God-level Demon Hunter

"Arkham Tom... nine years old..." The black-haired boy frantically wiped his dirty hands with his clothes before shaking hands with Karl.

"You have some elven blood, right?" Carl glanced casually over his pointed ears.

Arkham Torm trembled all over...Because of his identity as a half-blood elf, he was beaten a lot on weekdays.

"Don't be nervous, kid, I'm also a half-breed, a quarter-elf..." Roy pointed to his ear, his tone gentle but firm, "I assure you, as long as you come to Gawain's House, no one will dare Discriminate against you for no reason, bully you!"

Then the boy blushed and let out a "huh".

"I... My name is Vicky..." The girl poked her head timidly behind the witcher, like a little squirrel poking out its head from behind a branch, "I'm seven years old this year..."

After speaking, the girl's pure and docile purple eyes like reindeer looked at the child hiding behind.

He stiffened his neck and stammered, "I...my name is Monty..."

……

From this day on, the popularity of Gaowen House became more and more popular, and new children were brought back by the teachers every two or three days.

In a fortnight or so, the number of children in the orphanage peaked at twenty, and then held off as the witchers temporarily stopped looking.

They first used these [-] children to experiment with innovative teaching methods, and then expanded the scope after the effect was good.

Most of the children are boys, and there are only seven girls.All of them are homeless street children in Nuocheng and surrounding villages and towns.

Among them were one or two familiar faces of Monty, who were also poor children who lost in the "contest" for the Eternal Flame Orphanage.

……

After getting along for a period of time, the children began to get acquainted with each other, and gradually let go of their defenses.And Monty realized that everyone's schedules were very different.

The clock in the bedroom said it was six o'clock in the morning.

The kids get up on time for training.

All the boys participated in the special training of turn running and golden rooster independence.

Seven girls who slept in the other room with Aunt Stacy who cooked, all they had to do was run around the yard a few times a day and sweat a little.

……

After breakfast, the clock pointed to eight.

Twenty children sit in the same classroom for reading, literacy, and arithmetic. Escal, who has a lightning scar on his face, is the teacher. He always likes to randomly pick a "lucky one" to stand on the podium to answer questions.

What's even more terrifying is that he will leave a square wooden board called "test paper" for each student in the middle of each class.

It was filled with something called "examination questions" written in charcoal.

The main purpose is to assess the children's previous learning achievements and mastery of knowledge.

Moreover, Escal carefully grades each student's "test paper".

Fortunately, there is no penalty for those with low scores, but the top half of the scores will be rewarded. After accumulating ten rewards, students can realize a trivial wish.

For example, singing a Nuocheng nursery rhyme in front of all the children, and taking an extra half-hour break on a certain day.

Various measures have caused the children to be nervous and looking forward to every class.

Class ends at twelve o'clock in the morning.

It took an hour to eat and rest.

Two classes will start on time at [-]:[-] pm.

This brings up another matter.

When the special training began to intensify in the early morning, and entered the boring basics of swordsmanship and the stage of standing on wooden stakes, more than [-]% of the boys chose to give up, and Karl called them farmers with disdain.

As for him, Monty, Arkham Torm, and the other two children who persisted, he proudly declared them to be reserve demon hunter apprentices.

Reserve demon hunter apprentices learn about monsters and herbal medicine at one o'clock in the afternoon.

The group of farmers went into their "jobs" - the teachers reclaimed a few pieces of arable land around the orphanage, and led them to take care of the few pieces of land after a nap every day.

Demonstrate by example, skillfully wielding a hoe to turn over the soil and dig trenches.

Sow radishes, cabbage, spinach, and garlic seeds, just like a normal farmer, but with a lot less work.

The "farmer" also had to cut turnips and feed the poultry with the seven girls.

Except for the reserve demon hunter apprentices, all orphans have a gift for admission-a newborn chick, who must grow a big rooster by its own ability.

So I often see boys and girls with little radish heads running happily in the yard, followed by their chirping little pets behind their buttocks.

……

Every day after dinner, the children are free to play.

Girls danced rubber bands or competed in weaving garlands of mint grass to see who could weave them the fastest and most beautifully, and the winner was usually the most ingenious Vicky.

Boys wrestling their arms, or chasing and fighting around the yard in a hurry, of course, no one can beat the reserve demon hunter apprentice, but after two weeks of training, the gap in speed and reaction has begun to be revealed.

Children's fun is much more than that.

Sometimes boys and girls play a popular sport together - hide and seek.

Reserve witcher apprentice Carl was a big winner, and Monty guessed he had learned some sort of tracking trick from Mr. Griffin with gray-green pupils.Every time it's his turn to be a ghost, he can always catch all the hiders within half an hour without missing a beat.

Later, the children simply conceded defeat to Carl directly and quickly started the next round.

The rough-looking teachers invented and created some strange and interesting games, which they said were to cultivate teamwork, such as "hands and feet" running, shouting numbers to select the unlucky ones, and dancing in public.

None of the kids had ever heard of these games.

But they're clearly having fun.

After finishing the game, before going back to the house, everyone listened to the teachers sitting on the benches in the middle of the yard, telling bedtime stories with emotion, and changing teachers every night. Monty, like most boys, liked it the most. The teacher named Roy.

Roy will open his small book and tell fairy tales that have been processed and slightly dark and thrilling.

Every time the girls would cover their eyes, prick up their ears and scream in fright, while the boys would puff up their chests and raise their heads to fill them up.

……

At the end of each week, the Gawain House graciously gives the children a day off.

It was a colorful day.

The bald-headed teacher, who looks very fierce, will teach them a little carpentry, use saws and files to cut wood in the nearby woods, and fiddle with some exquisite gadgets: windmills, wooden horses as a child's wish, or make Chairs, stools and other furniture, use wooden boards to teach them to put together a pocket house.

The white-haired teacher will explain the structure of the training sword to some interested boys, and demonstrate some fierce swordsmanship on the spot.

The burn patient-like teacher will also take them to the woods to collect herbs, teach them how to dry them, and process them properly.

Take them to catch beetles and butterflies in the bushes, and secretly observe small animals such as hares and roe deer.

Gradually, everyone got used to this teacher who had a scary face and a hoarse voice, but was gentle and amiable.

She started to smile at him and called him the red-eyed teacher affectionately.

……

Only when you lose can you understand how precious it is.

Orphans have had a tragic homeless experience. After suffering, their minds are generally more mature than their peers in normal families. After enjoying the warm care of the Gaowen family like relatives, reading and writing, free food, and the laughter given.

They are grateful, abide by the rules in the courtyard, and live in harmony with their companions.

But there are always exceptions to everything, and small episodes have also occurred in the fulfilling study life.

During a lunch, a nine-year-old boy named Chanem among the reserve demon hunter apprentices and a little farmer shoved and shoved each other because of a quarrel.

On the spot, the expressions of the eight demon hunters who were dining together changed drastically, their beast-like vertical pupils flickered coldly, and their expressions were so cold that they wanted to kill someone.

There seemed to be a bone-chilling wind blowing through the restaurant.

All the children were silent.

Chanem and the dwarf were frightened and cried.

When they fearfully thought that they would be kicked out of Gawain House by the teacher.

That Roy with dark golden pupils came up with a strange way of punishment.

At the story meeting in the yard that night.

Chanem and the dwarf were forced to stand on a stool in front of everyone. The two of them faced each other like long-lost relatives. They embraced each other warmly, blushing like two loach, twisting and twisting. crooked.

But within 10 minutes, the two children and everyone present, including Aunt Stacey who was cooking, burst into laughter.

But this strange method is quite effective.

From then on, Chanem and the dwarf became good friends who talked about everything.

And the children were inexplicably touched when they saw the bright smiling faces of their companions.

It seems that there is an invisible thread, a big hand with magical power, in Gawain's house, under the unpredictable and profound gaze of the witcher teacher, their fates are closely linked together.

This month, for Monty, Arkham Tom, Vicky, Chanem, Lloyd... twenty orphans, it was like entering a dream, a dream that they didn't want to wake up from.

They spent the most fulfilling and happiest time in their lives.

Nine demon hunters with completely different personalities: strict and rigid, amiable, full of humor, or full of dirty words, left an indelible impression on the young hearts.

They are like family.

……

In the silent night, the Milky Way outlines a band of different widths in the dark sky.

The scattered stars illuminated nine tall and straight figures in the courtyard.

Standing side by side under the row of wooden comb posts, their gleaming pupils looked at the little sleeping faces in the room through the window guardrail, and their hearts softened inexplicably.

Before this, the members of the Brotherhood had no confidence. In just one month, they were able to find twenty children, although there were only five reserve demon hunter apprentices.

But it also surpassed the accumulation of any school in the past decades.

"Boy, your training method is wrong! You lack iron and blood." A deep gully rose between Serrit's brows, and his low voice was controlled within a narrow range by him strangely.

"What we want to train are demon hunters, not a group of young masters and ladies. If we continue to teach like this, we will only grow roses in the greenhouse!"

"It's time for them to experience the cruel reality and learn how to prey on the weak, instead of living in this isolated forest hut and living a life happier than in heaven!"

"Dude, are you jealous..." Oakes shook his head with a complicated expression, "But I have to admit, these little guys laughed more times in a month than the ones we trained in Gersveld when we were young." The years add up to more."

He sighed.

"Why didn't our teacher teach like this back then?"

The big bald man next to him blinked. Gerswald was never a good place to go.For the Serpent apprentices, the pain is at least ten times the joy.

"Cough, cough..." Lambert cleared his throat, "The training method of the 'Great Prophet' is indeed...unique, are you sure you can teach useful talents like this?"

"Your Excellency Gao Wen visited several times on behalf of him. His eyes seemed to be paying homage to a 'saint'. He spent more than 500 crowns on this group of children in a month. There has never been an orphanage as generous and selfless as ours... Ahem, although Most of the money came from His Excellency Gao Wen."

"And I have observed carefully, Carl, Arkham Tom, Monty, Lloyd, Chanem, these five little apprentices will tremble in the arm holding the sword every time they laugh like flowers."

"I'm afraid that the more they laugh, the more psychological and physical flaws they will have, and their willpower will become weaker and weaker."

"You must know that worry and pain make people grow, and excessive happiness makes people relax their vigilance."

The cat vulture with arms crossed was worried when he thought of the smile on the little apprentice's face recently.

He wasn't sure, would Karl's happiness last until the Grass Trial, and would the huge gap make him give up?

"Lambert, Lambert, you are confused and stupid," Geralt shook his head without any worry or concern on his face, "When did you become a philosopher?"

"And who stipulated that apprentice demon hunters should go to the green grass trial full of pain and suffering?"

"I think Roy's approach is correct. During this month's happy education, at least these children regard the orphanage as their home and their companions as relatives."

"Family, friendship, and happiness are also a deep bond that can help them share the pain of the grass trial."

"And I have communicated with Dandelion many times in the dance hall. The child psychology professor at Oxenfurt University once told him that the happier the childhood, the stronger the personality and the greater the ability to withstand pressure! "

Serrit scoffed at this statement,

"Happiness is a dose of poison, and the toxicity reaches its peak during the grass trial, accelerating them to the end of their lives."

Keyan and Escal did not say a word, thinking quietly.

"Okay, everyone, listen to me!" Roy waved his hand to stop the argument, paced around under the stake, and glanced at Serrit, who opposed the most fiercely, "You have overlooked an important fact , this group of children had spent a long period of homeless life before coming to Gawain's House, and they have suffered enough."

"This indifferent society has deeply hurt them all over again!"

"Are we going to do it again?"