Demon Hunter? Or Monster?

Rado was taken aback by this and couldn't help but ask in return:

"Why?"

Haxor did not immediately respond to Rado's question.

He pulled his obese body out of his seat and walked to the window.

The moon was already setting in the west; dawn would break soon.

Looking out the window at Ad Kalai, it was pitch black with only a few scattered lights.

Haxor knew that was Rose Street.

"The night does not belong to humankind!"

After gazing into the darkness, he turned and stared into Rado's eyes:

"At least when I was born, I didn't belong to..."

"Monsters such as demons, werewolves, and vampires occasionally appear in the streets and alleys at night, leaving behind mangled corpses and wailing cries of terror..."

"Witchers were heroes back then!"

After a pause, Haxor, unusually nostalgic, continued his narration as if reciting poetry:

"They came from the north, riding horses and carrying two swords..."

"The eyes of a wildcat, the speed of a steed, a justice and power far surpassing that of a knight..."

"Often, in the blink of an eye, demons that would be difficult for even a dozen human soldiers to defeat would bow down in submission..."

"... Amidst the people's gratitude, they accepted a meager reward and then left for the next city..."

Rado listened intently and murmured a question:

"Isn't this what knights should do? Why do we still need to destroy them?"

Haxor, no longer caring about Rado's "knight," looked at him seriously and said:

"Things are different now, Rado!"

"Things are different now!"

His extremely obese body led his heir to the window, and he said:

Look out the window and tell me what you see?

Outside the window, beneath the royal city, there was only silent darkness and scattered lights.

Rado was stunned, wondering what his father wanted him to see in this peaceful darkness.

Seeing this, Haxor sighed again and said:

"Peace! Rado! It's peace!"

"The nights in Ad Kale are no longer filled with goblins, werewolves, or vampires, nor with screams, cries, and wails."

"There aren't that many monsters in this world that need to be eliminated by witchers, but the number of witchers is still increasing."

"This morning, my sheriff told me..."

"Those mad bastards of the School of the Cat, for some damned fantasy, killed five civilians, two of whom were even Nightingales they had chosen themselves."

"My fully armored soldiers went to investigate, and seven were killed and two were maimed."

Haxor looked intently into Rado's eyes.

"Rado! Without monsters, those witchers become monsters!"

"But what does all this have to do with the Witchers of the School of the Wolf?"

Rado felt he had found the key point and said:

"Aren't you going to hire School of the Cat witchers to kill them? Shouldn't it be the other way around?"

Upon hearing this, Haxor's eyes revealed deep disappointment.

How can a crown prince with such poor political acumen be expected to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Kedwen?

then.

He said only one sentence that Rado couldn't understand, then waved his hand and let him leave.

"Precisely because the Witchers of the School of the Wolf are more upright..."

"That's why they deserve to die even more!"

Kaer Morhen

The top floor of the south tower.

After carefully studying the Swamp Hag Mutagen Inducer, Ailin turned his attention to the last gold-quality recipe.

[Name: Swamp Hag Decoction Formula]

[Type: Potion Recipe]

[Refining Requirements: Alchemy LV3]

[Recipe: Dwarven Strong Alcohol *1, Berberis Fruit *1, Swamp Hag Mutagen Inducer *1]

[Function: Increases damage while maintaining maximum health!]

[Note: Just one thing! No injuries allowed!]

Upon seeing the final note, Ailin couldn't help but roll her eyes and mutter:

"It's not like I want to get hurt."

This decoction looks rather pointless.

When fighting small monsters, minor bumps and scrapes are inevitable.

It won't hurt, and it can be resolved without medication.

When hunting large monsters, he usually relies on [Demon Hunting] to kill the enemy in one hit.

"I wonder if drinking this potion will increase the speed at which the [Demon Hunting] progress bar accumulates?"

Ailin guessed.

But it's too early to think about these things now.

The Swamp Hag Mutagen Inducer, and even if you're lucky, it will take at least a week for the next one to split off.

After reviewing all the information from the treasure chest, Ailin opened the character panel using his mind.

Name: Ailin

[Level: 22]

[HP: 100%, Stamina: 310/310, MP: 300/300]

[Attributes: Strength 26 (+1), Agility 24 (+2), Constitution 31, Perception 18, Mysticism 30]

[Ingredients: Killer Whale, cat's eye, Necrophage Oil, Drowner Heart Essence Fluid, Swamp Hag Decoction Formula]

[Experience Orbs: 38 Experience Orbs (+2), 4102 Lesser Experience Orbs]

[Essence Fluid: Drowner Heart Essence Fluid *202]

[Items: Mirage Pearl, Wolf Emblem, Fog Bead, Foglet Arm Bone, Swamp Hag Mutagen Inducer, Swamp Hag's Mire-Throwing Bone Chain, "A Brief Discussion of Twenty-Three Cooking Methods for Water Ghosts"]

[Evaluation: A newbie demon hunter!]

Although the evaluation remained unchanged, seeing the increase in attributes, recipes, Experience Orbs, and items brought a sense of fulfillment.

Their strength is rapidly increasing, and their school of thought is gradually getting on the right track.

Ailin gradually gained some confidence in the future.

"Perhaps a year from now, I can lead the School of the Wolf to face King Kedwen's massive army!"

In his mind, there was only one major problem at the moment: the defense of Kaer Morhen, which led to the destruction of the School of the Wolf.

As for the Apprentice Combat Tournament between the School of the Wolf and the School of the Cat?

He never thought it was a problem!

How embarrassing would it be to lose to someone your own age even after transmigrating and having a cheat code!

Ailin lay in bed, lost in thought, and gradually drifted off to sleep.

The next morning.

"Slap~ Slap~ Slap~"

The familiar tapping sound of a wooden stick woke Ailin.

"Squeak~"

The balcony door was opened.

Down in the tower, there were indeed Huus, Bont, and Fred, the three of them practicing their swordsmanship.

Thinking of the Monster Hunting Legion's Main Quest, his sleepy eyes instantly snapped awake.

I quickly washed up and changed my clothes.

A moment later, Ailin arrived at the training stakes.

"Slap~ Slap~ Slap~"

The wooden sticks clashed and collided, leaving afterimages as they were swung.

The three witchers fought each other fiercely.

A sudden increase in physical attributes can easily distort skilled movements, causing you to miss the best opportunity to attack.

therefore.

This is how they suddenly improve their adaptive attributes.

Ailin doesn't need to do that.

He has become accustomed to the occasional sudden increase in attributes, and his body adapts to this change very quickly.

Perhaps this is a kind of talent! Ailin thought to himself.

"Ailin!"

Huus dodged Fred's slash by sidestepping, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

His eyes lit up instantly, he stopped what he was doing, and ran over.

"Are you here to deliver the Essence Fluid to us?"

Ailin paused for a moment.

With a calm expression, he placed his hand on the potion pouch at his waist and, with lightning speed and without leaving a trace, placed fifteen bottles of Essence Fluid into it from his inventory.

Because of the Monster Hunting Legion's Main Quest, he came in a hurry and forgot about it for a moment.

After distributing the Essence Fluid, Ailin was about to invite Huus, Bont, and Fred to join his legion when he suddenly discovered a crucial problem.

He didn't even know how to invite others to join the legion!

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