Fate Favors True Witchers

Um?

Margarita?

Ailin looked at the girl in front of her in surprise.

Of course he knew who Margarita Laux Antillie was.

In the original work, Sorceress most admired by Tisaya de Veris, the head of the Aretuza Academy, the future head of the Aretuza Academy, and one of the founders of the Conclave of Sorceresses.

Even in the Conclave of Sorceresses, she was the one with the highest magical skill.

Moreover, he has a gentle personality and is upright.

In the book "The Lady of the Lake," the Conclave of Sorceresses to achieve their political goal of controlling the Northern Kingdoms.

They once considered sacrificing Ciri to marry the prince, and discussed whether Ciri should meet Geralt had traveled a long way to pursue her.

Margarita voted in favor of Geralt and Ciri's meeting, believing that the choice of meeting place should not come at the expense of personal choice.

Potential, personality, and outstanding appearance.

In conclusion, this is a top-tier SSR card.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my name?"

Mary checked her signature curiously but couldn't find any mistakes.

"No problem, no problem," Ailin said repeatedly.

Mary had mentioned her Aretuza origins during a casual conversation earlier.

Shouldn't Margarita be Tisaya's apprentice?

How did I become Lady Vesemir's apprentice?

Ailin tilted her head and asked curiously, "Lady Vesemir, do you know Tesaya?"

"Hmm? You've heard of Tisha's name too?"

The Sorceress paused for a moment upon hearing this, then said gently:

"She's my best friend, and she's the one who recommended Mary to me."

Best friend?

Upon hearing this, Ailin immediately felt a deep sense of respect.

Although I had heard many rumors about Lady Vesemir, her social circle gave Ailin a renewed appreciation for Lady Vesemir strength.

Like Hen Gedimidis of Ban Ade Academy, Tisaya is one of the five members of the Talent and Skill Association, standing at the pinnacle of sorcerer power.

Their gaze returned to Mary.

She was diligently reciting the training plan that Ailin had just written, seemingly considering herself a complete member of the Witcher Company.

It's hard to believe that the dazed Mary of this moment will become such a big shot in the future, and that she will be working for him in the Witcher Company.

A strong sense of unreality arose spontaneously.

After reporting the matter of the Legion Warlocks to the Chieftain and receiving his approval, Ailin continued to lead his Legion and the Drowner Whistle to cause trouble for the Water Ghosts near Kaer Morhen.

As the weather warms up, these water ghosts, these monsters, appear like weeds every now and then along the banks of streams and rivers.

Small groups, though few in number, were just right for the apprentices of the corps to practice combat.

Within a few days, the legion was upgraded to Tier 3 and five more member slots were unlocked.

All members' School of the Wolf Two-Handed Sword were upgraded to LV2, and their Strength and Constitution attributes also increased to the maximum value of the Drowner Heart Essence Fluid, with 9 points of Strength and 13 points of Constitution.

Such strength is not much different from that of a typical demon hunter who has spent five years "traveling and undergoing trials" with his mentor.

They also have more teamwork and discipline than others.

At least in a one-on-one fight, perhaps a witcher or legion member who has been traveling for five years could kill an ordinary fully armored knight head-on.

However, once the enemy numbers increase, an equal number of non-legion members will only be slaughtered in front of a horde of knights, while legion members can still maintain a certain advantage.

And so, time flew by in training and real combat.

The Trial of the Mountains are here again!

Killer Lake.

Looking out at the majestic Blue Mountains, the shimmering lake, and the eleven figures heading towards the Circle of Elements from the right bank, Dante couldn't help but sigh:

"Witnessing two Trial of the Mountains in one winter is truly an unprecedented experience."

"Have you ever seen any Witcher school that has its own legion?" Vesemir retorted irritably.

"That's true. There are no cats, bears, griffins, vipers, or even the flying lion monsters on the other side of Blue Mountain. I've never heard of any of them forming a legion."

Dante nodded in agreement, then sighed with some concern, "Witchers have always been solitary; I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing."

"We were just acting in self-defense, in response to the Precognitive Dream brought on by the Chief."

"As long as the principle of neutrality is upheld..."

White paused abruptly, stroking his gray beard with some uncertainty.

The School of the Wolf's principle of neutrality originated from lessons learned during their time with the Witcher Conclave.

Due to ideological discord within the religious community at the time, and influenced by the combined forces of ordinary people, rulers, mages, and the church, a civil war broke out, resulting in heavy casualties.

Therefore, the School of the Wolf adopted neutrality as its principle after its establishment.

With the core mission of hunting monsters and protecting the continent, they avoided getting involved in the struggles between various factions, believing that this would prevent a repeat of the tragedy of the Witcher Conclave.

But...

If the chief's Precognitive Dream is true, School of the Wolf is about to perish, what's the point of adhering to the principle of neutrality?

Thinking of this, White sighed inwardly, glanced at Aristo, and then comforted him:

"With Aristo overseeing things, there shouldn't be any problems."

Aristo crossed his arms, felt White's gaze, nodded, and said:

"I'll be careful, don't worry."

Seeing the atmosphere become heavy because of the Precognitive Dream, Dante sighed inwardly and changed the subject:

"Vesemir, Aristo, this Trial of the Mountains is different from the past. You won't go easy on me, will you?"

Vesemir and Aristo exchanged glances, and finally Vesemir spoke:

"The two sides of the Strait are so dangerous for the apprentices that we can't afford to go easy on them."

"Aristo and I have been clearing out monsters that are beyond the range of an apprentice's strength these past few days."

Aristo nodded in agreement with Vesemir's words.

These past few days, cleaning up the east bank of Killer Lake has kept him incredibly busy. As the deputy commander, he hasn't even had time to pay attention to the Witcher Company.

I wonder how the apprentices are doing in their training?

"Really?" Dante asked in surprise. "Isn't there still Ailin?"

Vesemir shook his head.

Others might be misled by Ailin's feat of hunting down three large monsters, but he wouldn't be.

Just over a month ago, Vesemir and Ailin hunted an King of Ice together.

"Ailin's strength lies in swordsmanship, potions, quick wit, and the special talent of the Witcher's Eye."

"Although the magic seals can be learned quickly, due to the growth rate of the Mutated Organ, it is difficult to greatly improve the proficiency and power of the magic seals in such a short period of time."

"And the Dharma Seals are key to dealing with large-scale battles, not to mention..."

After a pause, Vesemir continued helplessly:

"What's more, he also has to lead nine people through the trial together."

"Huus, Bont, and Fred are only slightly stronger than the apprentices who have just passed the trial, so they can't offer much help."

"Few of those seven apprentices could even use the most basic swordsmanship properly."

Aristo nodded slightly, adding with concern:

"Dealing with hordes of water ghosts was already difficult enough. But while we were clearing our route, we even encountered Foglet and Rotfiend."

"You all know how troublesome these monsters are. Even though we cleared them out twice yesterday, I'm still not sure what kind of monsters Ailin and the others will encounter today."

"Perhaps we should..."

"This is the Trial of the Mountains, Aristo." White patted Aristo on the shoulder. "Fate will favor the true Witcher!"

Aristo sighed upon hearing this, thinking of Sali who had been driven down the mountain, and felt somewhat disheartened.

"I hope so."

"I'm not worried about Ailin's safety."

"I just hope he won't be discouraged by this Trial of the Mountains."