Legion Legion

"Shh~shh~shh~shh~"

It was cloudy and windy, with strong winds bending the bushes.

Four agile figures raced against the wind, as if fleeing from the pursuit of some monster.

One of them stopped abruptly as he passed a thick spruce tree.

"Tread!"

I stomped hard on the ground where the snow had just melted and some white ice stains remained.

The filthy remnants of snow mixed with dark mud splashed up.

In the blink of an eye, the man was pressed tightly against the thick trunk of the spruce tree, his eyes sharp.

He gripped the longsword, gleaming with silver light, tightly in his hand.

"Caw caw~ Caw caw~"

The person pressed against the tree trunk twitched their ear slightly, listening to the footsteps.

The cacophony of monsters drew near, and several blue monsters, ignoring the people hiding behind the tree, quickly chased after the three in front.

The moment one of the monsters flew over the spruce tree, the man suddenly spun around and slashed into the air.

"Drink!"

A childish, sharp shout.

A flash of silver light.

Pfft!

Its head, with bloodshot, dead fish eyes and a bewildered expression, fell from the sky.

Before his body could even react, he ran a few more meters before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

The three people running ahead stopped instantly upon hearing the soft shout, turned around, and thrust their right hands forward sharply.

Igni Sign.

Brilliant sparks shot out from their palms, igniting the water ghost that was leading the chase.

Following closely behind,

They joined forces with the person behind them and together hunted down the remaining four water ghosts, who were terrified by the flames and the death of their companions.

If someone pays attention, they will notice that the way they kill the water ghosts is by beheading.

"Bang~ Bang~ Bang~"

Six figures, each carrying two swords, jumped down from the spruce tree.

"You're quite good. Your swordsmanship is sharp, your footwork is skillful, and what's most commendable is your ability to exploit the weaknesses of monsters..."

Although it was a compliment, judging from the face of the person in the lead, he was about the same age as the people being praised.

What's even stranger is that those who were praised genuinely had expressions of satisfaction from being recognized.

"It's all thanks to Commander Ailin for his excellent guidance."

"Yes, yes, as expected of the recognized Drowner Killer, there are many things that Master Vesemir did not mention, but they are really useful."

Hearing the apprentices' compliments, Ailin smiled with satisfaction, then turned to look at the Witcher who had hidden behind the tree and unleashed the first strike.

"Huus, well done! You've improved tremendously!"

Huus scratched his head, grinned, and said:

"I also feel that I've made great progress recently. When I spin around and practice sword dancing, the movements are particularly smooth..."

Ailin smiled and nodded, then offered a couple more words of encouragement before looking up and saying:

"It's getting late. Let's process the materials and head back."

"Yes, Commander!"

Everyone present responded in unison, and the four of them, including Huus, skillfully dealt with the water ghosts they had slain.

While everyone else was busy, Ailin opened the Witcher's Handbook with her mind.

[Slay the Level 8 "Water Ghost" Monster Horde!]

[Reward Settlement:...]

Final rating: D (Loot Lock)

[Loot obtained: 6 Drowner Heart Essence Fluid, 3 Lesser Experience Orbs, 2 Drowner's Chest]

Legion raids can only yield raid rewards if Ailin is present.

but.

Regardless of whether he made a move or not, the reward calculation is based on his character level.

Therefore, when hunting these low-level monsters, the result is always a rating of "D".

"Perhaps once the level is increased, the settlement can be done separately according to the level of other legion members."

Ailin guessed, then switched to the Legion interface.

Legion Name: Pact of the Wolves

[Rank: Second Rank]

[Score: 610/1000]

[Combat Points: 137]

Members: 10/10

[Loyalty: Huus 100 (die-hard), Bont 96, Fred 92, Ernie 86, Klar 84...]

[Skills: Loot Lock LV1, Skill Transfer LV1]

[Monster Hunt Quest: Demon Hunter II (Hunt any monster 41/100)]

Five days ago, after the weather warmed up and the snow melted, Ailin led his troops out into battle.

Because of preparations for the trial, no one is allowed to approach the Killer Lake.

He then used the Drowner Whistle to search for novice monsters, the Water Ghosts, in the mountains near Kaer Morhen Castle.

On the first day of the hunt, the legion's rank was raised by one level, and then the other seven apprentices were added to the legion to continue the battle against the water ghosts.

I killed a total of 61 water ghosts in the past few days, with each water ghost worth 10 battle points.

Furthermore, through the [Legion Skill: Instruction] Combat Points, five people, including Huus, Bont, and Fred, upgraded their School of the Wolf Two-Handed Sword to LV2.

After all, this skill is the most practical and basic skill for a Witcher.

[Ding! 100 Combat Points have been used to upgrade Klar (Legion Member) Wolf School Two-Handed Sword LV1 (0/100) to School of the Wolf Two-Handed Sword LV2 (0/500)]

(Note: Upgraded skills will gradually level up to the corresponding level during battle.)

After the School of the Wolf's dual swords are upgraded to LV2, these legion members are equivalent to witchers who have been training for five years in terms of swordsmanship.

The School of the Wolf has greatly increased its strength!

Noticing that the water ghosts had been dealt with, Ailin thought for a moment, closed the Witcher's Handbook, and said:

"Let's go, let's go back to Kaer Morhen!"

When they returned to Kaer Morhen, the sun was already setting.

After urging the legion members to go to the apprentice training grounds to practice their swordsmanship, Ailin went alone to the Alchemy Room.

"Um?"

"Why are you here?" Mary, looking surprised as she opened the door.

The apprentices were too busy with training, and the corps had many things to plan for the future.

So Ailin gradually reduced the frequency of his visits to the Alchemy Room, and when he did come, it was to help the school refine Heart Essence Fluid.

After Mary learned how to prepare the Essence Fluid, Ailin never came back, even though his room was only one floor away.

Busy training apprentices, busy integrating the army, busy thinking about the future of the school of thought.

Sometimes, Ailin even had the illusion that he was the Chief of the School of the Wolf.

Is Lady Vesemir there?

Mary gave him a strange look, somewhat unaccustomed to the unfamiliarity in Ailin's words, and was about to reply.

"Come in!"

A cool female voice came from behind her, and Mary stepped aside.

The Alchemy Room, as always, exuded a refreshing scent of oranges mixed with cardamom...

As always, there was also a large basin of water ghost hearts on Mary's alchemy table.

Noticing Ailin's gaze, Mary gave him a resentful look that seemed out of place for her age, sighed, and sat back down to continue refining the Essence Fluid.

The Sorceress, as usual, leaned against the windowsill, calmly watching Ailin walk in.

His expression was the same as when Ailin had come to learn alchemy, ritual studies, and potion-making before, as if it were just an illusion that he hadn't been here for more than ten days.

In a daze, it was as if the door was always open for him, no matter when he came.

"Lady Vesemir, I would like to ask you for a favor."

Ailin cleared his mind of all distractions and looked intently at the Sorceress.

The Sorceress raised her slender, fair neck, signaling him to continue.

Ailin took a deep breath, looked sincerely at the Sorceress, and said:

"Lady Vesemir, I would like to invite you to become a Pact of the Wolves."

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