NOVEL SIMPLE 77. Is It Really Necessary?
"Besides magic, what else can you see?"
Allen communicated with the Wolf Emblem using his magic. The connection point to the unknown dimension continued to release magic at a steady pace. These different elemental magic points, once in this world, began to orbit the alien magic channel, like asteroids orbiting a planet.
As time passed and more elements were released, the asteroid group showed signs of developing into a colorful nebula. Beautiful as it was, there were no other anomalies.
"I wonder what it looked like when it first appeared?"
He imagined it to be quite beautiful, but it had nothing to do with his current confusion.
"The Wolf Emblem's updated note is quite similar to the Mirage Pearl's."
Thinking this, Allen took out the Mirage Pearl and identified it.
[Name: Mirage Pearl]
[Type: Magic Sprite]
[Function: Consumes a small amount of magic to create a magic mirage and see through illusions]
[Note: Do you think illusions can't kill?]
Huh?
When did the function list gain "see through illusions"?
The witcher apprentice fell into deep thought. He had experienced the ability to see through illusions when encountering drowners, likely unlocked today, but Allen had never checked the identification information.
Considering the content in the notes of the two magic spirits, he muttered: "Could it be that magic sprites, like me, are constantly growing and upgrading?"
The more Allen thought about it, the more he believed it was the truth.
So, the content in the notes was actually a preview of the future functions of the magic spirits?
Then the question arose.
"How do I upgrade the magic sprites?"
He subconsciously mumbled, mentally communicating with the Mirage Pearl and the Wolf Emblem, but got no useful information. The Mirage Pearl transmitted a feeling of affection, like a pet trying to please its owner. The Wolf Emblem, possibly because it was just born, expressed its emotions weakly.
Allen sighed.
He had thought of a method, which was to upgrade the identification skill. Upgrading the identification skill would certainly provide more information. However, spending a skill point that could be gained every five levels on a skill that didn't increase any attack capabilities made him hesitant, especially since he didn't plan to upgrade in the near future.
"Wait!"
"I can directly ask Lady Vera. Doesn't she also have a magic spirit?" Allen's eyes suddenly brightened.
The scene of the sorceress turning all the drowners in Killer Lake into leech corpses was unforgettable. That certainly wasn't something a newly born magic spirit could do, so she must know how to cultivate them. But then he remembered that the sorceress had left Kaer Morhen ten days ago, and he might not see her again before he left to travel with Vesemir next year.
His mood slightly dropped.
"Never mind, I'll find out on my own first. If I haven't figured it out by the time I leave Kaer Morhen, I'll upgrade the identification skill."
With his decision made, Allen hung the Wolf Emblem around his neck.
He had completed the Mountain Trial.
From the moment he put on the school emblem, he was a true witcher.
Allen touched the cold, snarling emblem and took a deep breath before staring into the distance.
"Whoo~"
Winter, shrouded in clouds, brought a biting wind that rippled the calm Killer Lake. No matter how dark the sky or how fierce the wind, the lake remained clear and elegant from a distance.
According to the library records, Killer Lake had been this beautiful for thousands of years and would likely remain so. The newly minted wolf school witcher took one last look at the Elemental Ring before leaving without hesitation. The trial of the witcher apprentice was over.
The challenges of a wolf school witcher were just beginning!
...
By Killer Lake.
The return of the three witcher apprentices no longer drew much attention. All the witchers, including Letho, who still had red marks on his neck and was disheveled, secretly observed a man and a woman in the distance. Even though they couldn't hear or see the two's mouths moving, it didn't stop their curiosity. Even if that person was a witcher.
"Is that apprentice named Allen really just learning alchemy from Lady Vera?" Danthe couldn't help but ask. Remembering the aura the sorceress had just emitted, the witcher master's heart was a bit afraid. If not for the chief stopping her, every witcher here would have turned into leeches.
Yes.
The sorceress had taken out that legendary red potion and even uncorked it. They, the witcher masters, almost turned into leeches.
"What else could it be?"
"Do you think Allen could be Lady Vera's child?" Vesemir, sensing Danthe's gaze on him, retorted irritably. Danthe laughed awkwardly and fell silent. He had never heard of a sorceress being able to have children.
Vesemir, feeling a mix of fear and unspeakable sadness, lost his most promising student, whom he had meticulously taught. After hearing Hughes and the others' accounts, not only did the sorceress go mad and charge up the mountain, he also wanted to rush into the cave and kill the cyclops. Unfortunately, rationality stopped him.
Feeling the silent gazes from behind, the witcher master felt extremely distressed and stifled. These gazes came from Hughes, Letho, and Fred, his students. Upon learning that the witcher masters, including Vesemir, were unwilling to go up the mountain to rescue Allen, Hughes, with red eyes, gave him a hateful look before madly running down the path they had come from.
Fred and Bond were stunned for a moment before following closely behind. The three were then captured by the prepared witcher masters, tied to a tree. Their mouths were stuffed with cloth because their cursing was too loud and unpleasant. Now they struggled and glared at Vesemir.
"What can I do?"
Vesemir thought.
The apprentices were too naive, thinking he, the witcher master, was omnipotent. But in reality, he was also being watched closely by the other witcher masters, like the apprentices and the sorceress. Feeling the angry gazes from behind, Vesemir glanced at the three companions subtly surrounding him and sighed.
The Mountain Trial was a witcher's rite. Unless all the witchers present died, no one could interrupt before the time limit. The time limit was at least until sunset.
But today's weather…
Vesemir looked up at the clouds overhead and sighed again. If it stayed cloudy, they would have to wait until tomorrow morning to go up the mountain.
By then, Allen's bones would probably…
No, since Lady Vera cared so much for him, the chief would likely let her go at the right time.
She had that much influence. Vesemir wandered aimlessly in his thoughts. Even he didn't believe Allen could survive, even with Killer Whale to hide underwater.
After all, Old Speartip was skilled at hunting fish and drowners in the water. The Mountain Trial had no loopholes.
"But a trial that eliminates even someone like Allen, is it really necessary?"
This thought took root in Vesemir's mind, impossible to erase.
...…..
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