Mysterious Tribulation

Wolf screamed again and again.

Kalin's expression was stern, and the cross sword in his hand pierced directly.

Wolf's eyes widened, staring at his chest.

This sword pierced him directly, and then hurt the deerclops behind him.

Snapped!

Not only that, Carlin took the opportunity to throw a jar, and after breaking it, the pungent smell spread.

- Kerosene!

Not only the kerosene, but also the ointment that he specially configured to increase the damage to the deerclops!

Thanks to the inheritance of the old witcher, Kalin knew that the weakness of this deerclops was that it was afraid of fire!

Fortunately, the dead witcher once encountered a deerclops, and the experience of dealing with it was written in the inheritance.

The deerclops screamed and let go of the dead Wolf, and was about to retreat into the darkness.

And at this moment, Kalin has thrown out the torch quickly!

raging!

The flame touched the kerosene, and it burned immediately.

The fierce fire tongue is like a real monster, swallowing the deerclops!

Kalin saw the opportunity and cut it out with a sword!

A flaming antler head flew up.

Whoosh...

After all this was done, Carlin was half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath.

To be able to achieve this step is already the result of his sacrifice.

And it looks like the result is not bad!

After the flames were exhausted, he removed Wolf's corpse, looked at the deerclops' corpse, resisted nausea and nausea, and began to grope in its corpse.

a long time……

A piece of flesh with blue threads in bright red was taken out by Kalin from the deerclops' abdominal cavity.

This is extraordinary material!

It is also the basis for him to become a real witcher!

sorry……

Kalin put away the material, looked at Wolf's corpse, and said in a low voice.

...

early morning.

Aaron returned to the cemetery.

He's here to investigate.

But what he saw surprised him a little.

Somewhere in the cemetery was a mess, and a witcher stood strong with a crossed sword.

And under his blade, there is a ghoul!

Old ghoul...

Aaron looked at the ghoul, a little sad.

The other party is indeed a housekeeper, plus a good hand in night patrols. With it, how much trouble did he save?

One of those tomb robbers counts as one, and they don't have to do it themselves, they can comfortably be salary thieves.

But now... it's over! It's all over!

Ah...my loyal friend, you performed your duty heroically at the last moment of death...you are a good ghoul!

Aaron came to Joan the Witcher, sighed, stretched out his hand, and pushed gently.

boom!

The witcher's body fell to the ground.

He was already dead, and the wound on his lower body had already explained everything.

At the wound site, the witcher's blood was drained!

Despite his extraordinary strength, he died after suffering such a serious injury.

To perish together, don't you need me to make up for the knife?

You guys did a great job...

Aaron looked around.

No one came near the cemetery, so no one noticed the horrific sight.

He looked at the witcher and bowed slightly: Old iron...Thank you too.

Then, he started rummaging through the witcher.

The witcher didn't have much on him, just a crossbow, a sword, a book, and a money bag with some gadgets in it.

Aaron flipped through the black notebook and found that it was some records, and there was no heritage recorded.

However, he accepted it happily, and then buried the witcher's body in a pit in the cemetery.

In addition, he also disassembled the ghoul into eight pieces, and found an extraordinary material that was the size of a walnut, with a pale surface and streaks of blood.

After doing this, he burned the ghoul's body and scattered the ashes next to the witcher's grave, as a neighbor.

You will all be your own from now on, you have to love each other...

Snapped!

Aaron used a shovel to smash the last handful of soil into firmness, and warned.

Then, he returned to his hut, boiled a pot of boiling water, had bread for breakfast, and read a book by the way.

This black notebook, named by Aaron as the 'Witcher's Notebook', although there is no inheritance, it also records many useful things.

For example... the origin of the witcher, some famous battles, and even... the existence of warlocks!

A warlock?

Aaron closed his eyes slightly: According to the witchers, warlocks are extremely terrifying monsters mutated from humans... they are born with the ability to master spells... they are close to the evil force of chaos!

However, Aaron was not entirely convinced.

After all, the historical data recorded from the witcher's point of view is bound to be biased.

Beautifying oneself and vilifying the enemy in historical records are common skills for the victors of the East and the West.

In comparison, if there is a choice, compared to the demon hunter muscle barbarian who slashes with his sword... I still prefer the spellcaster's warlock...

Unfortunately...I don't have a choice!

Aaron groaned.

Then, when he turned to the content of the dream ghoul, his eyes narrowed slightly: Sure enough... as I guessed, someone raised that ghoul to cultivate treasure potion? It's a pity...

Aaron, who knows the cemetery well, naturally knows that there are no resentful flowers in the cemetery, not even a single root!

Otherwise, he would have been hacked long ago!

But... it's also a hassle.

This is a random arrangement by the evil warlock. It may fail, or it may be forgotten, but even if there is a 1 in 10,000 possibility, feel free to come back and see what will happen to me as a gravekeeper?

Aaron clicked his tongue twice, thinking of himself who opened up medicine gardens all over the place back then.

It seems that human nature is interconnected.

In other words, there are many smart people like myself.

Some people may imagine that the warlock passed by and saw that the tomb keeper was quite qualified, and then accepted it as a student or something...

Aaron had no such hope at all.

He would never risk his life!

Besides, the death of the witcher Joan, his companions will definitely track down all the way, which is also a trouble... So, is it time to leave?

When there is danger, it is possible to escape thousands of miles away. This is the advanced experience that Immortal Venerable Longevity can go to the final victory.

Aaron is ready to learn.

As for the future?

The big deal is to come back in the name of his son and grandson!

In this way, you can also solve the problem that the older you get, the more difficult it will be to play in the future.

After all...he is immortal.

Fortunately, after dealing with the corpse, whether the witcher or the warlock will come over immediately, there is still time!

According to the tragic communication and communication technology of this era, Aaron set himself a one-month deadline.

Within a month, I have to leave!

After making the decision, Aaron began to silently prepare for the long journey.

By the way... continue to study the witcher's notes.

Although there is no inheritance on this, the occasional mention of a scale claw, combined with Aaron's previous experience in researching the witcher's decoction, can still see a lot of things.

What's more, he didn't have to follow the witcher's path.

With the vision and insight of his own spiritual master, he can completely develop a brand-new potion based on the witcher's decoction.

Even - a brand new extraordinary career!

After all... From the formula point of view, the witchers are genetically mutated, and they are completely two species from ordinary people. Maybe there is reproductive isolation...

However, that seems to be an advantage to me?

Aaron read the witcher's notes fascinatedly.

Through this notebook, he finally had a deeper understanding of this continent.

This place is called the 'Adesen Continent', and there are densely populated human kingdoms on it.

And the location of the Lancaster Baron is in the territory of Rogge Kingdom, located in the southern part of the kingdom, which is already on the verge of the border.

My vassal's vassal, not my vassal...

It's been so many years, this is the first time I know that this place belongs to the Rogge Kingdom...

Aaron groaned in his heart.

But for civilians, this is really not a big deal.

Closely related to them, only the issue of the attribution of Baron Lancaster!

A benevolent lord can make the subjects live a little more comfortably and eat a few more meals every year.

When you meet a brutal lord, you can only admit that you are unlucky!

Few serfs and commoners choose to flee to the wilderness. First, they are reluctant to cultivate the land, and second, it is because the wild is too dangerous!

In the wild here, there are terrifying areas where water ghosts, antlers, and wood spirits roam!

The farther away from the area where humans are active, the greater the possibility of monsters!

Ordinary people have no chance to survive in the wild at all!

Speaking of... the source of these monsters may be related to the warlock...

Could it be... are all the products of bloodline transformation experiments or something?

Aaron read between the lines in the witcher's notebook, and then made a guess.

In addition, he also has an understanding of the ranks of the witcher.

Like Carlin, he's just a witcher apprentice!

Only by devouring the potions made of extraordinary materials, successfully breaking through the limits of human beings, and acquiring extraordinary abilities, can you be regarded as an official witcher!

The official witcher has high disease resistance, various basic qualities will be improved, and according to the different extraordinary materials, they will also acquire special abilities.

On top of the official demon hunters, there are master demon hunters!

Such witchers are very rare, each of them can open up a new school of witchers, and their combat experience and skills have reached the pinnacle.

But such a master witcher often needs to join forces and suffer heavy losses in order to encircle a warlock!

Chaos power?

Aaron closed his eyes and instantly entered a state of meditation.

A minute has passed, two minutes have passed...

After half an hour, he reluctantly opened his eyes: Either this body does not have the talent to become a warlock...or...that is, what kind of special meditation method is required to become a warlock...otherwise, in my experience, it is impossible to be a bit chaotic. I can't even feel the power...

...

Time flies, and half a month has passed.

During this process, the baronies have been quiet.

Except that Wolf was found missing, and then the legend of monsters in the orchard spread rapidly, leading to rapid abandonment... It became a big weird story in the territory, nothing else happened.

Aaron also prepared the supplies needed for the long trip.

Just the day before he was about to leave.

Ivey walked into the cemetery with a strange expression: Zorro... Prepare a cemetery, um... A big man died, but don't bury it in the Lancaster family.

As a local baron, Lancaster's tomb undoubtedly occupies the best position in the cemetery.

Big man? Could it be Miss Catherine?

Aaron said most people's guesses, when in fact, he knew it was wrong.

Because... the monster in the orchard is dead.

No, it's the Lilith couple!

Ivey's expression was a little weird: They were assassinated by an assassin of unknown origin... God, they are exactly like the old baron...

So, Miss Catherine has been determined to take over as a baron?

Aaron touched his chin: It seems to be very resentful that I ordered my sister not to be buried in the family tomb area!

Shh... this can't be said nonsense.

Ivey made a gesture: Anyway, remember, find a remote cemetery, far away from the Lancaster family cemetery...

no problem.

This cemetery is very large, covering an area of ​​six or seven acres, and can be expanded at any time.

Finding a remote cemetery is naturally no problem at all.

Aaron deliberately chose a remote place and waited for the performance of Baron Catherine.

finally……

funeral day.

Few people came to witness Aaron bury a pair of coffins in the cemetery.

The sky was overcast, with occasional light rain falling.

Everyone was in a hurry, as if in a hurry.

Then, they left one after another with smiles on their faces, and some of the ladies even changed their dresses and came to Yanan Town.

On the main road of the town, a huge carriage was passing slowly.

The ornate body is decorated with flowers and has the emblem of the head of a griffin.

Catherine stood on the carriage and waved frequently to the people.

Carlin was wearing a brand new set of armor. He was Catherine's latest knight, guarding Catherine's side every step of the way.

At this time, even the dark clouds dissipated, and golden sunlight and rainbows fell down, as if celebrating the new lord!

...

Zorro, are you done?

Seeing Aaron coming over, Ivey said with tears in his eyes: The new baron is a kind person, maybe our life will be better...

Really? I don't think...a woman who can hold a celebration on the day of her own sister's burial...hehe...

Aaron carried a large package and shook his head: Ivey, my friend... I advise you to prepare as soon as possible, the territory may be going to war...

fight?

It's not a petty fight, but a war with a powerful enemy. People will die, and many people will die! Aaron emphasized: Lilith's husband is from a viscount family. Will the other party admit defeat?

There was a haze on Ivey's face for a moment, and then he saw Aaron's attire and his package: You are...

My friend, I'm leaving, good luck!

Aaron waved back, going against the flow of people.

When he walked out of Yanan Town, there was a huge cheer from behind...