Macaque's Bad Luck

Macaque felt like he had really had a run of bad luck lately.

The experiment was going well and we were almost ready to see results.

A rare "Conjunction of the Spheres" that occurs only once every century suddenly happened.

The intense shock caused by the Conjunction of the Spheres caused him to accidentally break an important intermediate compound.

All the previous efforts in the experiment were in vain, and decades of hard work went down the drain.

After years of careful training, the highly talented apprentice died in the mouth of a water ghost because of his curiosity about the witcher's duel.

then.

There wasn't even time to grieve for the experiments that had to be started all over again and for the apprentices who had died.

Because of the king's recent death, the academy assigned tasks to all the wizards.

However, the task assigned to him was not bad; he just had to train a few apprentices.

Moreover, there was Professor Thomas Molu, a knowledgeable scholar with outstanding achievements in Genetic Mutation, to consult, which was also a rewarding experience.

But who would have thought that those two apprentices would be so troublesome?

Who could have imagined...

The task assigned to them, which had almost nothing to do with witchers, was somehow somehow connected to two witchers.

Oh my god!

When Thomas Morlu heard that his apprentice had run off with the two witchers, he went berserk and wouldn't let them stop to rest!

For the sake of experiments, Ade hadn't left his classroom for over a decade, and Macaque had almost forgotten how to ride a horse.

They traveled day and night, spending more than ten days on horseback.

My back was almost broken from riding, and both sides of my hips were blistered and bruised from the saddle, before I finally caught up by taking a shortcut.

That's fine, it's just a little tiring.

Who the hell would have thought that Thomas Morlu, that madman, would target those two witchers instead of the apprentices?

Damn it!

I'm an academy wizard, not a battle wizard!

I never imagined I'd risk my life for the school's mission!

What were you thinking?

Those Witcher freaks are all professional warriors, monsters created by Alzure specifically for slaughter!

Do you think we, two old folks, can win?

Macaque hid behind a tree and watched as Tomas Morra summoned four giant centipedes, which charged towards the Witcher from underground.

Psychological activity is very complex.

Hesitated for a moment.

He looked at Thomas Maul's sickly flushed face and softly advised:

"Professor Thomas Morlu, the dean only asked us to take these two apprentices back with us."

"I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to provoke a conflict with the School of the Wolf on your own."

Thomas Morlu turned his head sharply and glared at Macaque.

The bloodshot eyes, framed by lenses embedded in their sockets, resembled those of a terrifying, hungry wolf.

They choose who to devour.

Startled, Macaque took two steps back and almost fell.

"This is my private matter and has nothing to do with Ban Ade Academy. I will spare the lives of those two apprentices..."

Do you have any other opinions?

What could Macaque say when Thomas Maurice stared intently at him?

Given this madman's current mental state, if he goes against Thomas Maul's wishes, he might even dare to kill Dean Henry Gedimidis!

"What a madman!" Macaque cursed inwardly, knowing the truth. "You're the one who lost your son, not me..."

"Besides, those School of the Griffin witchers kidnapped your son, so why are you going after the School of the Wolf?"

Yes.

He knew a little about Thomas Morru's story, but he never expected that the sorcerer, known for his rationality, would be so insane.

certainly.

He only dared to curse these words in his heart.

To save his own life, he could only stare at the battlefield and pray that the four giant centipedes would be strong enough not to give the Witcher a chance to turn the tide.

"Don't worry, he's just a Witcher Master and an apprentice. There won't be any problems."

"These White Widow have all undergone my special training, and their shells are incredibly hard. They can't be harmed by a witcher's silver sword."

Thomas Maurice noticed the unease of his companion beside him.

Considering that eliminating the Witcher would require the support of other male wizards, his expression softened, and he offered a word of comfort.

"That's no ordinary apprentice. I heard that in the arena, he personally killed two large monsters known as the Drowners King..."

"The apprentices watching the match even gave him the nickname ' Blue Death '..."

Fearing that Thomas Morui might be careless, Macaque quickly reminded him.

"Hahaha~" Thomas Morlu laughed contemptuously, "Blue Death? That's just a nickname for kids."

"And that Drowners King can't compare to my masterpiece, the White Widow."

"I hope so," Macaque chuckled dryly and sighed.

Although the School of the Wolf has a good reputation, it's impossible for them to remain silent when attacked.

For the sake of his own life, he could only believe that Thomas Maurice would win.

It's just a pity...

Things don't always go as planned.

Macaque had barely solidified his confidence in Thomas Maul when, in a moment of shock, his eyes widened and he exclaimed:

"How is this possible!"

Let's rewind a few minutes.

Its hard, black outer shell is shiny and difficult to penetrate.

Moreover, among the identified attributes, except for Agility and Mysticism which were slightly lower, the White Widow's other attributes far surpassed those of Ailin.

His physique was even nearly three times stronger than his.

but...

Seeing that the monster's name matched the one in her mind, Ailin calmed down.

"Rumble~"

After missing her attack, the White Widow swiftly retreated underground.

"Black shell and white belly, has this kind of monster been seen around here?"

Vesemir frowned in confusion.

He gripped the longsword tightly with one hand, while maintaining the Quen Sign —an active shield—with the other.

They carefully scanned the ground, not missing a single slight movement.

"Be careful Ailin... This monster looks a bit like Giant Centipede, but I've never seen Giant Centipede like this before."

Ailin's mind remained connected to the Wolf Emblem, his eyes fixed on the four yellowish-brown orbs of light darting about on the ground:

"Master Vesemir, this might be a man-made monster..."

"What?" Vesemir was taken aback.

A monster he had never seen before.

How did Ailin figure that out?

He wanted to ask.

However, we are currently in a critical moment of battle, so this is clearly not the time to ask about the reasons.

Trusting Ailin, Vesemir tilted his head:

What are you planning to do?

Ailin didn't reply immediately. Instead, he protected Bogdan, keeping an eye on the ball of light on the ground while scanning the surroundings.

In the game.

When the White Widow emerges from underground, she will become stunned if she encounters the Yrden Magic Trap Sign.

Therefore, using the Yrden Sign to deal with the White Widow is a good method.

However, there are still significant risks.

Reality is not a game.

In the game, once you use Yrden to stun the White Widow, you can attack her however you want.

But in reality, since monsters have such hard shells, you should definitely aim for the white area on their abdomen when attacking.

With half the attackable positions gone, it's already very difficult.

The White Widow's sharp forelegs were all located around her abdomen...

It's even more difficult than before.

However, these difficulties were not too difficult for Ailin and Vesemir.

With a little practice, once you get the hang of the White Widow's attack rhythm and movements, there shouldn't be any problems.

The key point is...

These large centipedes are very likely being manipulated by someone.

Even Vesemir, who frequently travels this route, says he has never seen the White Widow, so she must have been summoned by someone else.

This also makes it almost impossible to exploit the White Widow's weakness of being stunned by the Yrden Sign in the game.

Is there any way to break the paralysis if the controlled wizard is in control?

In a critical moment, a single slash from its sharp forelegs can sever either a hand or a foot.

He's still young and doesn't want to become disabled so soon.

"Found it!"

Ailin's eyes suddenly lit up.

About fifty meters away.

Behind several lush oak trees, a large and abnormally large number of colorful elements gathered there.

The real enemy controlling the White Widow must be somewhere!

then.

Ailin quickly turned his head and instructed:

"Master Vesemir, protect Bogdan for me."

The next second, the active shield disappeared.

Vesemir didn't ask any further questions.

They have been through a lot.

In crucial moments, Ailin never let him down.

He pulled the still bewildered Bogdan, who didn't know what was happening, into the protection of the Quen Shield.

"Be safe!"

"Hmm!" Ailin nodded slightly, then stomped his feet hard on the ground.

Like a tiger or leopard spotting its prey, it drew its sword and charged swiftly towards the oak grove.

Thomas Morru was shocked to see the young witcher charging towards him, his mouth agape in disbelief.

"How is this possible!"

"We've been discovered?"

Macaque also turned his head to look at Thomas Maurice with a surprised expression.

Thomas Maurice's wilderness concealment techniques.

This is an essential spell for male wizards when they travel.

It can use magic to change the direction of light in almost any terrain, achieving invisibility while creating an invisible space that prevents the smell from escaping.

Moreover, you can tell who invented this spell just by its name.

With Thomas Morlu's strength, even if agile tigers, leopards, jackals, and wolves passed by them, they wouldn't notice them.

How did this young witcher find out?

"Tap tap tap~"

The sound of rapid footsteps approached.

At Ailin's speed, fifty meters would pass in the blink of an eye.

Thomas Maurice had no time to think about how they had revealed their location.

In a flurry of activity, he quickly maneuvered the four White Widow to charge towards Ailin.

"Rumble~"

The vibrations coming from underground suddenly intensified.

Ailin, however, seemed oblivious and continued rushing towards the oak forest.

Only when the brownish-yellow ball of light suddenly rushed to his feet from Wolf Emblem's perspective did he abruptly duck and roll.

"Bang!"

A tremendous sound erupted from behind, as if the dwarves' black powder had suddenly exploded.

Gravel and sand kept hitting him, causing the Quen Shield on his leather armor to break through.

The pale golden light alternated between light and dark.

"Chirp—chirp—"

The sharp, peculiar roar was filled with panic and anger.

"How is that possible!"

Upon seeing this scene, Thomas Maurice disregarded his exposed disguise and suddenly stood up, exclaiming in surprise.

His proudest work, the four White Widow.

One by one they emerged from the ground and suddenly froze.

They turned into stone pillars that could not move.

It could only frantically wave its countless legs, unable to retreat back underground.

Beneath them, two circular magic circles shimmered with a mysterious purple magical glow.

Yrden Magic Trap!

He rolled on the ground and released two magic signs in succession, freezing the four monsters in place.

Ailin glanced back to make sure the sign was working, then stomped his right foot on the ground and continued charging toward the oak forest.

at this time.

The male sorcerer who was secretly controlling the White Widow has been exposed.

They were all wearing black robes.

The male wizard had a mature-looking face and wore silver glasses set in his eye sockets; his appearance had a strange sense of familiarity.

The other one looked to be only middle-aged, but his head was already completely white.

"It's Ban Ade the wizard again!"

"Did they discover that I was behind the Conjunction of the Spheres?"

Ailin stared coldly at the two male wizards with his blue Cat Eyes, which were as straight as needles. He felt a little suspicious.

but.

As the distance closed, the young witcher's eyes grew increasingly resolute.

Whatever!

Once we capture them, we'll naturally find out the purpose of these two male witches.

The blade was sharp, its cold light gleaming.

They quickly approached the oak forest.

The young witcher and the sorcerer were now only about ten meters apart.

At this moment.

The two male wizards seemed to suddenly realize what was happening, their mouths trembling as they chanted incantations, their hands frantically waving, leaving afterimages.

pity.

It's too late!

The magic in the air had barely begun to surge when the young witcher had already rushed in front of the two men.

This moment.

He was surprised to find that the two wizards reacted very differently.

The one wearing glasses clenched his claws and lunged at Ailin with his mouth wide open.

His entire face was contorted with rage and hatred, as if his flesh was about to be torn off piece by piece.

The other wizard also gave up casting spells.

But he kept backing away, his wide eyes filled with terror and pleading.

strangeness...

Why are the two male wizards so different?

Ailin was somewhat confused.

But at the same time, his hands didn't stop moving.

With a flick of her wrist, she sidestepped the bespectacled sorcerer's attack and then lightly tapped him on the back of the head with the hilt of her sword.

Then, with his free left hand, he made a knife and slashed the artery in the neck of another wizard.

"Pfft~"

"Pfft~"

Both male wizards collapsed unconscious.

"A bit weak..."

Ailin thought to himself.

"Chirp—"

"Chirp—"

A piercing cry came from behind.

Ailin looked in the direction of the sound.

After the two male wizards passed out, the four White Widow broke free from the control of the Yrden Sign and burrowed underground.

However, unlike before when they all attacked Ailin together.

Two of the four White Widow darted toward Vesemir and the two Sorcerer Apprentice.

The remaining two.

One of them was targeting Ailin.

The other one is Radek's horse.

"Master Vesemir, use the Yrden Sign!"

Ailin shouted a reminder, then ignored it.

Vesemir is Witcher Master, and even if he has to protect two Sorcerer Apprentice, he won't be in any danger for the time being.

"Click~"

"Click~"

To prevent the two wizards from waking up and causing trouble, Ailin dislocated their arms.

certainly.

Given how Ailin knocked them out, they should have been unconscious for at least half an hour.

After all, this is a professional technique from the "School of the Cat Two-Handed Sword LV5".

However, playing it safe is never a bad thing.

They lost the wizard's control.

The White Widow, with her hard shell and sharp claws, is certainly not easy to deal with.

However, under the Demon Hunter skill, all types of defense are equal for Ailin.

therefore.

It only took about ten minutes for Ailin to clear out all four White Widow.

The only loss was Radek's horse.

"Clang!"

Sheath the sword.

A satisfying, familiar mechanical voice reached Ailin's ears.

"Bite!"

[Slay the monster "White Widow"!]

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