Bountiful Harvest

"Damn it! School of the Cat's demon hunters are really a bunch of bastards."

Returning from the demon hunter's memory, Ailin suddenly looked ferocious and gasped for air.

Like the previous memory, this memory is still closely related to School of the Cat Two-Handed Sword.

It's just different from practicing swordsmanship on a thin rope year after winter as winter turns to spring. This is a memory about killing people.

Men, women, even the elderly and children.

Many people died in this memory.

As a demon hunter, the School of the Cat beast named Fredika has only killed four water ghosts and three Ghoul in his life.

But countless humans died under his sword.

Most of them were like the unfortunate Bont, who had the muscle fascia of their wrists and ankles cut open.

Then for five minutes - Fredika's favorite time - they were bled like a domesticated animal.

In the midst of powerlessness, fear, panic, anger, and in the eyes of Fredika teasing and enjoying, he could feel the loss of warm blood, the loss of body surface temperature, and the passage of life, slowly heading towards death.

As a normal person, just watching such a scene is already uncomfortable.

What's even more uncomfortable is that "The Witcher's Memory" is incredibly real.

It's like...

It was as if Ailin had killed them with his own hands.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Thinking of the little girl who was only four or five years old who was crying and fussing before leaving the memory, being killed by his own hands like this...

Ailin veins popped out on his forehead and he couldn't help but curse.

"Ailin, what's wrong? Do you need help?"

Huus next door seemed to hear his growl.

"It's okay. I'll be here for a while. After you finish cleaning up, go to Master Vesemir's place first."

"Okay." Huus said.

After quickly covering up his gaffe, Ailin took a deep breath and let out a breath of turbid air in his chest, as if he wanted to spit out all the lumps in his chest.

When he just finished using the first "Demon Hunter's Memory", Ailin still felt good, and even felt a little lucky.

after all.

According to past crusade rewards, such physical creatures usually have Heart Essence Fluid.

What if what he got was not the memory, but "The Witcher's Heart Essence Fluid", would he drink it or not?

And now.

Not only does he not have to "eat" people, he can also truly experience different lives in an all-round way, unlock new skills, and improve his strength...

This is the perfect reward.

At that time, he did not expect that a big hole would be buried in this memory.

"Alas~" Ailin sighed, "It seems that when using these vicious 'memories' in the future, you need to screen them beforehand."

In order to transfer the remaining inhumane memories in his mind, Ailin opened the inventory with his mind.

[Inventory: Nekker's Purified Spirit*8, Nekker's Chest*12, Witcher's Chest*4...]

"Eight Purification Spirit, twenty treasure chests, a lot of harvest today!"

The joy of harvest successfully diverted Ailin's attention.

He first used all Purification Spirit in batches.

"Phew!"

A cool chill penetrated the brain, and the eyes and ears instantly became clear.

Under the dim light, dust floated and danced in the air.

Across the floor, he faintly heard Vesemir, Bob and Mary downstairs, haggling over the damage to the hotel tonight.

Vesemir insisted on compensation, but the hotel owner and his wife refused to accept it.

Even though Witcher Master kept explaining that these attacks were all directed at them, School of the Wolf demon hunters, and not because of the commission to clean up the Viscount Hudson castle.

Not only that.

There are also the chirping of spring insects outside the window, the wind blowing the grass, and even the low and noisy conversations of the villagers in the surrounding houses...

A complex voice message came, and with the thought of Ailin, everything returned to calm.

This is just a side effect of the sudden increase in attributes.

[Attributes: Strength 32, Agility 31, Constitution 31, Perception 25 (+4), Mystery 41]

The perception of shortcomings has been improved again.

"If it weren't for Specter Oil, which made today's Vesemir so cool, the increased perception would have been at least doubled."

Thinking about the thirty-four demon spirits today, only less than half were killed...

Ailin shook his head.

Can't think about it!

Can't think about it!

My flesh aches just thinking about it.

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, he took out the Meritellie amulet from his chest and prayed devoutly.

[bite! Nekker's Chest*12 open]

Six white lights, four blue lights, and two purple lights.

But the strange thing is that there is no animation for purple quality @#￥%&'s Chest this time.

After a while.

All light disappeared, and a translucent item list appeared in front of Ailin

[Ding! Obtained: Experience Orbs*6, Specter Essence*2, Emerald Dust*4]

Okay.

It turns out that the purple quality one is Specter Essence.

This material can be obtained by directly hunting demon spirits in the game. As for its use...

Ailin thought about it carefully, and it seems that there is a decoction that can be used, but the other uses are too long ago and he can't remember clearly.

after all.

It has been almost half a year since I traveled through time.

"Forget it, just store it in the inventory first. Even if you think of other ways to use it now, it's useless without a recipe."

Ailin sighed and moved his mind again.

[bite! Witcher's Chest*4 open]

Blue, blue...

After two blue rays of light flashed, they were followed by a dazzling golden light.

Shipping!

What will it be?

Potions, Sword Oil, props or weapons?

Ailin clenched his fists.

After the golden light disappeared, the scene in front of him suddenly changed from a warm hotel room to a snowfield covered with thick ice and snow.

"Eh!"

At the same time as the scene changed, the young demon hunter shivered violently, feeling a cold that far exceeded the winter Ancient Sea Fortress.

When he swayed his body slightly, his joints creaked, as if his whole body was frozen.

What's going on?

Gold quality @#￥%&'s Chest special effects are no longer satisfied with visual and auditory effects?

Ailin was not frightened by this strangeness, but the sense of expectation in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Then.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew from nowhere in the vast white snowfield, and patches of snow were blown away, obscuring Ailin's sight.

When he looked over again, there was only a piece of parchment left on the snow in the center of his vision.

[bite! Obtained: Experience Orbs*2, "North Wind" bomb recipe, Lesser Experience Orbs*1]

It is indeed the north wind!

So the freezing effect I just felt is the feeling of being hit by North Wind Bomb for real?

Ailin was thinking while opening the inventory with his mind.

[Name: North Wind]

[Type: bomb formula]

[Refining requirements: Alchemy LV2]

[Recipe: Saltpeter*1, Jadeswater*1, Pearl Powder*1, Allspice*2]

[Function: Freeze enemies, attacking frozen enemies will cause additional damage]

[Note: North wind! North wind! Freeze everything!]

North Wind Bomb.

The eternal god in the past life game.

Although this is the official Monster Bestiary, it will only cause vulnerability to a few monsters such as evil spirits and Swamp Hag.

However, due to its excellent freezing and freezing damage-increasing properties, it has become the fatal weakness of most monsters due to the ingenuity of players.

Especially in the early version of the game, some players even developed the Fist of the North Wind...

A North Wind, a dirty trick that kills monsters instantly with just a few old punches.

"I wonder if this bug combination will be corrected by Jackass?"

In a daze, Ailin remembered his previous life again.

pity.

This time he didn't stay stunned for long.

After his perception improved, the strong smell of rust on the tip of his nose kept reminding the stranger what kind of dangerous world he was in.

Soon, what kind of crisis awaits him in the future.

"Alas~"

Ailin followed the smell of rust and glanced down.

The body and head were separated, and Brett, who was staring at a pair of turbid Cat Eyes, was glaring at him angrily.

After staring like this for a while, the young demon hunter thought of something and sighed quietly.

The next day.

Hundred Fruit Garden's herbal medicine shop.

"Sorry, we have a lot of saltpeter here, but Pearl Powder and allspice..."

The middle-aged owner of the herbal medicine shop paused and said helplessly:

"Pearl Powder Although it can improve eyesight and remove dizziness, Ban Ade is far away from the sea, and the beauty needs of the ladies in the city are great, so the price is not affordable for country people like us."

"The same goes for allspice. The fruit of this medicinal material is a very valuable spice, so..."

The middle-aged man laughed awkwardly, glanced at the two demon hunters opposite, and said no more.

Ailin sighed after hearing this.

In this world, or even in medieval Europe, spices can serve as general equivalents in world trade just like gold and silver.

Likewise,

Most of the spices in the witcher world are the same as those in medieval Europe in the previous life, coming from exotic countries far away from the Northern Continent.

Therefore, one conclusion can obviously be drawn.

Spices in general are expensive! Very expensive!

What's more, the owner of the medicine shop also added the adjective "very expensive".

The price of allspice may be several times, possibly hundreds of times, higher than that of ordinary spices.

"As for Jadeswater..."

The medicine shop owner hesitated for a while.

"Do you have Jadeswater here?" Ailin asked quickly.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "To be honest, if you had come a week ago, I might have never heard of this name."

"But last week I went to Ban A'de to buy some goods, and I heard two wizards mention on the way that this thing might be a mysterious magical material."

"So if you are in need, you can go to Ban Ade. At least Pearl Powder and allspice can be found in Wade's medicinal shop in the uptown area."

The owner of the medicine shop spoke very sincerely.

Not only did he not show his distaste for the witchers like the other civilians of Ben Ad, he instead pointed out where to buy them like the uncle next door.

Part of the reason for being so friendly comes from the five copper coins on the engraving table, and the other part...

The young demon hunter looked at the middle-aged man's slightly trembling pupils.

"It's probably because of last night's battle and the fact that the mayor and guards of Hundred Fruit Garden dragged out the decapitated corpses from the hotel this morning!"

Ailin thought to himself.

After all, when they came over yesterday to purchase Specter Oil materials and rent crucibles, the boss's attitude was not so friendly.

wrong.

It was probably more because the mayor not only did not make things difficult for them, but instead hurriedly closed the case.

Those three King's Guard may have said something to the mayor...

Bring back your wandering thoughts.

Since the medicine shop here did not have the materials he needed, Ailin took a look at Vesemir and walked outside with a bag of paid saltpeter.

The owner of the medicine shop looked at the two fully armed demon hunters turning away with two swords on their backs. He instinctively breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his hand towards the five copper coins.

"Right!"

The strange young demon hunter suddenly turned around, frightening the middle-aged man into throwing away five copper coins in an instant.

"Ding ding ding ding~"

A crisp sound came from the ground.

"Is there anything else you want?"

The owner of the medicine shop ignored the discarded copper coins and asked kindly, pretending to be nonchalant.

Seeing this, the young demon hunter paused and asked:

"Do you know how much 50 grams of Pearl Powder and 100 grams of allspice cost in Ban Ade?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, frowned and thought for a while, then said:

"50 grams Pearl Powder 10 Oren. As for 100 grams of passion fruit... it should be at least 100 Oren."

After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man bowed and carefully suggested:

"For normal cooking or medicine, one or two grams of passion fruit is enough. You don't need that much."

Ailin nodded expressionlessly and left from the medicine shop without saying anything else.

The middle-aged man waited on the spot for a long time. When he saw the two demon hunters walking away, he muttered something, squatted down and groped for the five copper coins.

110 Oren!

Unbelievable, one North Wind Bomb actually requires 110 Oren!

On the way back to the hotel, Ailin could not suppress the strong dissatisfaction and disbelief in his heart.

Wrong!

More than 110 Oren!

Regardless of the saltpeter price of twenty or thirty coppers per serving, he has not yet included the price of Jadeswater.

But since it is an alchemical product, it is estimated that the price will not be much cheaper.

How outrageous!

School of the Wolf An ordinary demon hunter works hard for a year and earns about 500 Oren.

Now the money is probably not enough to make three North Wind Bomb.

Thinking of this, Ailin subconsciously touched the money bag hidden in his chest. The touch of shriveled poverty was heartbreaking.

There... there were only scattered copper coins worth less than four Oren.

"It's okay, Ailin."

"Hundred Fruit Garden can't be bought. We can go to Ban Ade in the afternoon. Didn't the owner of the medicine store tell me that there must be some there?"

Vesemir saw Ailin's depressed face and thought he was in a hurry to gather the materials, so he comforted him.

Ailin sighed helplessly after hearing this, shook his head and said:

"No, Master Vesemir."

"I won't go to Ban Ade in the afternoon."

Vesemir stopped in surprise, tilted his head and asked:

"Why?"

"You don't make alchemy tools anymore?"

He knew his apprentice.

Ailin is usually the kind of "crazy" alchemist who can't wait to find a new formula when he thinks of it, and tries his best to refine it.

Why did you suddenly change your gender today?

Ailin received Witcher Master's curious gaze, patted the money bag on his chest, sighed again, and said:

"The materials... the required materials are too expensive. I am too poor to afford them..."

Too poor?

He subconsciously looked behind Ailin...

Silver sword Elsa, worth 17325 Oren.

Then he turned his attention to the young demon hunter's reagent bag...

Two bottles of Veridian Sigh are worth even more than 35,000 Oren.

The total weight of so many Orens is estimated to be much heavier than the weight of Ailins.

Vesemir remained silent, turning his head to ignore the strange look Ailin cast, and continued walking towards the hotel without saying a word.

He knows what Ailin means.

As a Witcher Master, he will definitely not be jealous, jealous, or aspire to be as rich as his apprentice...

Definitely not...

Thinking that he still owes Ailin a Elsa ordinary silver sword, Vesemir just feels that this road is too narrow and difficult to walk...

He is a little tired...

The herbal medicine shop is only 40 meters away from Bob Mary's hotel.

Vesemir quickly walked to the door of the hotel. Hughes, Bont and Fred were waiting for them on the first floor of the hotel.

Just as he half-stepped across the wooden threshold, he suddenly heard the voice of Ailin behind him.

"Master Vesemir, this afternoon's request..."

"I'll go alone."