Philippa Eilhart the Exhibitionist! Return to Kaer Morhen!

"Is Kaer Morhen just ahead?"

Philippa Ehrert grasped the mane of the Greater Griffin and excitedly pointed to the imposing fortress surrounded by mountains.

The Sorceress who would later become the manipulator of the political situation in the Northern Continent, and was revered by posterity as "Philippa," had been excited all the way there.

The first half of the film is filled with interest in the "Good Girl's" body, grabbing and touching her here and there, almost causing the "Good Girl" to throw everyone behind her off the ground.

After being warned, he behaved himself for a while, then asked about the background of the "Good Girl".

The length of the feathers, the daily meals, the abundance of elemental blessings...

She was even very interested in the color and texture of the feces that "Good Girl" pooped every day.

Given Philippa Ehrert's future shrewdness and ambition, Ailin thought she was trying to deduce the @#￥%&'s Element to subdue the Greater Griffin from this complex information.

However, Ailin didn't care and told everyone he knew, except for the Giant Beast Lasso of the One-Eyed Clan.

Even those who didn't know promised to allow her to observe the Greater Griffin for a week after it finished incubating the eggs.

If Philippa Ehrert could glean anything from this information, even Tissaia de Veris wouldn't have been so astonished by the taming of the Greater Griffin and so impressed with Ailin.

certainly.

It would be even better if we could actually figure it out.

After news of the griffin eggs hatching spread yesterday, other young witchers rushed to get their hands on them, as if securing a spot allocated by Ailin would grant them a cool sky mount like "Good Girl".

But both Ailin and Vesemir knew that the probability of this was actually not high; otherwise, with so many sorcerers and nobles in the Northern Continent, the legend of the Griffin Knight wouldn't just exist in fictional knightly novels.

Although with the help of a "Good Girl," the probability of taming her child is definitely several times higher than the probability of an ordinary person taming Greater Griffin.

But with no idea when the next Giant Beast Lasso of the One-Eyed Clan will be pulled, who knows how many of the "Good Girl's " children will eventually be captured?

Or perhaps the entire army was wiped out?

However, this "unreserved" behavior caused the relationship between the unsuspecting Philippa Ehrert and Ailin to advance rapidly in one morning.

It's roughly the change from the honorific title "Ms. Ahhart" to the colloquial "Philippa".

Hmm, that's a good start.

"That's the fortress." Ailin nodded, squinting.

The small grey castle is nestled in the verdant mountains and forests. Compared to Drakkenberg, it is as tiny as a small Cat's Eye carved into the Blue Mountains.

It seems that even a "Good Girl" could be blown away without a trace if she flapped her wings.

Killer Lake, which once seemed exceptionally vast, now appears extremely slender and delicate, completely incomparable to the expansive Pontar River.

It's unimaginable.

It was this tiny lake, no bigger than a thumb, that made him so worried, terrified, and desperate that he couldn't sleep all night before his Trial of the Mountains.

"Kaer Morhen is now under our protection," Vesemir suddenly remarked, his words carrying a profound meaning.

"Not our wings," Dante sighed, looking at Ailin, "But those of the ' Good Girl '..."

Both Witcher Master knew that without the "Good Girl's" master, the School of the Wolf would be in deep trouble this time.

Let's recount everything that happened yesterday: Ianna, Tissaia de Veres, Mason...

The School of the Wolf escaped disaster temporarily thanks to Ailin.

But even so...

I wonder how Chieftain Soyer will react... Vesemir looked away from Ailin's face and sighed.

"Don't let the Good Girl fly into the castle; it's not the right time to make a big fuss," he said softly.

"I know," Ailin nodded, giving the command in his mind.

After responding softly, the Greater Griffin landed at the end of the Killer's Trail.

The Killer's Trail is a natural barrier against outsiders in Kaer Morhen. This winding path, riddled with traps, will deter any intruder who is not strong enough.

In the unwritten rules or consensus, Kaer Morhen is a haven for the School of the Wolf of Witchers, and members are not allowed to bring any unrelated people up the mountain.

The main reason was to prevent someone with ulterior motives from remembering the correct path to the castle.

Flying over this path from the sky now leaves Philippa Ehrhardt with no way of knowing the correct way up the mountain, which can be considered as circumventing the rules in a way that skirts the edge.

certainly.

When Philippa Ehrert asked to accompany him yesterday, Ailin had consulted with Vesemir and Dante, and only after the two masters agreed did he agree.

The current Ban Ade is a dangerous place, and without proper coordination, Vesemir and Dante really don't dare to let Ailin and Philippa Ehrert go in alone.

But to be honest.

The two Witcher Master agreed because this consensus is now practically defunct.

After all, it was Chieftain Soyer who first undermined this consensus; as everyone knows, Lady Vesemir and her apprentices had unimpeded access to Kaer Morhen.

"I wonder if Lady Vesemir has returned to Kaer Morhen yet..." Ailin thought to himself.

Several young witchers stepped onto the solid ground before Ailin, shouting and yelling.

"I'm finally back!"

In fact, they weren't away for very long.

However, Kaer Morhen is the home of the School of the Wolf Witchers, and returning from a long journey always brings them a special sense of security.

After unloading its burden, the Greater Griffin shook its wings with delight, lowered its beak, and reluctantly nuzzled Ailin's body.

The "Good Girl" also has to go back to focus on incubating the eggs. This is the first time we'll see each other again, and the earliest we'll meet again is next spring.

Ailin had actually considered having the Greater Griffin move all the eggs to Kaer Morhen, to Old Spearhead's cave, or to the Circle of Elements, so that it would be easier to visit and care for the pregnant woman.

However, the "Good Girl" rejected the suggestion.

The success rate of hatching Greater Griffin Eggs is not high. The shaking during the long journey or the spatial fluctuations of the portal will make the already low success rate even worse.

Therefore, Ailin had no choice but to accept it.

"Go back and incubate the eggs properly," he said, stroking the Greater Griffin's hard beak, and transmitted his thoughts to it. "If you encounter any attacks or danger, contact me and I will arrive in time."

The close spiritual bond forged by the Giant Beast Lasso of the One-Eyed Clan allowed Ailin to interact with the Good Girl more frequently than with Vesemir. She also saved him in the Passerlon Forest and just a few days ago took him to Drakkenberg immediately, preventing Dante, Bont, and Fred from dying at the hands of despicable people...

Therefore, although it has not been long since Erin tamed the "Good Girl," Ailin still has deep feelings for her.

Now that we're about to be separated for a long time, I'm a little reluctant to part ways.

The "Good Girl" nuzzled him affectionately again, then let out a long cry and took flight into the sky.

"Can't you really sell me one of the baby Greater Griffin?"

Philippa Ailin was more emotionally volatile than Erin. Reluctantly turning her gaze away, she followed the Witcher toward Kaer Morhen while immediately launching her thirteenth acquisition request.

"You can fly by yourself, why do you need a Greater Griffin?" Ailin sighed helplessly and asked in return.

"It's different," Philippa Ehrert shook her head. "Transfiguration is still Transfiguration. Violent movement will make the magical framework of the elements unstable. Short-distance flight and gliding are fine, but if the distance is longer, it will collapse after flying only a short distance."

Seeing that Ailin seemed very interested, she continued, "Proficiency in Transfiguration can extend the duration, but no matter how proficient you are, you can never move normally like the original animal."

"No exceptions?" Ailin countered.

"No..." Philippa Ehrert was about to deny it when she suddenly thought of something and paused, "Druid seem to have a way of maintaining a stable form in shapeshifting, allowing them to live like a real beast."

"But the Druid's polymorph, although it is also called polymorph, is completely different from the warlock's spells in principle."

"What's the difference?" Ailin's interest grew even stronger.

Everything related to Druid has recently piqued his interest the most.

"A warlock's transformation spell is just a magic spell. It can create creatures that exist in nature, but it can also create creatures that don't exist, as long as they meet certain rules."

"But the Druid's polymorph is different. Rather than a spell, it is more like a Divine Art bestowed by nature after the Druid communicates with it."

"Druid ' shapeshifting can only transform into creatures that already exist in nature, and not all creatures can be transformed; they can only transform into those creatures that Druid call ' Spirit of Nature '."

"Usually, a Druid can only transform into one ' Spirit of Nature ' in their lifetime. This is both a form of disguise and a means of attack, but its more important function is cultivation..."

"Druid enhance their strength by imitating, getting close to, and communicating with nature, and polymorph is the highest level of training."

"Moreover, compared to attack and disguise, training is the most important function of Druid's shapeshifting."

Philippa Ehrert has no secrets; Transfiguration is her most proficient skill.

As a future partner of Ade, it is essential to understand the limits of her abilities to avoid holding her back at crucial moments due to a lack of understanding.

Even so, after Philippa Ehrert finished explaining, she still gave Ailin, who was unusually curious, a strange look.

"Why are you, a witcher, so interested in polymorph?"

"I don't mean to discourage you, but even the simplest spells are difficult for witchers to learn. Polymorph, especially human polymorph, is one of the most difficult advanced spells."

"It's impossible for a Witcher to learn this."

That's not necessarily true... Ailin thought to himself.

After meeting Chieftain Soyer, if he was lucky enough not to be expelled from the School of the Wolf, he planned to spend his time in Kaer Morhen training and cooperating with Philippa Ehrhardt and managing the Monster Hunting Legion. He also intended to learn some practical spells to prepare for rescuing Hen Gedimidis.

The most crucial part is disguise and stealth.

In terms of disguise, Ailin is already quite formidable with the combination of the School of the Cat Two-Handed Sword, the "Night Color" set, and the Mirage Pearl.

However, apart from the School of the Cat Two-Handed Sword, these methods all generate magical fluctuations.

This would easily be exposed in Ban Ade, surrounded by a large group of sorcerers who are extremely sensitive to magical fluctuations.

However, a pure School of the Cat Two-Handed Sword, at its current LV6 level, would find it difficult to traverse the treacherous Warlock Academy.

Upgrading is certainly an option, but it requires fifty Experience Orbs, which is very expensive, and it's ranked after [Beast Roar: No Air]. It's unknown whether we can gather enough before the operation begins, and the improvement effect is also unknown.

In comparison, human transformation spells, which do not involve magical fluctuations, seem to offer better value for money.

In addition, the smaller size allows them to traverse terrains that normal humans cannot.

Ailin was indeed very tempted.

However, after hearing Philippa Ehrert's words, he is now more interested in Druid polymorphism.

He had a premonition that the Druid's Polymorph might be the key to his entry into that forest.

"Do you know how Druid shapeshift?" Ailin asked tentatively, and unsurprisingly received a negative answer.

Philippa Ehrert rolled her eyes. "I'm a warlock, not Druid. How would I know how a Druid transforms?"

She paused, then stared at Ailin strangely for a while:

"You don't really want to learn Transfiguration, do you?"

"Although there is no distinction based on race or status, as long as a living being in this world believes in the way of nature, there is an opportunity to become Druid."

"But how far one can go on the path of nature depends not only on one's devotion to that so-called path of nature, but also on one's talent."

"As far as I know, there are witchers in the Circle of Druids, but no witcher has ever become Druid."

"Witchers cannot learn polymorph, whether it is magic or the nature Divine Art of Druid."

Philippa Ehrert spoke with unwavering conviction, seemingly eager to dispel a witcher's delusions.

Ailin didn't say much, just nodded. "Just asking."

Upon hearing this, Philippa Ehrert opened her mouth as if to say something.

At this moment.

The line in front suddenly stopped.

"Kaer Morhen is just ahead." Vesemir walked back from the front.

Ailin looked up.

At the end of the hillside, the mottled walls of the Ancient Sea Fortress revealed a dark crenellation.

He turned to look at Philippa Ehrhardt.

The Sorceress shrugged and, under the watchful eyes of everyone, recited a few incantations.

A flash of purple magical light.

An owl flapped its wings and landed on Ailin's shoulder.

However, everyone's gaze did not fall on the owl, but instead involuntarily landed on the ground.

Men's short jackets, leggings, high boots, black stockings, and several other very intimate pieces of fabric were exposed to the sunlight.

"Philippa, the clothes..." Ailin was speechless.

The owl tilted its head and groomed its fur on his right shoulder.

Philippa Ahert's playful voice echoed in his mind.

"This is another drawback of Transfiguration, my dear partner."

"Quickly pick it up and pack it up for me..."