[Name: Allen]
[Level: 10]
[Health: 73%, Stamina: 190/190, Mana: 137/137]
[Attributes: Strength 12 (+2), Agility 11 (+2), Constitution 18 (+3), Perception 15 (+1), Mystery 13 (+5)]
[Affinity: Water 1]
A 13-point attribute boost—no wonder it's the Drowner King.
Once all attributes reach ten points, the decimal values disappear. However, when focusing on specific attributes, more detailed values can still be seen. Allen smacked his lips, satisfied, and took a longer look at the significant increase in Mystery.
"This means the development of my Mirage Pearl can move to the next stage, and the level of my signs can continue to improve."
The attribute boost alone justified spending all his special skill points on *Monster Hunting* earlier in the afternoon. But what intrigued Allen even more was the newly appeared "Affinity."
"Does affinity refer to elemental affinity?" Allen wondered.
Yet, he wasn't a sorcerer, and there were only a few signs. What use was water elemental affinity to him?
With questions in mind, Allen carefully felt the power surging within him as the freezing numbness dissipated from his body. The swelling of muscles, the rush of blood, Apart from feeling much stronger in terms of power and magic, there didn't seem to be any other changes. No, there was something different.
The Witcher apprentice suddenly noticed a faint coolness he could perceive in the fibers of his muscles. After carefully sensing it a few more times, he confirmed it wasn't his imagination.
"It seems... it seems a bit like the aura around the Drowner King's body..."
Allen hesitated for a moment before activating his skill.
[Monster Hunting]
In the monster hunting state, Allen's mental power fully immersed into his muscles.
"No mistake!"
"This is definitely the blessing of chaotic magic!"
But isn't this biological field something only those monsters can naturally possess?
Once again, sensing the elements of wandering water that seemed to be scattered throughout every muscle, a strange thought suddenly popped into Allen's head: Does this mean that if someone wants to kill me in the future, they will need to use a silver sword too?
…
On the top floor of the main keep. This was the reception hall of the head of the Wolf School. The head of the school rubbed his chin, walked two laps around the small mound of flesh at the center, and then asked: "Vesemir, you mean this large monster appeared suddenly?"
Vesemir nodded and said, "It was a dead end with only one exit."
"Moreover, I was blocking the entrance at the time, fending off the horde of drowners like a tide. There was no way any creature could pass by me unnoticed, especially one of such size."
"Hmm?"
"What about the drowner horde?"
Sol stopped in his tracks, puzzled. Vesemir had just arrived and only mentioned the unfamiliar monster to him. A tidal wave of drowners?
The last time a horde of drowners attacked a village was centuries ago. Now, though drowners were rampant, their numbers weren't enough to form a horde, right?
Vesemir paused, considering the head's relationship with the sorceress, before taking out the Drowner Whistle.
"No wonder it's one of Vera's creations. With just a slight noise, it alarmed all the drowners in Killer Lake."
The head, confused, took the pale bone artifact. His Witcher senses told him it wasn't a magical artifact. However, trusting Vesemir, he hesitated for a moment before taking out the medallion from his chest. Sol's medallion was different from Vesemir's. Covered in the marks of time, the round medallion depicted a heavily scarred knight returning home.
"Knight Triumphant under the Iris Flower"
That's the medallion's name, handcrafted and engraved by the Witcher Order's creator, Cosimo Malaspina.
As the medallion and the drowner whistle got closer, even when pressed together, the knight remained unmoved.
"No wonder Vera's craftsmanship is so superb. Even your medallion can't detect any magical fluctuations," Vesemir praised.
The head gave Vesemir a helpless look. He knew Vera's level. Though she had reached Cosimo's level in power, her alchemy skills were still somewhat lacking. And his order's medallion had never failed to detect magical fluctuations. It was highly likely this whistle wasn't a magical item at all. However, the head did not argue with Vesemir.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "Are you planning to return this whistle to Allen tomorrow?"
Vesemir nodded, shifting his gaze from the head's medallion, and said, "I'll give it to him in the afternoon."
"Vesser, I'll send it tomorrow..."
"Bang—"
Before the head could finish his sentence, a portal opened in front of the two of them.
"Sol!"
"Before you left, what did you promise me..."
The voice came before the person. However, as the sorceress Vera walked out of the orange-yellow portal with a forceful demeanor and saw someone else in the head's quarters, she quickly swallowed her words. Then, pretending nothing was amiss, she glanced at Vesemir.
Vesemir tactfully excused himself.
"Bang"
The heavy wooden door closed.
"Vera, have you found any clues?"
The head saw the sorceress's displeasure and asked first.
Vera ignored the head's thoughts and urgently asked: "Where's Allen?"
"Is he okay?"
"Vera, Allen is fine," Sol immediately replied, then asked curiously, "How did you know something happened to Allen?"
The sorceress didn't answer and instead continued to ask, "Was he hurt?"
"No, he's fine, don't worry."
"Allen just attended the bonfire feast in the castle hall. He should be in the apprentice dormitory now."
The head of the Wolf School wanted to pat Vera on the back to calm her down. But the sorceress dodged aside. Sol withdrew his hand helplessly and began recounting what he had learned from Vesemir.
At this moment, the sorceress noticed the mound of flesh behind him.
"Have you seen this kind of monster before?" Sol asked as he saw Vera focusing on the monster's corpse, quietly sighing in relief. He had no idea Allen could have encountered problems while hunting drowners with Vesemir, especially since they were right in Kaer Morhen. The most dangerous monster nearby was Old Speartip, a cyclops. But that one only came out to hunt drowners when hungry, otherwise staying in its lair.
Vera approached the Drowner King's corpse, feeling the faint remnants of its magical field, and said: "I've never seen such a creature."
"The magical components feel very similar to a drowner."
The sorceress circled the Drowner King once more and continued: "A few characteristics also resemble drowners."
"You said this creature appeared suddenly."
Vera stopped, sighed, and said: "It's clear it came through a conjunction of the spheres."
The head of the Wolf School nodded and said: "I thought so too, and additionally..."
He took out the Drowner Whistle and handed it to Vera, saying: "Vera, did you make this?"
...…..
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45. Where to Go?
46. The Drowner Transfiguration Spell.
47. Brewing Killer Whale.
The sorceress took the drowner whistle, glanced at it carefully, and said, "It looks exquisite, but this is obviously not a magical item. How could it possibly be made by me?" She casually tossed the whistle back to Sol. The Wolf School leader caught it, stared at the drowner whistle for a while, but couldn't see how this peculiar and eerie bone whistle was considered exquisite.
"Vesemir said you made this."
"Vesemir?" The sorceress muttered, seemingly recognizing the name.
"He's Allen's current mentor and will become his travel mentor after the High Mountain Trial," the leader paused, then continued. "Sincere, diligent, responsible; I personally selected him as the most suitable travel mentor for Allen."
Vera paused for a moment and said, "He's the witcher who lost a silver sword worth 20,000 Orens to Allen."
"17,325 Orens," Sol chuckled, "And the sword's name is Elsa."
Vera glanced at the witcher and said, "What's so funny? I remember you used to name sticks by the roadside..."
"Vera!"
"Don't bring up childhood stories!"
The Wolf School leader rarely raised his voice in front of the sorceress and quickly changed the subject before Vera could respond.
"I mentioned Vesemir because Allen told him that this item was made by you."
The sorceress remained silent.
"Vera, if you didn't make it and haven't taught him how to make it, where did he get such knowledge? Moreover, this item, which has no magical fluctuation, managed to lure out almost all the drowners in Killer Lake."
The sorceress struggled to respond, "He is the miracle child, after all, and has some unique qualities..."
"Vera, you don't need to convince me. I care about Allen just as much as you do. I'm only worried that he's being influenced by some entity."
"There aren't many entities that like to make items from bones, and none of them are safe."
After taking a deep breath, Vera's emotions stabilized. She looked at the drowner whistle in the witcher's palm. Even without any magical fluctuation, the more she looked, the more dangerous and eerie it seemed. Or perhaps it was precisely because there was no magical fluctuation that it felt so dangerous and eerie.
She had been to Killer Lake many times. If she were to make a similar item, the magical fluctuation within twenty meters would make Sol's medallion jump out.
"Tomorrow, I'll have a good talk with him..."
Hearing this, the Wolf School leader was about to nod in relief but froze due to a cold stare.
"Moreover, we are different. My love for Allen is a thousand times greater than yours. At least if I were in this castle, I wouldn't let him encounter such things!"
"Snap"
An orange portal appeared again.
"Remember your oath, Sol . If you still wish for the Ancient Sea Fortress to stand firmly among the gray mountains..."
Before she finished speaking, the sorceress disappeared into the orange light.
...
Witcher Apprentice Dormitory.
After ending the hunting state, Allen gasped for breath. Although his stamina value was still 40, consuming 150 stamina points all at once left him feeling somewhat uncomfortable. However, this was much better than in the afternoon. After lying on the bed for a while, Allen got up, quietly compared his steel sword to his body a couple of times, and then lay back down. As for the effect...
How should he put it?
"It seems like there is, but it also seems like there isn't..."
Allen looked at the blood mark on his arm and muttered, putting the affinity with chaotic magic out of his mind for now. Blocking swords with his body was still a luxury. To be like an ordinary drowner, Allen felt he needed to accumulate at least twenty affinity points. He just didn't know if affinities of different attributes would stack or be calculated separately.
After pondering for a while, Allen turned his attention back to the items in his inventory. The experience beads worth nearly 90,000 experience points were pleasing to the eye no matter when he looked at them. But this time, Allen quickly focused on the enticing treasure chests. Naturally, the eight treasure chests from the Drowner King were saved for last. He first opened the ordinary chests from the drowners.
[Ding! Drowner Treasure Chest*23 opened]
White, white, white... gold, blue, purple...
Huh?
A gold and a purple!
Loot time!
He didn't expect the drowner's treasure chest to give him such a pleasant surprise. Allen quickly focused his attention. After the dazzling golden light, his vision suddenly went black.
Hmm?
Before he could react, a drop of blood dripped from the top of his field of vision. Allen instinctively looked up and saw a blurry, grim face. It looked like a drowner, a ghoul, and a rotfiend. Its shell was oozing blood.
Noticing the witcher apprentice's gaze, the eerie blood-colored face roared and instantly started approaching him. When it was only a finger's distance from Allen, it exploded into a blood mist. After the blood mist dissipated, a blueprint appeared.
Before Allen could examine it closely, another purple light flashed. Then, a dirty heart throbbed before his eyes. As it throbbed, it turned into another blueprint.
[Obtained: Rotten Flesh*12, Small Experience Bead*8, Drowner Whistle*1, " Necrophage Oil" Sword Oil Recipe, "Drowner's Heart Essence" Potion Recipe]
"Whoa!"
Are the drowner treasure chests not living frugally anymore?
It felt like they suddenly exploded all their good items from inventory. This surprise was too great. Honestly, the Necrophage Oil recipe deserved a golden rating, but the Drowner's Heart Essence Potion being only purple was surprising. For a witcher apprentice, it was practically a divine potion.
Allen glanced at Hughes, who was still trembling, and sighed. If he had this potion during next year's Trial of the Grasses, he might not suffer as much. But tonight's dinner was also the last "proper meal." Allen, regaining focus, opened the recipe with his thoughts.
[Name: Necrophage Oil]
[Type: Sword Oil Recipe]
[Alchemy Requirement: Alchemy Level 1 (Not Met)]
[Ingredients: Dog Tallow*1, Blowball*4]
[Function: Increases damage to necrophages when applied to weapons]
[Note: Who needs a silver sword? Brew a pot of necrophage oil, cheap and convenient!]
It's the necrophage oil from the game!
But how this increased damage from the game translates into reality was unknown. After putting away the necrophage oil, Allen opened the next recipe.
[Name: Drowner's Heart Essence]
[Type: Potion Recipe]
[Alchemy Requirement: Alchemy Level 4 (Not Met)]
[Ingredients: Drowner Heart]
[Function: Increases strength and constitution attributes, restores stamina, enhances body absorption]
[Note: It's just drowner heart essence, isn't that enough?]
Enough, indeed. Can't ask for more. The drowner heart essence was perfect for a witcher apprentice, especially before the Trial of the Grasses. Allen felt that using the essence now was a bit late, wasting many attributes. After contemplating, feeling lucky, Allen quickly opened the remaining 18 Drowner King's treasure chests.
[Ding! Drowner King Treasure Chest*18 opened]
Gold...
Huh?
Whoa!
A gold on the first try!
....
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44. Did Allen Die Again?
45. Where to Go?
46. The Drowner Transfiguration Spell.
47. Brewing Killer Whale.
48. Does This Potion Have a Name?
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