Cat Eye Potion

It was already late when they left the chief's residence.

Ailin went straight to the main castle hall and prepared a simple dinner, similar to what he had eaten at noon.

The campfire flickered in the hall, and the witchers raised their glasses in lively conversation.

He declined several invitations to dinner from acquaintances and found a quiet corner to sit down.

While chewing on my bread, I pondered the information I had heard that afternoon.

Although the atmosphere at the afternoon meeting was tense, the School of the Wolf was in a much better situation than Ailin had imagined.

Contrary to his previous assumptions.

Currently, the enemies are basically confirmed to be only two sides: King Haxor of Kedwen and the wizards of Ban Aard College.

From the conversation between the chief and several Witcher Master.

The sorcerer faction, represented by Ban Aard Academy, and the Wolf School witchers of Kaer Morhen clearly have a conflict of interest.

He has had conflicts with other schools of thought in the past.

On the other hand, while King Kedwen also harbored some hostility, he essentially wanted to control the School of the Wolf, an armed group, and was therefore a party that could be won over.

He could even form an alliance with the School of the Wolf if they were willing to hunt elves for him.

Ailin shook his head, dismissing the idea.

Adhering to neutrality is the unchanging tenet of the school of thought.

None of the other Witcher Master, including the Chief, could agree with the King's idea.

but.

"A king may not be impossible to win over, nor is it necessarily necessary to win him over."

Ailin murmured to herself and took another bite of bread.

The king appears to be ordering the witchers to hunt down elves, but in reality, he seems to be trying to find out something, or to force someone out by causing a large number of elves to die.

So the key question is, what exactly is this thing or this person?

Once this key point is found, the School of the Wolf has options, whether it's helping the king fulfill his wish or, depending on the situation, helping his enemies.

But if he can't even find the king, where should he even begin?

Ailin sighed.

His strength was still too low. If he were strong enough, he wouldn't need to rack his brains so hard to find a way out.

If the school of thought had been more powerful, the current situation of being treated like fish on a chopping block by the king would not have occurred.

"Sigh~"

"Daydreaming is useless. It's better to plan what to do next to avoid the destruction of the school of thought."

Composing herself, Ailin took another bite of bread and set her next goal.

First, find out what the king is looking for and why he is so hostile to the elves.

Second, improve one's own strength.

Third, enhance the overall strength of the school of thought.

The first point is important, but it depends too much on luck, and he doesn't know any elves.

You can share your analysis with the chief or the Sorceress and let them investigate first.

However, they should already be working on this, so this is just a heads-up.

If there are no results by the time he leaves Kaer Morhen, then he can gather intelligence along the way during the Apprentice Combat Tournament.

The second point is hunting monsters, but the rewards for hunting water ghosts are no longer high.

You can target the Foglet, the Ghoul, and the Drowners King will be at the Conjunction of the Spheres in fifteen days.

Thirdly, the main point is about potions.

For example, gradually making Cat's Eye, Killer Whale Potion, and Drowner Heart Essence Fluid available to the Witcher of the School.

However, this cannot be rushed, and the school or the Witcher will need to pay a price in exchange.

After all, giving away the formula for free might reduce its perceived value and could lead to others making excessive demands.

After getting a general idea out of his head, Ailin finished the last bite of his lunch and got up to head to the Alchemy Room of the South Tower.

The ground floor of the south tower.

Ailin didn't rush upstairs.

The recipe for the Drowner Heart Essence Fluid requires Alchemy LV4 to unlock.

He planned to upgrade his level downstairs before going upstairs.

With a thought, I opened the Witcher's Handbook.

[Ding! Your skill: Alchemy LV2 has been upgraded to Alchemy LV4 (0/10000)]

Wow!

The experience points required to upgrade from LV4 to LV5 have quadrupled.

Ten thousand experience points equal one thousand Lesser Experience Orbs.

The combined reward for hunting down Old Spearhead and Drowners King was only thirty-four Experience Orbs, which is three thousand four hundred Lesser Experience Orbs.

Ailin suddenly had a premonition that he was worried that if his character level was too high, the rewards for defeating monsters would be reduced, and he would be forced to level up.

After all the skills are upgraded.

There might be instances where skills fail to level up due to a lack of Experience Orbs.

If your level is too high, you won't get Experience Orbs from common monsters.

Ultimately, this led him to hunt powerful, large monsters to obtain Experience Orbs and treasure chests.

"Simply holding back my level isn't a solution; it's time to think about my area of specialization," Ailin thought to himself.

At this moment.

A great deal of information about alchemy had been poured into his mind, and the speed of information transmission gradually decreased.

Having already upgraded many times, Ailin knew this was a sign that the alchemy upgrade was nearing completion, so he decided to head towards the Alchemy Room.

Sudden.

"Buzz~ Buzz~"

The Wolf Emblem suddenly buzzed.

Suddenly, everything went black before Ailin's eyes, and a sharp pain shot through his eyeballs, as if hundreds of steel needles were piercing them.

"Snort!"

"What happened?"

He covered his eyes tightly with his hands.

He suppressed a cry of pain and instinctively switched to the Wolf Emblem's perspective.

He was enveloped in four-colored light.

Ailin had a sudden inspiration.

Chaos Magic is reshaping his eyes.

After a while,

The pain in my eyes has disappeared.

The Alchemy LV4 upgrade is complete.

The second floor of the south tower.

Ailin had just reached the door.

"Squeak~"

The door opened by itself.

Ailin wasn't surprised; he had already made an appointment with the Sorceress in advance.

The Alchemy Room remains the same.

A fluffy red carpet and brightly colored oil paintings.

Lace-trimmed curtains adorn the cold stone windowsill.

But after experiencing a life-or-death trial, Ailin felt an extraordinary sense of familiarity with this place.

"Mary, I passed the trial!"

Smelling the familiar scent of Orange Cardamom, Ailin smiled and greeted Mary, who looked over at the sound.

The girl was so happy when she saw him that she practically lifted half of her bottom off the table.

Suddenly remembering something, she sat back down heavily, rested her chin on her hand, and turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

Ailin scratched the back of his head, wondering what he had done wrong, and subconsciously looked at the Sorceress sitting at the alchemy table.

"Mary is angry with you because you didn't contact her immediately after the trial yesterday."

The Sorceress crossed her arms and looked back and forth between the two little figures with a smile.

"Tutor!"

Mary blushed and, unusually, spoke loudly in front of the Sorceress.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore."

"Sorry, I just finished my trial yesterday and my companions dragged me off to celebrate," Ailin explained.

He sat down at the alchemy table behind Mary and found that Mary still had that indifferent attitude.

After a few seconds of thought, he had a sudden inspiration and respectfully called out, "Forgive me, Lady Mary."

As expected, Mary was immediately appeased and shyly asked him about the Trial of the Mountains.

A moment later.

Seeing that the two had finished their conversation, Vesemir asked:

"What are you doing here today? Brewing potions or attending an alchemy class?"

"Refining magic potions..."

Before the words were finished, a slightly pained and surprised voice came from behind.

"Ah!?"

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