Alchemy class is gone?

Ailin felt a secret surge of satisfaction watching the adoring expressions on the three young sparrows' faces.

It was a shame he couldn't take Vesemir's place in teaching them.

For one thing, he had his own matters to attend to; after learning Signs in the morning, he had to go to the alchemy lab to study Alchemy.

For another, despite his unpretentious teaching style, Vesemir was truly a diligent and responsible mentor.

Perhaps due to the disparity in his own strength and that of his apprentices, Vesemir might find it difficult to correct the apprentices' minor issues.

But at the very least, when explaining Signs, Vesemir did his utmost to impart his knowledge to the apprentices as much as possible.

That was enough.

Ailin could always correct their mistakes when he returned in the evening.

This way, it would be more efficient.

After finally managing to get the apprentices settled into bed and having eaten the enhanced dinner, Ailin lay on his bed, contemplating everything that had happened that night.

The Sorceress's selfless motives had been revealed, and Ailin felt a great weight lifted from his heart.

At least from the current situation, neither the Chieftain nor Vesemir seemed to harbor any ill intentions toward him.

As for the prophecy?

Could the future truly be predicted?

In a daze, Ailin once again heard the Sorceress's clear, distant voice.

"To know the signs..."

"First... Filius Miraculi—Child of Miracle—is born in a land of bitter cold..."

"Death and rebirth, the non-human brings blood and fire..."

After Ailin lay back down on his bed, these lines of dialogue continued to echo in his ears, like a curse.

"Born in a land of bitter cold... death and rebirth..." Ailin mused, "These are things that have already happened, not important for now."

The key was "the non-human brings blood and fire..."

Did the non-human refer to him?

And what did blood and fire refer to?

War?

"I won't think about it!"

Ailin sighed heavily, "How can anyone see the future's direction from such vague statements?"

The most crucial thing now was to pass the Trial of the Mountains. As for this inexplicable prophecy, He would think about it after passing the trial...

After learning of the prophecy, Ailin's life did not change.

The next day, Ailin, as usual, went to the training grounds with the apprentices, and before the practical combat class began, he went to Vesemir's for his lesson.

Yes, Vesemir had excused Ailin from "practical combat class."

"You no longer need this kind of practical combat. Don't waste the Drowners you worked so hard to catch,"

These were the Witcher Master's exact words.

After finishing his Alchemy class at noon, Vesemir would proactively seek out Ailin in the alchemy lab and take him out of Kaer Morhen to hunt Drowners.

The Witcher Master seemed to have forgotten that taking Ailin out of Kaer Morhen yesterday was just incidental; the main purpose was to capture Drowners as material for the practical combat class.

Ailin did not remind him, merely keeping this kindness in his heart.

After returning from the hunt, it was: picking up food, administering potions, practicing蜃珠, teaching Signs, inventorying gains, sleeping...

The daily life of a Witcher apprentice became increasingly regular.

Except for the second day, when his character level increased to 5, triggering a Hunting Mission to kill 200 Drowners.

For a continuous week, Ailin lived at this pace.

He had also assumed that such days would continue until the Trial of the Mountains.

Unfortunately, On the seventh day, the unexpected happened.

"Snap"

A snap of the fingers.

The books on the alchemy table slowly returned to their places.

This scene had already occurred before Ailin's eyes 9 times.

He got up as usual and was about to bid farewell to Vesemir and Mary when the Sorceress suddenly called out to him:

"Ailin, starting tomorrow, I will be leaving Kaer Morhen for a while."

Ailin, who was about to reach the door, immediately turned around and looked at Vesemir in surprise.

The sorceress was leaving?

What about his Alchemy?

The prompt to unlock Alchemy was still in the corner of his vision.

[Do you wish to spend 7120 Lesser Experience Orbs to unlock the skill?]

It was different from his initial assumption.

Ailin had originally thought that unlocking skills would rely on hunting drowners, and the reduced requirement in Alchemy class was just a bonus.

He hadn't expected that since the fourth Alchemy class, after Vesemir had him practice configuring the simplest Hemostatic Potion, the reduction in requirements would skyrocket.

Conversely, his hunting progress had stalled due to the hunting mission to kill two hundred drowners.

The hunting mission wouldn't increase his bounty rating, and Ailin's level had already gone up due to the advancements in a few Signs skills.

This resulted in very little experience orbs being rewarded for each hunt.

Therefore, this reduction in requirement by nearly three thousand lesser experience orbs had made Ailin feel much better about hunting drowners every day.

If he continued at this pace, even without hunting drowners, he would steadily unlock Alchemy before the Trial of the Mountains.

After a brief pause, Vesemir explained further:

"I'm not too sure how long I'll be gone... This is related to the investigation your Chieftain commissioned..."

What could a Witcher apprentice say?

Sorceresses were free, and she was an important figure; she surely had her own work and social life.

He had known this from the very beginning, only to have taken it for granted due to the sorceress's kindness.

Moreover, even as an investment in his future, Lady Vesemir had already done more than enough.

After a moment of silence, Ailin offered his most sincere smile and said, "It's alright, Lady Vesemir."

"I am already very grateful that you are willing to teach me Alchemy."

Upon hearing this, Vesemir silently got up and walked in front of Ailin.

The scent of oranges mixed with nutmeg gradually grew stronger.

The sorceress extended her right hand, gently raising it as if to caress Ailin's hair.

Ailin froze for a moment, then didn't dodge.

During the lessons over the past few days, even the suspicious Ailin could feel Vesemir's goodwill.

The sorceress had taught him so much knowledge so earnestly; what was wrong with her patting his head a couple of times?

However, to Ailin's surprise, the sorceress's hand did not come down.

Instead, seeing him obediently lower his head, she trembled slightly and slowly withdrew her hand.

Then.

The sorceress just stood there, quietly and seriously looking at his face as a Witcher apprentice, for a long time.

Although her expression was blank, the complexity in her eyes, even to Ailin with his two lifetimes of experience, was difficult to comprehend.

He could only stand there feeling uncomfortable, not daring to think anything in his mind.

With a sigh, Vesemir turned her head and called out, "Mary!"

"Lady Vesemir, I'm here," Mary responded instantly.

"For the next few days, you will teach Ailin Alchemy."

"Huh?"

"What? You're unwilling?" Vesemir turned and glanced at Mary.

Her gaze, devoid of any emotion, caused the "genuine" sorceress's hair to stand on end instantly, and she quickly replied, "I am willing... I am willing..."

Retracting her gaze, Vesemir hesitated for a moment, then turned to ask, "Ailin... do you still insist on brewing potions yourself?"

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