Master Vesemir Is Too Fast (Thanks to reader "I am Su Jinli" for the monthly ticket)

After leaving the alchemy room, Ailin didn't go directly back to the apprentice dormitories.

With the sorceress, the Witcher apprentice had only linked the蜃珠 with the magic power within his body, and hadn't had a chance to test its effects yet.

Finding a secluded corner, he took out the 蜃珠 to appraise it.

[Name: Mirage Pearl]

[Type: Magical Sprite]

[Function: Consumes a small amount of magic power to create a magic illusion.]

[Remarks: Did you think illusions couldn't kill?]

Magical Sprite?

So the bead on this pendant was actually a new form of life.

It was getting late, and there were three apprentices in the dorm waiting to be fed, so Ailin didn't dwell too much on the existence of the mirage pearl.

Using the method of casting Signs, Ailin injected the magic power from his mutated organ into the 蜃珠.

The sensation of flesh and blood connecting once again appeared in his mind. The Witcher apprentice instinctively channeled his magic power,输送到 the 蜃珠 in a special rhythmic pattern.

"Buzz"

With a barely audible hum.

Faint mist seeped out from the Mirage Pearl.

A Drowner suddenly appeared before him.

Its muscle texture and posture were clear, the only drawback being that this Drowner was stiff and unmoving.

Just as Ailin was pondering how to make the illusion move, his mutated organ on the left side of his heart suddenly ached with emptiness.

The illusion before his eyes rippled and then vanished without a trace.

In an instant, Ailin's face turned pale, his body felt weak, his knees buckled, and he slumped directly to the ground.

[Ding! Hidden attribute Mana has been unlocked.]

The familiar mechanical voice sounded in his ear, but the Witcher apprentice had no mind to check it.

His vision was dim, with countless specks of white light flickering before his eyes.

It took nearly half an hour before he slowly recovered.

After a slight gasp, Ailin staggered to his feet, but his mind was already contemplating the significance of unlocking Mana.

The casting methods of Sorcerers and Witchers were different.

Sorcerers perceived chaotic energy, allowing elemental forces to pass through themselves, and then organized and integrated them through spells, gestures, rituals, and other means, finally releasing them in a regulated form.

Simply put.

The Sorcerer's body was merely an intermediary in the process of magic release, serving to filter and integrate.

They did not possess organs that stored magic power.

Witchers, however, were different. Regardless of whether they originally had the talent to become Sorcerers, after modification, they would gain the ability to cast Signs.

The energy for casting Signs came from their own mutated organs.

A Witcher's mutated organ would spontaneously absorb the free-floating chaotic energy in the air.

Because the magic power for casting Signs was domesticated by the mutated organ, Witchers did not need complex incantations, gestures, or rituals to regulate the energy, so the casting of Signs was often fast and accurate.

However.

The amount of energy that the mutated organ could store was limited, so the damage from Signs was often inferior to Sorcerer magic, which directly drew large amounts of energy from nature.

Of course.

Compared to the consumption of casting Signs, the mutated organ's absorption of magic power was faster.

Merely casting Signs would not deplete the magic power in the mutated organ; instead, it consumed more physical stamina.

As reflected in the status panel, casting Signs consumed stamina, not the conventional mana points.

But now, not only was the magic power in his mutated organ completely drained, but the Witcher's Handbook even indicated that he had unlocked Mana.

A new attribute.

Looking at the appraisal information next to the 蜃珠 that had yet to dissipate, Ailin couldn't help but grumble, "This is called consuming a small amount of magic power? This 蜃珠 drained me so much that even my hidden attributes popped out."

It was utterly ridiculous.

However, the potential of the 蜃珠 was still quite considerable.

In a battle, life and death were often decided in an instant.

If Ailin could master the use of the 蜃珠, he could create that instant.

The recovery time had been too long, so Ailin had to quicken his pace towards the student dormitories as soon as his body had slightly recovered.

Upon reaching the dorm, the three annoying little sparrows were sitting on the bed near the door, chirping and chatting.

Seeing Ailin enter, they all scrambled over.

Ailin couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt, seeing their eager expressions made him think they were desperate to digest their dinner.

As it turned out...

"Ailin, did you see any other monsters outside today?" This was Bont.

"Ailin~ Ailin~ How did you do that today? You cast the Quen Sign so quickly." This was Fred.

"Did you go down the mountain? I heard Leto say there's delicious stew in the village below the mountain, is that true?" This was Huus.

They hadn't even touched the heart essence fluid during lunch, yet they were all so energetic?

Ailin, already drained by the pearl of illusion, had to endure the mental torment of the Witcher apprentices back in the dormitory.

Pressing his right temple, which was throbbing from the cacophony of noise, Ailin raised his water pouch and said:

"Aren't you guys going to eat dinner? You have class tomorrow morning."

Fred waved his hand dismissively and said with an air of seniority:

"Monster Economics, it's fine. It doesn't matter if we don't listen to that class, and even if we do, we can't understand it. We don't even know when we'll get to use it. It's better to learn the Quen Sign from you tonight and conserve our energy for tomorrow morning."

Huus and Bont nodded in agreement.

Vesemir's "Monster Economics" class was indeed very straightforward, only slightly better than the meetings he'd attended in his previous life.

Besides, Ailin still had the Drowner Heart Essence Fluid.

Even setting aside pity for the weaker ones, if they could learn more, the chances of them dragging him down during the Trial of the Mountains would be much smaller.

Moreover, who would be willing to stand by and watch these innocent lives perish at an age when they should be blooming, if they had the ability to save them?

Thus, Ailin omitted Leto's careless remarks and, after roughly describing the afternoon's hunt, began to instruct them on the Quen Sign.

The Level 1 Quen Sign involved comprehensive knowledge.

Ailin might not have been as proficient as Vesemir in terms of Sign intensity or mastery.

However, when it came to teaching these apprentices, Vesemir, also a genius, might not have understood their pain points.

For instance, all three apprentices had trouble with the part about mobilizing internal pheromones to command mutated organs, and none of them understood Vesemir's explanation.

This was precisely because Vesemir's physical fitness was too strong. The amount of internal pheromones he could mobilize was like a torrent compared to the apprentices, so he naturally didn't need to find the shortest path for transmission.

And this introductory material was all contained within the memory of the Level 1 Quen Sign.

So the apprentices learned quickly. After about an hour, most of them could cast the Quen Sign completely.

Even Huus only took an hour and a half to cast a slightly uneven, pale yellow shield.

"Ailin, did you see? I cast Quen!" Huus excitedly rushed towards Ailin.

His excited little face was filled with admiration.

"Ailin, why don't you just teach us the Signs from now on!"