonny's eyes flickered a few times when he heard this:
"The dean is now only targeting us radical wizards."

"What do you mean? Wizards from other factions won't listen to us..."

"Not from another faction," Sonny shook his head. Seeing the wizard in the barn approaching, he spoke faster. "The dean just invited a wizard from the Druid Ring of Coville. He has strong combat skills and agrees with our creed."

"You will find a chance to teleport back later and ask him to track down those demon hunters."

Miguel was stunned for a moment, nodded, and asked, "What's his name?"

"Viggofortz, Viggofortz of Logevin..."

……

Clouds passed across the moon's face, and moonlight occasionally fell on the earth, bathing the grass, the moat, the towering walls and the clusters of towers in a pale glow, and staining them with the undulating shadows that covered the earth.

The knight galloped in the strong wind.

"I didn't catch up!" The childish exclamation seemed like a signal.

The two leading knights looked back.

The road behind the team was empty.

The dense forest we came from was covered by another forest in the distance, and then there were villages, rivers, and the city that cast a huge shadow...

They were far enough away from the nameless mill.

The mare's breathing was hoarse, like a bellows.

The two knights looked at each other and nodded.

The knights immediately pulled at the reins, and several mares panted and slowed down.

"what--"

“This is so exciting!”

"Are those the legendary Ban Ader wizards? Their eyes can simply suck away a person's soul... I almost couldn't help but pinch Quinn..."

"Don't they say that wizards can read minds? Are you really being read?"

"Probably not. I followed the key points that the captain and Master Vesemir told me a few days before I left and cleared my mind..." "Me too! Me too!"

……

After the apprentices relaxed, they started to laugh and make noise.

As Ailin listened to the apprentices' voices, his tense nerves relaxed.

Hood on, scabbard on waist, silver sword hidden...

It turns out that the strategy of disguising as a mercenary is effective.

Even when facing the wizard Ben Ade, his identity was not revealed.

He squeezed the horse's belly with his heels, and the black mare snorted, picking up speed a little, until she was on par with Vesemir.

The Demon Hunter Master's expression was not good.

His mouth was tightly pursed and his brows were wrinkled in the shadow.

"What's wrong?" Ailin frowned, "Didn't we leave smoothly?"

"It's not that simple..." Vesemir's face was solemn.

He did not explain immediately, but turned his head slightly to glance at the young demon hunter behind him.

Seeing that they were all excitedly discussing what had just happened, he looked at Ailin again and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:
"I know the wizard who spoke."

"Who?" Ailin asked subconsciously.

"Sonny Walsh..."

When this name was mentioned, the kind-hearted demon hunter master showed an expression of uncontrollable hatred and worry on his face.

"An expert in elemental magic and biological transformation, the most promising successor to the dean of Ban Ade College, the ruler of the Warlock Council, a hypocritical name-seeker, the leader of a wizard faction that worships human pure blood and hates aliens..."

Ailin's expression became more and more serious.

After saying a long list of titles, Vesemir paused for a second, not knowing what he was thinking about. His expression became even uglier:

"Aliens...including us demon hunters who were originally humans."

"He served as the court magic advisor in Ard Kale for a long time. Under his instigation, the former king, Hackso, launched many wars against elves, dwarves, halflings and other aliens..."

"He wouldn't care about the moral dilemma that killing the Wolf School witcher would bring to Ban Ader..."

"more importantly……"

Vesemir took a deep breath. "He is a very suspicious man."

Suspicious... Ailin pursed his lips: "What do you mean?"

“Just as you thought,” Vesemir adjusted his black wide-brimmed hat and looked solemnly at the city with tall towers behind him. “Even if we managed to hide it just now, we must be prepared to be discovered and hunted down.”

Hearing this, Ailin's face looked really bad.

Being hunted by a wizard is not something that is easy to accept.

Different from the novels, games, and movies of previous lives, the powerful wizards in the Witcher world are not melee-combat squishy warriors or glass cannons.

in contrast.

The more powerful the wizard is, the more attention he pays to close combat.

In the original novel of the previous life, there was a wizard who subdued the battle-hardened witcher Geralt in two moves with just his stick skills, without using any magic, and then broke his thigh bone.

Geralt's identity and strength in the novel, when converted to reality, is at least at the same level as Vesemir in front of Arryn.

Even because of his sorceress bloodline, his enhanced ability in signs should be even stronger than Vesemir.

A slight comparison reveals that the gap in strength is simply terrifying.

At least Arryn couldn't do it. He could defeat Vesemir with just two swords using his swordsmanship.

At least not yet.

And even if we don’t talk about the past life - after all, that was just a fictional novel - when she first came here, Vera blew gently, and like a god, she turned thousands of water ghosts in the Killer Lake into leeches, creating a spectacular scene.

Until now, Ailin still remembers it vividly.

Therefore, even though Ailin can now easily hunt large monsters, he does not want to confront the wizards at this time.

"Are you sure?" Ailin loosened his grip on the saddle and took a deep breath.

"Not sure..." Vesemir shook his head.

Before Ailin could breathe a sigh of relief, he added, "But I don't think Sonny's meeting with us is a coincidence."

"what do you mean?"

"Don't forget the mill..."

Ailin was startled when he heard this, and the slight hope in his heart disappeared without a trace.

yes……

Where could those wizards go with a poor guy who looked like an ordinary villager?

There were still several bags of flour and a lot of unprocessed wheat in the mill occupied by water ghosts.

and so……

Ailin frowned and looked back at the young witcher who was still in the joy of victory in the game of hide-and-seek.

How to kill a senior wizard as quickly as possible?

His hand subconsciously fell to his waist, instinctively stroking the rough and cold hilt of Balmer's sword.

Do not!
There may be more than just those few wizards!

Wouldn't Ben Ade College get involved?

Ailin thought about it, then opened the Demon Hunting Notes.

[Hunting Mission: Water Ghost III (Kill Water Ghost 134/1000)]

[Hunting Mission: Demon Spirit II (Kill Demon Spirit 110/300)]

[Hunting Mission: Ghoul I (Kill Ghouls 23/200)]

[Hunting Mission: Little Mist Demon I (Kill Little Mist Demon 2/100)]

……

In the task list, any hunting mission is still far from completion.

The mission that is currently progressing the fastest and most likely to be completed is actually the hunting mission of water ghosts.

Right.

Who can blame water ghosts for not being picky about the environment? They can be found everywhere...

"But no..." Ailin shook his head in his heart. "The fusion of foreign lands when the second stage of the water ghost hunting mission was completed was already a huge scene. As for the third stage..."

Perhaps the overwhelming number of water ghosts should be replaced by the overwhelming number of water ghost kings and giant swamp fairies...

Just imagining that scene made Ailin shudder.

"No, no, I don't want the wizards to fail to kill me and I fail to escape..." He rejected this idea in his mind, "I have to wait until the flash and the portal are upgraded to a few levels..."

"therefore……"

"Let's just say it's the ghouls. There are five or six hundred ghouls in the first and second phases of the hunting mission, but Vergen is a place of war, so there must be a lot of ghouls gathered there. It's enough..."

Just as Ailin was thinking about how to find something for Ban Ade to do as soon as possible.

Vesemir saw the empty eyes and uncertain expression on his face, and thought he was putting too much pressure on him.

"Don't worry too much... The situation hasn't reached the worst yet... Far from it..." Vesemir patted Arryn's shoulder gently, "You are the fastest growing demon hunter I have ever seen. All you need is time."

"I believe that in another five or six years, you will be able to easily defeat a wizard like Sonny."

“It’s just that this journey is going to speed up again.”

Just say it.

Without waiting for Ailin to reply.

Vesemir placed his right hand on the horse's neck, feeling its pulse for a moment, and turned back to shout, "Boys, are you all rested?"

"no!"

“It’s just slowed down…”

"My inner thigh still hurts..."

Complaints suddenly sounded.

But Vesemir seemed not to have heard it, and curled his lips slightly:
"Very good, it looks like you have rested well."

"Then hurry up, we have to see the wall of Ade Kalai before dawn!"

(End of this chapter)