Chapter 83 How to deal with the corpse?

"Ai...Who is Ailin?"

Everyone turned their heads to look at the witcher who was speaking, as if they were looking at some antique that had escaped from this world.

The uniform movements sobered up the drunken Old Antique, and he asked weakly:
"What...what's the matter? Is Ailin famous?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a witcher stationed in Kaermohen began to explain the "common sense" of the Ancient Sea Fortress to him.

Things like "The Demon Hunter's Apprentice of the Bloody Red Fox", "The Water Ghost Killer of the Ancient Sea Fortress", "The Ice King Slayer", and "Preparatory Demon Hunter Master".

"and many more!"

"Alin is still a witcher apprentice?"

"Old Antique" grasped the key words and asked in disbelief.

The white-haired Demon Hunter Master smiled and said:
"Alin passed the mountain trial today and is now an official demon hunter of the Wolf School."

"Ah? So he really did all these things during his apprenticeship?"

"Old Antique" couldn't help but exclaim.

"To be precise, I did so many things in one month..."

The demon hunter stationed in Kaermerhen paused, tilted his head to look at the chief, then looked at the corpse of the demon standing abruptly in the hall, and said with emotion:
"And it looks like he's done something even more remarkable."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone saw the chief nodded, approving of his words.

then.

Silence fell again in the castle hall.

Even the demon hunters who knew Ayling well couldn't help but sigh and feel a little frustrated at this moment.

"and many more!"

"So, this apprentice named Ailin is about to become a master demon hunter just after passing the trial?"

"Old Antique" once again grasped the key.

This time the chief did not nod in approval directly, but looked at the other demon hunter masters. After finding that they had no objection, he nodded again in approval:
"Yes, in these few days, we will confer the title of Master Witcher on Arlin and submit a formal notification letter to other schools."

"Wow~"

After a moment's silence, the main castle hall suddenly became noisy like boiling water.

"When did the current youngest Demon Hunter Master receive the title?"

"If we don't count the period of the Witcher Cult, it was Vesemir. I remember he was in his forties when he was awarded the title of Grandmaster..."

"Oh my god! This record is already beyond reach. Could this demon hunter named Ailin be the Son of God that the fools are talking about?"

……

There were exclamations from the crowd, but only the witcher masters smiled slightly, looking calm and composed, as if they were sitting on a throne of their own accord.

They had already been shocked on the road.

"Could it be just luck? Or some other reason? After all, during the mountain trial, there was no demon hunter following us..."

"Bang~bang~"

A burly man with a black beard carried two huge heads into the room.

The sound of the monster's frozen head being placed on the ground interrupted the demon hunter's doubts.

"The chief and I have checked it. The black burn marks on the cross section of the skull were caused by the silver sword. The marks are exactly the same as those on Vesemir's Elsa."

The chief also spoke up and said:
"A few days ago, Vesemir and Arryn hunted an Ice King together, and the cross section was the same as these two."

After a pause, he went on to explain:

"Alin is the owner of the Demon Hunter's Eye. When hunting monsters, the cuts left are very special. The cut surface is smooth and the edges are neat. There is no way to disguise it."

With the Chief and a Demon Hunter Master as witnesses, everyone recognized Ailin's hunting achievements.

The witcher who raised the question had something else to say.

Seeing this, the bearded demon hunter master stared at the man's shrinking eyes and said:

"If you still have doubts, you can wait for Ailin to come back and compare the traces of the silver sword."

"As for whether it's luck? Do I need to teach you this, Sally?"

"Without real skills, even if I give you my silver sword, you won't be able to chop off Old Spearhead's head."

"What's more, the favor of fate is the greatest weapon of the demon hunter."

"If you are lucky enough to come across a griffin that has crashed into the road and died, I will apply for the title of Demon Hunter Master for you."

The bearded demon hunter master's tone became more and more severe, because the one who raised the question was his former traveling apprentice. He knew what kind of person this was.

Timid and jealous.

The dregs of the Wolf School.

If he remembered correctly, Sally hadn't come down the mountain to accept a commission for five years.

Sally shrank his head and said nothing more.

At this moment.

"Boom~"

An orange portal appears next to the Meat Mountain.

"Bang~ bang~ bang~"

Under the gazes of the crowd, five figures emerged from the portal one after another, but their reactions varied.

The most embarrassed ones were Hughes, Bont and Fred.

As soon as he came out of the portal, he fell to the ground, covering his lower abdomen with his hands and retching continuously.

Most of the demon hunters present felt the same pain in their lower abdomen when they saw this scene.

After passing through the portal many times, Aelin and Leto seemed to have found some tricks, but their faces were a little pale and their legs and feet were a little weak.

Vesemir maintained the face of the witcher master and slowly walked out of the portal step by step.

His slightly blue complexion proved that it was not easy for him to deal with it.

"Da~da~da~"

The sorceress slowly walked out of the light gate, elegant and calm.

"Snapped"

A snap of the fingers.

As the portal closed, a potion as green as new grass and as carefully carved as jasper emerald appeared in the sorceress's hand.

Ailin took the potion expertly and drank it in one gulp.

His face instantly turned rosy.

"Thank you Ms. Vera."

The sorceress nodded slightly, ignoring Leto's expectant look.

He glanced at Hughes, Bont and Fred who were still retching on the ground, thought for a moment, then conjured up three green sighs and handed them to them.

Hughes and the others subconsciously looked at Ailin, and when they saw him nod, they swallowed it in one gulp.

"Wow!"

Almost immediately after drinking the potion, Hughes touched his lower abdomen in surprise.

A warm feeling started in my stomach, but it was not painful.

After a moment, warmth spread throughout the body. Not only did the dizziness and nausea caused by the portal disappear, but the whole body also felt lighter.

It's like being reborn.

Bont and Fred were also shocked, feeling their skin and muscles.

"Hurry up and thank Ms. Vera!" Vesemir reminded.

Hughes and the others finally reacted and expressed their gratitude:
"Thank you Ms. Vera!"

The sorceress smiled and nodded. Her gentle expression and outstanding and delicate appearance stunned all the witchers present.

"Cough cough~"

A low cough interrupted everyone's reverie and made the sorceress retract her smile.

The Wolf School's chief coughed twice and said:

"Alin, what are you going to do with the bodies of the Ice King and Old Spearhead?"

Upon hearing this, the many demon hunters present immediately focused their attention on Ailin.

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