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Bab 111: 111. Have I Done It All?

"Bang~"

The wooden door was closed.

"Allen, congratulations on your further progress in the Wolf School!"

"Your political acumen is even better than I imagined."

Vera couldn't help but feel a bit gratified.

As a master witcher, Allen's status was already at the pinnacle of the Wolf School. She thought the formulas could at most be exchanged for some practical magical tools. Unexpectedly, Allen managed to create a new position within the Wolf School.

Most importantly, this position perfectly aligned with the current state of the Wolf School and wouldn't be opposed by other witcher masters. Otherwise, no matter how close Allen's relationship was with Vesemir, it wouldn't have been agreed upon.

If Allen wasn't so young and still considered a "child of miracles," she would have thought that the prophetic dream was fabricated by him to seize power.

"I just want to survive together with the Wolf School!" Allen scratched his head and said sincerely.

The sorceress was silent for a moment after hearing this, then sighed.

"Snap!"

A heavy leather-bound book slowly floated from the alchemy table to the sorceress's hand. Allen walked over and sat down in a familiar spot.

"Rituals, like alchemy, are a profound branch of magic."

"Male mages from Ban Ard and female sorcerers from Aretuza often specialize in only one of these subjects for decades before becoming a full-fledged mage."

"Broad but shallow knowledge doesn't benefit mages in the early stages, and it's the same for a witcher like you."

"So..."

The sorceress paused and sincerely advised: "Since you have a talent for alchemy, why not focus on that and delve deeper before studying rituals."

Allen knew she was worried about him wasting his talent, and he felt a warm sensation in his heart. However, he firmly shook his head and said: "Vera, I have my reasons. I need to learn this subject."

"The Ritual: Flesh Golem" could synergize with [Witcher] to directly enhance his ability to hunt large monsters.

Today, after the thought of bringing home those big rock trolls popped into his head, Allen suddenly realized—"Witchers could also become big guys through rituals."

Although he didn't know the cost of the ritual yet, the thought excited him. Moreover, Vera wasn't always by his side, so it was best to learn as early as possible to minimize the demands of ritual study. He no longer wanted to go through the days of running around for little experience pearls while learning alchemy.

"Alright, I respect your choice."

The sorceress nodded and placed the leather-bound book on the alchemy table in front of Allen. The cover of the leather book was inscribed with the title in gilded script—"Common Rituals and the Minor Pentacle Banishment Ritual."

"In ritual magic, a person is divided into five layers: the physical body, the etheric body, the astral body, the mental body, and the spiritual body..."

----------

"Ding! Found a clue for the skill: [Ritual Magic]."

"Would you like to spend 10,000 small experience pearls to unlock the skill?"

Indeed!

The experience pearls required for ritual magic were the same as for alchemy. Hearing the familiar notification sound, Allen calculated his inventory. There were thirty-six experience pearls and four thousand one hundred small experience pearls, still two thousand two hundred small experience pearls short of the target.

"Good."

"Just a few more days of Vera's classes."

Allen thought. Then he focused entirely on Vera's lesson. Soon, three hours passed.

"Remember, the Minor Pentacle Banishment Ritual can only dispel minor ritual influences."

The sorceress closed the book.

[Ding! Would you like to spend 9,943 small experience pearls to unlock the skill?]

Only fifty-seven pearls were reduced in three hours, about the same as with alchemy. But Allen wasn't worried. He knew that as the course progressed, the number of pearls needed would decrease more rapidly.

"Snap!"

The leather-bound book flew back to its place.

"It's getting late. Let's stop here for today."

Allen nodded, stood up, and was about to leave when the thought of the cairn from this morning flashed in his mind.

"Vera, are there any rituals that require a large amount of flesh and neatly stacked monster heads?"

He paused, thought for a moment, and tentatively asked.

Although he had basically confirmed the swamp witch came from another world, that cairn still intrigued him.

"Mm!?"

Vera's gentle smile froze. She urgently and gravely asked: "Where did you see such a ritual? Did you enter the ritual site? Did you touch anything in the ritual?"

"Most importantly, did you kill anything near the ritual?"

Allen: ?

!!!

Crap! I think I did all three... Allen's pupils dilated in shock. He laughed dryly and tentatively asked: "Vera, if I entered the ritual site, touched the items in the ritual, and killed a few ghouls nearby, what would happen?"

The sorceress fell silent. She circled Allen, carefully inspecting him as if checking for something.

After a moment, she seemed to relax slightly, then asked with concentration: "Did anything strange happen at the ritual site?"

"No..." Allen also breathed a sigh of relief, but after a few seconds of recollection, he suddenly remembered something. "There was something odd. The heads stacked together seemed to be watching me."

"That's the Evil God watching you."

The sorceress's expression turned serious, repeating, "Allen, you've been marked by an Evil God!"

Evil God?

I'm only level 22!

I can't even compare to the Chief, and I'm already noticed by a god?

Allen hurriedly asked, "What should I do? What are the consequences?"

"Snap!"

A silver pendant appeared in the sorceress's hand. It was inscribed with three women, or rather three states of a woman. A carefree maiden, a nurturing pregnant woman, and a bent old crone.

Allen recognized these forms. They represented the three aspects of Melitele, the most widely worshipped deity in the Northern Realms. Allen instinctively took the pendant.

"Always wear this amulet, especially when you sleep at night..." the sorceress sternly instructed. "Also, don't use spells like portals."

Allen swallowed and dryly asked: "Is there no solution?"

Vera shook her head: "With Melitele's amulet, you won't have immediate problems, but to completely remove the mark, you need to stay in a major temple of the goddess for seven days."

Allen breathed a sigh of relief.

That's not too bad... Wait, does the Conjunction of the Spheres count as a portal spell?

If so, does that mean I can't even use the Conjunction of the Spheres?

What about the Drowner King in a few days?

I've already prepared everything.

Hoping for a loophole, Allen asked: "Vera."

"Does not using spells like portals mean I shouldn't enter a portal..."

"Or does it mean I can't even have a portal open in front of me?"

...…

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112. Good Night!

113. May the Goddess Melitele Bless Me.

114. This World No Longer Needs Witchers.

115. Witcher or Monster?

116. The Lone Wolf Dies, the Pack Survives.


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Bab 112: 112. Good Night!

"Just as long as you don't go through the portal, generally, there won't be any problems," Vera reassured.

"Whoo~"

Allen let out a sigh of relief. He could still use the Sphere Convergence.

Even if the heart essence fluid of a Drowner King had degraded, it could still boost Allen's attributes by at least five points. Most importantly, it would also add a bit of water affinity. If he couldn't use the Sphere Convergence, and if its cooldown was delayed by even a day, Allen would lose a sixth of an attribute point based on the total cooldown time of thirty days.

This would be especially painful since most of these attributes were the hardest to obtain.

"That would be very troublesome."

"Don't worry, I won't be using any portals in front of you for the time being," Vera said.

"Vera, I wasn't…" Allen hurriedly explained, but was cut off by Vera raising her hand.

"I understand. Tell me about your encounter at that ritual site."

Soothed by Vera's gentle gaze, Allen knew she didn't mind, and his mood settled down.

After carefully sorting through his memories, Allen took out the "Foglet's arm bone" from his backpack and placed it on the alchemy table. He then recounted how the Swamp Hag had cast a spell to turn into mist, how he killed Ghouls near the Drowner pile, and the Sphere Convergence around the elemental ring.

Of course, He left out the part about the Wolf Medallion and the Hunter's Codex absorbing energy.

Even though Vera had said she wouldn't read his mind. In fact, while recounting everything, Allen deliberately emptied his mind of any thoughts related to the Hunter's Codex.

This was his biggest secret and couldn't be shared with anyone.

"Sphere Convergence… Swamp Hag… the main priest of the ritual was actually a Swamp Hag?"

Vera murmured in disbelief after hearing the story.

Swamp Hags were a common type of monster, and she had never heard of one performing ritual chants.

She then picked up the "Foglet's arm bone" and closed her eyes to feel it carefully.

"Hmm~"

The Wolf Medallion trembled slightly.

After a moment, Vera opened her eyes and looked at Allen with a peculiar expression:

"No wonder you're called the Miracle Child."

"Your luck is truly remarkable. Although this magic item is a sacrificial artifact of a dark god, it contains almost no power from the dark god."

Hearing this, Allen cautiously asked, "So…"

"So I can reforge this sacrificial item into a magical tool."

Vera responded bluntly, then couldn't help but repeat in amazement: "Remarkable luck. If there had been even a little more power from the dark god in it, I would have been powerless."

Allen scratched his head with a dry laugh and said: "Do you need this magic item, Vera?"

"I can give it to you. That mist skill seems very useful."

Vera smiled happily at Allen's offer but gently shook her head: "No, I don't need it."

"For me, the drawbacks of mist form outweigh the benefits, and you should understand that well."

With that, Vera snapped her fingers, summoning the blood-red potion… or rather, the blood-red magical spirit.

"Pop~"

The cork popped open.

The liquid instantly turned into a blood mist, licking the "Foglet's arm bone" a few times before swirling around Allen and Vera like a playful child.

Allen was so frightened he didn't dare move. He still remembered those hundreds of Drowners turned into dry leeches. Mary had used the Drowner hearts from that time to make heart essence fluid.

"Don't be afraid. Red Magic is very obedient and smart; it won't harm you."

Vera reassured him. Seeing Allen still tense, she had the reluctant magical spirit return to its crystal bottle.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to resist."

"No worries, the special magical aura Red Magic carries can indeed make people uncomfortable at close range… Let's not talk about that now. Try using the mist form."

With that, Vera handed the "Foglet's arm bone" to him.

Allen took the arm bone and instinctively used Identify.

[Name: Foglet's arm bone]

[Type: Magic Item]

[Function: Can transform into mist when activated with magic]

[Note: What is stealth? This is true stealth!]

It really works!

And the item's type has changed too.

Vera's magical spirit is really powerful!

Thinking about the magical sprite, Allen instinctively touched the Mirage Pearl on his chest and asked: "Vera, do you know how to make a magical sprite grow?"

Vera shook her head and said: "Each magical spirte is unique. For example, Red Magic needs to be fed potions."

"But your Mirage Pearl clearly can't do that."

"You'll have to figure out everything about your magical sprite on your own."

"That's why I didn't tell you anything before."

Hearing this, Allen sighed, then without hesitation, He stimulated his mutated organ and quickly channeled magic into the "Foglet's arm bone."

No incantation needed.

An icy energy suddenly spread from the arm bone in his hand, enveloping his entire body.

"Poof~"

With a soft sound, Allen instantly expanded into a cloud of faint mist. Everything before his eyes turned gray. Lifting his leg and clenching his fist, He found that although he had turned into mist, he could still sense his limbs. His movement speed was that of normal walking, as if he were in another dimension that intersected with reality.

Truly amazing!

Allen marveled. Then he was "squeezed" back into reality from the other dimension.

"Ugh~"

A wave of nausea hit him, his stomach feeling like a wrung-out towel.

The novelty and excitement Allen felt were now replaced by intense pain and discomfort.

"Pop!"

A snap of fingers, and a familiar green potion appeared before him.

Allen skillfully drank the potion, his body instantly refreshed.

"You need to practice more. The pain caused by mist transformation is similar to passing through portals; your Witcher organs are too sensitive…"

Vera explained in detail, then handed him a few bottles of green potion: "The mist form duration is too short, and the pain too intense."

"Practice this skill diligently over the next few days. It will be very useful for you."

Allen felt warmth in his heart and sincerely thanked her as he accepted the potions. The bright moon of the cold winter shone like a mirror. Silver light spilled in through the window, illuminating Vera's clothes, making her look like a goddess.

It was getting late.

"Vera, I should head back now. Today was very…"

Vera shook her head, raised her hand to interrupt Allen's thanks, and seriously advised: "Don't take off the Melitele goddess amulet."

"And avoid going to that ritual site again. I will deal with it tomorrow."

Allen nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"Finally…"

Vera couldn't help but smile warmly and affectionately at the sight of Allen nodding like a pecking chick.

"Good night, Allen."

Allen paused, then smiled and bid farewell: "Good night, Vera."

...…

📢20 advanced chapters on p@treaon📢

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113. May the Goddess Melitele Bless Me.

114. This World No Longer Needs Witchers.

115. Witcher or Monster?

116. The Lone Wolf Dies, the Pack Survives.

117. The Old Wolf Watches Over the Cubs.


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