Set a Small Goal First!

After mentally using the Greater Griffin Heart Essence Fluid.

The cold liquid enters the throat and is absorbed the instant it passes through the esophagus.

A cool, refreshing sensation instantly spread from my throat throughout my entire body.

Then the next second.

Ailin took flight!

"No, it can't be considered flying..."

Ailin closed his eyes, carefully sensing the changes as the Heart Essence Fluid permeated his body.

"This... is more like floating; something is counteracting my body's gravity..."

However, before he could feel it again, he felt an increasingly heavy pressure coming from the soles of his feet.

After his body absorbed Greater Griffin Heart Essence Fluid, he landed.

"If only we could have more time..."

Ailin sighed softly, looking lost and forlorn.

He felt as if he had grasped something, but it was still a little short of taking shape.

"I should try to find out where the Greater Griffin is when I get the chance," Ailin thought to himself.

then.

He began to feel changes in his body.

The moment there was a movement.

"Crackling~ Crackling~ Crackling~"

The bones crackled and popped with the movement of the limbs, and every cell in the body felt more comfortable than ever before.

Even the pores are breathing.

Not only that.

The fatigue from a long day was gone, and my mind was clearer than ever before.

The candlelight flickered.

Dust danced in the air.

In the garden, spring insects are turning over the soil, and squirrels are fast asleep, grinding their teeth.

The main attribute boosted by the Greater Griffin Heart Essence Fluid will definitely be Perception!

Ailin understood.

The mind opens the Witcher's Handbook.

Name: Ailin

Age: 14

[Title: Child of Miracle]

[Level: 45]

[HP: 100%, Stamina: 550/550, MP: 570/570]

[Attributes: Strength 48 (+6), Agility 42 (+5), Constitution 55 (+8), Perception 47 (+12), Mysticism 57 (+4)]

[Affinity: Water 11 (Magic Source - Water 1%), Earth 5, Wind 5 (+5), Space 2]

Wow!

Really!

Perception was increased by 12 points, making it the attribute with the largest increase.

The total attribute points even increased by 35!

What surprised Ailin even more was her friendliness.

The newly added wind attribute affinity immediately surpassed space attribute affinity and was placed on par with earth attribute affinity as soon as it appeared on the list.

Now.

Of the four basic elements of Chaos Magic —earth, fire, wind, and water—he only lacked the affinity for fire.

But to be honest, fire is the most violent and difficult to control among the chaotic elements.

Therefore, fire-attribute monsters are the rarest in the world.

Raising fire affinity might be very difficult...

However, the total affinity is only twenty-three points...

Close your eyes and connect to the Wolf Emblem.

Upon closer inspection, Ailin's bones now shimmered with multicolored magical light.

Pale blue specks of light occasionally swam through the muscles, blending with the strands of red flesh.

"I'm really becoming more and more like a monster!"

Ailin opened his eyes and sighed.

early morning.

Ailin awoke from her meditation to the sound of melodious birdsong.

"Squeak~"

At the same time that Ailin opened his room door, Vesemir's room door also opened.

This was not an accident; it was the result of training.

The Witcher's meditation can be timed, and its accuracy will increase with each day of use.

Comparable to a clock.

certainly.

In this magical medieval world where there's no need to go to work, this point is generally not very useful for witchers.

Vesemir quietly closed the door, glanced at Ailin with satisfaction, and then suddenly froze.

He approached with a slight frown, and asked hesitantly:

"Ailin... you... have you changed in some way?"

"I feel like you're... you seem a little different..."

Witchers have keen senses.

Whether it's the smell, the size, or the vague, indescribable aura, everything is different from yesterday.

Ailin has become stronger.

Vesemir trusted his intuition, but reason told him that such a drastic change overnight was impossible.

Ailin smiled and said:

"After the battle with the Greater Griffin, I had some insights..."

What kind of insight could be so powerful?

Vesemir was somewhat skeptical.

However, this is a good thing. Seeing that Ailin did not want to explain, Vesemir chose to respect his privacy.

He glanced at the closed door near the window and changed the subject:

"Isn't Mary up yet?"

"No," Ailin said, picking up a change of clothes and heading towards the bathroom. "I was making potions yesterday and went to bed late..."

Vesemir nodded upon hearing this:

"Let her sleep a little longer, we'll leave once she wakes up."

"Royce and Yennefer are still sleeping..."

After a pause, Vesemir asked curiously:

"Ailin, do you really think Yennefer has the talent of a warlock?"

Ailin had just opened the bathroom door when he turned his head and said:

"There should be, and I have a feeling that her talent might not be bad."

"That's a huge profit..."

After a moment of reflection, Vesemir waved to Ailin, who was still standing at the bathroom door.

"Alright, go take a shower."

Ailin nodded slightly and was about to close the door when he suddenly remembered something.

With a thought, he gave Vesemir an assessment.

Name: Vesemir

[Attributes: Strength 53 (+7), Agility 57, Constitution 69 (+4), Perception 70, Mysticism 42 (+1)]

As expected of Vesemir.

Compared to when Ailin first traveled through time.

Besides gaining seven points of strength and four points of constitution from the Drowner Heart Essence Fluid and the Heart Essence Fluid of the Ghoul's heart, the mysterious attribute also grew by one point in less than half a year.

but.

Although, apart from his mystical attribute, he is now inferior to Vesemir in strength, agility, physique, and perception.

But the gap is not as large as it was at the beginning.

Especially in terms of strength, if it weren't for the Heart Essence Fluid of water ghosts and Ghoul, Ailin's strength attribute would surpass that of Vesemir.

"Let's set a small goal first: surpass Vesemir in terms of attributes!"

A slight smile played on Ailin's lips as he glanced at Vesemir's retreating figure before closing the bathroom door.

Three hours later.

The entrance to the hotel.

"Master Vesemir, Master Ailin, are you... leaving already?"

The innkeeper, Jakub, looked at the three men who had just led the horse off its reins with surprise and asked with some concern:

Is there anything our store could have done poorly?

"We are very satisfied with this place," Vesemir said with a smile and a shake of his head. "I haven't stayed in such a comfortable hotel in a long time, but we have important things to do and can't stay here any longer to enjoy ourselves."

Jakub's expression turned slightly sour, and he was about to speak.

At this moment.

"Da da da~"

Terrick rode up from a short distance away.

"Master Ailin, Master Vesemir, and Lady Margarita, are you getting ready to leave?"

Terrick dismounted and smiled at Ailin.

His expression was noticeably more relaxed than yesterday; it must have been the effect of Veridian Sigh.

Because Terrick was looking at Ailin, Vesemir didn't rush to reply.

Ailin nodded and said:

"Yes, we're preparing to leave Vengerberg now!"

"Then I'll see you off!" Terrick said.

Without waiting for Ailin and the others to refuse, he led the way toward the city gate.

After exchanging a glance, Vesemir and Ailin could only nod to Jakub and then follow him.

Jakub smiled gently and saw them off.

However, as the figures of the group gradually disappeared into the distance, his brows furrowed slightly, and he muttered to himself:

"Judging from their demeanor yesterday, it didn't seem like anything urgent happened..."

Why were you in such a hurry today?

I didn't pay attention when I first entered Vengerberg yesterday.

As Erin rode his horse through the streets today, Ailin could clearly feel that there were many more wary glances coming from all around.

The focus of these gazes was primarily on the two swords behind him.

in addition.

There seemed to be many more guards patrolling the streets than yesterday.

Moreover, they would occasionally seize a mercenary carrying weapons on the street, and many people would be taken away without even knowing why.

Many city guards even tried to question Ailin and Vesemir when they saw them...

But these soldiers, dressed in simple leather armor and carrying a long spear, all hurriedly saluted when they saw Terrick, who was wearing imposing gold-plated armor.

Then they were ignored.

Seeing the somber expressions on Ailin and Vesemir's faces, Terrick explained in a low voice:

"Last night, the king ordered a curfew to be imposed on the entire city."

"He also secretly instructed the city guards to find excuses to imprison all the mercenaries and warriors who were loitering in the streets with weapons..."

"Of course, those without any connections..."

"Once the war begins, they will fight on the front lines for Ard!"

"So..." Vesemir joked, "We're those mercenary warriors with connections?"

"No!" Terrick smiled, looked at Ailin gratefully, and said, "You are my friends, the most cherished friends of the Quinn family."

Terrick's tone was sincere and earnest, making Vesemir, who had just made a joke, feel somewhat embarrassed.

Has your father's health improved?

Ailin helped Vesemir change the subject.

Terrick nodded vigorously and said with a smile:

"As expected of the Bloody Red Fox, after Old Quinn drank the Veridian Sigh and coughed up a pool of blood, his originally pale face immediately turned rosy."

"This morning, she even joined me for morning exercise..."

"That's good!" Ailin nodded.

He is still very willing to do things that help others achieve their goals.

Moreover, he still had two bottles of Veridian Sigh, and Terrick not only bought them at a high price, but also owed Ailin a huge favor.

Although no questions were asked about Terrick's family background.

However, to be able to sit in the position of vice-commander of the Royal Knights, one's family must be at least an Earl, and one must have a close relationship with the king, thus knowing a lot of inside information.

See now, it's coming in handy!

certainly.

Given their status Witcher Master, Ailin and Vesemir wouldn't be forced onto the battlefield like mercenaries without any background, even if they were captured by the city guards.

Even ordinary witchers wouldn't be treated like this.

Unless the king of Ard has gone mad and doesn't care about the royal family or his own reputation.

but.

even so.

With Terrick leading the way, Ailin and his group were able to avoid a lot of trouble.

and.

Although Ard won't force you to go to the battlefield, given the current situation, it's unlikely they'll easily let them leave Vengerberg.

At this moment.

I passed by a tavern.

Another drunk mercenary was captured.

"However, are you really willing to use soldiers who have been conscripted like this?"

Mary asked curiously.

Terrick was silent for a few seconds, then sighed:

"There's nothing we can do about it."

"The current king has been on the throne for five years, and he's been fighting a five-year war with the Kedwen the Glutton Kadwin..."

"Although the intensity of the fires is not high, Ard is a small region, and its population cannot compare to that of Kedwen..."

"So..."

"Even knowing there are risks involved, we have no choice but to do it..."

"Didn't you ever think about not starting a war?" Vesemir interjected as if casually.

"Impossible!" Terrick's eyes blazed with fury.

"The late king died on the battlefield from a stray arrow."

"My father suffered many hidden injuries Kedwen. If it weren't for Master Ailin, he would be neither alive nor dead now."

"My two older brothers are not even as good as my father..."

"They all died on the battlefield."

"And it's not just the king and our family..."

"Because of Haxor, the sons of countless nobles in Ard died..."

"Such hatred can only be washed away with the blood of the enemy!"

Visemi heard the anger in Terrick's words.

It was as if the horns of the entire city of Vengerberg could be heard...

So he didn't say anything more.

He knew...

No one can stop this war.

I rode my horse to the city gate.

There was already a long queue, with merchants with a keen sense of smell, farmers traveling to and from the city to sell their crops, and even some beautifully decorated carriages adorned with family crests...

The soldiers at the city gates conducted extremely strict checks, and even nobles of lower ranks could not pass through.

but.

With Terrick's intervention, Vesemir and his group were released within minutes, amidst the envious gazes of the crowd.

Next.

Despite Ailin's refusal, Terrick escorted the group all the way to the outskirts of town, until they could only vaguely see the majestic Vengerberg before stopping.

"I'll stop here, Master Ailin!"

Terrick glanced at the sparsely populated avenue and nodded to Ailin, Vesemir, and Mary.

"Thank you so much! If it weren't for you, we probably would have been thrown into jail before we even reached the gates of Vengerberg!"

Ailin made a polite remark.

Terrick smiled, pointed to the shield-shaped coat of arms with an iris entwined with a sword on his chest, and solemnly said:

"Loyalty is the motto of the Quinn family, whether to their lord or their friends..."

"May Cliff guide your way."

That's all.

Terrick pulled on the reins, ready to ride toward Vengerberg.

"Etc!"

Terrick turned around and asked curiously:

"What's wrong, Master Ailin? Is there anything else I can help you with?"

"Ding ding ding~"

Amidst the clinking of bottles and jars, Ailin took five Drowner Heart Essence Fluid from his saddlebag and gave them to Terrick.

"This is for you. Drinking it will improve your physical condition and strength..."

"At last..."

"Live well, Terrick!"

Terrick paused for a moment, then instinctively took the blue potion.

After two seconds, he nodded vigorously:

"War cannot kill me, Master Ailin!"

"Next time we meet, I'll definitely take you to try the wine made from our family's vineyard..."

"That's just as good as Toussaint's wine!"