Vesemir Couldn't Understand, but He Was Deeply Shocked

"Ailin!"

Amidst the howling wind whipped up by the Greater Griffin, Mary suddenly stood up from the grass.

She stared in horror at the young witcher, who was hanging precariously from one of the Greater Griffin's claws, seemingly about to fall at any moment.

My heart was pounding so hard it jumped into my throat.

She didn't understand what Ailin was thinking.

Given the Greater Griffin's injuries, it was far from being on the verge of death or exhausted. Even if Ailin seized the opportunity to follow it into the sky, what good would it do?

The sky is the domain of flying monsters, but he can't fly.

Could it be that his aerial combat experience surpasses that of the Greater Griffin?

and.

Arthur's Water Shield and Quen Sign do not negate fall damage...

Once... once someone is thrown from a great height, the consequences...

Thinking of this, Mary's face turned pale instantly. In her fear and worry, she disregarded her own safety and hurriedly ran towards Vesemir.

"If I had known I would encounter this, I should have spent more time practicing gliding," Mary said, blaming herself.

When Vesemir saw this, he was also terrified.

For a moment, he thought Ailin had gone mad.

Humans belong to the earth, while the Greater Griffin belongs to the sky.

On the ground, dealing with flying monsters is still much easier than following them into the sky.

However, unlike Mary, who had only heard rumors and was fighting alongside Ailin for the first time.

Vesemir has fought alongside Ailin many times.

So after a brief period of confusion and worry, I found myself inexplicably looking forward to Ailin's upcoming battle.

"Li—"

When the Greater Griffin first saw the witcher clinging to its claws, it tilted its head and widened its dark eagle eyes.

This was the first time it had encountered prey so eager to die.

But the next second, a sharp pain came from the claw.

Startled, the Greater Griffin flew into the sky while using its other talon to pounce on Ailin, who was floating beneath it.

"Call--"

The wind howled in my ears.

Everything around us was shaking violently.

Ailin hovered ten meters in the air, his left hand firmly holding the base of the outermost toe of the Greater Griffin's right claw, while his right hand tightly gripped Elsa.

Before the Greater Griffin could react, it swung its right leg, causing its body to suddenly rise into the air.

When half of the body is pulled onto the claws.

His deep blue pupils dilated instantly as he pinpointed the position between the finger bones.

Prick!

Fresh blood, like red threads, shot out from Elsa's blood groove.

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"Li—"

The piercing scream, as if shattering eardrums, came from above again.

The more violent shaking, coupled with the relentless attacks of the Greater Griffin's left claw, made Ailin feel like a small boat in a raging storm.

They could be attacked and thrown away at any moment.

but.

The young witcher relied on Elsa, which was stuck in the surface of his claws, to stand firmly on the griffin, which was less than one Greater Griffin meter in size.

I saw this scene.

Not only were Vesemir and Mary on the ground on edge, who were chasing the Greater Griffin, also on edge.

Even the not-so-intelligent Greater Griffin found it somewhat outrageous.

"Thanks Brett, for the School of the Cat Two-Handed Sword," Ailin thought to himself.

In terms of body balance, School of the Cat apprentices are trained from a young age to walk on thin ropes.

Ailin, who upgraded the School of the Cat Two-Handed Sword to LV5, remained as steady as a real wildcat even while leaping across a small, rugged terrain.

This is also the source of his confidence to catch up.

certainly.

In fact, he had no choice but to catch up.

The Demon Hunter state lasted for less than half a minute.

The progress bar was almost full after all that effort.

Once the Greater Griffin takes to the sky, it certainly won't be able to recharge before the Demon Hunter state ends.

If we just clear the progress and start all over again, all of Ailin and Vesemir's perilous efforts over such a long time will be wasted.

and.

If the Greater Griffin, like in the game, continuously swoops down, soars into the sky, and then swoops down again... that's its attack method.

Under such an attack situation, it would be impossible for the demon-hunting progress to be fully charged.

Even if you are promoted two more times, the result will be the same.

In addition, it's near a city with flat terrain, so there's nowhere to hide.

They might actually crash and burn here.

"Li—"

Ignoring the somewhat panicked cries in my ears.

By this time, Ailin had become familiar with the rhythm of the Greater Griffin's swaying.

"Pfft~"

The blade was pulled out, drawing out a large amount of blood.

Standing on the trembling, blood-red claws, Ailin didn't care about the location and casually slashed two silver beams at the Greater Griffin's muscular thighs.

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Because it was done casually, each sword strike only increased the progress by one percent.

That makes perfect sense.

But Ailin didn't care.

After deftly dodging the Greater Griffin's left claw, he continued to trim the Greater Griffin's claws using the same attack method.

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"Li—"

The Greater Griffin roared furiously.

It didn't know why the ants on its claws were so hard to catch.

I have no idea why he's so fixated on the dead skin on his claws that will soon heal.

actually.

It shouldn't have cared about these minor wounds.

Just like a lion doesn't care which hair a louse is crawling next to.

It simply ignores him and flies high into the sky.

It doesn't even need to lift a finger; the prey will freeze to death from the biting, icy wind.

For many years, it has done the same thing when faced with prey that has a hard shell or is difficult to handle.

But now...

The Greater Griffin dared not delay any longer.

An inexplicable fear, seemingly from nowhere, reached out a cold hand and gripped its heart, causing it to scream in agony.

Both its animal instincts and magical favors constantly warned it.

then.

The Greater Griffin no longer flew upwards.

It suddenly lowered its head and frantically flapped its wings toward the ground.

It hurtled toward the ground at breakneck speed.

He was going to smash that strange, terrifying monster in his claws to the ground!

They were already hundreds of meters in the air, falling at full speed and crashing to the ground.

The Greater Griffin will be slightly injured, but Ailin will definitely die.

It's just a pity...

A flash of silver light appeared in mid-air.

"Pfft~"

[Demon Hunter] Progress 100%

The howling wind stopped!

In the almost still moment, Ailin glanced calmly at the rapidly enlarging meadow before her eyes.

And Mary, who was stopped by Vesemir on the grass, was like a Little Crazy, tears of fear streaming down her face, frantically shouting "Ailin! Ailin!..."

My mind suddenly shifted, and I don't know what I was thinking.

Ailin looked away.

Blood-red footprints and sword marks floated in the sky.

He gently stepped on the Greater Griffin's claw and flew into the air.

Spin around once without any thought or intention, following your body's instincts.

The silver blade struck the Greater Griffin's right leg with tremendous force.

"This is a huge wound that can increase the progress of demon hunting by twenty percent..."

A pointless thought flashed through Ailin's mind.

The force of the chopping motion shoved him away from the Greater Griffin, sending him plummeting to the ground.

The two are growing further and further apart, seemingly unable to intersect again.

But the next moment.

A sudden pain shot through the Greater Griffin's brain, causing its body to twitch instinctively.

With a flap of its wings.

As the wind shifted, the broad back of the Greater Griffin suddenly appeared before Ailin's eyes.

He stepped down gently.

It stepped right onto the blood-red footprint in the middle of the wing.

Then.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Following the blood-red footprints, after a dozen or so steps, the head of the Greater Griffin appeared.

Ailin took a deep breath.

With a stomp of his right foot, he spun twice and chopped down!

Spinning Slash!

The sword had not yet fallen.

"Li—"

The Greater Griffin seemed to suddenly sense something, and raised its head to let out a mournful cry.

Immediately following.

"Pfft~"

A flash of silver light.

The heads were separated in an instant.

Crimson blood splattered in the air, as if it were raining blood.

"Bite."

[Slay the monster "Greater Griffin"!]

[Reward Settlement:...]

Having exited Demon Hunter mode, Ailin ignored the System Notification in his mind, grabbed the bloodied Greater Griffin head with one hand, and glanced at the ground beneath him.

The ground rapidly magnified before my eyes.

At that speed, even with a Greater Griffin underneath him, he would surely die.

However, Ailin was not afraid at all and activated [Demon Hunt] again.

Then, looking at Vesemir, who was still chasing the Greater Griffin on the ground, he shouted:

"Alde Sign!"

"Alde Sign!"

Immediately afterwards, Divine Power rapidly influenced the Witcher Master to operate all the magic within his Mutated Organ.

Then, he sharply pointed his right middle finger toward the Greater Griffin.

"Bang!"

The air between the two of them distorted rapidly.

The next second.

The Greater Griffin's descent suddenly slowed.

but.

Before it could even tumble due to the uneven force, it crashed violently into the ground.

"Bang!"

The enormous sound was deafening.

Large clumps of yellowish-brown dust were thrown off the ground and blown away in all directions.

Outsiders cannot see what's inside at all.

"Ailin!"

"Ailin!"

Before the smoke cleared, anxious shouts quickly approached the crash site.

Vesemir watched Mary run wildly into the smoke without stopping her.

He saw it clearly: while the Greater Griffin was flying in the air, it was beheaded by Ailin as if by magic.

So Mary wouldn't be in any danger if she rushed in at this point.

As for whether Ailin himself was injured...

Vesemir shook his head in astonishment:

"Ald... I really don't know how he came up with this idea."

His all-out Ald telekinetic wave slowed down the Greater Griffin, and then there was Asery's water shield and Quen.

As long as Ailin isn't pinned down, he won't suffer serious injuries.

certainly.

He was also a little worried.

but...

Sometimes, in some places.

What a boy needs is the embrace of a fragrant girl, not the care of an equally dirty old man.

Vesemir curled the corners of his lips and watched the smoke gradually dissipate before him. Suddenly, an image appeared in his mind.

"How did he determine the Greater Griffin's reaction?"

Vesemir frowned in thought.

He could see it very clearly from below.

When Ailin slashed at the Greater Griffin's right leg, he was clearly pushed away by the recoil.

Next, both of them will fall to the ground.

He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat instantly, and Mary almost fainted from fright.

But the Greater Griffin flapped its wings and forced its neck close to Ailin's sword.

This is...

Vesemir couldn't understand it, but he was deeply shocked.

Moreover, the more I pondered it, the more I found it endlessly fascinating and I benefited greatly from it.

"How did you do that?"

He murmured to himself and asked himself another question.

The reason why defenses are ignored is because the Witcher's Eye can see the flow of magic.

But before even making a single strike, one can predict the monster's movement trajectory after taking damage...

Is this swordsmanship? Magic? Prophecy? Or is it just another use of the Witcher's Eye?

At this moment.

The dim yellow smoke gradually dissipated.

Beside the headless, massive body of the Greater Griffin.

A young demon hunter carrying two swords grabbed a head half his height, his face filled with astonishment, and was tightly embraced by a girl with long, flowing hair, completely at a loss.

"Tsk tsk~"

Watching this scene with his arms crossed, Vesemir clicked his tongue and chuckled, remarking:

"It's so good to be young!"

[Slay the Lv84 monster "Greater Griffin"!]

[Rewards Settlement: Victory over the Enemy, Base Rating D, Killing a Level Above the Enemy +3 - C, Decapitation Intimidation +3 - B]

Final rating: B

[Loot obtained: Greater Griffin Heart Essence Fluid *1, Experience Orbs *9, Greater Griffin's Chest *4]

[Ding! Hunting Quest: Greater Griffin I (Slay 0/5 Greater Griffin) has been activated. Accept?]

The familiar school bell rang in my mind, and I held my wet head in my right hand.

The tip of my nose was filled with the refreshing scent of oranges, and the warmth emanating from the leather armor.

The heart, which had been pounding wildly due to the thrill of dancing on the edge of a knife and the joy of successfully hunting a monster, suddenly calmed down in the aroma and warmth.

"Could we offer this kind of treatment every time rewards are distributed in the future?"

A strange idea suddenly popped into Ailin's mind, and he casually accepted the task.

Mary took a step back.

Those big, watery eyes were truly watery this time.

Two slightly dirty tear tracks streamed down her fair face.

It's a little funny, and a little cute.

"How... how... how could you do this?" Mary cried, her cheeks puffed out, as she shouted fiercely, "You almost died, you know that?"

"I... I'm not dead, am I?"

Ailin turned her head away, feeling inexplicably guilty.

but.

Although this was indeed a bit risky, the danger was still under his control.

"You still dare to talk back?!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore!"

Sensing that Mary was about to bite him in anger, Ailin immediately surrendered.

"Next time... don't take such risks. If something happens, I..." Mary realized her mistake, paused, and changed her words, "How heartbroken Lady Vesemir would be!"

Ailin also has emotional intelligence.

At this point, of course, I wouldn't force myself to explain.

"I understand," he smiled and nodded. "Thank you for your concern."

"Who cares about you!" Mary froze, her face flushed as she hurriedly withdrew her hands from the Witcher. "I'm teaching you a lesson on behalf of Lady Vesemir!"

"Okay, okay~"

Ailin smiled and nodded repeatedly.

"You're lecturing me because of Lady Vesemir. Don't worry, I'll be more careful in the future!"

I don't know why.

Mary felt a little awkward when she heard Ailin admit to what she said.

but.

Just as she was about to say a few more words, a middle-aged man walking along the road not far away caught their attention.

After approaching, the man hesitated for a moment, glancing in the direction of Ailin, before finally walking toward Vesemir.

"Did you kill this monster?"

After sizing up the middle-aged man, Vesemir didn't answer directly, but instead asked in return:

Who are you?

The middle-aged man realized he hadn't yet given his name.

"I'm sorry," he said with an apologetic smile.

"My name is Dite, Dite from Toussaint ..."