We've Arrived

"My human couple, and your elf!"

Francesca was even more confused upon hearing this.

She tilted her head, her petite face filled with question marks.

How could they not only find a way to leave this place in half an hour—half an hour after waking up from a coma and serious injuries—but also know where to continue searching for their target?

dream?

This was the only answer Francesca could think of.

Did Ailin damage his brain from the Rock Troll's attack?

This was the second idea in Francesca's mind.

Looking at the confident witcher, Francesca hesitated, her mouth opening and closing repeatedly, her gaze lingering on his forehead. After a long while, she finally managed to utter a sentence:

"Then... is there anything I can do for you?"

Noticing the strange expression on "Valley Daisy's " face, Ailin knew she didn't believe her.

But that's not important.

All he needed was for Francesca to cooperate with him, nothing more.

He feels very comfortable with the way the two of them are getting along now.

"Help me guard the door; I need to make some preparations."

Francesca paused for a moment, but said nothing, obediently agreed, and walked out of the house.

"Squeak~"

The door was closed.

Ailin sat back on the bed... or rather, the stone platform, and then opened the Witcher's Handbook with his mind.

[Experience Orbs: 40 Experience Orbs, 1847 Lesser Experience Orbs]

Having experienced the battle three days ago, Ailin no longer dared to suppress her level for the sake of monster-slaying rating.

If in that sudden battle, Quen, Ald, or any of the School of the Wolf Two-Handed Sword were at LV4...

Even if the School of the Cat Two-Handed Sword, which is the least effective against monsters, is upgraded to LV4, the outcome will definitely be different.

At the very least, they could have stalled for five minutes instead of ending up in such a sorry state, almost getting crushed to death by the two Rock Troll.

I recall the image of two Rock Troll, as big as small mountains, crashing down with a whooshing sound.

He's still shaken by the experience and couldn't help but shudder.

"Ailin, Ailin, who gave you the courage to preserve your strength for a pittance in this perilous world?"

Looking at the Experience Orbs and Lesser Experience Orbs on his character panel, which together were worth about 50,000 experience points, he sighed softly.

[Ding! Consumed 30 Experience Orbs and 24 Lesser Experience Orbs]

Your skill: Quen Sign LV3 (11/2500) has been upgraded to Quen Sign LV6 (0/5W)

Every sign of the Witcher is very useful, but if we're talking about the Ailin uses most often, it's definitely Quen.

After all, in the world of Witcher, most monsters and intelligent creatures attack using physical attacks.

Furthermore, in the upcoming battles, the Quen Sign's ability to absorb physical damage will be extremely useful against both Rock Troll and Kedwen's Knights.

Therefore, it's definitely the right thing to put a lot of points into the Quen Sign.

"Call!"

After easing the pain from the influx of knowledge and the modification of his Mutated Organ, Ailin let out a long breath.

Previously, I only had some doubts, after all, a single piece of evidence is not conclusive.

Only after upgrading the Quen Sign to LV4 or higher did he truly realize that the upgrade effects of the Quen Sign were similar to those in the game.

The Quen Sign from LV1 to LV3 is [Exploding Shield]: When the Quen Shield breaks, it will knock back enemies, deal damage, and has a chance to knock them down.

The higher the level, the stronger the mysterious attribute, and the stronger the shockwave from the shield explosion.

LV4 to LV6 is [Active Shield]: Creates a protective shield that consumes mana to block attacks and maintain the shield. Damage absorbed by the shield is automatically converted into a passive shield for the user.

However, unlike in the game:

In addition to converting vitality consumption into mana consumption, the damage absorbed by the shield in the game can restore the user's health.

In reality, it is transformed into a passive shield, which is equivalent to converting the damage received by the active shield into armor.

Thinking about how to use the new skill, Ailin got up and circulated her magic.

After drawing a triangle in front of his body with his right thumb and forefinger, he did not retract them as usual, but continued to maintain a wonderful communication with the released magic.

"Buzz~"

moment.

A pale gold spherical protective shield appeared.

"Hmm... After the shield structure was optimized, the level 6 Quen Sign no longer requires mana to maintain the active shield..."

"When using an active shield, it is difficult to attack simultaneously because Divine Power and magic energy need to communicate continuously."

"However, this structure and thickness..."

Ailin closed his eyes, sensing the magical structure of the active shield:

"Its defensive strength is at least three times that of a regular Quen Shield!"

"Very strong! Its strengths and weaknesses are both very obvious."

I recalled the stone that Mountain Stone threw three days ago, a stone imbued with magical energy.

If only that skill existed back then.

Even if the active shield cannot withstand the impact of magic, the magic wrapped in the stone alone certainly cannot penetrate such a long distance between the active shield and the user to harm Ailin.

Moreover, in that situation, the disadvantage of the active shield being unable to attack almost disappears.

"Just as I predicted, if this skill had been upgraded before yesterday, it certainly wouldn't have ended up in such a sorry state!"

After silently cursing himself for being stupid again, Ailin opened the Witcher's Handbook once more.

There are currently 10 Experience Orbs and 1823 Lesser Experience Orbs remaining.

[Ding! Consumed 10 Experience Orbs and 1500 Lesser Experience Orbs]

Your skill: School of the Wolf Two-Handed Sword LV3 (7/2500) has been upgraded to School of the Wolf Two-Handed Sword LV5 (0/20,000)

Your skill: School of the Cat Two-Handed Sword LV3 (0/2500) has been upgraded to School of the Cat Two-Handed Sword LV5 (0/2W)

[Ding! Your level has increased to 35, and you have gained 1 Special Skill point.]

As Ailin absorbed a large amount of memories, his body was also constantly changing.

It becomes more coordinated, more flexible, and easier to unleash the hidden power within the body.

"Phew~"

After the aches and pains throughout his body subsided, Ailin exhaled another breath of stale air and began to ponder the improvements brought about by the two skills.

The School of the Wolf Two-Handed Sword enhance control over the entire body's muscles and skeleton; in gaming terms, this means a 30% increase in power utilization.

Moreover, he also mastered a sword technique called the Spinning Slash.

That is, after the body rotates twice, a sword is slashed out with a faster speed and greater power.

The core of this technique lies not in how to accumulate rotational potential energy, but in how to anticipate the monster's attack pattern while spinning, thereby delivering a fatal blow.

The School of the Cat Two-Handed Sword increases the body's flexibility and stability by 30%.

There is also a sword technique called wrist thrust.

This was the very sword technique that Brett, the School of the Cat witcher, used to nearly kill Ailin.

Sacrificing the power of a straight thrust, the sword is controlled by a deft flick of the wrist to suddenly change direction and pierce the target's heart.

If it weren't for the ten points of Elemental Affinity prevented Brett's sword from piercing through, Ailin might have died on the spot.

Therefore, he was very impressed with this technique.

After the skill upgrade is completed, there are only 323 Lesser Experience Orbs left in the inventory.

Ailin thought for a few seconds.

[Ding! Consumed 100 Lesser Experience Orbs]

Your skill: Igni Sign LV2 (0/500) has been upgraded to Igni Sign LV3 (0/2500)

Your skill: Alde Sign LV2 (0/500) has been upgraded to Alde Sign LV3 (0/2500)

[Ding! Your level has increased to 40, and you have gained 1 Special Skill point.]

In a short time, the memory transfer and physical changes were completed.

After the Igni Sign is upgraded, the flames it releases are at a higher temperature.

The Alde Sign directly expands the effective range of telekinetic impact by three meters.

All skills have now been upgraded.

Name: Ailin

[Level: 40]

[HP: 100%, Stamina: 310/310, MP: 410/410]

[Attributes: Strength 32, Agility 31, Constitution 31, Perception 21, Mysticism 41]

[Affinity: Water 7, Earth 3]

[Special Skill: Demon Hunter LV3, Appraisal LV2, Tracking LV1]

Special Skill Points: 4

[Signs: Quen LV6, Igni LV3, Ald LV3, Yrden LV3, Axii LV3, Oterrohp Sign LV3]

[Skills: School of the Cat Two-Handed Sword LV5, School of the Wolf Two-Handed Sword LV5, Ice Lance Spell LV3, Tracking LV1]

[Knowledge: Alchemy LV4, Ritualism LV2]

[Ritual: The Flesh Giant]

[Experience Orbs: Lesser Experience Orbs * 223]

[Evaluation: A newbie demon hunter!]

"I only have 223 Lesser Experience Orbs left. I'm truly penniless now!"

Upon opening his Personal Panel, Ailin immediately noticed his rapidly shrinking wealth and couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, he unlocked the Legion, so the rewards for hunting Lesser Monsters with Huus and the others wouldn't drop too drastically; otherwise, he might not have been able to bring himself to do it.

Shift your gaze upwards.

Special Skill are different from ordinary skills. They basically don't require time to adapt to, at least not for demon hunters who are directly related to combat. You can upgrade them whenever you need them.

Therefore, it's best to save your Special Skill points for now.

"I've upgraded so many skills, but the rating hasn't changed at all..." Ailin couldn't help but complain when she got to the bottom of the list, "I wonder what the criteria for this rating are?"

After reviewing the character panel, Ailin glanced back at it again, a sense of accomplishment welling up inside him.

In less than half a year since he came to this world, his strength has already improved by leaps and bounds.

"However, it's not enough... far from enough."

"I need to be even stronger, just a little stronger, not only in terms of personal strength, but also in terms of my legion, school of thought, and allies..."

"Otherwise..."

Ailin sighed deeply.

Then, after mentally withdrawing the Witcher's Handbook, he got up and walked towards the door.

"Squeak~"

The simple wooden door was pushed open.

"Ailin, are you ready..."

The woman's clear, melodious voice trailed off mid-sentence.

What's going on... Francesca looked at the Witcher, who seemed no different from a few minutes ago, and felt a little suspicious.

The moment she saw Ailin, she felt a chill run down her spine, as if she were being stared at by some ferocious wild beast.

"What's wrong?" Ailin asked in return.

The moment the Witcher spoke, the sense of threat of being targeted by a natural enemy seemed to vanish as if it were an illusion.

"N-nothing..." Francesca subconsciously touched the ends of her dark blonde hair, glanced into the room, and asked curiously, "What were you preparing just now?"

"Let's prepare some measures to leave this Hundred Fruit Garden and find our target." Ailin gave a perfunctory answer and walked outside. "Let's go, let's find the exit first!"

exit?

And there's this inexplicable sense of threat...

Could it be that everything he just said was true?

Did he really find a way to leave and their goal?

Francesca looked at Ailin in surprise and subconsciously followed him to the entrance of the herbal medicine shop.

"You are... wait... aren't you that little girl's seriously injured younger brother? You're all healed?"

Ailin looked in the direction of the sound.

A middle-aged man dressed in gray linen clothes was standing behind the counter, arranging medicinal herbs.

Ailin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He recognized the man; he was the owner of the shop where he had bought the Specter Oil and medicinal herbs a few days ago.

However, the owner of the herbal medicine shop clearly did not recognize Ailin; in his eyes, Ailin was Francesca's seriously injured younger brother.

"Of course he wouldn't recognize him..."

Ailin sighed inwardly.

From the mirage's perspective, there was no pharmacy at all, only scattered stones of varying sizes on the ground.

Where the owner of this herbal medicine shop is located, there stands a stalagmite about half a person's height, overlapping with his right leg and revealing a layer of gray stone skin.

It's like there's a small clipping bug in this world.

This gave Ailin a strange sense of familiarity and warmth.

"Granny Asha's medical skills are superb," Francesca quickly chimed in, then glanced at Ailin, "My... my brother can already walk."

"Huh? Is Granny Asha's skill really that good? Your brother isn't..." The herbal medicine shop owner scratched his head and looked at Ailin with a puzzled expression.

but.

Perhaps because Ailin was already standing in front of him, he didn't hesitate for too long:

"You are very lucky. You wouldn't find such a skilled herbalist and such a kind and generous lord who would provide shelter for stranded travelers anywhere else."

The herbal medicine shop owner, created by the illusion, seemed like a real person. Every move and every response was natural and harmonious, making it impossible for anyone to detect anything amiss.

Wrong!

Something is still wrong!

Ailin glanced at Francesca's pointed ears and exquisitely beautiful face, then looked at the herbal medicine shop owner who had a normal expression.

Ailin and Francesca are the biggest anomalies in themselves.

If the herbal medicine shop owner and Granny Asha were normal people, how could they not notice that Francesca and Ailin had inhuman appearances, and even believe that he, a witcher with Cat Eyes, and an elf were siblings?

From this perspective, Francesca's thinking should also have been influenced by illusions.

Or perhaps she was just too naive?

Otherwise, why would they have come up with this excuse?

"Let's go, we still have things to do." Ailin patted Francesca on the shoulder.

The Valley Daisy paused for a moment.

She suddenly realized that Ailin hadn't spoken a single word to the owner of the herbal medicine shop.

"You guys have other things to do, so go ahead and get busy... But since he just recovered from his injury, you should still advise your brother to rest more..."

"Understood, Uncle Will."

The two left amidst the shop owner's tedious admonitions.

"E... Ailin, why didn't you say a word to Uncle Will? At least... at least say thank you... these past few days, Uncle Will and Granny Asha have been bringing you your dressings..."

Uncle Will, Granny Asha...

Hearing these words from the mouth of an Elf Princess always feels a bit strange.

However, Ailin did not investigate further.

He simply nodded and led her around the herbal medicine shop twice.

Stop at the wide river on the south side of "Hundred Fruit Garden".

Francesca looked at the witcher who had suddenly stopped and asked curiously, "What's wrong, Ailin?"

"We've arrived."