Ritual Studies and Rituals
night.
The Alchemy Room of Kaer Morhen.
"... Astrology and ritual studies are inherently one, or rather, astrology is originally a part of ritual studies..."
"... It was too profound and obscure, and with the study of various races, it became too complicated, which is why it separated from ritual studies and became a separate discipline..."
"... However, there are still many connections between the two, such as astrology and crystal balls..."
Amidst the delightful scent of cardamom, Ailin sat at the alchemy table, listening to the Sorceress recount the mysterious knowledge of ritual.
"Whoosh~"
The cold female voice stopped, and the book automatically turned to the last page.
Then it closed, revealing a black cover sprinkled with silver powder.
"Smack!"
A snap of the fingers.
This book, "Astrology and Ritual Studies," slowly flew back to its original place.
[Ding! Do you wish to spend 5000 Lesser Experience Orbs to unlock the Ritual skill?]
Hearing the familiar mechanical voice, Ailin ignored it.
"Alright, that concludes today's lesson," the Sorceress said softly.
Ailin rose and smiled as he bid farewell to the Sorceress and Mary, who was huffing and puffing as she fiddled with the water ghost's heart.
"Good night, Lady Vesemir! Good night, Lady Mary!"
"Good night!" the Sorceress said softly.
Goodnight, Ailin!
Mary looked up blankly from the water ghost's heart.
After leaving the Alchemy Room, Ailin quickly ran to the third floor.
"Bang!"
The ornate wooden door closed behind them.
"Phew~"
Ailin let out a long breath.
Actually, by the middle of the lesson, the Lesser Experience Orbs required to unlock ritual learning had already been reduced to the minimum.
However, to avoid arousing suspicion and out of respect for the Sorceress, he suppressed his excitement and anticipation and listened to the entire lesson.
I'm home now. I've finally waited for this moment.
Ailin sat on the bed, mentally clicking on the notification that hadn't disappeared from his field of vision.
Magic circle, constellations, magic wand, crystal ball...
In an instant, a vast ocean of knowledge about ritual studies flooded into Ailin's mind, only gradually subsiding three or four minutes later.
Perhaps because of the attribute boost, this upgrade didn't bring too much pain.
Unlike when one levels up in alchemy, there was no splitting headache or blood flowing from the nose.
He only felt a slight throbbing pain in his temples, as if he had stayed up all night studying math for five or six hours.
"Ritual studies, like alchemy, are indeed huge pitfalls. No wonder male and female wizard apprentices only specialize in one thing for decades before becoming formal wizards."
"Without the Witcher's Handbook, I probably wouldn't have been able to even get started without more than ten years of dedicated study."
Ailin reviewed the new knowledge in his mind.
Sighing, I rubbed my temples and relaxed for another half hour before the throbbing pain in my temples gradually disappeared.
Immediately following.
[Ding! Your skill: Ritual Studies LV1 has been upgraded to Ritual Studies LV2 (0/500)]
After another half hour of absorption, Ailin rubbed his hands together and opened his inventory with anticipation.
[Name: Flesh Giant]
[Type: Magical Ritual]
[Requirement: Ritual Studies LV2]
[Element: Flesh and Blood]
[Function: By sacrificing flesh, blood, and bones imbued with magical power in a 4:2:1 ratio, one gains immense power.]
[Note: To whom are you offering sacrifices?]
As he mentally clicked to learn the ritual, the materials required for the ritual and various arrangement methods were deeply engraved in his mind.
Very strong!
Extremely strong!
From the information he obtained, Ailin learned that as long as the sacrifices were performed in proportion, the amount of flesh and bone in the sacrifices could theoretically be infinite, and the power obtained could also theoretically be infinite.
"There should still be limitations, but the side effects of the ritual weren't mentioned in the newly acquired memories," Ailin pondered.
The true effects will only be known after use.
However, even with the minimum power increase mentioned in my mind, it's still only twice as much.
With his potions, tools, and spells, he should be able to handle the monsters that converge at the Conjunction of the Spheres.
"Unfortunately, my memory doesn't mention the unknown ruins where the ritual was obtained, or the information related to the humans who used the ritual."
Thinking of this, Ailin sighed regretfully.
He always felt that the unusual cutscene foreshadowed something.
Unfortunately, none of the treasure chests I opened afterward, even the @#￥%&'s Chest that dropped gold, contained anything similar.
"I'm not going to think about it anymore. I hope tomorrow's Conjunction of the Spheres will be a great success!"
Ailin shook his head and looked out the window.
The sky Ancient Sea Fortress was adorned with a crescent moon and twinkling stars.
In the far distance, the Blue Mountains, already covered with a thick blanket of snow, reflect the clear moonlight.
The heavy snow stopped yesterday afternoon. Looking at the deep, cloudless night sky, tomorrow will surely be a good day as well.
This is a good omen!
Ailin thought to himself.
He then covered himself with a thick silk quilt, filled with anticipation for attribute points, treasure chests, and Experience Orbs, and drifted off to sleep.
The next day.
As expected, Killer Lake froze over after days of heavy snowfall.
The lake, the shore, and the hills were all covered in white, blending into one vast expanse.
Some low-lying willows, larch trees, and spruces only showed a small corner of their trunks, remaining motionless even when the wind picked up.
Until the sudden sound kept getting closer.
"Bang!"
The translucent psychic wave instantly blew away the thick snow that could bury a person, creating a path wide enough for one person to walk through.
It is the Alde Sign.
"The winter sun is high in the sky, and there are no clouds. It is indeed a good day..." Ailin muttered.
After taking three steps forward, he bent his right middle finger and pushed it sharply diagonally upwards.
"Bang!"
A translucent psychic wave emerged again.
Suddenly, snow and fog filled the air, obscuring our vision.
As the fog dissipated, Ailin took three more steps, looked at the still towering snow wall before him, and sighed:
"It's a pity that the timing was good, but the location was not."
This morning, while having breakfast in the main castle hall, he also asked several witchers how to deal with going out when the mountains were blocked by heavy snow.
After all, they go back to Kaer Morhen every year, so they must be very experienced.
Surprisingly, the drunken witchers all gave the same answer, "Not going out!"
That makes perfect sense!
This left Ailin speechless.
But today the "Conjunction of the Spheres - water ghost" has cooled down, and it will take at least another ten days for the snow to melt enough to go out.
Therefore, Ailin had no choice but to leave.
The journey from Kaer Morhen to Killer Lake, which should have taken half an hour, took him almost two hours.
This was a sudden inspiration he had, inspired by the time Huus and the others were left to frolic and play in the snow a few days ago, when he used Ald's return to the castle as a metaphor.
otherwise.
The time will be extended by at least another hour.
"Now I finally understand why those two witchers at the door looked at me with 'I'm hopeless' expressions after I repeatedly tried to dissuade them!"
Looking at the snow wall that was even taller than him, the Ailin Witcher Senses were heightened, and he continued forward at his original "three steps at a Ald" pace.
Twenty minutes later, Ailin finally reached his destination.
"Bang!"
Another Ald shot blew the snow wall away.
A dark cave appeared before him.
This is where Ailin first met the Drowners King, and in his mind, it is the most suitable place to hunt large monsters.
The ideal location where the Conjunction of the Spheres!
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