I Think I Did It All

"Bang!"

The wooden door was closed.

"Ailin, congratulations on taking another step forward in the School of the Wolf!"

"Your political talent is even greater than I imagined."

Vesemir couldn't help but feel a little gratified.

The Witcher Master was already at the pinnacle of the School of the Wolf in terms of status, and she felt that those recipes could at most be exchanged for some practical magical items.

Unexpectedly, Ailin managed to find a different approach and directly create a new job title based on School of the Wolf.

Most importantly, this position is a perfect fit for the current state of the School of the Wolf and will not be rejected by other Witcher Master.

Otherwise, no matter how close he was to Soyer, he would never have agreed.

If Ailin weren't still so young, still considered a "Child of Miracle"...

She thought that the Precognitive Dream was something Ailin had made up to seize power.

"I just want to live with the School of the Wolf!" Ailin scratched his head and said sincerely.

After a moment of silence, the Sorceress sighed.

"Smack!"

A snap of the fingers.

A thick parchment book slowly flew from the alchemy table into the Sorceress's hands.

Ailin walked over on her own and sat down in her familiar spot.

"Ritual studies, like alchemy, is a profound magical discipline."

"Ban Ade's male wizards and Aretuza's witch apprentices often specialize in only one of these arts for decades before becoming full-fledged wizards."

"A vast but shallow body of knowledge is not of any benefit to wizards in the early stages, and I imagine the same applies to a witcher like you."

"So..."

The Sorceress paused, then earnestly advised:

"Since you have a talent for alchemy, why don't you develop it further before delving into ritual studies?"

Ailin knew that the Sorceress was worried that he was wasting his talent, and his heart warmed.

However, he firmly shook his head and said:

"Lady Vesemir, I have my reasons. I need to learn this course."

"Ritual: Flesh Giant" not only works in conjunction with [Demon Hunter], directly enhancing his ability to hunt large monsters.

Today, after Ailin had the idea of bringing those big Rock Troll trolls home, he suddenly thought—"It seems that witchers can also become big through rituals."

Although the cost of the ritual was still unknown, the idea excited Ailin.

Since Lady Vesemir wasn't always by his side, he should learn as soon as possible to minimize the need for ritual training.

He never wanted to experience those days of struggling for Lesser Experience Orbs while learning alchemy again.

"Alright then, I respect your choice."

The Sorceress nodded and placed the parchment book on the alchemy table in front of Ailin.

The cover of the parchment book is inscribed with the title in gilded calligraphy. "General Ritual Studies and the Small Pentagram Expulsion Ritual".

"In ritual studies, a person can be divided into five levels: physical body, etheric body, astral body, mental body, and spiritual body..."

"Ding, a clue has been found for the skill: [Ritual Studies]."

"Should I spend 10,000 Lesser Experience Orbs to unlock the skill?"

Really!

The Lesser Experience Orbs required for ritual studies are exactly the same as those for alchemy.

Hearing the familiar notification sound in her ear, Ailin calculated her inventory.

There are still 36 Experience Orbs and 4,100 Lesser Experience Orbs in the inventory. There are still 2,200 Lesser Experience Orbs needed to reach the goal.

"Fine."

"Just listen to Lady Vesemir's classes for a few more days."

Ailin thought to himself.

Then he focused intently on Vesemir's class.

Three hours passed quickly.

"... Remember, the small pentagram exorcism ritual can only remove some low-level ritual influences."

The Sorceress closed her book.

[Ding! Do you wish to spend 9943 Lesser Experience Orbs to unlock the skill?]

It took three hours to lose fifty-seven Experience Orbs, which is about the same as alchemy.

However, Ailin wasn't worried. He knew that as the course progressed, the number of Lesser Experience Orbs would decrease more and more.

"Smack!"

A snap of the fingers.

The parchment book flew back on its own.

"It's getting late, let's call it a day."

Ailin nodded, got up and was about to leave when the Jingguan a mound of stones) from this morning suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Lady Vesemir, are there any rituals that require a large amount of flesh and blood, and a neat pile of many monster heads?"

He paused, thought for a moment, and then tentatively asked.

Although it has been basically confirmed that the Swamp Hag comes from another world, the Jingguan still makes Ailin very concerned.

"Um!?"

Vesemir's gentle smile froze instantly, and she asked urgently and solemnly:

"Where did you see this kind of ceremony? Did you enter the ceremony venue? Did you touch anything during the ceremony?"

"Most importantly, did you kill any animals near the ceremony?"

Ailin: (⊙_⊙)

?

!!

Holy crap! I think I did all three of them... Ailin's pupils dilated in shock, and he chuckled dryly as he tentatively asked:

"Lady Vesemir, what would happen if I entered the ritual site, touched the ritual props, and killed a few Ghoul near the ritual site?"

The Sorceress fell silent.

She walked around Ailin, carefully examining him as if checking something.

After a moment, the Sorceress seemed to breathe a slight sigh of relief, then asked with focused concentration:

"Did you encounter anything strange at the ceremony site?"

"No..." Ailin breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. After thinking for a few seconds, he suddenly remembered something. "Something seems off. Those heads piled together seem to be staring at me."

"That's Evil God watching you."

The Sorceress's expression suddenly turned serious, and she repeated, "Ailin, you've been targeted by Evil God!"

Evil God?

I'm only level 22!

Am I, who can't even compare to the chief, worthy of being watched by God?

Upon hearing this, Ailin quickly asked, "What should we do? What will be the consequences?"

"Smack!"

A snap of the fingers.

A silver pendant appeared in the Sorceress's hand.

It depicts three women, or rather, three states of womanhood.

A carefree young girl, a pregnant woman with maternal love, and an old woman with a hunched back.

Ailin recognizes all three of these characters.

This is the third incarnation of the Goddess Meritellie, the most worshipped deity in the Northern Continent.

Ailin instinctively took the pendant.

"Wear this amulet at all times, especially when you sleep at night..." the Sorceress solemnly instructed, "And do not use spells like portals."

Ailin swallowed hard and asked dryly:

"Is there no way to solve this?"

Vesemir shook her head. "With the Goddess Meritellie's Amulet, we'll be fine for now, but to completely eliminate this gaze, we must stay in the cathedral of the true god for seven days."

Ailin breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

That's alright... wait, wouldn't the Conjunction of the Spheres be considered a kind of portal magic?

If that's the case, then wouldn't even the Conjunction of the Spheres be unusable?

What will happen to the Drowners King in ten days or so?

He had everything prepared.

Clinging to a sliver of hope, Ailin asked:

"Lady Vesemir."

"Not using portal-like spells means not entering portals..."

"Even opening a portal right in front of you isn't enough?"

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