God-level Demon Hunter

"Roy, are you referring to the alliance between the Wolf faction and the Snake faction?" Vesemir's vicissitudes of face showed a touch of relief, and he turned to look at the three students, who nodded. "I guess that should be fine, but the specifics..."

"It's not just an alliance," Roy said excitedly, "I mean a closer connection, the two schools merge into one, and further form brothers—"

"Ahem!" The bald man suddenly interrupted the student's speech, gave him a hard look, and changed the subject, "Brothers, let's talk about something more pragmatic."

"Now that the six blueprints have all been found, what's the plan next, how about forging all the weapons and equipment?"

"There is no rush for this kind of thing." Geralt waved his hand, "Everyone has seen the blueprint, it involves a new type of alloy, and it costs a lot of money. According to the income level of our industry, even if I, Lambert and Escal You may not be able to save this money if you live frugally and work on commissions for the previous year."

Lambert and Escal were embarrassed when they heard the words.

As the most traditional demon hunters, they usually only accept commissions to eradicate monsters—dangerous and costly.

Repairing equipment, replenishing potions, healing wounds, rushing on the road... everything was deducted, and there was not much reward left.

After so many years, the four have not been able to save enough money to restore Kaer Morhen from beginning to end.

Everyone in the Snake School has also looked through the blueprints. Ai Jia is worthy of being the first generation of legendary demon hunters. The weapons and armors passed down by him are exquisite and novel in craftsmanship. Strange.

Such a set of wolf equipment, conservatively estimated, can't be made without three or four thousand kroner.

This is indeed a huge sum of money.

If the Snake Pie deducted the big harvest that was paid to the giants in Nuocheng, the total property would be more than 2000 crowns.

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"Besides the issue of money, the selection of blacksmiths is also very important. The forging process recorded in the blueprint is quite complicated. I don't think anyone can make it perfectly except for the master blacksmith."

Escal shook his head,

"Oh, Master Vesemir can't do it either?"

"Walin is the casting instructor." The old man shook his head, his face gloomy, as if he was still immersed in the memories of the day, "My blacksmithing skills can only be considered passable. After all, hundreds of years are not in vain, but I lack a little talent , Sometimes it's just a little bit worse, and it will never be able to reach the level of a master. The whole wolf faction is only Bei..."

The old man's voice paused, and the topic changed, "It is impossible to convert the blueprint into a finished product in a short period of time, why don't you take it and reproduce it first."

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"I don't care about the blacksmith candidates."

"Master Vesemir, we have a proposal regarding your faction's lack of funds," Serrit said, "Would you like to hear it?"

"tell me the story."

"It would be too inefficient to make money solely by entrustment. We found another way to make money—in Novigrad, Snake Pie did a big deal not long ago, and got it from a 'big rich man' Two shops in the business district..."

"What commission, can you introduce it to me? No," Lambert was taken aback, his eyes suspicious, "Could it be that he robbed a big family?"

"Uh...that's not the point." Serritt's cheeks twitched, "We opened a pharmacy, a dance hall, and hooked up with a giant in Nordic City."

"There will definitely not be just one pharmacy. We will continue to expand to other cities when the headquarters in Nuocheng is stabilized."

"The alliance between Kaer Morhen and our Snake faction is a foregone conclusion."

"As allies, if you are willing, you can help us sit in the branch in the future. Use alchemy technology and force to buy shares. It will definitely earn more than dirty and dangerous hunting commissions."

"If you feel bored, there is another way. The collector in Nuocheng has a good relationship with us. He is happy to hire masters like a few who are generally skilled and principled."

"The job content is simple, and the schedule is free. It is mainly responsible for training subordinates and security work. The salary will definitely satisfy everyone."

It is also one of everyone's plans to use interests to deepen the connection with the wolf faction.

Lambert was obviously moved after hearing this.

Young people don't mind trying something new.

"Why do I feel that the four of you have dug a hole in advance, waiting for us to jump down? Find the blueprint first, just because you lack the funds to buy materials, and then take advantage of the situation to 'coax us over'." Geralt said slowly, his eyes Swept over other witchers,

"But I'm sorry, according to the tradition of the Wolf faction, we mainly deal with monsters for people to make a living, go to work as full-time alchemists, and serve as long-term bodyguards for rich people. What kind of demon hunters are we?"

"We appreciate your kindness."

"Geralt, Vesemir, Eskar, you guys are really traditional."

Roy shook his head helplessly and a little angrily. After going through a series of events in the past few days, he really couldn't understand the wolf faction's approach.

Taking the ancient tradition as a standard, still being scolded by the world, living in poverty, watching the school decline day by day, allowing such a big fortress to stand in dilapidated condition for hundreds of years, without even being able to repair it.

Never actively seek change.

Even if the Snake faction puts an opportunity for change in front of them now.

Nor are they willing to try.

Roy really can't stand it!He's going to turn this around.

The bald man saw the strangeness on the student's face, and gave him a stern warning again.

But Roy just shook his head this time.

His cheeks were taut and his expression was determined.

"Let's not mention the funds for now. The four are unwilling, and we will not force them."

"I want to talk about my views on you wolf faction brothers after getting along these few days."

The dark gold pupils flicked past Vesemir, Geralt, Lambert, and Escal one by one.

"Oh, boy, you really don't know how to respect your seniors at all!" Lambert raised his eyebrows and smiled suddenly, "But I like your frankness. Do you have any opinions on us? I'm all ears!"

Roy was unceremonious, snapped his fingers, and counted the stubbornness of several people,

"I have already seen the attitude of the Wolf School. They insisted on recruiting apprentices by relying on accident law, but they gave up their accident son."

"That's right, I'm talking about you, Geralt, you gave up Ciri, the little princess of Cintra, and Escal, you gave up Daedre, the ruler of the previous generation of Cangorn, to leave your face The girl with this scar."

The expressions of the two people who were named changed.

Especially Escal, he didn't remember telling the other party such a secret.

Vesemir's eyes were complicated, but he just listened quietly.

Lambert cast a wry look at his two companions.

"That's all. Do you think this behavior is noble if you insist on earning money from those dangerous commissions? Most employers will not only not appreciate you, but will scold and insult you! And there are fewer and fewer monsters, and more and more money." Difficult to earn."

"Adhere to some traditions that are out of date, not to mention building wolf equipment, maybe one day, you... are too poor to have money to treat injuries!"

"If you don't seek to change," Roy emphasized, "continue to muddle along like this, there is no doubt that Kaer Morhen will completely become a ghost town in the near future!"

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"Shut up, brat!" Lei Suo yelled sternly.

"Boy, even though you are Kaer Morhen's guest, you are not qualified to lecture us!" Lambert couldn't help but yelled at him, blowing his beard and staring.

"How old are you, and what do you know? Don't think that you can talk nonsense here because you are young!"

The three of Geralt, however, remained silent.

"Am I wrong, everyone, even the ghosts in the old fortress still remember the glory of Kaer Morhen in the past, remember the identity of the demon hunter, and you don't want to let the Wolf Faction revive?"

"The two schools finally got together, and the opportunity for change is right in front of us, can't we take the initiative to seize it?"

"Enough, brat!"

"It's okay, Master Lei Suo, let him speak." Vesemir folded his arms, but there was a touch of exclamation and appreciation on his vicissitudes of face, "If young people are not a little arrogant, they are too hypocritical."

"Roy, speak freely, and tell us all your opinions on Kaer Morhen."

"We guys are all old, with old eyesight and outdated concepts. Maybe there are some mistakes that we can't find by ourselves. We need a bystander, a brave person to point it out."

Roy took a deep breath and stared at the four seniors of the wolf faction.

"I understand your scruples."

"Geralt, Escal, in your hearts, the sacrifice of a demon hunter far outweighs the meaning. So you don't even want to recruit apprentices, and you don't want other children to suffer, am I right?"

Two wolf factions, in their eighties, have never accepted a single apprentice.

Most likely, they don't want to.

Vesemir, who was listening, nodded quietly.

"Roy, you've experienced that feeling before." Geralt moved his lips in defense.

"Of course I understand that the green grass decoction has caused me pain for several months. This is a fact." Roy said, "But it can be solved. Let's work together to research and improve the formula of the medicine, improve the survival rate, and reduce the pain!"

"Just like the creators Azulie and Cosimo have done, pave the way for future apprentices of demon hunters and our future students!"

At this moment, a gleam of longing flashed in the eyes of several demon hunters.

Reducing the death rate in the Grass Trial is the long-cherished wish of all demon hunters.

"Boy, let me tell you that you don't understand anything," Lambert retorted disdainfully, "Even if we join forces, what can we achieve with just a few demon hunters? What can we change?"

"Without a warlock, those magic-driven alchemy devices can only make us helpless! 70.00% of the apprentices will die in the trial."

"First of all..." Roy retorted in a steady tone, "I have a warlock I know well, and she is very interested in the mutation of demon hunters, and even helped me host the grass trial of the Snake Sect. She is also willing to contribute to more hunters Demon Apprentice offers help in exchange for experimental data!"

The faces of the wolf-sent demon hunters changed.

"Secondly, Geralt, Geralt, don't you know Yennefer? As a royal advisor, she has a lot of magical attainments. After all these years, why didn't you take the initiative to invite her to Kaer Morhen to replace you? Apprentice presides over the Trial of Green Grass!"

"You never thought about it?"

White Wolf was speechless.

He has been entangled with Yennefer for decades.

On and off, but he had never made a request in this regard before.

As a happy-go-lucky witcher.

Geralt only abides by the principle of school neutrality and follows the ancient tradition.But never took the initiative to consider for the dying school.

Inexplicable, it was a little embarrassing to be said.

"Everyone, think about it, why do you always complain about the lack of warlocks, the lack of experimental conditions, and the high death rate in the grass trial?"

"Why not take the initiative to improve all this!"

Roy's voice became higher and higher.

"Let's unite first, gather all the resources at hand, establish the foundation of the Demon Hunter Brotherhood, and then attract warlocks and spellcasters to grow and thrive! We have a long life span, enough to make careful plans and achieve our goals step by step!"

"I also know that this is as difficult as climbing the sky, but if you give up without trying, claiming that the so-called sacrifice is greater than the meaning, that is evasion!"

"That's the act of a coward!"

The young witcher paused.

The entire hall of the room became deathly silent.

Under the candlelight, everyone from the wolf faction looked at the man with surprise.

And the three members of the Snake School were not much better.

"Stinky boy, didn't you agree that this visit will focus on win-win and establish a mutual aid covenant first?" Serrit made a ferocious expression at Roy and muttered.

Lesso sighed, deeply feeling that the student's wings had grown stiff.

Oakes winked at him with admiration.

"Gollum."

Escal swallowed his drink dryly.

Under the light, the scars on his face glowed faintly red.

"Geralt, that's what he used to impress you in Sintra?"

Geralt nodded and took a sip of his drink.

The young man who was fully fired just now questioned him continuously, and mentioned the bad things about Ye Naifa again, and he was in a bad mood.

Even started to blame myself.

There is no denying that there are certain points in the young Serpent's exactness.

"You really are a young man full of imagination and boldness." Vesemir breathed out lightly, not hearing such ambitious words for many years.Once upon a time, when I was under 50 years old, I was so ignorant.

Later, I was educated by reality.

Head down.

Although his words were too idealistic, they were full of vigor.