The Divine Hunter Chapter 5: The Witcher came into being

The interior space of this house renovated from the top floor of a tower is much larger than Roy imagined.

Combined lounge and living room.

Tables, chairs and daily necessities are all available. Wolverine and snow leopard furs are hung on the surrounding walls. On the wall above the fireplace, there is also a stuffed head of a bat-winged brain demon hanging.

Under the innermost corner of the room, there seemed to be a closed wooden door to the basement.

Roy realized that there was something going on in this inconspicuous room, and it might be connected to the castle space under the snow.

The eyes continue to wander.

Opposite the fox-skin sofa, there is a suitcase next to the wooden bed.

The wooden bookshelves on the wall behind the bed are filled with books, all of which are tomes and parchments of a certain age.

But it's well maintained.

Roy glanced at it and saw that most of the words on the spine were related to magic and philosophy - "Daily Reflection and Meditation", "Synthesian Academy", "Reflections on the Inevitable Death", "The Prophet's "Life".

There are versions in Ancient Tongue and Common Tongue.

Among them was "Magic and Mystery", which he had seen in Coral's room. Aretuza Academy used it as a basic magic textbook.

Ordinary witchers cannot use it, nor can they learn it.

Of course, there are exceptions to the perverted source of law like Old Kelda.

"Roy, Kyle Siren has not had visitors for many years, especially a young boy like you... Well, you look younger than Igsena." Kyle sitting at the desk next to the bed Da, took down a copy of "Transmission of Chaos Energy" from the bookshelf and opened it casually.

"To be precise, fifteen or sixteen years old..." Roy said calmly, "It has only been more than a year since I passed the first grass trial."

The old man turned to look at him with a surprised look on his face, "Has the Viper School improved the mutation formula? The magic aura in you is more dazzling than my incompetent disciple. I almost thought you were the direct descendant of the Grand Master of Elan. Disciple."

"Cohen, you brat, don't just talk about love. Go bring the broth from the fireplace next door. The guests should be hungry too, right?"

"Okay, teacher!" Cohen responded mechanically and quickly left the room.

Igesena was left alone, squeezing the hem of her cotton-padded coat, with her face downcast, avoiding the old man's gaze, and appearing restless.

She also took a book from the bookshelf and pretended to read it.

But with that amazing speed of flipping through the book, it was obvious that she didn't read a single word, or didn't understand it.

Roy smiled, took out the black cat from his clothes, put it on his knees, and scratched its belly.

"Without the help of mages, the formula of the Viper School has not been improved and has remained unchanged for decades. You think I am different, probably because I have a little talent for magic."

"That's not a small thing."

"It's insignificant compared to you." Roy crumpled Golfin into a black fur ball, tossed it back and forth between his left and right hands, and asked in a nonchalant manner. "By the way, you and Master Vesemir are figures born in the same era, right?"

"Well," Kelda said with a smile on her face, "They are all two or three hundred years old guys... they are not as energetic and energetic as you young people."

"Child, what is this expression? Does the old guy scare you?"

"No, I just think it's a great honor to see such a great master like you with my own eyes."

Roy regained his composure and took a deep breath, "You must be a magic source, right? Why did you become a demon hunter instead of a more respectable warlock?"

Kelda was silent for a moment. The candlestick on the desk illuminated his entranced face. The pad of the **** of his right hand traced the upper edge of the page, from outside to inward and then lifted it up. After lifting the page, he paused.

"Because of different philosophies. I agree more with the Griffin School's way of doing things, so I stayed and became a demon hunter. I dealt with knowledge every day, played with stupid students, and lived my favorite life. ."

"Whether you believe it or not, I haven't wielded a sword or cast a seal in decades."

Kelda gently pinched the page between the pad of her **** and the tip of her thumb and turned it over.

"Why did you join the Viper School, child?" Kelda said with a trace of doubt in her tone, her amber pupils looked up and down, "The mutation happened more than a year ago, at the age of fourteen? At that age, it is very important for the Trial of Green Grass. It seriously exceeds the standard."

"As far as I know, no school will recruit apprentices over the age of eleven. Your heterochromatic irises fully illustrate the difficulty of your mutation."

"Are you an accidental child?"

"This is the guidance of fate..." Roy said ambiguously, "You see, not only did I pass the Green Grass Trial without any sequelae, but I also gained some special abilities."

"In this day and age, we can still train new apprentices. The Snake Sect is so lucky that it makes people jealous!" Kelda turned another page and asked, "How many members does your sect still have?"

"It's pitiful. Counting me, there are four in total...the three of them are all over seventy years old."

"Here it comes, here it comes, let's eat something to keep warm!" Cohen walked in from the door with a big steaming iron pot, put it on the dining table, and scooped it up with a light spoon. Five plates of egg-yellow, viscous broth appeared before your eyes.

He carried a bowl each, not even leaving behind the golfers.

"Meow...meow..." The great griffon admired Cohen's equal attitude and waved his paw at him in greeting.

And Igesena took the plate, lowered her head in relief, and ate quietly and quickly.

She no longer has to be embarrassed and think wildly in front of that big book she doesn't know a word of.

"The teacher has long said that this is the general trend, the law of nature... No matter which school of thought, the number of demon hunters is declining rapidly," Cohen said sadly, "The commissions left to us are getting more and more. The less."

"The Witcher will eventually withdraw from the stage of history."

The woman squeezed his hand comfortingly.

"That's not necessarily true." Roy picked up a piece of carrot and stuffed it into his mouth, but because it was too hot, he stuck out his tongue and kept making strange breathing sounds, "Snake Pie knows many childhood friends, well... pen is like a wolf. Four people including Master Vesemir were sent."

The two Griffin faction pricked up their ears.

"Three brothers of the Cat Faction, a new member of the Flying Lion Monster School." Roy raised the corner of his mouth, emphasized his tone, and said frankly, "We are a total of twelve demon hunters, living together in Nuo City. ."

The room suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

The only sound left was the sound of Golfin waving his petite claws and wrestling with the round potatoes on the plate.

"Twelve demon hunters, living in Nuo City?" Kelda suddenly closed the book in front of her, turned the chair under her **** and faced Roy, with a row of vertical lines appearing between her eyebrows. The expression was so serious that it made people palpitate, "Aren't they twelve mercenaries, or farmers, or ordinary citizens?"

"If you two don't believe it," Roy smiled heartily, "You can go to Novigrad as a guest at any time, and I guarantee that you will be treated like a VIP!"

"Or give me a Yaksi seal to see if it's true or not?"

He's immune to mind control anyway.

Cohen exchanged glances with the teacher and asked,

"You mentioned the Witcher Brotherhood before?"

"Yes, we co-founded this organization," Roy said, "To be exact, there will be a sorceress..."

"Even members from the same school cannot gather in large numbers in one place for a long time." Kelda shook her head, staring deeply into his heterochromatic pupils, "If Geralt and the three of them were to accompany him all day long, With that old man Vesemir guarding Kaer Morhen, they will definitely go crazy."

"Not to mention demon hunters who have been instilled with different ideas since childhood, received different training, have vastly different temperaments and personalities, and come from different schools."

Roy kept a confident smile on his face and drank the broth calmly.

"Put these contradictions aside for now." Kelda tapped her index finger on the desk, "What is the purpose of such a large number of demon hunters gathering together? What are their considerations?"

Roy put down his fork.

"One demon hunter is enough to deal with a small group of elite soldiers, and twelve are no less than a serious security risk." Kelda continued, "The managers of Novigrad will never let it go."

"Not to mention there is a spell caster involved."

Igsena nervously crossed her hands in front of her belly.

And Cohen crossed his hands to support his chin, and every acne scar under his short black beard looked serious.

"The purpose of the Demon Hunter Brotherhood is very simple. As the two previous ones said, the number of monsters has dropped sharply, and the number of commissions that Demon Hunters have to support themselves has become less and less. No matter which school of thought, in the past twenty years or so, , no new apprentices were born, it seems that the demon hunters are about to completely withdraw from the stage of history." Roy smiled happily and said loudly,

"The purpose of the Brotherhood is to reverse this decline! Let the group of demon hunters develop and grow, and no longer suffer unwarranted criticism and insults from the public, and bear unwarranted charges."

"We, twelve brothers, gather together with the purpose of equality, mutual assistance, unity and development to strive for this goal!"

"As for the Novigrad executives that Master Kelda is worried about, they have already reached a cooperative relationship with us, and there is no reason to embarrass the demon hunters anymore."

"Are you involved in the political game?" Kelda's gentle temperament suddenly changed, his amber pupils glowed with fire, and his body tensed instantly.

Roy's face was calm and he looked at him with clear eyes, "Do you think helping a city deal with some security issues and arresting human traffickers is considered participating in politics?"

Kelda then shook her head and smiled, relaxing again.

"The Demon Hunter Brotherhood has established a firm foothold in Nuo City and is methodically training apprentices and improving formulas. Let the children pass the Green Grass Trial safely without being harmed by those troublesome side effects."

Roy paused and glanced slowly at the two similar people,

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you two. The Demon Hunter Brotherhood has made a huge breakthrough. Not long ago, a nine-year-old boy was safe and sound after drinking the flying lion monster decoction. The earth has passed the trial of green grass.”

"Became the twelfth official demon hunter of the Brotherhood."

Kelda's cheek muscles twitched, and she changed into a more comfortable position, crossing her chest with her hands.

Keen was shocked and straightened his back.

Only Igesena looked confused. She couldn't quite understand what the witcher was talking about.

"But if the Brotherhood wants to continue to develop, the manpower is currently far from enough..." Roy continued, "So I came here, partly to visit Caer Siren, to admire the ancient ruins, and to pay homage to a demon hunter. Pay your respects to the Master, the Guardian of the Academy."

"Secondly, I invite you two to come to Nuo City to visit the headquarters of the Demon Hunter Brotherhood and exchange some experiences. Inside the Demon Hunter Brotherhood, magic potion formulas, grass decoction formulas, and seals , equipment blueprints are all open." Roy said seductively,

"We have found a set of equipment blueprints for the flying lion monster in Velen in Temeria."

Keen's expression changed slightly when he heard this.

"If the last two are willing to join the Brotherhood and unite as one, it will be perfect. If not - Master Kelda," Roy said sincerely, "You are a profound scholar and know more than Master Vesemir." , and masters the secret method of the Griffin Sect."

"Can you contribute to the collective of demon hunters?"

"Master Vesemir is also a member of the Brotherhood."

Old Kelda's face didn't change much, she still frowned deeply, but she held the handle of the swivel chair tightly.

Keen took a deep breath and glanced at his teacher.

"No City is more prosperous than Lang Esset, with a larger permanent population. You are conducting a grass trial there without fear of being discovered?"

"Besides, where do the apprentices of the Brotherhood come from, relying solely on the law of accident?"

……

"The Demon Hunter Brotherhood held the Green Grass Trial, but they did not torture the children. Instead, they treated them as family members and never violated the laws of Nuo City... Naturally, no one discovered it."

"As for the origin of the child," Roy smiled, "That's a good question! This is an important point. The Demon Hunter Brotherhood founded an orphanage in Nok City..."

"Adopt this group of orphans who are homeless and suffering from wandering. Our purpose will never violate the chivalry of the Griffin Faction - we rescue orphans and select those who have talent, perseverance and the will. Children, participate in the Witcher Trial."

"There are currently twenty students in the orphanage, and one-quarter are demon hunter apprentices."

"One of them has successfully passed the trial."

"The number of orphans will at least double next year!"

Roy's heterochromatic pupils seemed to be burning with fire, and his tone was full of pride. Gorfen also sat upright at his feet, looking left and right with his little head, his eyes showing off.

"You may not believe it when you tell me... The main task of the Brotherhood members is no longer to travel around, collect money and hunt monsters... but to serve as teachers, train students, teach them reading, literacy, or farming, Hunting, blacksmithing, medical knowledge, alchemy and other skills."

"All children enjoy fair treatment in the orphanage, learn knowledge together, share food, and play happily, just like a lively family!"

"Even if they do not become demon hunter apprentices, they can rely on the skills learned in the orphanage to support themselves and become useful talents to this society in the future!"

Cohen imagined that scene in his mind and took a breath of cold air. He came to the five houses where Kelseren started. It was so quiet that it was frighteningly quiet. Only he and the teacher were there.

He had never seen such a lively Demon Hunter Academy, and there was a faint expectation in his heart.

But soon the teacher's constant teachings about the laws of nature made him suppress his restlessness.

As for Igesena, she felt inexplicably envious as she listened.

If she had lived in such an orphanage as a child, she might have been happier than following an unreliable father.

Maybe she has already opened a shop in the city.

Kelda remained indifferent and opened the second book "The Key to Protracted War"

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"Roy...you should know how bad the reputation of demon hunters is. How do the people describe us? Mutants who drink blood from our hair, human traffickers who steal children, and monsters who eat people..." Cohen took a deep breath. Expressing doubts uneasily, "How could any child voluntarily participate in the trial?"

"You haven't suffered the pain of wandering, have you?" Roy shook his head, "Being a demon hunter apprentice is much happier than being a street child. Besides, the reputation of the demon hunter in Nuo City is better than elsewhere."

"The Brotherhood has been working hard to reverse the public's negative impression of demon hunters, and it has initially achieved results."

This is thanks to the cabaret and the massive arrest of human traffickers that was teamed up with Eternal Fire.

"But where does your money come from?" Igesena suddenly interrupted, "Master Roy, I don't understand other places, but in a prosperous metropolis, you need to build an orphanage and give it to the children. Providing a good range of education. It costs a fortune."

"Your research on improving the formula is another huge expense," Cohen continued.

"The Brotherhood runs a small business in Nuo City...a pharmacy and a dance hall." Roy said, "There is no rule that demon hunters are not allowed to do business, right?"

"Next year, pharmacies will continue to expand."

"The money earned is enough to support our actions." Roy concluded,

"This era is constantly changing. Only by adapting to the trend and advancing with the times can we develop to where we are today!"

……

Start charity work in the orphanage, teach students, join forces with official organizations to arrest human traffickers, and run shops.

Except for the second one, which one has anything to do with witchers?

Keen rubbed his cheek, moved his lips, but stopped talking.

And Igesena, with her eyes shining brightly, completely forgot about the majestic Kelda.

Quietly hold your lover's arm.

"Roy, you are young and sharp-tongued. No wonder Vesemir asked you to come here alone." Kelda shook her head and sighed, "Why did the Brotherhood create so many demon hunters? ?Don’t tell me it’s just about developing the group of witchers.”

His tone became unpredictable, as if he was telling a hidden truth, "Three hundred years ago, countless monsters were raging in the world and all life was in ruins. Only then did mages study mutations and create the first batch of demon hunters."

“When the world needs it, witchers emerge and grow stronger, taking it as their duty to save the common people and eliminate monsters... But now, there are fewer and fewer monsters, and the people no longer need witchers, so there are no more witchers. The need to exist in large quantities...continues to develop and grow, but will disrupt the order of operation of the entire world."

"Master Kelda...Is that what you think? Demon hunters exist for others?! Are they vassals of humans?"

Roy stood up with a puzzled look on his face, and his heterochromatic pupils swept across Kelda's amber eyes.

He was indifferent.

Scan over Cohen.

He sat up straight and listened.

"I don't think so!" Roy shook his head, his voice sonorous and powerful, "Demon hunters are an independent group. Just like human reproduction, it is also instinct for demon hunters to create similar species."

"Influence the country's politics? Or become a gangster? A mercenary in the army? Neither!"

"We just want to have a united group of similar people and get rid of discrimination!"

"A witcher is a witcher!" he hissed, "Eyes like animals, possessing skills, senses, immunity, and lifespan far beyond those of ordinary humans, but unable to have children."

"Just like you, Master Kelda, if there is no need for the existence of witchers, then why did you introduce Korn into the way of witchers."

"So I only accepted one apprentice..." Kelda opened the book leisurely, "One is enough to pass on my mantle and protect Kel Siren. ~IndoMTL.com~ Roy was stunned. Suddenly, for the first time, a feeling of powerlessness arose in my heart as if my fist had hit the cotton.

For the first time, he realized that there were such incompetent seniors.

It seems that he is not a demon hunter, but a spectator of history.

"Okay, boy, don't waste any more words on me. Even if you say that I have calluses on my ears, I won't go to Novigrad with you." Kelda said, "For the sake of Visser For Mir's sake, you can stay in Kelseren for a few days..."

"I will let Cohen exchange knowledge about seals, swordsmanship, monsters and alchemy with you."

"But don't indoctrinate us with the ideas of the so-called Brotherhood of Witchers. This won't work for the Griffins."

Gulfen fell slumped at his master's feet.

Roy hesitantly turned around and glanced at Cohen, whose face was slightly red and his expression was blank, and he was thoughtful.

If the old one doesn’t work, then I’ll do the young one!