Ronnie Dickinson's Vessel of Great Deeds! Rebidia's Great Deeds!

"Ronnie Dickinson?"

Ailin stared in stunned silence at the crimson horizon.

Witcher, Warlock, Aion El...

Ailin had killed many "people," but this was the first time he had seen a human name in the Witcher's Handbook's kill results.

What's this?

Ronnie Dickinson reached a level that even The Witcher's Handbook respected, separating him from the group's pronouns.

Thoughts surged within him, and in an instant, Ailin pondered many things.

The cold, beeping notification sound rang in my ears.

suddenly.

A strange question popped into his mind—where did the name in the Witcher's Handbook's subjugation results come from?

Where did He get the names of these monsters, such as "Drowners King," "Giant Drowner," "Ghoul," "Foglet," and "Greater Griffin," from?

It's understandable that monsters like "Ghoul" and "Foglet" already existed in the Witcher world, or rather, in the original works and games. After all, the various recipes revealed in the Witcher's Handbook indicate that they must have some close connection with the original works and games.

It's perfectly normal to keep the original name.

But what about the "Drowners King" and the "Giant Drowner"?

These two monsters have never appeared in the Witcher world. Currently, the School of the Wolf and Ban Ad refer to the "Drowners King" as the "King of Ice," while the "Giant Drowner" is called the "Serpent-tailed Giant"...

So where did the Witcher's Handbook get the names "Drowners King" and "Giant Drowner" from? Is there any record of them in any place?

Ailin realized that he had been ignoring this most basic question in the past.

"Ronnie Dickinson..." he murmured softly.

"Is it possible that Ronnie Dickinson's name appeared during the kill settlement because he branded his name, like the devil's real name in a fantasy novel from my previous life, onto the place where the Witcher's Handbook captures names?"

"And Ronnie Dickinson is a sorcerer, that much is certain."

"What allowed him to transcend the sorcerer community and leave his own name?"

"Bite!"

The cold System Notification has been silenced.

With a thought, Ailin immediately opened the Witcher's Handbook.

[Slay the monster horde "Ronnie Dickinson" LV99 and "Warlock" LV54!]

[Rewards Settlement: Victory over the enemy, base rating D, kill above level +3 to C, decapitation strike deterrence +3 to B, victory against overwhelming odds +3 to A]

Final rating: A

[Loot obtained: Ronnie Dickinson's Vessel of Great Deeds, Sorcerer's Memory *8, Experience Orbs *12, Ronnie Dickinson '@#￥%&'s Chest *5, Sorcerer's Chest *5]

Ronnie Deakins'... Vessel of Great Deeds?

The Witcher's Handbook jumps to the inventory, where you'll find Ronnie Deakins' Vessel of Great Deeds, whose icon is a semi-transparent golden cup.

It's not shaped like a drinking glass, but rather like a trophy with two handles.

When your gaze falls upon this golden cup floating amidst countless golden specks of light, an aura of grandeur and epic scale immediately washes over you.

That's a very direct transmission of emotion.

Ronnie Dickinson's Vessel of Great Deeds is not a real vessel; Ailin can sense that it is similar to Purification Spirit... well... more like an element.

[Name: Ronnie Dickinson's Vessel of Great Deeds]

[type:?]

[Function:?]

[Note: Knowing too much before you reach a certain level of strength is sometimes not a good thing. However, since it's a container, it should naturally be used to contain.]

Similar to @#￥%&'s Element "@#￥%&" and "Leshen"@#￥%&'s Element elements, this panel contains very little information.

The only difference, besides the name, is that there is an extra sentence in the remarks.

"Container..." Ailin murmured, chewing on the meaningful note, "Vessel of Great Deeds achievements, or a container 'forged' by great achievements?"

"And great achievements..."

His first thought was of the trials in Greek mythology from his previous life.

To atone for the mistake of killing his wife and children, Heracles, son of Zeus, completed twelve impossible tasks for Eurystheus, King of Mycenae, and was eventually elevated to godhood, residing eternally on Mount Olympus.

Ronnie Deakins is a sorcerer, that much is certain.

The fact that he appears by his real name in the battle results suggests that he has transcended ordinary sorcerers, just like Hercules ascended to godhood and is about to reach another level.

What level is that?

Gods?

But I've never heard of any real people becoming gods in the Witcher world. Meritellie and Cliff were both born gods, transcending humanity through primitive worship.

besides...

"Ronnie Dickinson doesn't seem to exhibit any kind of transcendence either." Ailin gripped the Greater Griffin's mane, his brow furrowed as he carefully recalled, "Even though Ronnie Dickinson has an information gap with me, he doesn't seem to show any signs of being beyond the ordinary sorcerer..."

in addition...

Why had he never heard of warlocks having this kind of ascension method?

Henry Gedimidis, Tissaia de Veres, and the other five members of the Talent and Skill Association are certainly going to go further than Ronnie Deakins, but what about Lady Vesemir?

Does she also have her own Vessel of Great Deeds?

"She lost too much blood and there were signs of residual toxins, but after consuming White Honey and swallow meat, her face has started to regain some color..."

Vesemir's voice came from behind him, interrupting his thoughts.

After returning to the temple, he would think about it some more... Ailin finally looked at the golden cup in his inventory and put away the Witcher's Handbook.

He could not possibly use the Vessel of Great Deeds on the back of the Greater Griffin, and he also had some doubts about whether other people's Vessel of Great Deeds could be used on himself.

At some point, Bont was fitted with Evans ' leather armor, and the wounds on his body were no longer visible.

Although he had not yet woken up, as Vesemir had said, his pale cheeks had regained some color, and he was no longer as deathly as a corpse.

His breathing sounds much stronger now.

"After we return to the temple, we'll ask Ms. Ianna to take another look," Ailin, taking a bottle of White Honey from the reagent bottle and handing it to Dante. "Master Dante, you should also drink a bottle to remove the remaining Blizzard toxins from your body."

Dante was staring blankly at Bont with his head down. Hearing the sound, he looked up and hesitated for a moment. He didn't immediately take the potion that Ailin handed him. He seemed much more distant than when they were in the tower.

Vesemir took it and shoved it into Dante's hand.

"It's just a potion, drink it when I tell you to, what's with the fuss?" Vesemir slapped Dante on the back twice in dissatisfaction. "Don't let Ailin's young age fool you, he's richer than both of us combined!"

"Don't even mention a bottle of White Honey, Ailin could drink hundreds of bottles of White Honey and Blizzard without batting an eye."

"Can I be like you...?" Dante glanced at the unconscious Bont, then at Fred, who was much quieter than before, and shook his head inwardly.

Your apprentice has become so strong because of you that I can't even comprehend it, while mine almost met its demise because of my carelessness...

"The Dante I know wouldn't be filled with guilt and regret like this," Vesemir said, having seen through something. "Besides, they're all still alive. Huus was already out of danger when we left, and we'll see him when we get back..."

"Who would have thought someone would do such a thing?"

"Yes, Master Dante," Fred approached at this moment and said sincerely, "To be honest, we're just tired of hunting water ghosts and want to change things up. No one will blame you, neither will I, Huus, or Fred."

"We have learned a lot in the past six months."

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Dante forced a smile, nodded, and then looked down at Bont, lost in thought.

Seeing this, Vesemir sighed softly.

The Greater Griffin suddenly cried out, circled once in the sky, and gradually descended.

"Hmm?" Vesemir frowned and looked at Ailin. "Aren't we going back to the temple now?"

Ailin glanced at Dante and shook his head. "Wait a moment, Master Dante and I still have a promise to keep."

"Promise?"

Dante raised his head blankly.

——

The morning sun shines on the damp castle, and the Kemba River in front of it reflects a golden light.

suddenly.

A few shouts echoed across the shimmering Kemba River.

Immediately following.

"Crunch~ Crunch~"

The winch rubbed against the winch, and the wide, long steel-hooped wooden suspension bridge slowly descended with a low growl, crashing onto the stone ground with a "boom".

Three cavalrymen rode swiftly out of Drakkenberg, faster than the morning breeze blowing through the mountains.

"You're really brave..."

As the cavalry galloped past, a gasp of surprise rang out amidst the dust they kicked up.

"We just kidnapped the highest-ranking officer in Drakkenberg, and it's already quite remarkable that the city hasn't descended into chaos," Ailin shrugged. "Who would have thought we'd be back?"

"And Drakkenberg would certainly have to report to their king, without even having to call for the door to open."

"So we really came back just to tell Sam stories?" Dante couldn't help but ask.

"No!" Ailin shook his head. "We've come back to fulfill our promise..."

What's the difference?

"The difference is that your promise is to tell Sam the story of Rebidia, and I have my own promise to fulfill. If Bont urgently needed treatment, then it would be fine, but since his condition has stabilized, a little more time won't make a difference."

"What promises do you have to keep in Drakkenberg?" Dante asked, puzzled.

Ailin remained silent, for they had already witnessed Dante's promise.

Sam was standing guard at the city gate, just as he had when they first met.

This is not surprising, though, since he and Dante had both tried their best to clear Sam of suspicion, and Evans had been taken away.

Once everything has settled down, he will naturally return to the city gate and continue guarding it.

At this moment.

Sam stared blankly at the departing messenger, casually replying to another guard named Martin.

"Sam, was that Greater Griffin flying in the sky just now?"

"Hmm~"

"Sam, three messengers! Tsk tsk! Did something big happen in East City last night? Is it related to those two witchers?"

"Hmm~"

"Sam, you spent so much time last night, didn't you get any inside information?"

"Hmm~"

"Hmm! Well then, say it!" The guard named Martin was getting impatient.

Sam looked up at Martin, his expression suddenly changed, as if he had just seen a dragon circling in the sky after the Greater Griffin had left.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Startled, Martin gripped his spear tighter and immediately followed the man's gaze, but saw nothing.

"It's nothing," Sam's expression changed slightly, and he quickly jogged towards the open city gate, saying as he ran, "Keep an eye on things for me, Martin, I'm going to the restroom! I'll be right back!"

Martin responded, then scratched his head in confusion. "Going to the latrine is fine, it's convenient, why are we acting like dancers in a brothel..."

On the other side, after Sam ran far away, he walked to a secluded corner and asked in a suppressed voice:

"You... why haven't you left yet?!"

"To fulfill my promise..." Ailin smiled as he revealed himself to Master Dante.

Sam froze for a moment, then gripped his spear tightly and exclaimed excitedly, "You mean? The Prophet?"

Realizing he was speaking too loudly, he quickly covered his mouth, and after a while, a worried look appeared on his face.

"Don't worry, if we can get in, we can get out," Ailin said. "Besides thanking you for your help, I would also like to ask you for another favor."

Ailin paused for a moment:

Do you know where the guards who were injured last night are?

——

Sam did not accept Ailin's proposal—he asked Erin to point him in the right direction and then asked Dante to stay and tell the story.

Instead, after ascertaining the purpose of the visit, he led the way directly ahead.

"Rebidia is the shepherd of Kedwen, Devon."

"Of course, when I met him, he was no longer a shepherd..."

Dante then recounted the story of Rebidia.

From what happened when he was still a traveling apprentice following Aristo, to what he experienced firsthand and heard after the journey ended.

Rebidia graduated from Ben Ade...

Rebidia eliminates the water ghosts that are a staple in every story for the villagers...

Rebidia attempts to impart to the common people the wisdom hidden deep within the mansions of nobles and sorcerers, including how to become a sorcerer and how to cast spells...

Then, quite naturally, he was ostracized by the powerful and his colleagues, and was expelled from the party by Ben Ade...

In general, aside from his identity as a sorcerer, Rebidia, like every renowned wise man, is almost flawless in terms of personal character, but also has some minor flaws.

For example, he doesn't like to groom his beard, prefers to sleep on a hard surface covered with straw, and is nagging and fussy...

But it is precisely this minor flaw that makes Rebidia a more real and well-rounded character.

Sam listened intently, his eyes shining with the radiance of a pilgrim.

Ailin listened very attentively.

Not only because of curiosity about Rebidia —knowing that the Prophet's Teachings will become one of the largest cults in the future Witcher world, no one would not be curious about its founder, who is revered as a saint—but also because of Rebidia's identity.

Besides being a shepherd and a prophet, he was also a sorcerer, a sorcerer of the same status as Ronnie Dickinson.

So as I listened, several questions suddenly popped into my mind.

Is it a great achievement for Rebidia to deviate from his class and impart wisdom to all commoners?

Has Rebidia achieved Vessel of Great Deeds? Has he taken it a step further?

besides...

Hercules mistakenly wore a robe laced with the venomous blood of the Hydra, and in agony, he burned himself to death, after which he ascended to godhood...

So, Rebidia, who also died in flames, really...

Is he dead?

Thinking of this, Ailin suddenly interrupted Dante.

"Master Dante, are you familiar with the Great Cause?"