Conjunction of the Spheres-Earth?

[Slay the Level 16 "Human" Monster Horde!]

[Rewards Settlement: Victory over the enemy, base rating D; defeating the enemy with fewer troops, +3 to C; overpowering the enemy with stronger troops, -9 to F]

Final rating: F

Loot obtained: None

"So humans are considered monsters too?"

After stealthily exiting the abandoned mine and finding himself no longer able to see the guards at the checkpoint, Ailin realized that the checkpoint's guards were out of sight.

A familiar System Notification suddenly rang in his mind.

at this time.

At least three hours had passed since Ailin used the Ice Lance Spell to assassinate the soldier with the Immovable Shield, Kedwen.

He grew so old that he thought humans were not within the hunting range of the Witcher's Handbook.

Unexpected.

The Witcher's Handbook received no response, simply because its disengagement judgment for human enemies was somewhat unique.

After a moment of reflection, Ailin's attention was not on the extremely poor reward evaluations.

Instead, it was a new task that appeared later.

[Ding! Hunting Mission: Humans I (0/1000 Human Kills) has been activated. Accept?]

[Mission Reward: Conjunction of the Spheres - Humanity]

Looking at this new mission, Ailin was filled with mixed feelings.

Humans in the Witcher world all came to this world through the Conjunction of the Spheres.

In the original work

Many plot points hint at this.

These humans come from the same world as Ailin, or at least a very similar parallel world, if the concept of parallel worlds exists here.

so...

"I have a chance to go home?"

Ailin thought to himself.

But after that thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly realized that he didn't really want to go back that much.

He had no father, no mother, no wife, and no children.

Born as an orphan, he had no ties in that world.

Even his friends were just casual acquaintances, fair-weather friends.

The only thing I care about.

That's the mascot who gave him a cup of milk tea and sent him through time.

Instead, it's here.

Vesemir, Vesemir, Mary, Huus, Bont, Fred...

He had companions and mentors with whom he could entrust his life.

There are people who care about him, and people he cares about.

Even though the world of the Witcher is not as safe as his original world, School of the Wolf is in danger of being targeted by the king and the wizards.

He had no intention of escaping from this world.

Kaer Morhen is his home now.

I stood there, lost in thought, for a long time under the serene moonlight.

Ailin suddenly put away his Witcher's Handbook.

"I don't want to think about it anymore!"

Going home is still a long way off for him, and gathering 1,000 people isn't easy either.

after all.

He has his own principles and would never indiscriminately kill innocent people for the sake of this Conjunction of the Spheres.

Let's take it one step at a time.

Ailin sighed.

Then...

move on.

After leaving the abandoned mine, Ailin ran all the way back to the Hundred Fruit Garden.

After letting Vesemir and Huus know that he was safe.

He rode "Carrot" again, starting from the abandoned castle, and followed the black elemental dots from the Wolf Emblem's perspective towards the place where the two elves were hiding.

Francesca was still quite young.

Although her magical talent is exceptional, the effective range of her portals certainly cannot match that of a seasoned Sorceress.

So it's very fast.

Ailin arrived at an abandoned cabin in the woods.

This hut was probably a temporary structure built by a hunter in a nearby village.

Backed by a small lake, the house is just a hundred meters away from the entrance, where merchants come and go, and forest paths trodden by footprints and horses.

It's safe to be in a place with lots of people.

Water ghosts, Ghoul, and evil spirits do not appear very frequently.

Moreover, due to its low-lying terrain, it is also shaded by trees and shrubs.

It's difficult for someone who doesn't know about this place to find it.

"Francesca found a good place."

Ailin thought to himself.

The clattering of hooves seemed to have startled the people inside the house.

After the firelight shining through the window flickered for a moment, a small head peeked out from the window.

"Carrying two long swords on his back, he is the witcher that Granny Asha mentioned."

"Go quickly and call Sister Lyra..."

A child's innocent and immature voice came from the Wooden Hut.

Um?

Francesca and Sadia not here?

Ailin was confused.

From the Wolf Emblem's perspective, the black elements culminate in this Wooden Hut.

"That's it!"

Ailin suddenly remembered that the final resting place of these black elements was on the chest of the man named Hodon, not on Sadia.

"Did Francesca guess my hint?"

"Is she confronting her mother Sadia, in some secluded corner right now?"

With this thought in mind, the Witcher dismounted, stepping into the stirrups.

To avoid being misunderstood, he did not approach the cabin any further.

Instead, he stood outside the fence, about ten meters away from the Wooden Hut.

A short while later.

"Squeak~"

The abandoned wooden door opened.

Lyra, the daughter of Viscount Hudson, came out of the Wooden Hut carrying a torch.

"Come with me, Witcher."

Lyra remained expressionless.

Without waiting for Ailin's response, he turned and walked towards the lake.

Knowing Lyra's background, the Witcher didn't care about her cold attitude. After tying the carrot to a nearby tree, he followed her.

Where are we going?

"Go find Sadia."

"Is it alright to leave Hodon and those kids here?" Ailin turned her head to look at the Wooden Hut.

The little heads at the Wooden Hut window sensed Ailin's gaze and quickly shrank back inside.

Soon after, rows of bright, sparkling Little Eye appeared.

Upon hearing this, Lyra turned her head and gave Ailin a complicated look:

"It's alright, I'll be back soon. As for Uncle Hodon..."

She paused for a moment, a sad expression appearing on her face:

"He... he's already left us?"

Um?

Ailin paused for a moment.

Leaving is...

Dead?

Looking at the expression on the girl's face, Ailin's heart sank slightly.

Judging from Hodon's appearance in the illusion, he did indeed look terminally ill.

only...

"How could it be so fast?"

"Hasn't he already taken the Veridian Sigh?"

He had a decent impression of Hodon, but not to the point of feeling bad for him.

He was just worried.

The Red-haired Elf Ida Emin's task was to help a human couple escape from Kedwen.

Now that Hodon is dead, only Sadia remains.

Will he still be able to receive his payment?

Thinking of this, Ailin sighed inwardly.

We can't control birth, aging, sickness, and death; we can only take it one step at a time.

Hopefully, the elves will be more kind.

"Feel sorry!"

"Ailin said softly."

Lyra shook her head, turned around, and continued leading the way:

"This is not your problem. We all know that the culprit is Haxor."

"Even if you don't come, Uncle Hodon doesn't have much time left!"

Ailin remained silent.

After all, they were all strangers.

He didn't know what to say at this moment, so he could only follow Lyra's steps.

but...

If Hodon is dead, why is the black element's final resting place in that small house?

Ailin was lost in thought.

He felt that he had missed some information, but he couldn't figure out what it was for the time being.

until...

"Ah!"

A scream came from the depths of the woods not far away.

"It's Sadia's voice!"

Lyra exclaimed and was about to run over when someone grabbed her arm.

"You go back and take care of those children. I'll handle things with Sadia."

"But..."

Ailin shook his head seriously, interrupting Lyra.

Immediately afterwards.

"Clang!"

The silver sword was drawn.

Lyra, who was interrupted, paused for a moment and glanced at the silver sword that gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

Seemingly somewhat unwilling, she bit her lip and then ran towards the Wooden Hut.

Seeing that Lyra obediently left, Ailin immediately ran in the direction from which the screams came.

"Whoosh~"

The night wind whistled past my ears.

Ailin quickly took the last bottle of Cat Eye Potion from the reagent bag.

The moon is bright tonight.

Even without firelight to illuminate the way, a Witcher's abilities allow them to continue their journey as usual.

However, if it comes to actual combat, that's a different story.

A slight mistake could cost you your life.

"Luckily Francesca lent me 'Nightfall,' otherwise I probably wouldn't even have this bottle of cat's eye left."

To prevent any accidents, Ailin thought for a moment and then took out Nightfall and equipped it.

This magical item, or rather "Night," can also provide some night vision capabilities.

It's just not as outstanding as Cat Eye Potion.

If we compare them...

When using the Cat Eye Potion, the clarity of vision is at least three times that of "Night".

After changing his gear and drinking the potion, Ailin suddenly accelerated.

He walked across the lakeside meadow and around a few lush willow trees.

Francesca and Sadia suddenly appeared in the overgrown weeds.

Looking at the huge shadow beside the two, Ailin finally remembered what she had forgotten.

In Viscount Hudson's abandoned castle, the spirits can take form in broad daylight thanks to the unknown black element.

Now.

Although we still don't know the exact source of that element.

However, I've been with this element for so many years.

How could nothing have changed after Hodon's death!

"... Lord Hudson... Lord Hudson..."

"... Haxor... Tyrant... Crazy ruler..."

A roar like a raging storm erupted from the shadows in front of Sadia.

The intense resentment and anger stirred up a raging storm, causing the surrounding trees to shake violently.

At the feet of the dark figure was a newly erected grave.

Perhaps it was because Ailin arrived just in time.

The indistinct monster seemed to have just formed and had not yet begun to attack Francesca and Sadia.

Sadia still looked like that old nanny.

As if possessed, she cried out for Hodon and desperately moved closer to the terrifying black shadow.

fortunately.

Francesca held her captive.

"Adeline, knock Granny Asha and take her away!"

Upon seeing the scene of the clearing operation, Ailin immediately shouted to Francesca.

"Ailin!"

Francesca's eyes lit up when she noticed the Witcher's appearance.

Upon hearing Ailin's instruction, she struck Sadia's neck forcefully with her right hand without hesitation.

Sadia's body went limp almost instantly, and Francesca dragged her away from the monster.

"Ailin, we just buried that dead human, and this monster suddenly appeared..."

Francesca dragged Sadia along as she recounted the whole story to him.

Ailin nodded.

Immediately assess the strange figure that was still roaring madly.

[Name: Greater Nekker (Hodon)]

[Level: 56]

[Attributes: Strength 29, Agility 29, Constitution?, Perception 29, Mysticism?]

"That's right, it's the demon spirit that formed after Hodon's death."

His rank is higher than his.

However, the attributes he exhibits are clearly inferior to those of Ailin.

As for his physique and mystique...

A thought crossed Ailin's mind.

Immediately take out the Specter Oil from the reagent bag and apply a layer of light blue light to the silver sword.

Regardless of the difference between Greater Nekker and an ordinary demon spirit.

As long as it's a spirit, applying Specter Oil to Elsa is definitely the right thing to do.

and.

Since there's only one monster...

"Take good care of Granny Asha!"

After leaving behind a word of advice, Ailin took advantage of the Greater Nekker's unpreparedness and suddenly stomped the ground, charging towards the Greater Nekker was still angry about the pain he had suffered in his previous life.

Demon Hunter

"Laugh!"

The silver sword pierced into the black spirit, like a red-hot iron being plunged into icy water.

The point where they met immediately boiled, producing a large number of bubbles.

[Demon Hunter] Progress 6%

"Roar!"

The Greater Nekker roared in agony, its spirit body twisting in pain.

The Witcher stepped back, dodging the monster's arms, which were flailing wildly in pain.

As expected of Greater Nekker!

Ailin thought to himself.

In Demon Hunting mode, an ordinary spirit can instantly fill the Demon Hunting progress bar with just one hit.

Here at the Greater Nekker, a single sword strike could only gather 6%.

It seems that the plan to quickly eliminate the monsters is not feasible.

Ailin's eyes lit up, and he quickly changed the law for dealing with the demon spirits.

Then squat down.

Press your right palm onto the ground beneath the Greater Nekker.

Instantly.

The magic flowed through the Mutated Organ next to the heart, through the right arm, and from the Magic Veins in the five fingers, it flowed regularly onto the ground.

In the blink of an eye.

A magic circle shimmering with a faint, mysterious purple light emerged from the ground.

Hourglass-shaped runes were flashing around the magic circle.

Yrden Sign!

"Watch out Ailin!"

As soon as the magic trap was cast, Francesca's terrified scream came from behind.

at the same time.

Ailin suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing over his head.

He dodged the attack with a roll.

"Um?"

After rolling around, Ailin was surprised to find...

Just seconds ago, the Greater Nekker's hands were empty, but now, in its somewhat illusory hands, it was holding a long sword that gleamed with cold light.

This sword is at least twice as long as Elsa's.

Where did that longsword come from?

The Witcher was puzzled.

in addition.

Greater Nekker of black mist has now coalesced and become much clearer.

Unlike ordinary spirits that float around, carrying a lantern in one hand and a weapon in the other, it is different.

The Greater Nekker, about three meters tall, looked just like a normal human.

He gripped the ridiculously long sword tightly in both hands.

Its feet emitted thick black smoke and seemed to stand on the ground as if they were solid objects.

Like a warrior charging into battle, he charged fiercely towards Ailin.

"Roar!"

"Kill Haxor!"

"Kill the tyrant!"

"Kill the tyrannical ruler!"

Taking advantage of the slowing effect caused by the Yrden Sign, and considering that the Greater Nekker's strength and agility are inherently inferior to Ailin's, it is a powerful creature.

Therefore, the Witcher can handle the attacks of the Greater Nekker with relative ease.

but.

Ailin is acting a little strange right now.

If he remembers correctly, shouldn't Hodon be a knight?

Why are you acting like a berserker from Skellige now?

in addition...

If you want to kill Haxor, why are you attacking me with your sword?