Drowner Heart Essence Fluid

After picking up dinner from the alchemy room, Ailin returned to the apprentice dormitory, reeking of alcohol.

The corpse of the Drowners King had been handed over to Vesemir for disposal.

The Witcher Master had promised to find the Chieftain to help him with the material processing issue.

"Don't worry, 'Material Processing for Large Monsters' was compiled by the Chieftain and Lady Vesemir. Even the advanced sorcerer apprentices from the Ben Adeth Sorcerer Academy and the Aretuza Sorceress Academy use this textbook."

These were Vesemir's exact words.

In the apprentice dormitory, Huus, upon receiving "dinner," smelled the alcohol on Ailin and asked curiously, "Ailin, where did you go?"

Ailin hesitated for a moment and said, "I just went to the castle hall to attend the bonfire banquet this afternoon."

"Wow!"

Huus exclaimed, put down his cup, rubbed his little hands excitedly, and pressed further:

"How did you get in? What was the castle hall like?..."

The barrage of questions overwhelmed Ailin. Fred and Bont next to him also held up their cups with expectant looks.

Ailin sighed and had no choice but to roughly recount how he hunted the Drowners King in the afternoon and was then brought into the castle hall by Vesemir.

Ailin wasn't a natural storyteller.

Yet, the apprentices still nodded along, their shining eyes practically overflowing with anticipation and envy.

The castle hall didn't actually prohibit apprentices from entering, nor did the Witcher's bonfire banquet in winter prevent apprentices from joining.

But it was rare...

Or rather, apart from Ailin, no Witcher apprentice who hadn't passed the trials had ever attended such a banquet.

The reason was simple: no formal Witcher would invite them.

"Don't remember the names of apprentices."

This was an unwritten rule among the Witchers of the School of the Wolf.

It was also a lesson passed down through the years.

In fact, even if Ailin was, as Vesemir said, the only Witcher apprentice to have hunted a large monster before the Trial of the Mountains.

At the banquet in the castle hall, several Witchers had still intentionally or unintentionally conveyed this message to Vesemir.

They thought Ailin's senses couldn't pick it up.

In reality, he heard everything clearly.

After finishing his story, Ailin patiently answered the apprentices' questions about Signs under their admiring gazes.

He then urged them to eat and sleep.

Lying on his bed, Ailin mentally opened his character interface, intending to sort out his gains from the day.

[Name: Ailin] [Age: 13] [Title: Child of Miracle] [Level: 10] [HP: 100%, Stamina: 150/150, Mana: 87/87] [Attributes: Strength 9.6, Agility 9.6, Constitution 15, Perception 14.9, Mysticism 8.7] [Special Skills: Monster Hunting LV3, Appraisal LV1, Tracking LV1] [Special Skill Points: 0] [Skills: School of the Wolf Two-Handed Sword LV2, Tracking LV1, Quen LV3, Ald LV1, Yrden LV1, Igni LV2] [Recipe: Killer Whale (Unavailable)] [Items: Lesser Experience Orbs * 5763, Experience Orbs * 45, Drowner Heart Essence Fluid * 3, Drowner's Chest * 18, Drowner's Chest * 23, Drowner Heart Essence Fluid * 186...] [Evaluation: Noob!]

Looking at the vast wealth he possessed, his recent melancholy vanished instantly.

Money makes a man brave.

The ancients truly did not deceive me.

Ailin marveled happily in his heart.

One Experience Orb was 100 experience points, so forty-five of them were equivalent to four thousand five hundred Lesser Experience Orbs.

Ailin's total savings now exceeded ten thousand Lesser Experience Orbs.

He opened the system prompt from the morning.

[Do you wish to spend 7101 Lesser Experience Orbs to unlock the Alchemy skill?]

The breath he had been holding in his heart was instantly released.

"More than enough," Ailin thought.

The twists and turns of fate are truly unpredictable.

After Mary's alchemy class that morning, he thought he'd have to go through the Trial of the Mountains with nothing.

Who would have thought that by evening, not only would he have gathered enough, but he'd have a significant surplus.

Should he unlock Alchemy tomorrow and start preparing Potions?

Or should he wait a bit longer and take a few more classes to save some Lesser Experience Orbs?

Ailin pondered for a moment, recalling that it took Lady Mary three to four hours to reduce the Lesser Experience Orbs by 19. He sighed and shook his head.

"I'll upgrade after the last class tomorrow!" Ailin thought.

The Witcher's Handbook was rigid; it could display system prompts for unlocked skills, but that was just historical information.

So, unlocking skills would have to wait until tomorrow.

It had been a while since Ailin finished his "dinner."

Only now did his body begin to feel the pain.

However, the pain from the main course was now very weak.

Conversely, Ailin's physical attributes were no longer increasing.

This indicated that the Witcher apprentice's body had almost completely adapted to the mutated organs created by the Trial of Grasses.

Although it was no longer necessary, Ailin still used a Drowner Heart Essence Fluid.

As the cold liquid went down his throat, the faint itching pain instantly disappeared.

Ailin waited for a moment longer, then, filled with anticipation, he focused his gaze on the Drowner King's Heart Essence Fluid.

"The Drowner King is so strong; its heart essence fluid should enhance all five attributes, right?"

The other four attributes were fine, but Ailin was truly weak in the Mystery attribute.

Moreover, it seemed unlikely that common monsters would drop essence fluids that could improve the Mystery attribute.

Ailin could currently only rely on the natural growth of a Witcher's physique.

But the most crucial thing was that this attribute was extremely important to him.

The Mystery attribute determined the amount of magic and the strength of Signs.

The latter was self-explanatory, but the former directly determined the effectiveness of Ailin's use of蜃珠.

The Drowner King had shown him that whether he used the Mirage Pearl effectively or not directly determined his life or death in combat.

Thinking of the arm-sized Ice Spike that had pierced his illusion earlier that day, Ailin could still feel phantom pain in his chest and involuntarily shivered.

Taking a deep breath, he mentally clicked on the Drowner King's Heart Essence Fluid.

In an instant, an avalanche occurred in his throat, immediately reaching his stomach.

Following that, Ailin felt as if his internal organs had frozen into ice, and his blood seemed to be solidifying.

He had been careless!

Ailin hadn't expected the Drowner King's Heart Essence Fluid to be so potent.

The Ice Spike from earlier seemed to have exploded directly inside his body.

The Witcher apprentice's eyes widened, his teeth clamped down tightly on the thin linen blanket, and the moment saliva dripped into his mouth, it instantly froze.

If Ailin weren't also a seasoned Witcher apprentice who had endured part of the Trial of Grasses, he would have cried out in agony by now.

About an hour later, the blizzard within his body finally began to subside.

"Hoo—"

Ailin let out a long breath.

A stream of cold mist blew directly from his mouth towards Huus, who lay on the next bed.

Huus was still digesting his dinner and hadn't noticed anything unusual.

He shivered, mumbled something, then reached out a small hand to tuck in the edge of the blanket by his neck, wrapping himself into a ball.

Seeing this, Ailin breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced at Fred and Bont before fully relaxing.

Looking at the frost flowers that had formed on half of his blanket, Ailin sighed inwardly and then eagerly opened his character panel.

Ailin was very curious.

How much of an improvement would such a significant phenomenon bring him?

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