A New Type of Quest

Upon hearing the sound, the Witcher apprentice quickly retreated, only to unexpectedly meet the gaze of a pair of tiny, beady Little Eye.

Ailin stopped abruptly, his eyes fixed on her for a moment.

When facing a wild beast, retreating is the most dangerous thing to do; avoiding its sight is the next best option.

Although the Rock Troll can talk, everything the witcher apprentice had seen before made him think of it as just an ordinary monster.

"... Big Stone... Little Stone... Here we go again... Bad apprentice..."

The Rock Troll was staring at Ailin turned around and shouted.

It exposed its back to the Witcher apprentice's view, seemingly unconcerned about being suddenly attacked.

here we go again?

A bad apprentice?

Ailin remained vigilant, carefully pondering the fragmented words uttered by the Rock Troll.

So Huus and his group have successfully escaped?

"... Broken Stone... don't shout... the stone will hurt the apprentice..."

Another deep, yet indistinct and intermittent voice came from behind the previous Rock Troll.

Two figures followed closely behind, swaying as they emerged from behind.

One is large and the other is small.

From the conversation between the two trolls, it is clear that the three Rock Troll are named Big Stone, Broken Stone, and Little Stone.

"As expected of Rock Troll, what a silly name it has."

Ailin couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"I'm just passing by and have no intention of being your enemy."

The Witcher apprentice had a general idea.

These Rock Troll are just as good-natured as they are in the game; they were only attacked because Huus and his companions did something that caused the trolls to misunderstand.

To prevent his judgment from being wrong, Ailin directly used his Special Skill to Tracking target using his mind.

The red footprints of the three apprentices reappeared in the Witcher apprentice's sight.

Although they looked somewhat chaotic, the footprints did not stop noticeably. After curving a few times, they disappeared around the bend in the mountain path.

This means that no one was knocked down or seriously injured by the stones.

Throwing stones is a common attack tactic used by Rock Troll.

If they really intended to kill Huus and his companions, how could they, with their apprentice-level skills as witchers, not have hit them even once?

They deliberately let the water out.

Retracting the skill, Ailin breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face softened.

Rock Troll are actually a type of large monster.

It moves slowly, but has a hard shell and can throw large rocks.

They are still very difficult to deal with for witchers.

Of course, the main difficulty lies in dealing with that rock-like outer shell.

For a Witcher apprentice with Witcher skills, this is actually not something they can't give up.

However, Ailin was not a bloodthirsty person.

Although he doesn't quite agree with the neutral stance of the School of the Wolf.

However, the current apprentice demon hunters still can't bring themselves to kill kind and innocent monsters.

"Since the Rock Troll is still the same goofy character as in the game, that makes things easier."

He spread his arms and moved forward slowly, trying not to anger the trolls, while speaking gently:

"I... Ailin ... am not a bad apprentice... a good apprentice..."

The trolls looked at each other in surprise. The closest one, "Big Stone," was about to speak when he suddenly seemed to be intimidated and took a few steps back.

What's wrong?

There are other monsters here.

Upon seeing this, Ailin immediately stopped, placed his right hand on Elsa's hand, and looked around warily.

But this place is home to a Witcher Apprentice and three Rock Troll.

"... Big Stone... What happened... The bad apprentice attacked... The troll smashed the rock..."

The Rock Troll named Broken Stone had its view blocked by Big Stone.

Seeing the Big Stone retreating as if it were under attack, he assumed it was also threatened by the bad apprentice's silver needles and immediately picked up the rock beneath his feet.

The Little Stone, now even smaller, didn't say anything, but it followed suit and lifted up the stone on the ground.

For a moment, tensions rose, and the atmosphere in the snow was extremely tense.

"Bang!"

Amidst the violent clatter of rocks against rocks, Ailin saw something strange.

The Rock Troll called Big Stone slammed its fist, which was the size of two of Ailin's heads, down on the Broken Stone's head.

Caught off guard, the Broken Stone loosened its grip with its two large claws and instinctively tried to cover its small head.

Unexpectedly, the stone in his hand fell and hit its foot.

"... Ouch... Troll's foot hurts... Troll's foot hurts..."

The Broken Stone curled up into a ball in pain and rolled around on the ground.

Ailin:?

The Witcher apprentice instinctively loosened his grip on his sword, somewhat bewildered.

"... The Witcher... is carrying... what..."

The Rock Troll, nicknamed Big Stone, kicked the spherical Broken Stone towards the Little Stone, and Ailin could actually see a hint of caution in his ferocious face.

Upon hearing this, the Witcher apprentice finally understood.

The Rock Troll's retreat was actually due to the magical aura of Old Spearhead and the Drowners King.

Ailin untied the Old Spearhead's hair from his body, held it in front of him with his right hand, took two steps closer, and said:

"These are my spoils of war: Old Spearhead and the Drowners King."

The demon hunter apprentice's gesture of bringing his head as a warning startled the Big Stone, causing it to retreat several steps.

Little Stone also took a few steps back and loosened his grip on both paws.

The stone in its hand struck the Broken Stone that had just raised its head.

"... Ouch... Troll headache... Troll headache..."

Before the Broken Stone could even get up, it started rolling on the ground again. When it rolled to the foot of the Big Stone, the Big Stone kicked it into a corner.

The Rock Troll called Big Stone also snapped out of its daze, recovering from the awe-inspiring magical influence of the two large monsters.

With his tiny Little Eye, he looked intently at the witcher apprentice and said:

"... Old Spearhead ...strong... Witcher...even stronger..."

After a brief pause, the Big Stone continued:

"... The Witcher is strong... The Big Stone is weak... The Witcher just chats... The Witcher doesn't kill the Big Stone... The Witcher is a good person..."

Unexpectedly, the first "friend card" in this other world came from a Rock Troll.

Ailin couldn't help but complain in her heart.

However, it seems that the crisis has been resolved.

Unexpectedly, bringing along the Old Spearhead and the head of the Drowners King had such a miraculous effect.

"It's a pleasant surprise, I suppose!"

Ailin thought to himself.

Seeing that the Rock Troll was willing to make way, the witcher apprentice put the two heads back on his back, nodded to the Big Stone, and then walked toward the Circle of Elements.

When Ailin got to the closest point to the Big Stone, he saw the Rock Troll and took two steps back.

It's like paying respect to the strong.

This most primal and simple respect for the strong brings joy.

"If only there were more monsters like this in the world!"

Ailin couldn't help but let her imagination run wild.

At that moment, a familiar mechanical sound suddenly rang out.

[Ding! Quest: Summon I (Collect Rock Troll Blood 0/20) has been activated. Accept?]

[Quest Reward: Conjunction of the Spheres - Troll]

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