God-level Demon Hunter

The Snake Witcher didn't rush to teach him the concept of a Witcher's League.

There will be more opportunities in the future.

……

"Hey, kid!" Oakes finally put this title on someone other than Roy.His target, the little boy Carl, after his dirty face was washed clean, his facial features looked unexpectedly delicate. Coupled with his thin figure and crisp voice, he looked like a little girl. "Aren't you a woman disguised as a man?"

Under Oakes' strange gaze, Karl shrank timidly into Fliers' arms.

Surrounded by so many big-bodied demon hunters with beast-like pupils, he finally began to feel unaccustomed.

"Shut up, idiot!" Serrit rode up to Oakes, and gave the boy a comforting look, which made the boy even more frightened, "You treat Lord Owl as blind? If Karl is a girl, how can he be a witcher?" apprentice?"

According to common sense, girls cannot become witchers.

"It doesn't matter even if Karl is a girl..." Fulius rubbed the hair of the boy in his arms, and said something that subverted the common sense of demon hunters, "Cat Pie's green herbal reagent is also effective for women. Cat Pie School Willing to accept female apprentices as well.”

The four snake demon hunters were shocked when they heard this.

"I've lived for decades, and I've never seen a female witcher..." Oakes muttered to himself, and Serrit and Leto felt the same way.

Female witchers are definitely protected animals among cherished animals.

They suddenly envied the cat school, why didn't the snake school have female apprentices to balance the balance?

Roy's eyes lit up, and countless weird thoughts flooded his mind inexplicably, as well as Ciri's baby fat face.

"Lolita grew up in the witcher school and was trained to be a female witcher. The female witcher then went to recruit Lolita as an apprentice. What is this called?"

A strange concept came to mind, "Is Li Gunli?"

Suppressing these strange thoughts, Roy rode the brown horse Wilt to the side of Fliers horse, and handed him a bottle of white cream.

"WTF?"

"Your Excellency Owl, believe me, at most tonight, your apprentices will use it." Roy smiled meaningfully.

……

Not all apprentices have the exuberant vitality of Xiaoqiang like Roy.

As expected, at night, in the camp that the demon hunters had just set up, the boy's screams could be heard.

Riding a horse for a day was a severe torture for this boy who had never touched a horse before. A layer of skin was directly rubbed off his crotch, which looked really oozing.

This reminded Roy of the same tragic experience when he and Leto were on the road.

But fortunately, the cooling cream relieved his injury in time.

……

But the next morning, something worse happened. Perhaps it was a series of recent painful experiences that made Carl mentally exhausted. After seeing the witcher, his mind suddenly relaxed again. The illness invaded, and the boy started to have a fever and diarrhea.

This slowed down the progress of the demon hunter.

Chapter 5 Sleepwalking

The weather became fine again, the bright sunshine lasted for many days, and the climate officially entered the rhythm of late autumn.

The witcher rode northwest for a week, getting closer to the Pontar River.According to the original plan, they would arrive at the Barony of La Valette on the east side of Velen, and then cross the Pontal River by boat and enter Oxenfurt on the north bank. It will take at least a week.

After a week of running-in, the boy Karl barely adapted to life in the wilderness. He ate and slept with the witcher master every day, eating wild vegetables and barbecue to satisfy his hunger. The sunken cheeks are also rosy and plump.

But seven or eight years old is the grade for fun, immature mind, Karl can't accept too strict and intensive training, so Fliers simply taught him a set of cat pie exercise movements, occasionally Collect materials from the wilderness and explain to him the physiological habits and weaknesses of those wild animals that appear in the wilderness.

The Oakes brothers had some complaints about his training methods, but Fulius was a stubborn guy in this regard, and he did not allow others to snatch the fun of training apprentices, and he ignored all the suggestions of the two brothers.

The Oakes Brothers had a fight with him about it.

In addition, this week, Roy also asked Fliers for sword skills many times. Maopai swordsmanship is more focused on actual combat, and his style is more aggressive. It was very aggrieved to lose.

But this kind of high-efficiency fighting made Roy's swordsmanship progress faster. He felt that it would not be long before the long sword specialization could be upgraded to Lv2.

……

That night, the demon hunters rushed to the border of Velen and set up camp in the middle of several strange-shaped boulders.

"Roy, can I play with Golfin?" Carl ran over, staring at the witcher desperately. The boy fell completely in love after he stumbled across that cute little thing last time.

How should I put it, no matter men or women, they had little resistance to cute things when they were children.

Roy stroked his forehead helplessly, and felt a little funny at the same time. Golfin had always stalked him the most, but recently Golfin was a little frightened by the child's stalking, and even reacted abnormally. Small dried fish don't even have much appetite.

"Little devil, how many times have I told you? Golfin is not your doll, you can't keep pestering it. Also... don't look at me with that kind of eyes, girls do it very well, but boys This will cause people to misunderstand. It will be terrible if you meet some perverted nobles!"

Carl's eyes were flushed, and his thin lips were suppressed.

"Crybaby! Don't tell me you cry like this in front of monsters and robbers... Forget it, forget it..." Thinking that the child had just lost all his relatives, Roy still took his hands out of the hood, his eyes desperate, The meowing orange cat gave it to him.

"Gorpin is good," the boy hugged the struggling orange cat, gently stroking its back, his expression excited, "I picked some sage with the teacher today, come and taste it, how about it?"

"Little devil, I warn you, don't feed those messy things to it, Golfin has a problem, watch if I don't smash your ass!"

……

Roy sat back by the campfire and began to process the roe deer, skinned and deboned, sprinkled with wine and spices, and put it on the grill.

During this period of time, after grilling all kinds of wild animals in the wilderness, his cooking skills improved rapidly.It seemed that something in the template was about to awaken again, but these were minor details, and his main focus was on training related to demon hunters.

On the other side of the bonfire, the Oakes brothers were bragging about something in high spirits. Words such as sorceress and high-ranking vampire could be faintly heard. Fliers, opposite them, was wearing sunglasses, trying his best to look expressionless and cold. Although he looked like that, but the movement of him slightly bending over and listening with his ears betrayed his true thoughts.

He is also very interested in women.

"Sneaky guy."

Leto muttered and sat next to Roy.

"Little ghost, I think you had a good chat with that boy. Are you tempted and want to find an apprentice?"

"Do you think I can become a teacher?" Roy rolled his eyes at the bald man. "I'm not at all interested in that kind of crying-baby brat."

"Crybaby?" Lei Suo's pupils reflected the jumping flames, and his eyes were a little drawn away, "It's okay to say, I haven't seen you cry this year, and you don't look like a child of this age at all."

"Of course..." Roy brushed mustard powder on the groundhog's skin, "I'm not an ordinary person."

"I know, Your Excellency the Prophet with the blood of the ancients, what kind of disciples do you plan to recruit in the future?" Lei Suo took a sip of wine, enjoying the atmosphere of having a fireside chat with his companions.

"I want to improve the mutation formula of Snake Pie, coral can help me." Roy said frankly, "and then take a girl as an apprentice."

"Are you serious?" The bald man frowned, "Girls are not easy to take care of..."

"I don't think so..." Roy held back his smile, and said seriously, "A male witcher paired with a female apprentice is an absolutely happy and efficient combination, and there is no need to waste time going to taverns anymore , whorehouses for pleasure.”

Amidst the lively discussions, the sounds of chewing food and swallowing drinks, the night became darker, and gradually, the camp became quiet.

……

Roy was woken up by being licked by something. He recovered from his meditation, and in front of him was a fleshy cat face. He pushed away this face and saw a bright moon in the sky, and the sky was full of stars shining.

It was late at night, and the orange bonfire in the camp was still burning quietly.

"Gorfin, what's going on, dare to disturb my rest? Be careful and starve you for a day!"

"Shh-"

The cat sent the witcher to Roy at some point, made a silent gesture with his index finger around his mouth, and then pointed to the side of the camp, under the huge rock.

The moonlight illuminated a thin figure from his back. He stood upright, with his back to the demon hunters, his limbs were stiff, his head was drooping, and he remained motionless.Like a humanoid stone sculpture.

"Carl? What are you doing in the middle of the night?" Roy stuffed Golfin into the hood behind his head, and followed Fliers slowly.

Serrit brothers and Lesso woke up early, and they were also observing Karl's state.

When everyone walked up to the boy, they saw that his face was expressionless and frighteningly cold, as if he didn't see the people in front of him at all, and his eyes were fixed on the deep night outside the camp.

Sleepwalking!

Everyone exchanged glances and kept quiet tacitly.

There are many folk theories about sleepwalking, including forcibly waking up sleepwalkers, which may trigger various sequelae.

They didn't act rashly, but Carl suddenly moved!

The little boy rushed into the night, with the witcher closely following him. To their surprise, the sleepwalking boy turned into an elk running in the wilderness like he had been injected with blood, and ran for more than an hour.

The witcher chased for ten miles, until the stars and the moon dimmed, and the sky turned gray. He ran from the wilderness to the edge of a swamp.

The water mist here is dense and lingering, and the shallow puddles are buried with sticky mud.

And the boy stopped in front of the half stump.

A bloody dagger was stuck in the cross section of the tree stump. The boy pulled it out and slowly placed it on his ear.

He bared his teeth, and seemed quite skilled in holding a knife.

"Shit!" Phlius rushed over and threw the dagger away with his sword, then hugged the boy's body and shook him vigorously, shaking him to pieces, "what's the matter with you, little monkey, you were killed by the devil?" Possessed!?"

"Teacher, I...I..." Carl's pupils shrank for a moment, and then his face was full of confusion, as if he had just woken up from a dream, "I don't remember, what happened just now?"

"You want to cut off your own ears, kid," Oakes said cursingly. "I've never seen such an idiot sleepwalker!"

"If everyone was like Karl, sleepwalkers would be dead by now," Serrit said.

"Guys, it's obvious that Carl is not sleepwalking!" Roy glanced into the deep swamp fog and said solemnly, "I think something in this Weren swamp is guiding him. Think about it, just He is a little boy with the weakest willpower, and he is most likely to be confused by some dirty things."

Everyone fell into silence. No one expected such an inexplicable accident to happen suddenly, and they had no clue.

If it wasn't for the fact that the witcher was alert enough in his sleep, the terror would have resulted in irreparable consequences.

"Roy was right."

At this time, Lei Suo, who was squatting by the tree stump, suddenly raised his right hand, and showed everyone a bloody ear between his two fingers, "This dagger, Karl's strange behavior is definitely not an accidental sleepwalking episode," said Amber A cold light shot out from the black pupils, "Something is playing tricks!"

Chapter 6 She Who Knows All

Poor villages, impolite country bumpkins, and deserted swamps are the only impressions most Temerians have of Velen.

And now, the witchers are in the swamps of Velen.

"Anyone who dares to think of my student, I swear, will make it pay a heavy price!" The clear roar was still echoing over the swamp, and Lord Owl was holding the hand of the boy Karl and walking in the middle of the team , Track down the blood left in the air with your companions, the owner of that ear.

Lei Suo explored the way with the poisonous snake silver sword at the front, and the Oaks brothers looked around vigilantly behind.

The misty swamps have never been a peaceful place. Ghouls, water ghosts, swamp witches, and other scavengers feed here, and foreign travelers can become monster excrement if they are not careful.

In addition, they have to beware of the sudden subsidence of the ground, and the ubiquitous sticky silt that is more terrifying than monsters and swallows people's lives.

Roy was at the back of the team. Every time he stepped out, the Winged Lion's greaves would sink into the wet and soft black mud, which slightly affected his mobility.

He looked at the sky, it was completely bright.

As the sun rises, the temperature rises, and the water vapor begins to transpire, covering the perilous swamp with a soft veil.

Demon hunters can only see to a distance of 20 meters. As far as they can see, the dark mud is covered with weeds and muddy puddles. There are a few crooked-neck trees scattered in the puddles. They can still see them occasionally. Several animal carcasses rotting beyond recognition in the swamp.

There was a strange "croak" cry from the corpse, and then a few crows with shiny fur came out, flapping their wings and flying across the air.

Breeze.

There were circles of ripples on the muddy swamp water, as if something was about to break through the water.

"Teacher, I... I'm afraid..." Carl's face was pale, his eyes were shining, and he pressed against Fulius' strong arm tightly.

"Little monkey, what did I tell you before?" Phlius shook the boy's hand vigorously, and stared into the depths of the swamp, "The monsters in the swamp have a common feature, they like coward's blood and Heart, the more scared you are, the faster you will die."

Carl's body trembled, his neck was stuck, his face flushed, "I...I'm not afraid anymore..."

"Just understand!" Phlius smiled coldly, "But don't worry, anyone who dares to touch you will not be comfortable with my sword!"

"Guys! What's that?"

Lei Suo, who was at the front, suddenly stopped everyone, and pointed to a moss-covered rotten tree floating on the surface of the swamp not far away.

All eyes turned.

This piece of wood is not surprising from a general point of view, but upon closer inspection, there is a whirl-shaped thing that looks like a fungus growing strangely in the pit on the top of the trunk.

"ear?"

"That's right, it's human ears, which have been moldy and rotted for a long time."

The demon hunters fell silent. They faintly felt that this strange arrangement had some special meaning.

"The ears in the Weren Swamp... whispering?" Roy rubbed his brows and thought.