Acting Out a Play

Upon hearing Huus's words, Ailin subconsciously turned around and glanced back, instantly freezing in shock.

A gigantic monster, four meters tall, emerged from the darkness.

The muscles were tightly bound and bulged, like a skinned frog.

The fish fins, red to the point of bleeding, stretched from the tailbone all the way to the forehead.

"Drowners King!"

Ailin exclaimed in surprise.

How could such a monster appear here?

Instinctively, he scanned the Witcher's Handbook again, confirming once more that this "Conjunction of the Spheres" was indeed not something he had accidentally triggered.

Has the Conjunction of the Spheres truly revived?

The Drowners King is clearly not a native species of the Witcher world...

Forehead...

Although it isn't a water ghost, the Drowners King hasn't even appeared in the original story or the game.

Surprised, her azure pupils contracted slightly as she looked closer.

"This Drowners King seems to be different from the two we've encountered before..."

Ailin was somewhat surprised.

After smashing open the iron fence, the Drowners King did not rush in, nor did it immediately unleash an Ice Lance Spell.

Instead, he squatted down, grabbed a water ghost, and started eating it.

It looked like he hadn't eaten for many days.

"Does the Drowners King also eat water ghosts?"

Ailin was astonished.

Before he could come to a conclusion...

Those water monsters that gushed out of the large iron gate, neither dead nor incapacitated, gradually recovered from the impact of the fall.

It was squeaking and making noises as it stood up from the ground.

Upon seeing the living creatures in the arena, its blood-red eyes lit up, and it immediately charged forward.

"Use Quen now!"

Seeing this, Ailin loudly reminded his companions.

At the same time, his inner magic surged rapidly, and he bent his right hand and drew a triangle in front of him.

The next second.

"Bang!"

The rushing water ghost crashed into the pale gold spherical protective shield.

The spherical protective shield flickered with light and shadow.

Immediately afterwards.

A pale golden light also flashed across Ailin's body.

This is the active shield converting absorbed physical damage into armor equivalent to a regular Quen Shield.

Holding a steel sword, specifically an unsharpened steel sword.

He had no intention of confronting these water ghosts head-on.

Huus, Bont, and Fred, who were protected by active shields, immediately cast shields on themselves upon hearing Ailin's words.

Then, in perfect unison, they used the Ald Wave sign to push away the water ghost that was approaching them.

He then used the Igni Fire Sign, retreating alongside Ailin while his right hand emitted tiny sparks that ignited the water sprites in front of him.

Water ghosts are extremely afraid of fire.

Upon seeing its burning kin, it immediately retreated and fled, making a series of incoherent noises.

The water ghost was an old acquaintance of all four witchers.

Even though Huus, Bont, and Frey are slightly weaker Ailin.

But they are already more than capable of dealing with hordes of water ghosts.

that's all.

The four Witchers from the School of the Wolf, avoiding the reckless water ghosts, quickly approached the iron fence where Vesemir was located.

Just then.

"Ailin!"

Vesemir's anxious voice came from behind, followed by four sword pouches falling to the ground.

"There's something wrong with the iron fence!"

"Those male wizards who are in charge of picking locks have suddenly disappeared!"

"Even Robin was called away not long ago..."

Upon hearing this, Ailin's heart sank.

He took his sword sheath, drew his silver sword, and with one stroke beheaded the water ghost that was chasing him.

Then gently push forward with your right middle finger.

"Bang!"

A powerful shockwave erupted.

The few water ghosts closest to Ailin were instantly blown away.

The monsters behind the water ghosts were also knocked down like dominoes.

Its mystical attributes have caught up with those of Ailin in Vesemir, although it is still somewhat inferior in terms of the level of the Alde Sign.

But it can already do what Vesemir did back then, blowing away small monsters.

But at this moment.

Neither Ailin nor Vesemir paid any attention to the scene.

The only places that could be left out of the entire arena were the two sides of the ring where Vesemir and Guksat were located.

Of course, the monster entry area where the Drowners King is located is also an option, but it obviously cannot be included in the consideration.

Vesemir is locked up and can't get out.

And at Guksat's place...

Ailin looked back.

The waiting area for the School of the Cat was completely empty.

I wonder where Guksat, the leader of the School of the Cat Witchers, has escaped to.

The iron fence should also be locked tightly.

Otherwise, the School of the Cat witcher named Geoffrey wouldn't have stood in front of the iron fence and refused to go in.

Instead, he desperately brandished his blunt sword to drive away the water ghosts.

Just as Ailin looked over, Geoffrey was caught off guard and had his wrist bitten by a water ghost.

Within seconds, it was submerged in a nauseating, eerie blue ocean.

As for the other School of the Cat witchers...

Ailin glanced at the three monster groups surrounded by water ghosts, with more water ghosts desperately trying to squeeze in, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Are all the Witchers who have entered the arena discarded by the School of the Cat?"

"These scum!" Ailin cursed.

at the same time.

He saw that the surrounding stands were in chaos.

But both the Water Ghost and the Drowners King were actually confined to the arena.

Occasionally, one or two water ghosts would fly into the stands due to the violent impact, but they were quickly thrown back into the arena by the wizards maintaining order using magic.

Without a doubt.

This was a premeditated attack aimed at killing the Witcher of the School of the Wolf.

Whether it's the one in the arena or the one sitting in the main stands.

As for the Conjunction of the Spheres...

It's just an excuse!

but.

Since Lady Vesemir said that the Chief's safety was not his concern, he should not worry about it.

Then all he needs to do is figure out how to get Huus, Bont, and Fred out of the arena safely.

Just as he was pondering how to escape from this place.

"Croak!"

A roar.

Ailin looked in the direction of the sound.

The Drowners King was shaking its head in agony.

The half-finger of the bloody water ghost's arm, which was stuffed in its mouth, fell to the ground.

"Buzzing~"

The Wolf Emblem on his chest trembled more rapidly.

arm...

Ailin's eyes lit up as he watched this scene.

After another Ald blew the water ghost away, he quickly turned to the anxious Vesemir and said:

"Master Vesemir, I have a Foglet Arm Bone in my bag, please take it!"

The Foglet Arm Bone can turn the user into mist.

As long as there is a gap, it turns into mist to pass through the obstacle.

Since it was a magical item that Lady Vesemir had processed, it was not obtained from the Witcher's Handbook.

Therefore, Ailin also gave the Foglet Arm Bone to other School of the Wolf witchers.

Although the frequency is not high, it is still significant for the mist to leave this fist-width, hole-filled fence.

That's more than enough!

"The Foglet Arm Bone!"

Vesemir's eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly turned back to retrieve Ailin's package.

"Croak!"

The Drowners King roared again.

But this time...

When Ailin looked over instinctively, she found herself locked onto by the Drowners King!

"Ailin!"

Vesemir passed the Foglet Arm Bone through a gap in the iron fence.

Ailin then passed the arm bone to Huus.

His gaze remained fixed on the Drowners King's blood-red eyes, as if worried about disturbing something, and he said softly:

"Go one by one, I'll draw the enemy away for you!"

"Ailin, you go first..."

Huus was about to put the arm bone back in when Ailin interrupted him, saying:

"I don't need this. I have other ways to leave. Trust me!"

Without waiting for Huus's reply, he slowly walked towards the direction of the Drowners King.

Huus stared at Ailin's retreating figure for a moment, then did not insist.

Since Ailin said he has a way to leave, then he must have a way to leave!

Moreover...

Huus glanced disdainfully at the large monster that was roaring and charging towards him.

Besides, Ailin has killed more than one "King of Ice"!

then.

Huus gripped the Foglet Arm Bone, mentally stimulating the Mutated Organ, causing magic to flow instantly and rapidly into the arm bone.

"Pfft~"

A soft sound.

Huus instantly expanded into a wisp of mist, slowly seeping towards the other side of the iron fence.

"Pfft~"

A flash of silver light.

The five water ghosts in front of them were immediately decapitated.

Fresh blood gushed from the cut instantly, and a strong smell of rust filled the air.

Only after his stats improved did Ailin truly appreciate Elsa's goodness.

When killing monsters like water ghosts, there's no need to worry about getting stuck by bones.

No special skills are required.

He slashed down with his sword.

The water ghost in front of you will spontaneously split into two, or into three, or even four...

It will be divided into several parts, depending on whether the water ghost is sensible enough.

Is what's blocking your neck an arm or a hand? Is it one arm or two?

In any case, Elsa's destination was already determined when she slashed down.

Hearing the sound of Huus turning into mist behind him, Ailin's lips curled up slightly.

He wasn't lying.

Ailin has ways to escape this cage-like arena on his own, and more than one.

The Foglet Arm Bone is used to transform mist.

The newly learned blinking is also a kind of blinking.

This skill can also penetrate obstacles, and is even more useful than fog.

Although, due to the Evil God, Ailin now has to consume the Goddess Meritellie's Amulet every time he uses Blink.

Even if Cliff's amulet is useless, the Goddess Meritellie's Amulet can still be used at least three times.

actually.

In the game, Ciri, the "Elder Blood," also possesses the ability to blink, and can even blink along with others.

Unfortunately, Ailin is not capable of doing that yet.

"To reach Ciri's level, you should need at least Blink LV7, right?" he thought to himself.

As for the third method...

Ailin looked up.

"Caw~"

A roar, accompanied by a violent tremor of the ground.

The Drowners King, appearing out of nowhere, opened its blood-red maw and charged straight at you, kicking up a cloud of yellow dust!

"As long as I kill the monster in front of me, someone will open the door for me!"

In the main stands of the arena.

"Conjunction of the Spheres! Monsters are coming! Protect His Majesty!"

The servants carried the horrifying news up the steps to the main grandstand.

"Clang! Clang..."

The sound of swords being drawn filled the air as the king's personal guards surrounded Haxor, their swords pointing outwards warily.

After Jens left.

As the only outsider left in the main stands, Soyer was naturally kept outside the protective circle of the King's Guard.

"Sitting next to me Soyer, the Dragon Slayer and the Grandmaster Witcher..."

What's there to be afraid of Conjunction of the Spheres?

"Even if there is a monster of the strongest power, Grandmaster Soyer will protect me!"

"Is that right, Grandmaster?"

Haxor's angry shouts came from within the encirclement of his guards.

But the guards did not disperse; they remained surrounding their king, swords drawn.

It was as if they weren't guarding against a monster from the Conjunction of the Spheres, something that hadn't appeared in centuries.

Instead, it was the witcher whom the king trusted implicitly.

"That's natural."

Soyer sighed and slowly got up.

He glanced at the location of Haxor with a complex expression that no one could detect.

He was already getting tired of this scene.

I just want to fast forward to the next scene.

So he cooperated.

Surrounded by his guards, Haxor's lips curled slightly upward, showing no fear whatsoever of the so-called Conjunction of the Spheres.

On the contrary, he was quite satisfied with the scenario arranged by Jens.

Blocked by his guards, Haxor couldn't see Soyer's expression.

But in the arena, one can see the School of the Wolf witchers being chased and fleeing in a sorry state by the water ghosts.

then.

His thick lips involuntarily curled upwards higher and higher, creating deep furrows on his face.

When he saw that School of the Wolf witcher named Ailin...

The Witcher that Soyer proudly declared to be "the most outstanding Witcher of this generation from the School of the Wolf"...

In order to help his teammates escape first, he had no choice but to stand alone in front of that ferocious, large monster.

He knew...

The time has come.

really.

The moment the hideous monster lunged at Ailin, Soyer also leaned forward, seemingly unable to resist jumping off the arena.

Hidden behind the guard closest to Soyer, Tresius, the leader of the School of the Cat, made his move.

He remained completely still, except for his arm, which held the sword to guard the king, which was silently extended.

At that moment, the tip of the longsword subtly reflected an eerie green light.

In the blink of an eye, it swiftly stabbed towards a point on Soyer's back.

That was a blind spot for the Witcher's perception.

His sword was strong enough to pierce any leather armor.

Even a small puncture wound can be made, and the poison attached to the sword would be unbearable even for Dragon Slayer's body.

The longsword sliced through the air.

Despite its high speed, it made no sound of cutting through the wind.

He quietly drew closer and closer to the grandmaster of the School of the Wolf, and also closer and closer to his future and the future of the School of the Cat.

This moment.

Tresius even suddenly had the idea of erecting a monument for the School of the Cat witchers who died in this arena.

It's just a pity...

The next second.

"Bang!"

A soft rustling sound.

The longsword pierced out with a golden, magical glow.

The Cat Eyes narrowed to a slit in shock.

when?

When did he use the Quen Sign?

Tresius was incredulous.

He had been keeping an eye on Soyer ever since he left the camp in the morning.

How could the Quen Sign last for so long?

Wrong!

The more crucial issue is...

Why would he use Quen when it's so safe here?

Sudden,

A chilling and immense pressure emanated from the man in front of her, like the coldest north wind of winter howling past.

The next moment.

Tresius was startled to meet a pair of silver-gray Cat Eyes, which showed no surprise or doubt whatsoever!

The chill ran from my tailbone straight up to my scalp.

Soyer had already discovered it!