The Divine Hunter Chapter 31: Karl’s Trial

A touch of fish belly white appears on the sky, and the cool morning breeze blows through the dense alder forest, the lush grassland in the forest, several evenly distributed farmland outside the fence, and the emerald green leaves covered with dew, infusing tranquility and peace. Gawain's House.

Karl, who was sitting in the yard, took a deep breath.

The smell of spring buds breaking through the soil filled the nose, as well as the smell of charcoal and rich barbecue that had not been blown away by the wind.

The bonfire party last night is still vivid in my mind.

The friends held hands and formed a circle. Accompanied by the melodious lute played by a famous music master named Dandelion, they danced and played happily, filled with laughter.

Recalling this scene, Karl raised the corner of his mouth, and a trace of pleasure could not help but appear on his childish little face.

Then he seemed to think of something... he lowered his eyes and frowned, showing a trace of uneasiness and fear.

"Carl, my best brother, why are you up so early on your day off?" Monty muttered, rubbing his eyes and sitting down next to him, and hugged his shoulders affectionately, "The one with the frowning face is Aren’t you reluctant to leave us and unable to sleep all night?”

"How about I talk to the teacher and don't let you leave Gawain's house to participate in some special training."

"That's right, Karl, staying at home is just like exercising. Why...what do you say, seek far away instead of near?!" Akamtom left the bedroom at some point, sat down next to him, and licked his dry lips. .

Lloyd, followed by Chanem, walked into the courtyard.

The five-man team of reserve demon hunter apprentices gathered.

"It would be too boring if you were missing from daily training," Chanem brushed his head, a bunch of black hair that stood out from the crowd, with a sigh on his face, "these guys are quite limited in their level and talent. Training with them , I can’t feel any pressure, so I have no motivation to fight.”

The three friends suddenly bared their teeth and made threatening expressions.

"Look at your pretty little face..." Lloyd blinked his light blue eyes and said regretfully, "If you leave, those yellow-haired girls will no longer peek at our training so diligently. ”

"80% less fun."

"As long as you stay, no big deal," Monty took a deep breath, his brown hair swaying slightly in front of his forehead, and there was a trace of hesitation in Cornflower's eyes, as if he had made a great determination, "No big deal. I won’t steal women from you in the future.”

"I..." Monty's mouth tightened, and he was so sad that he almost cried, but he finished firmly, "When you and Vicky get married, I will be your flower girl!"

"That's right, let's give up the competition and not steal the bride from you!" The three little guys agreed, putting their hands on the shoulders of the people around them, and their heads bunched up in the middle, like interlocking iron chains. It seems that by doing this, the relationship between them will become closer.

"How can you be reluctant and humble when it comes to love? Haven't you seen how Mr. Roy pursued Mr. Rita..." Karl shook his head with an old-fashioned tone.

"Did you see it?" The four children's eyes suddenly lit up with curiosity on their faces.

"One time when I got up to pee...uh...accidentally I saw...the two of them walking into the woods at night...and then there was the purr of a wild cat."

"Later I discovered that it was like this for several days in a row...this is called romance! I guarantee that in that woods, Teacher Roy would recite love poems to Teacher Rita every night."

"Always fighting with bare buttocks..." He muttered imperceptibly, "This is how I conquered her."

The four children who were listening opened their mouths, suddenly understood, nodded heavily, and seemed to have benefited a lot.

"So what you win with your own charm and strength is true love, otherwise it is false love." Karl said seriously, like a leader, patting the back of his companions' necks one by one, "You are sincere. I accepted it...but I have to leave!"

"But don't worry, I will be training outside for half a year at most."

"In the next six months, I will usher in the most important turning point in my life...uh..." Carl tilted his head and typed for a while, "As long as I survive the suffering and torture, I can transform like an ugly duckling. Become a white swan."

"But you are not ugly?" Monty was puzzled.

"Shut up and don't interrupt! By then, I, Karl, will definitely advance in strength by leaps and bounds. I will remove the reserve from my name, and I will become a genuine demon hunter apprentice." Karl joked, "Don't You're lazy, I've fallen behind too much."

"Lions are destined not to be friends with domestic cats!"

Akatom asked curiously, "What if I don't make it through?"

After a long silence.

"Shut your crow mouth! What if!"

Several pairs of dirty little hands instantly covered Akamtom's mouth. His eyes rolled white and he almost couldn't hold his breath.

Karl looked at his companions who were having fun, turned his head amused and moved, and his eyes narrowed——

Beside the black-clothed bedroom window, a pair of shining eyes quietly appeared——

The seven girls in the orphanage, as well as the fat aunt, are all paying attention to him secretly.

The eyes are full of reluctance, concern and blessings...

Everyone, is this a farewell for me?

At this moment, the cat vulture quietly appeared beside him.

This time, the demon hunter did not hit his disciple **** the dented forehead, but rubbed his messy hair.

"Are you ready, little monkey?"

There was a rare warmth in the cold tone.

Karl nodded and shouted to the children around him.

"Just wait, guys, I will return victorious!"

A crystal fell from the corner of my eye.

The child waved desperately, "Goodbye, Carl!"

……

The laboratory under the Temple Island had just concluded a dangerous trial not long ago, but a second trialist was about to arrive.

It is still the well-equipped, spacious and bright alchemy room.

The cat sect apprentice sat on the operating table with his thin body naked and an anxious expression, looking left and right, looking like a frightened little animal.

Although he had already swallowed the prodrug and experienced life worse than death more than a dozen times.

But it’s still inevitable to be nervous when things get tough.

The cat vulture patted his shoulder comfortingly, and opened a thick record with the other hand, which recorded the data of Karl's physical examination.

The remaining nine demon hunters were standing by a wall covered with stalactites not far away, with their hands folded across their chests and their necks stretched out without saying a word. Their faces were more or less nervous, and their tempers were the most direct. Lambert and Oakes were even more excited and did not dare to breathe.

Rita Nieder selected a small black bottle from a large array of bottles and cans, pulled out the cork, and a strong and pungent smell of hormones filled the entire secret room.

Roy next to him took the bottles cooperatively and stacked them neatly in an iron box.

"Karl's physical fitness is very good, and his training during this period has been very effective."

"As long as he cooperates with me, well, the passing rate is not low." The sorceress paused, "If you are really unlucky, don't you have a golden oak fruit...double insurance, enough to keep him alive."

The cat vulture lowered its head with an ugly look on its face.

After taking the fruit, Carl will lose his memory.

"Masters, I've said all that needs to be said. I'm ready to work... Why don't you go out?"

The sorceress put down the small black bottle, picked up a small green bottle and shook it quickly under the light.

The demon hunters remained motionless, their faces full of reluctance.

The sorceress turned her back to them and rolled her eyes, her fiery red hair swaying lightly on her shoulders,

"What are the pestles like a row of wooden stakes doing there? Let Carl do a roundabout run to warm up before the trial? Don't you think it's too crowded? In case you knock over some important equipment, solution."

"The little guy is in trouble."

"He will stay and help..." The sorceress showed a charming smile to Roy, her blue eyes turned away and became solemn, "As for you, all go away, do what you have to do, don't stay It’s getting in the way here!”

"No!" Furius stood up and emphasized sternly, "Rita Nieder, Karl is my apprentice, and I can only accompany him in suffering!"

"I must stay close and participate in the entire Green Grass Trial!"

"Do you understand the rules? I am the host of the ceremony. I have the final say here!" Rita Nieder refused to give in. "Otherwise, we will not be responsible for any accidents during the trial!"

The cat vulture's breath was stagnant, and he gritted his teeth and turned to the young demon hunter with a pleading look on his face.

Roy sighed, "Coral, or let the cat vulture stay."

"The old man has some experience with the Green Grass Trial," Vesemir helped from the side. "Ms. Rita is ready to take the first step, injecting Karl with blended hormones and hormones?"

The sorceress nodded lightly.

"As far as I know, this step does not require an extremely quiet environment."

"On the contrary, when Carl, the kid, stimulates adrenaline, he needs the right person to guide him and vent the excess energy in his body. The more noisy, the better."

"Please believe us, the witcher is the best sparring partner!"

"We promise not to cause trouble!" Seret said sincerely, "Let us stay."

Several pairs of beast-like pupils looked at the sorceress.

The expectation is as strong as the dazzling sunshine.

Obviously, all witchers attach great importance to this child's trial.

The sorceress remained silent and walked straight to Karl.

"Endure the pain, kid."

"Yeah." The boy sat up straight nervously.

She opened her arms, cast a spell, and quickly sketched out complex gestures with her fingers. The crystal clear liquid in the bottle flew into the air, turned into a thin needle of cow hair, and plunged into the boy's chest.

At the same time, the colorful light from his fingertips poured into his body crazily.

The latter was shocked.

A strange color of blood appeared on the delicate and pale cheeks, and then spread to the neck and the whole body.

He exhaled hot air from his nostrils, clenched his fists suddenly, and jumped up from the operating table.

Thumping his chest with excitement.

My skin was red as if I had been soaking in hot spring water all day.

The sorceress crossed her arms and turned to the crowd, raising her chin proudly,

"Since you strongly request it, I will leave him to you for now. I have to go out with Roy!"

"Enjoy the world between us and don't be in a hurry to come back!"

The cat vulture responded hurriedly, looked around, and quickly selected a medium-sized training ground, in the corner where the evil spirit stone sculpture was originally placed.

"You're in luck, little Carl..." Oaks said with a smile, "Ten teachers provide personal guidance, and the emperor doesn't get this kind of treatment."

"That's enough, a bunch of idiots! He is my student, so of course I will take care of him! You should go back and take care of your children at home!"

"Relax, man, Lord Gawain is here to help take care of the family." Kyaen raised the sunglasses on his nose and rarely joked, "And how do brothers distinguish each other? Your disciples are mine. Disciple."

"We have an obligation to help him survive the Trial of Green Grass!"

Next, a group of strong men exuding a tough aura surrounded a thin boy, taking turns with their training swords, spinning him around like a top.

From time to time, it is used as a human-shaped wooden stake, allowing him to fly and jump on his shoulders, and swing the wooden sword with incredible speed!

Sweat spilled.

The men smiled brightly and seemed to be back in their childhood, playing with tin soldier toys together.

Karl, on the other hand, had stars in his eyes, howling and screaming, but he was full of fighting spirit, like a little wolf cub who would never admit defeat.

……

The sorceress quietly took Roy's hand, waved her fingers in front of her, and the light of magic flashed through her fingertips. A portal full of air vortices opened in front of her, and the two of them jumped into it lightly.

In an instant, the world changes.

Teleport from the laboratory under the temple island to an old wooden ship.

The wooden boat floats alone on the endless blue sea, with the rough sea breeze blowing, and seagulls circling overhead, calling "Oou" incessantly.

"Coral, do you regard this ship as a positioning target?" A trace of doubt flashed across the dark gold and silver gray eyes of the demon hunter. "Aren't you afraid that the waves will destroy it and the two of us will turn into drowned rats immediately?"

"This ship is half a creation of magic and is not that easy to damage." Rita Nied grabbed his hand and twirled his fingers playfully.

"And you don't want to be a drowned rat with me?"

"It's what I asked for." The witcher kissed the back of her hand.

"Actually, it's so noisy in the laboratory that it will last for a while before Carl can release all the hormones in his body... We have to hurry up and create some good memories." The sorceress stretched her body like a mermaid on the reef, She leaned against him and snuggled lazily in his arms.

The glistening water flashed in his eyes.

The witcher slowly explored her hair with his hands, smelling the wonderful fragrance on her neck.

Not hiding the light in his eyes.

After the second mutation, the physical constitution exceeds 20 points.

His energy was so high that it caused some trouble.

"Karl's trial of green grass will take at least three months, maybe even half a year... During this period it will be difficult for us to meet each other. We can only get together once a week... on every Sunday, do you understand?"

"Well..."

"You are not allowed to break the appointment!"

"Then I also have a request. No matter who you are hosting trials for in the future, you must keep an appropriate distance from them." Gold and silver pupils stared at the sorceress seriously.

Dangerous possessiveness.

Rita Nied's meticulous care during that month also made him understand her true feelings.

The latter covered her red lips and giggled, caressing his cheek affectionately, her hair sliding over his lips, her eyelashes flickering like fluttering butterflies.

"Why are you looking at me with such strange eyes? Coral, why don't you answer?"

"Because I'm thinking about what kind of surprise can make you feel at ease." The sorceress smiled slightly and posted it.

"Uh...ah..."

"I feel relieved now. Let's get to the point, Coral, do you know any other sorceresses or are familiar with them?"

"Why do you ask so suddenly?" Rita Nied's eyes flashed with caution.

"Don't get me wrong, in fact, men can do it too... I feel that since there is only one warlock in the Brotherhood, it would be too much work for you to preside over the Green Grass Trial by yourself... As a result, there is no extra time between us."

"Gee, you little scoundrel, are you planning to deceive other spellcasters? It's quite beautiful to think about." The sorceress lay in his arms and looked back with a smile, "I know a lot of well-known and unknown sorcerers, Margarita, Keira Metz, Yennefer, Tisaya, Triss...the little witch Casca you saved..."

She listed more than ten people in one breath, and at the last moment she paused, shining her bright eyes on his face, "Do you want to go see Casca?"

Roy hesitated for a second and shook his head decisively, "She has her own life."

Wait until she grows up.

Rita nodded with satisfaction, stroking his forearm rhythmically, like stroking a cat, "Except for me, there is no way that other warlocks can compete with the so-called Witcher Brotherhood...for now...not Cooperate with a top-notch organization. Not to mention you can afford to hire a second warlock?"

Roy was lost in thought.

In fact, for more than a month, Rita Nied did not receive any salary from the fraternity. Firstly, the compensation given to her by Queen Aldiko of Kailac was enough to last for several years. Secondly, she did not want to work in the fraternity. There are too many interests mixed into this pure relationship.

Roy was also forced to take a bite of soft rice.

However, during this period, a lot of money was spent on the orphanage, two grass trials, and formula improvement, mainly the latter two.

Based on the monthly income of the two shops alone, it is no longer possible to break even.

Not to mention that there are many plans to spend money, such as the improvement of weapons and equipment and the purchase of some important equipment, which have not yet been put on the agenda.

Hiring another warlock requires careful planning with the two shapeshifters.

"Don't be too ambitious... In just one year, the number of demon hunters has tripled and an orphanage has been opened, which is already amazing." Rita Nied comforted her softly.

"Sooner or later there will be a second caster, but the next energy should be focused on Karl, do you understand?"

"Well, Carl, to be honest, can IndoMTL.com~ guarantee success?"

"Not sure. You were close to fourteen years old when you participated in the trial, which is seriously overage. Carl is only ** years old and is just the right size. The green grass trial will transform him more than you, which means the risk is greater. ."

Do older mutants deserve to be discriminated against?

Roy shook his head.

The sorceress continued, "Besides, Karl is not as good at 'creating miracles' as you are. He wears many hats: a prophet and an animal tamer. His body is inexplicably sparkling and can heal all scars."

"Enviable...I promise, sooner or later you will be willing to tell all your secrets!"

"Then you have to continue to make me feel at ease."

"Uh-huh." The sorceress looked eagerly and bit her lower lip.

Under the indigo sky, the waves on the sea were rough, and the narrow wooden boat drifted freely, gradually bumping and shaking violently.

A long, long time.