Spatial Skills

When a Witcher of the School of the Wolf completes a Mastery, he will inform other Witcher Schools (excluding the School of the Cat) and also notify the nobles he knows.

As the king of Kedwen, Haxor was naturally included in the report.

For some reason, he paid special attention to the School of the Wolf.

He remembered the name of every single Witcher Master from the School of the Wolf.

and.

Winter has just ended, and the witchers of Kaer Morhen probably only came down from the mountain not long ago.

There is unlikely to be any new promotions for Witcher Master who haven't been notified in time.

Therefore, he was absolutely certain that the School of the Wolf did not have a Witcher Master named Ailin.

"There isn't Witcher Master named Ailin?"

Tresius was unusually surprised upon hearing this.

They were all from the Witcher school within the territory of Kedwen, and he was well aware of the level of the School of the Wolf Witchers.

For them, hunting monsters was much easier than fighting the School of the Cat witchers.

A School of the Wolf witcher who could kill Fredika and Brett head-on would find hunting a large monster a piece of cake.

It's impossible that he's not even Witcher Master.

"Could it be that Guksat misheard?"

Tresius thought to himself.

but.

The name of the Witcher Master is important, but not the key point.

For the three, the addition of a powerful Witcher Master to the School of the Wolf was the most troublesome thing.

This will add a lot of uncertainty to the three people's plans.

then.

After confirming with Tresius several times, Haxor frowned and said:

"I will send someone to investigate the list of School of the Wolf members participating in the competition, Ailin."

"Before that, let's prepare for the two Witcher Master!"

A cabin in the mountains.

"They're gone?"

Just after Francesca left, a young girl's voice came from behind.

Ailin turned around.

Lyra, the eldest of the children and Viscount Hudson's orphaned daughter, came out of the Wooden Hut.

The Witcher nodded:

Why didn't you go to rest?

"I can't sleep!" Lyra shook her head.

She hesitated for a few seconds and asked:

"Granny Asha once said that witchers are the most powerful warriors in the world..."

"So..."

Lyra clenched her fist.

"Can I become a witcher?"

Ailin remained silent.

Sadia had plans for her benefactor's daughter.

With no parents and being a thorn in the king's side, Lyra could not possibly grow up as a noblewoman as she originally had.

After calming the several underage Half-elf and getting them to Kaer Morhen, the School of the Wolf will arrange for someone to escort her to the temple of the Goddess Meritellie.

Sadia has some connections within the temple, which allows Lyra to enter the temple to study.

In her heart.

Lyra's future should be as a priest, doctor, herbalist...

The only option that cannot be a Witcher is...

but...

Lyra herself clearly didn't think so.

Ailin could sense the flames of revenge burning fiercely in her innocent, clear eyes.

"You're too old!"

"Becoming a witcher at this point, undergoing brutal trials and potion modifications, will only lead to death."

Ailin lied.

Although the older one gets, the lower the probability of passing the Trial of Grasses.

The creators of Witcher targeted children because the adult mortality rate was too high.

However, after the Drowner Heart Essence Fluid appeared.

Mary would often use the lovebird to inform him of the changes in the Witcher Apprentice.

The time required for physical transformation in the Choice Trial has been shortened, the success rate of potion transformation in the Trial of Grasses has been greatly increased, and the Dream Trial has almost become a formality.

Aside from the fact that no female witcher has appeared in the School of the Wolf and the safety of potion modifications on women has not been verified.

Lyra's success rate in becoming a Witcher is actually not low.

but.

He doesn't intend to do that.

after all.

Besides what has already been promised to Sadia.

Knowing about Lyra's tragic past, he couldn't bear to let a little girl of only thirteen or fourteen years old, without parents, jump into another fire pit after just getting out of one.

As a witcher, he knew all too well that this was not an easy path.

The Temple of Melitele is her best resting place.

Lyra fell silent upon hearing this, glanced at the Witcher expressionlessly, and then walked back to the Wooden Hut without saying a word.

"Phew~"

Watching the little girl's figure disappear through the wooden door.

Ailin let out a sigh of relief and stopped thinking about it.

He sat cross-legged facing the Wooden Hut and took out the gem.

"Bite!"

"Fragment of the Gate of Ade Gais detected. Absorb?"

Absorb!

The moment after a thought clicks.

The gem floated up from Ailin's palm and then vanished into thin air.

[Ding! The fragment of the Gate of Ad-Gates is being absorbed...]

[Ding! You have acquired the skill: Spatial Mastery LV1]

[Ding! The fragment of the Gate of Ad-Gates is being absorbed...]

[Ding! You have acquired the skill: Blink LV1]

[Ding! The fragment of the Gate of Ad-Gates is being absorbed...]

The sound of the school bell ringing in my mind, and a warm current spreading from between my eyebrows throughout my body.

"Buzz~"

The Wolf Emblem was humming softly.

The surrounding space subtly responded with vibrations.

at the same time.

A wealth of knowledge about space also flooded Ailin's mind.

About two minutes later.

This physical modification and indoctrination of knowledge ceased only then.

Ailin opened her eyes.

The oak tree was swaying in the evening breeze.

Countless translucent threads stretched out before my eyes.

The Witcher's thoughts stirred slightly, and his Divine Power shifted.

In an instant.

"Whoosh!"

A soft sound.

A witcher carrying two swords appeared under the oak tree.

"This... this is blinking?"

Ailin stared blankly at the clear patterns on the oak bark so close to him.

My heart was pounding, and an indescribable feeling of immense joy welled up within me.

Space flickers!

"I can actually use spatial abilities now!"

Before absorbing the fragments of the Gate of Ad Gais, he never expected such a pleasant surprise to await him.

How powerful would a Witcher who can blink be?

Ailin simply couldn't imagine it.

The mind opens the Witcher's Handbook.

Name: Ailin

[Level: 41]

Special Skill: Demon Hunter LV3, Appraisal LV2, Tracking LV1, Spatial Mastery LV1

Special Skill Points: 4

[Skill: Blink LV1...]

Yes.

The newly acquired Spatial Mastery and Blink are not the same type of skill.

Spatial Mastery is a passive skill.

It was that warm current that just emerged from between my eyebrows.

This allows Ailin to sense fluctuations in space and gives him the opportunity to use magic to manipulate these fluctuations.

It is also a prerequisite skill for the Blink skill.

In other words, to improve Blink, you must first use Special Skill points to increase the skill level of Spatial Mastery.

[Ding! Consumed 3 Special Skill points]

[Ding! Your skill: Spatial Mastery LV1 has been upgraded to Spatial Mastery LV4]

[Ding! Consumed 310 Lesser Experience Orbs]

[Ding! Your skill: Blink LV1 has been upgraded to Blink LV4 (0/10000)]

There's nothing to hesitate about.

Max out the blink skill!

The moment the chaotic "ding" sounds rang out, a large amount of warm current surged out from between Ailin's eyebrows, transforming his body.

This moment.

Ailin even floated in mid-air due to the sudden increase in his spatial control.

The silver symbolizes the magic of space, which suddenly appears in the Mutated Organ and surges in every Magic Veins extending from it.

[Ding! You have gained two points of Spatial Affinity.]

"There's this kind of benefit too!"

Ailin was overjoyed.

Ten points of Elemental Affinity proved invaluable when facing the School of the Cat Witchers.

Now, with Spatial Affinity, the Witcher is one step closer to the point where only a silver sword can break through his defenses.

for a long time.

The renovation is complete.

The upgraded memories of the flashing light have all been absorbed.

The initial flashing range of three meters was increased to twelve meters.

at the same time.

LV4 also adds a special effect: targets in the blinking path will become unstable due to spatial fluctuations.

Amazing skill!

Ailin has only this one evaluation.

but.

This time, he didn't impulsively flash again.

Because this skill comes at a price for him now.

He took the Goddess Meritellie's Amulet from his chest.

In addition to the two large black scorch marks that had appeared before, a small scorch mark appeared on the goddess's silver amulet.

This appeared suddenly on the amulet after using the Blink skill.

It must have been an attack from that big-eyed Evil God, but because the time it took to travel was too short, the force wasn't strong enough.

"Although the Goddess Meritellie's Amulet should be able to withstand the defilement of the Evil God attracted by three or four flashes..."

"However, once the apprentice competition is over, we must immediately set off for Arland."

Ailin frowned.

The threat posed by the Evil God slightly dampened the excitement of increased power.

in addition.

After the upgrade, the Witcher now only has 13 Lesser Experience Orbs Experience Orbs 6 Experience Orbs remaining.

"Phew~"

Take a deep breath and calm yourself down.

"Ada Emin is right. The fragments of the Ade Gais Gate are indeed what I want and need most right now."

"With spatial evasion skills and two points of Spatial Affinity, my strength has improved by leaps and bounds."

"And..."

Ailin opened the Witcher's Handbook with his mind.

[Ding! The fragment of the Gate of Ad-Gates is being absorbed...]

With so many benefits already, this fragment hasn't been fully absorbed yet!

"A very fruitful harvest!"

"What a fruitful harvest!"

Ailin sighed.

After leveling up, it's time to deal with the spoils from killing the Greater Nekker.

[Inventory: Greater Nekker's Purifying Spirit *1, Greater Nekker's Chest *3]

The interface redirects to the inventory.

[Ding! Do you want to open the Greater Nekker's Chest *3?]

Hold tightly to the Goddess Meritellie's Amulet.

Ailin's mind shifted.

Suddenly, one purple and two white appeared.

Three beams of light flashed by.

[Received: Greater Nekker's Purifying Spirit *1, Experience Orbs *2]

Hmm, not bad.

There is at least one purple one.

Moreover, both the Experience Orbs and the Greater Nekker's Purifying Spirit are very useful.

Ailin thought to himself.

Then he didn't hesitate any longer.

[Ding! Do you wish to use 2 Greater Nekker's Purifying Spirit?]

The moment the thought clicked, a chill almost instantly froze the brain.

My senses cleared instantly, as if I had suddenly climbed ashore from murky lake water.

[Attributes: Strength 32, Agility 31, Constitution 34, Perception 32 (+4), Mysticism 41]

A Greater Nekker's Purifying Spirit can increase perception by two points, which is four times that of an ordinary demon spirit.

Ailin's perception is no longer his weakness!

The Witcher closes his eyes.

Listen carefully to capture the sounds around you.

The enhanced visual perception is difficult to discern at night.

However, the improvement in hearing is something that can be felt right now.

"Shh~ shh~"

The night wind blew, and the leaves rustled.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~"

The waves surged and receded in the small lake, lapping against the rocks on the shore.

Listen more carefully.

"Hiss~ Hiss~ Hiss~"

Spring insects move their bodies in the soil and turn over the soil.

Then the next second.

"Eh~"

Ailin sighed softly.

He heard the toddler sleeping soundly in the Wooden Hut, and the girl sobbing quietly.

Hatred does not disappear because of his refusal.

After he rejected Lyra's intention to become a Witcher, he didn't know if Lyra would really do as Sadia had arranged.

In the temple of the Goddess Meritellie, one can quell hatred in their heart and become a revered priest or healer.

However, there was nothing he could do about it.

"Damn Haxor!"

Ailin cursed inwardly.

The next morning.

After sorting through the recent rewards last night, Ailin didn't go inside to disturb them, but instead meditated in front of the Wooden Hut.

"Bang!"

The familiar sound roused the Witcher from his meditation.

"Lady Vesemir!"

"Ailin exclaimed in surprise."

The Sorceress walked out step by step from the orange-yellow portal.

Last night he was still thinking about how to sneak into Viscount Hudson's abandoned mine again, ask her for help, and send these Half-elf back to Kaer Morhen.

Unexpectedly, the Sorceress came right over.

"Good morning!"

The Sorceress smiled and asked Ailin a questioning tone.

Good morning, Lady Vesemir!

Ailin responded happily.

Judging from the Sorceress's expression, the School of the Cat witchers who were sneaking around in the mining party last night probably didn't hurt the chief.

However, he still asked one question:

"Those witchers last night..."

"Don't worry, Soyer is fine," the Sorceress said with a smile.

then.

Ailin's last worry vanished.

Spatial skills, elven friendship, Rock Troll, enhanced perception, and mirage beads...

Most importantly, aside from King Kedwen's forces, there were no casualties...

"The first job I took after leaving Kaer Morhen was really worth it."

Ailin thought to himself.

"However, it may be fine this time, but it might not be the case next time."

The Sorceress's smile faded.

"Huh?" Ailin was taken aback. "There's a next time?"

The Sorceress nodded.

"Soyer came at the invitation of Haxor to discuss dealing with the elves."

"However, the School of the Wolf's neutral stance has always been very clear in the past, so he was just trying to buy the school some time."

Upon hearing this...

Ailin, who had already made a deal with the elves, felt a little uneasy.

"Of course we know that now..."

"The reason why Haxor insisted on inviting Soy over, even though he knew Soyer would refuse, was probably to find an opportunity to kill him secretly."

Ailin seemed thoughtful:

"So, 'next time' doesn't necessarily mean..."

The Sorceress gently touched her forehead and sighed.

"The School of the Cat Witcher's assassination attempt did not take place last night."

"But then Haxor warmly invited him to stay and participate in the Apprentice Combat Tournament between your two schools."

Ailin's expression was grave:

"The CEO agreed?"

The Sorceress nodded, her expression somewhat grim:

"If he doesn't agree, you'll be in danger."

"So..."

"Are you sure you want to participate in this apprenticeship competition again? Can't you just..."

"Ailin! Who is she?"

A clear female voice suddenly rang out from inside the Wooden Hut, interrupting the Sorceress.

The Sorceress looked at the pretty girl who emerged from the dilapidated Wooden Hut, gave Ailin a strange look, and asked:

"Shouldn't it be an elf?"