The Divine Hunter Chapter 10: Reflections of the past, 0 years of obsession
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The howling north wind swept across the wilderness between mountains.
The thick gray-black cloak is quietly covered with white frost.
The eight demon hunters rushed to the old fortress to the west of the fortress, a circular building like a colosseum.
Enter through the gate and look around the dilapidated and desolate square occupied by weeds and shrubs.
The younger generation of the Wolf Faction had a confused look on their faces.
"Eskar, do you still have any impressions? We were trained here when we were children..." Geralt's face softened.
"It must have lasted for three or four years, until the Trial of Green Grass." The scar-faced man recalled the past and glanced at the old mentor beside him, "Vesemir drove us in like chickens to train in swordsmanship. , from when it’s still dark in the morning to when the sun sets in the evening...every time my buttocks and arms will be swollen for a whole day, and my waist and back will be sore. We even apply ointment to each other."
Eskar paused, and his stiff cheeks showed a rare smile, "Geralt, I remember your **** is round and curvy, especially when paired with tight leather pants."
"Cough, cough!"
"Young man, you should thank me," the old man touched the beard on his upper lip. "If it weren't for my strict training, you would have become the meal of the water ghost."
"Speaking of which, you both are my proud disciples."
"What about me? Why didn't you bring me here for training?" Lambert raised his chin, eyes unwilling, and asked sharply, "Why was it that when I was a child, I could only jump on wooden stakes in the narrow courtyard of the castle?"
"Vesemir, you cruelly deprived me of the joy of childhood!"
"This place is shabby and there is nothing to see. Besides, when you came here, I was already old and my energy was not as good as before. I didn't want to work so hard every day to come so far to guide you!" The old man shook his head, "Besides, it's not enough to have Geralt and Eskar training with you?"
"Guys, pay attention!" The bald man suddenly shouted, shouting.
Several "old customers" appeared not far away, with a burst of strange blue light and translucent bodies that changed between reality and reality.
"There are actually demon spirits in the old fortress?" Oakes was surprised. "You guys have bad eyesight. Didn't you notice it during previous training?"
"There were no demon spirits at that time." Geralt pulled out the silver sword behind him with a determined look on his face, "Could it be that just after the winter solstice, the tide of magic power had not completely faded, and the demon spirits resurrected from nothingness?"
Askar waved his sword in front of the demon spirit, "I think they are outsiders. There is something that binds them here...it must be related to the old friend from the past!"
……
Eight witchers rushed forward.
After more than seventy years of solitude, the dead old fortress became lively again, with the sound of sword blades piercing the air and the endless wails of demon spirits that made people's hearts tremble.
But it only lasted ten seconds.
Roy began to clean the battlefield.
With these five pieces of evil spirit dust, the materials needed to summon the evil spirit circle are complete.
Experience has also reached lv7 (4000/4500).
The witchers began searching the old fortress.
…
The crowd found the third adult male skeleton in a corner covered by weeds and snow.
As expected, it comes from the Wolf witcher Valin, the blacksmith and mentor who was a contemporary of Vesemir.
The last steel sword blueprint and a page of Valin's mottled diary were found under his body.
A rough description of the scene on the last day - Valin was preparing to use this steel sword blueprint to forge a top-quality steel sword. As a result, before the furnace was opened, the horn sound of thugs attacking Kaer Morhen was heard.
Then he joined the Defense Force.
Guard the fortress with your brothers and sisters!
But he is dead.
The two mages also failed to wait for reinforcements.
Vesemir knelt down and picked up the decayed bones of his comrade with a wrapping cloth.
The two garrison mages and Valin should not be exposed in the wilderness. The cemetery of Kaer Morhen is their destination.
The atmosphere was temporarily depressed.
Vesemir's figure visibly stooped. He saw the corpses of three former companions in one day, and his emotions suddenly surged.
Our homeland was invaded by a mob, and Vesemir was one of the few remaining demon hunters.
For whatever reason, two hundred years have passed and he has not been able to regain his former glory. Instead, the school has declined to this point.
He couldn't help but feel sorry for these people who had sacrificed their lives for the sake of the school.
The old man felt guilty.
The eyebrows and beard trembled slightly.
The wolf sect's demon hunters collectively fell into a slightly sad mood.
…
"Guys, there is still work to be done." At this time, Roy pressed the trembling pendant around his neck, "The thing that binds the demon spirit has not been found yet."
"There is magic power fluctuation nearby, it must not be far away."
Everyone calmed down and worked around for a long time, but could not find anything strange.
In the end, the experienced Wolf Sect Grandmaster gave a possibility.
The badge is vibrating, but nothing can be seen, and the demon hunter's senses cannot give an answer.
This kind of invisible magic fluctuation comes from the obsession of the deceased. Due to the special environment and certain unique conditions, the obsession is fixed in place.
Long lasting.
They need to concretize their obsession in some way to find clues.
Vesemir, the magic-breaking expert, used wheel-injection dust to outline a circular magic circle filled with ancient characters in the area surrounded by magic.
Wait for a moment.
Two light black, translucent figures appeared in the magic circle.
It was hazy, and only from the body shape, it could be seen that it was a bald demon hunter carrying two swords on his back, and a thin boy.
The black shadow flickers erratically, emitting echoes of the past. It's just a sentence, but it's lifelike, as if it's speaking in front of you.
"Are you holding a sword or an eggbeater? Swing the sword with your wrist, not your elbow, do it again!"
The brief words fell and the image disappeared.
The dust of the magic circle also became like pitch black charcoal, completely losing its effectiveness.
"This..." Vesemir's lips trembled. Just now he clearly saw his former classmate and friend, "Valin?!"
"You mean, this obsession came from more than two hundred years ago?" Lambert said in disbelief.
How strong is the obsession to stay in reality for hundreds of years?
"There is no doubt that it is either Master Valin or that... witcher apprentice."
……
There is more than one obsession.
Behind a dilapidated house somewhere, everyone found a second image.
Valin is still scolding the young apprentice sternly!
"You stopped training without my permission, get up and continue, bleeding is no excuse!
Tear off the bandage and continue practicing. I say you can only heal your injuries after you pass the test! ”
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"This guy is much harsher than Vesemir before! The old man will at least let us bandage our wounds." Lambert shook his head and said to himself,
"Strange to say, decades have passed, but I still remember the scene where Vesemir beat and scolded me."
The eyes of everyone present were filled with sadness.
Both the snake sect and the wolf sect have received strict and harsh teachings from their mentors.
Although it was painful and embarrassing at the time, looking back now, it seems like it was yesterday and made them feel unusually kind.
"Brothers, this is reality..." Geralt suddenly sighed, "Happiness and joyful times usually fleeting. Pain is unforgettable and unforgettable!"
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The witchers found a third reflection of the past on the battlements!
"The sound of the trumpet?"
The black shadow suspected to be Valin yelled,
"Something big has happened, hide now and wait for me to come back!
I know you have received practical sword training, but your skills and strength are shockingly low! Get behind those rocks and be quiet! ”
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"Have you noticed that there is only Valin's voice in the obsession? This child..." Seret thought thoughtfully, "He has never spoken from the beginning to the end. Is he mute?"
"He is not mute." The bald man's amber pupils glanced at the corner of the battlements, and the petite skeleton of a child was clearly visible. "He is the master of obsession, and he keeps his mentor's reprimands and teachings firmly in mind!"
Yes, I have never forgotten it for two hundred years.
The demon hunters were stunned.
Their experiences were surprisingly consistent with that of this apprentice. Decades had passed since joining the academy for training.
The person who has the deepest impression in my mind is not my lover, friend, or enemy.
It is the mentor who gave them strict guidance during their childhood!
Due to the mysterious and mysterious law of accidents, teachers and students of the Demon Hunter School have formed some kind of unimaginable bond.
Beyond life and death.
Beat time.
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Geralt stepped forward and picked up the apprentice's remains, and then a fierce light flashed in the cat's eyes.
Even after two hundred years, you can still see the wounds on the bones.
And judging from various signs, the dead apprentice had not taken any herbal medicine at that time and was considered a normal person.
But the intruder showed no mercy to him.
"It must be this child who haunts the castle. His obsession has bound the demon spirit." Geralt said, "After death, he still remembers his mentor's teachings."
"I think his biggest regret is that he failed to gain Valin's recognition and become a real witcher." Eskar said, "Let's take him back and bury him properly. According to the tradition of wolf sect witchers, Equip him with two suitable weapons. This way he can rest in peace and his obsession will completely disappear."
"Yeah."
Roy glanced at the four wolf factions.
The corners of the mouth are slightly curved.
The younger generation, especially Geralt and Eskar~IndoMTL.com~ originally did not identify so much with the witcher profession.
I don’t even want to pass it on anymore.
But today, under their deliberate guidance, they witnessed a pious soul who would remember his identity as a demon hunter until his death.
You should be touched, right?
And I got a complete set of blueprints during this trip, which perfectly verified my ability to inspire.
After returning, I can also use the name of revelation to try to convince them.
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The crowd left the old fortress carrying four skeletons with heavy faces.
Return to Kaer Morhen.
A fire seemed to be lit in his chest.
It's called sadness and anger.