Affinity

[Name: Ailin]

[Level: 10]

[HP: 73%, Stamina: 190/190, Mana: 137/137]

[Attributes: Strength 12 (+2), Agility 11 (+2), Constitution 18 (+3), Perception 15 (+1), Mysticism 13 (+5)]

[Affinity: Water 1]

A 13-point attribute increase, truly worthy of the Drowners King!

After all attributes surpassed ten points, the decimal values disappeared.

However, when focusing on a specific attribute, more precise numbers could still be seen.

Ailin licked his lips, gazing at the increase with satisfaction, his Mysticism had improved by nearly a third.

"Now the development of the 蜃珠 can proceed to the next stage, and the level of the Signs can also be further increased."

The attribute increase alone proved that his decision to go all-in on [Monster Hunting] with his special skill points in the afternoon was not in vain.

However, what concerned Ailin even more was the newly appeared "Affinity."

"Does Affinity refer to elemental affinity?" Ailin wondered.

But he wasn't a Sorcerer, and he only knew a few Signs. What use would water elemental affinity be to him?

With his doubts, Ailin slowly felt the power surging within him as the freezing numbness subsided.

His muscles expanded, his blood surged...

Besides his Strength and Mana being much stronger than before, there seemed to be no other changes...

No!

There was a difference.

The Witcher apprentice suddenly realized that from his muscle fibers, he could faintly sense a cool sensation.

After feeling it carefully a few more times, he confirmed it wasn't his imagination.

"It seems... it seems a bit like the aura around the Drowners King's body..."

Ailin was unsure, and after a moment of hesitation, he activated his skill.

[Monster Hunting]

Upon entering the Monster Hunting state, Ailin's mental power completely permeated his muscles.

"That's right!"

"This is truly the blessing of Chaos Magic!"

But wasn't this kind of biological field something only monsters naturally possessed?

He felt the wandering water elements spread across every muscle in his body.

A strange thought suddenly popped into Ailin's mind:

Could it be that if someone wants to kill me in the future, they'll need a silver sword?

The top floor of the main keep.

This was the reception hall of the School of the Wolf Chieftain's residence.

The Chieftain rubbed his chin, circled the small mound of flesh in the center twice, and asked, looking up:

"Vesemir, you mean this large monster appeared suddenly?"

Vesemir nodded, "It was a dead end, with only one exit."

"And at the time, I was blocking the entrance, fending off a tide of Drowners. It's absolutely impossible for any creature to pass by me without me noticing, especially one of this size."

"Hmm?"

"What about the tide of Drowners?"

Soyer stopped in confusion. Vesemir had just arrived and only told him about this strange monster.

A tide of Drowners?

The last time Drowners formed a beast tide to attack a village was hundreds of years ago.

Although Drowners were rampant now, their numbers shouldn't be enough to form a beast tide, right?

Vesemir paused upon hearing this. Thinking of the Chieftain's relationship with the Sorceress, he took out the Drowner Whistle.

"As expected of Lady Vesemir's creation. I only shook it slightly, and all the Drowners in Killer Lake were alerted."

The Chieftain took the pale bone-like item with confusion. His Witcher senses told him.

This was not a magical artifact.

However, out of trust for Vesemir, he hesitated for a moment before reaching out and taking out the badge on his chest.

Soyer's badge was different from Vesemir's and the others.

The round badge was covered in the marks of age.

Carved into the silver-white body of the badge was a scarred knight returning on horseback.

"Knight's Triumph Under the Iris."

This was the name of the badge, personally crafted and engraved by Cosimo Malaspina, the creator of the former Witcher Order.

The badge drew closer to the Drowner Whistle, but even when pressed tightly together, the knight remained motionless.

"As expected of Lady Vesemir, even your badge can't detect magical fluctuations," Vesemir exclaimed in admiration.

The Chieftain looked up at Vesemir with a speechless expression.

Soyer knew Vesemir's skill level.

Although his strength had reached Cosimo's level, his alchemy skills were still lacking.

Furthermore, his Order badge had never exhibited a situation where magical fluctuations couldn't be detected.

There was a high probability that this whistle was not a magical item.

However, Soyer didn't refute Vesemir.

He simply pondered for a moment and said, "Are you planning to return this whistle to Ailin tomorrow?"

Vesemir nodded at the question, retracting his gaze, which had been fixed on the Chieftain's Order badge, and replied, "I'll give it to him tomorrow afternoon."

"Vesemir, I'll give him tomorrow..."

"Clang—"

Before the Chieftain could finish speaking, a portal opened before the two of them.

"Soyer!"

"What did you promise me before you left..."

Her voice arrived before she did.

However, when the Sorceress Vesemir emerged from the orange-yellow portal, her imposing presence instantly subsided as she saw someone else in the Chieftain's residence.

Then, Vesemir pretended as if nothing had happened, casting a glance at Vesemir.

Vesemir, understanding the situation, took his leave.

"Bang."

The heavy wooden door closed.

"Vesemir, did you find any clues?"

Seeing the Sorceress's aggressive demeanor, the Chieftain asked first.

Vesemir ignored the Chieftain's thoughts and urgently asked:

"Where is Ailin?"

"Is he alright?"

"Ailin is fine, Soyer immediately replied, then asked curiously, "How did you know something happened to Ailin?"

The Sorceress didn't answer, instead continuing to press: "Is he injured?"

"He's fine, don't worry."

"Ailin just attended the bonfire feast in the castle hall, and he should be in the apprentice dormitory now."

The Chieftain of the School of the Wolf intended to pat Vesemir's back to comfort the Sorceress's agitated emotions.

But the Sorceress dodged him with a sidestep.

Soyer helplessly withdrew his hand and recounted everything he had learned from Vesemir.

At this moment, the Sorceress noticed a mountain of flesh behind her.

"Have you ever seen a monster like this?" Soyer, seeing Vesemir's attention drawn to the monster's corpse, breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

How could he have known that Ailin would run into trouble while hunting Drowners with Vesemir, when the two of them were right here in Kaer Morhen?

The most powerful monster in the vicinity was no more than Old Spearhead.

And that Cyclops only came out to hunt a few Drowners when it was hungry; at other times, it never left its cave.

Vesemir approached the Drowner King's corpse, carefully sensing the faint residual magical field around the remains, and said:

"I haven't seen this creature before either."

"The magical composition feels very similar to that of a Drowner."

The Sorceress circled the Drowner King and added:

"Several of its features are also similar to a Drowner."

"And you said this monster appeared suddenly."

Vesemir stopped, sighed, and said:

"It's obvious it came through the Conjunction of the Spheres."

The Chieftain of the School of the Wolf nodded and said:

"That's what I thought too, and also..."

He took out the Drowner Whistle and handed it to Vesemir, saying:

"Vesemir, did you make this?"

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