God-level Demon Hunter

skill:

Long Sword Specialization Lv1, Meditation Lv1

……

Roy looked at it with embarrassment.

"Is this the mutation of school-age children? It has increased by [-] points, which is [-] points more than the first time I took the medicine."

Moreover, Roy also learned from Coral that in the next few years, with the rapid development of the body, Carl will make great progress by leaps and bounds.

Until the twenties, attributes reached their peak.

Because of the characteristics of the decoction of the flying lion monster——

His physique surpassed most of the demon hunters present, but his strength, agility, and spirit were not as good.

……

"Very good, little monkey..." Owl held his head and leaned against his arms. The top of the former student's head could only reach his chest, but this time it reached his neck.

He grew at least ten centimeters taller, from 1.4 meters to 1.5 meters.

"The hand you showed surpassed 90.00% of nine adult men."

"Finally, I have a bit of a masculine look! But you need a period of time to adapt to the modified body."

"The plow just now started too hard, and there is no room for control at all, understand?"

"I remember, teacher!"

Carl grinned and showed a row of white teeth, gratefully and slowly swept across a group of demon hunters with gratified eyes.

"But I... I've never felt so good, I'm so full of strength, I can fly anytime!"

He suddenly stretched his legs and jumped lightly.

Like a deer crossing a ravine, its short body instantly strode three meters away.

Landing followed by a roll.

Get up.

Carl said impatiently,

"When I get back to Gawain's House, I'll definitely teach Monty a lesson. No, I want to beat four of them! Even if they go up together, I'm sure I'll beat them up!"

Lambert shook his head, and suddenly pulled the boy's neck to his armpit, "Silly boy. From now on, you are already an official apprentice demon hunter... You must never bully the weak and bully the little carrot head in the orphanage .”

"In the future, in addition to daily training, you will go out with us to experience, kill a few more monsters... strive to become an independent demon hunter as soon as possible!"

As he spoke, Lambert suddenly put his hands on the boy's sides and lifted him above his head.

Carl blinked his big eyes innocently.

"Guys, look at this pair of beautiful eyes, handsome little face, and I'm almost carved out of the same mold!"

"Bastard!" Cat Vulture angrily pushed him away instantly, regaining control of the disciple.

The two pushed and shoved.

Carl was caught in a daze.

The remaining witchers quietly enjoyed the scene.

"Quiet, quiet! Guys." After a long time, Serrit rubbed his chin, "Lambert's suggestion just now is too early, Karl still needs to practice for a few years, to lay a solid foundation in the seal and swordsmanship, and learn Order alchemy, and then follow us on missions!"

"On the contrary." Escal shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "When did we kill the first monster? After passing the grass trial at the age of eight or nine... we should find him a water ghost to practice!"

"He's had enough of staying in the greenhouse and smelling the scent of flowers...it's time to go through a little bit of wind and rain!" The white-haired witcher smiled at Carl, "Do you think it's Carl? Can't you be a monster slayer?"

The boy immediately nodded his head, his expression excited and apprehensive!

"Owl, the student has passed the grass trial. As a teacher, have you forgotten any important steps?" Vesemir stroked his shallow beard and reminded, "The glorious tradition of the witcher."

"Even if I forget the woman, I will not forget the student's gift!" Owl buckled his right arm behind him, and he untied the heavy sword belt.

A pair of steel and silver swords were handed to the boy.

With an encouraging smile, the cat vulture said softly,

"Little monkey, since you have successfully passed the green grass trial, it stands to reason that you should have a graduation ceremony. These two swords—the poisonous snake silver sword and the steel sword that Master Vesemir brought back last time..."

"It's the gift I prepared for you."

"Take it."

"In future daily training, they will replace wooden swords..."

"This is for me?"

Carl took both hands, with an unbelievable expression on his face, and looked at Vulture and the other teachers around him questioningly.

Everyone smiled at him and nodded.

There is hope in the eyes.

This is a collective decision of the Witcher Brotherhood.

They spent a lot of money on the first apprentice trained by themselves.

But that account had to be charged to the vulture.

If there is any benefit in the brotherhood in the future, he can only queue up at the back.

……

Karl pulled out the silver sword, the blade was as smooth as a horse, and the delicate runes reflected the dim light.

Slender and slender fingers caressed the blade of the sword, and the boy's face was filled with an intoxicated smile.

Touched over and over again.

He couldn't put it down, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands one after the other, trying to hold the sword upright in front of his chest.

The silver and steel swords were heavier than the training swords he used to use in the past, and the length was beyond his control.

Slightly difficult.

……

Commencement ceremony?

Roy glanced at the bald man.

The latter raised his chin, opened his mouth and silently read out the word "Guwesir" to him.

Roy's face froze.

Lei Suo shook his head and smiled, and handed the boy a notebook, which recorded his alchemy experience.

"Boy, you should be honored... Apart from you, no other apprentice has so many teachers. By the way... I also prepared a gift for you."

The rest of the demon hunters also expressed their opinions: carefully carved wooden dolls, experience and experience recorded in leather manuals, leather gloves and boots made by themselves...

Rita Nead also followed the crowd and gave him a magic pendant, which contained a one-time activation spell-magic shield, which was enough to save his life in a critical moment.

Roy sent a glass bottle containing the teeth of more than ten kinds of monsters, including the dangerous petrified cockatrice and Kata Kahn.

He originally considered giving away the cowhide notebook that he usually carries with him—recording all kinds of strange experiences after he stepped into the path of the witcher.

But in the end he changed his mind and he was reluctant to send it away.

The most unreliable gift giver was Oakes, who gave Carl a collection of bullshit love poems that he racked his brains to accumulate.

He solemnly warned, "Carl, I have long seen that you are interested in little Vicky, listen to me... the little girl has a thin skin and has no resistance to love poems. Take the tome I have worked so hard for, and wait for you to memorize it. poems, read them to her one by one."

"She will definitely be moved by you and become the protagonist in your future wedding!"

Carlton's face was flushed, and he put the poetry collection in the backmost.

Then, his eyes turned on Roy and the sorceress.

Nodding to himself.

"Teachers, can I show these gifts to Monty?"

"They belong to you, and you can dispose of them..."

Roy nodded.

I gave you so much, isn't it just to let you lure and encourage those little brats?

Carl was sitting on the operating table holding a pile of gifts, looking around at the crowd, his eyes gradually filled with tears.

While shaking his shoulders, he sobbed.

"Woooo..."

"I just praised you as a little man, why are you crying!" Owl's big rough hand wiped his small face, feeling angry and touched.

"No one has ever given me so many gifts, and no one has ever been so kind to me..." Carl said tearfully, his eyes swept over everyone's necks, and he licked his lips, "But teachers, why don't you give me a witcher?" badge?"

"Did I fail the mutation?"

"Ahem, although you have survived the trial of green grass, you have not yet passed the test of the badge of the Brotherhood..." Father Vesemir said comfortingly, "When will you kill ten kinds of monsters with your own ability, and then go to the element?" After meditating on the ring... the badge will be given to you naturally."

In fact, everyone in the fraternity was also troubled by the badge of the new apprentice.

The boy's first teacher was a cat vulture, but he received the high-quality education of the three schools of cats, wolves, and snakes, and finally took the green herbal decoction of the flying lion monster.

Which badge should I wear?

After repeated discussions, the cat eagle made a compromise.

After the badge trial, Karl chooses his favorite badge—any one of Griffin, Winged Lion, Cat, Bear, Snake, and Wolf. Master Vesemir and the sorceress Rita Need jointly created it for him .

Oakes and Lambert also made a novel suggestion.

The badge of the Brotherhood should be diversified, adding other species, such as the deer head and the dragon... It was directly rejected by the majority at that time.

"Everyone, let's get to the point. The Demon Hunter Brotherhood has cultivated the No.1 apprentice. This is a huge breakthrough and a historic moment!" Vesemir looked at Roy with an excited face, "In Kaer Morhen , when this kid drew those beautiful blueprints for me, I didn't take it too seriously."

"Now the facts are in front of us, which is enough to prove his foresight!"

Eskar and Geralt were lost in thought.

The two originally rejected the Green Grass Trial, but after spending several months with the children, today, witnessing the birth of a new apprentice with their own eyes, their ideas have quietly changed.

On the premise of ensuring the survival rate and reducing side effects.

For an orphan like Karl, the Green Grass Trial might not be a suitable path.

Keyan kept a gentle smile the whole time.

The light in the scarlet pupils became softer, and the hideous scars on his face exuded the brilliance of humanity. He recalled Geralt's words of persuasion in the ruins of Etayehe.

Since it is impossible to make up for the past.

Then live for the living.

He has done so, and it has paid off.

He will continue to take care of these orphans.

And Lambert, Serritt, and Oaks are already eager to try, and they can't wait to pick one from the remaining seeds of the Gawain House to inherit their mantle.

Lesso smiled and said nothing, his eyes swiveled between Roy and Carl.

This is the second apprentice who has passed through his hands.

He has accomplished feats that the Snake School has not achieved in decades.

He is sure that if he continues to practice the purpose of the Brotherhood, the Serpent Sect will inevitably be revived.

No, not only the Snake faction, but the group of demon hunters will benefit from it.

……

And Roy whispered a few words to Coral, gently pulled his arm out of her arms, and walked towards Aiden——the Cat Pie Witcher who watched all this enviously.

"Everyone, look here, today is another important day..." Roy smiled meaningfully at Aiden.

The latter remembered the bet they made with Roy in the sewer.

For more than four months, he had participated in most of the affairs of the Witcher Brotherhood, sweating for the same purpose.

Before he knew it, he had already regarded this place as a shelter.