The Divine Hunter Chapter 33: The end of the trial
It was as if I had a beautiful dream, and when I woke up, everything returned to normal.
Roy, who recovered from the glacier virus, vaguely recalled several thrilling contacts - silky smooth, warm and plump touch.
What happened?
Faced with all this, Coral remained calm and composed as if nothing had happened. She still teased and teased him as usual. Roy breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little disappointed. Maybe he was overthinking it.
The next step was a week's buffering time. He studied the basic theory of magic under the guidance of the sorceress for a week. Unfortunately, he achieved little results. He only had some basic understanding of chaotic energy.
After resting, the boy's body, which had been tortured to pieces by the virus, recovered and began to be infected by the third and fourth viruses.
With the previous experience, the subsequent infection process went smoothly without any accidents. Roy's immune system was transformed by the four viruses. His skin became more delicate and his facial features became more acute. The body is extremely energetic.
Then Coral used magic to condition him so that his body was in the best condition and everything was under control.
Two months and eighteen days after arriving at the Meliteli Temple, the two stepped into the laboratory through the morning dew. Today, the Witcher Trial will enter the final stage - the Green Grass Trial.
Prior to this, Coral has informed Nannick, Aurora, and the elusive demon hunter not to approach the laboratory.
If the trial fails, Roy will never be able to step out of the laboratory door!
By the way, during this period, Dennis Kramer came to Reso and brought a commission, and Roy also handed over Gurwishir to the witcher for use.
The progress of the commission will only be known after the trial is over.
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"娇——"
The door was closed tightly, and with a snap of her fingers, the four corners of the dark hall suddenly lit up with strong light, illuminating the interior of the laboratory.
Five or six empty flasks are lined up on the operating table, with cleaned items such as the spinal fluid of the fork-tailed dragon, the venom glands of the flying lion monster, the tongue of the vernacular vampire banshee, and the potato yam placed on top of them. , Plantain longifolia, Datura root and other alchemical bases. At the same time, the sorceress’s magnetic voice slowly echoed in the secret room,
"Roy, I have to remind you. The first two steps in the entire witcher trial are just to lay a solid foundation. The third step is the most difficult and critical stage. Most witchers If you fall at this step, you have to be mentally prepared for the pain that will follow."
The young man nodded with a calm expression. What could be more difficult than a viral infection?
"Before drinking the grass decoction, you have to make a choice..." Coral licked her red lips, "Based on the grass trial formula that Reso gave me, and... and Rita Nieder's " Supplementary Research on the Green Grass Trial"..."
“For the three most basic elixirs of mother’s tears, wild rye juice, and thatch juice, you can mix different concentrations of mutation inducers——”
"At the lowest concentration, weak red mutants, weak green mutants, and weak blue mutants are added, in a ratio of 2:2:1.
"Medium concentration, adding three common levels of mutants."
"The highest concentration, adding three powerful levels of mutants, including the blue mutant obtained from the ancient deer-headed spirit."
"With different concentrations, the strengthening effect is also different?" Roy pondered.
"The concentration is directly proportional to the degree of enhancement and lethality. The choice is up to you," Coral pursed her red lips and suggested, "But I recommend a weak effect, at most an ordinary level. With your physical fitness, you should be able to have a shocking effect. Get through it without danger."
"I choose strong power." Roy firmly refused the sorceress's kindness - the experience points have been accumulated, and the full recovery ability is ready to go. If you don't dare to take the risk at this time, then He is worse than a salted fish!
When Coral heard this, a trace of struggle flashed across her pretty face. The sorceress felt the pressure, opened her mouth to speak but stopped, hesitated, and sighed quietly after a moment.
The hands and fingers danced gracefully in the air. In a burst of rapid incantation, the empty bottle containing the elixir and a pile of materials rose into the air. The magic aura turned into invisible big hands and began to make the grass decoction on the spot.
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"Gudong... Gudong..." I poured in several decoctions in one breath. Bitter, astringent, fishy, sour, and all kinds of weird flavors slid down the mouth and into the stomach.
"Hiccup..." Roy burped suddenly, his eyes narrowed like bells, a flash of confusion flashed, and then he fell limply on the operating table like a drunken man, letting out a "snoring" "Snort..." a funny cry.
"Roy, how do you feel?"
Coral came over with concern, her tone slightly nervous.
"Coral... um... Rita Nied..." His tongue grew louder and he couldn't enunciate the words clearly. He hooked his hand towards the sorceress, who put her small ear to his mouth. "Here, I'm here..."
"Do you recognize, Hiccup...Geralt of the Wolf School..."
"Why do you suddenly mention this guy!" Coral Willow frowned slightly, showing an expression of disgust, and made a pertinent comment, "Isn't he Yennefer's ex-boyfriend? A **** with no sense of shame."
"Leso... is too much! It's outrageous! Stab the sword, jump back, block, roll, spin in circles... I'm not... an acrobat!" Roy's pupils were filled with confusion, and he was obviously unconscious. He was full of nonsense, "In the future...I will buy the manor later...invite him here...as a janitor...and be responsible for cleaning the toilets in the manor..."
The sorceress with a tight face suddenly stopped laughing, revealing two small dimples, and gently patted the boy's cheek,
"When I have the opportunity, I will definitely convey this to your teacher."
Roy's voice became weaker and weaker, and he unconsciously closed his eyelids and fell into coma.
Coral stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, it was so hot that it burned her hand...
"Ugh..." Suddenly he began to vomit, and food residue mixed with shocking blood foam was scattered on the ground. The strong pungent smell made Coral wrinkle his nose, clenched his hands tightly, and his fingertips trembled.
The young man was not satisfied yet and opened his eyes nervously. His pupils were bloodshot and bloodshot. "Don't... don't leave." He murmured in a dreamy voice and grabbed the sorceress's right hand tightly. ~IndoMTL.com~ I'm here, I won't leave..." A complex look flashed across the sorceress' pretty face, and she gently held him in her arms. She slowly patted his back with her other hand, her eyes covering the young man's eyes. Whole body.
The young man's body returned to calm.
However, this calm did not last long.
The body lying in her arms suddenly straightened stiffly, and then began to twitch and convulse all over the body, accompanied by unexplained screams and grunts. When the screams stopped, foam and blood began to come out of the mouth again. Foam, complexion blue and purple, pupils dilated.
Epilepsy, intermittent seizures that come back every one to two hours.
This went on for a while.
On the tenth day, the intermittent epilepsy stopped. Roy fell into a long coma, his eyes were dull, and his hands clung to his clothes, dancing awkwardly in the air like chicken claws. His breathing became hoarse and loud, and his skin was oozing with cold, clammy sweat.
Half a month later, Coral injected him with the elixir again, and his epilepsy relapsed. After the epilepsy, he started to have nosebleeds, coughing, and vomiting. The only vomit left was water and bile.
A month later, the boy's blood and sweat slid to the ground under the operating table. His hair began to fall off, first his eyebrows, and then his hair. The top of his head became smooth and he became bald.
After that, the boy was exhausted and motionless like a corpse.
The symptoms worsened over the next two days. Although he was sweating profusely, the boy's skin was dry and hot, and his pulse was steady - even slower than ordinary people.
After two months of being half-dead, a golden light flashed. On the operating table, Roy's thin body regained its fullness at a speed visible to the naked eye. He suddenly woke up and opened his eyes - dark gold vertical pupils, like a wild beast.
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End of Volume 3