The Divine Hunter Chapter 5: Special training

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The next day, Roy began a week of "hell training" in Sintra.

Every morning at five o'clock before it gets dark, he wakes up from meditation and receives swordsmanship training from Oaks.

Compared to Leisuo, the training plan formulated by this guy is simpler and more crude-that is, actual combat, a lot of actual combat!

He disdains the use of a training sword,

"The training sword is a child's toy, and a real demon hunter can kill his brothers! So, let's do it for real!" Oakes blew at the dagger and looked at it with provocation. Roy.

His posture when holding the sword was very strange. He held the dagger behind his back with one hand, and held it in the front with the other hand. His wrists shook slightly, and the two swords rotated back and forth between his fingers, as fast as a windmill.

Of course he was just joking. Before the duel between the steel sword and the dagger, the two would put on a layer of Quen's magic shield to avoid accidental injuries if their hands were confiscated.

But Oaks never suppresses his strength, exerts his full strength, and shows no mercy!

"Roy, guess what? I won't accommodate you like a bald man! No one will show mercy in a life and death battle, even if you have a pretty face."

At this point, the young demon hunter has begun his own journey of fancy masochism...

In the yard of the broken house, there were two more figures playing "ping ping ping pong" non-stop. They collided violently and suddenly separated, accompanied by the sharp and harsh sounds of weapons clashing and dazzling sparks. .

Roy would lose at least a hundred battles every morning, and the battle would end in as little as two seconds - as soon as he took action, Oaks put a sword to his neck.

It can last for ten seconds, but this depends on luck - the opponent's movements are so fast that Roy's visual nerves can't keep up, so he can only predict the sword's position purely based on intuition. With good luck, he can guess it correctly. , you can block and counterattack once.

But it was no accident that his counterattacks only hit the air.

The competition with Oakes was a complete beating match. The boy had no power to fight back and no possibility of winning.

After the first day, his self-confidence was severely damaged, and he was completely discouraged and extremely decadent. But on the second day, he was completely numb after losing, and his mood became completely emotionless.

On the third day, he began to understand Oaks' intentions. He kept fighting and failing. He was training not only in swordsmanship, but also in combat consciousness, intuition in dealing with crises, instinctive reactions, and tenacious personality.

Compared to pure swordsmanship, the latter few are crucial to the witcher.

Roy gritted his teeth and persisted, but he had just adapted to the rhythm of being beaten. Midway through the training, Oaks changed his tricks again.

"You can't just get beaten. I have also arranged other projects for you. Do you see the pile of equipment in the yard?"

"You mean the wooden stakes, the spinning dummy, and the sandbags hanging on the paulownia trees?" Roy had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Yes, Serrit and I spent a month in advance to prepare this meeting gift specially for you!"

"Are you surprised?" Oakes grinned, showing his white teeth, and his lean cheeks under the hood revealed a gloating smile, "Every apprentice of the Snake Sect must go through this and rely on them to practice their balance ability. And reaction speed. You will not get used to it at first, and you will suffer a little injury, but men are more attractive if they have more scars! In short, Roy, don’t live up to our good intentions."

At this point, the rookie of the Viper School has a few more projects, jumping on the twelve tall wooden stakes in the yard. At first, he often accidentally fell to the ground, almost breaking his bones, but Gradually, his movements became more and more skillful, and his footsteps became like a cat's. The landing was light and silent, precise and stable.

As for the spinning dummy and sandbags, Oakes personally operated them - Roy stood in the center of a pile of equipment, constantly dodging and dodging in the face of sandbags and wooden stakes coming from all directions.

Essentially, I was still beaten.

After being beaten, he continued to release the seals until all the magic power was consumed.

At the end of the morning, his body was completely covered with bruises, his skin and armor were all bruised, his face was swollen into a pig's head, and his brain was still a little dizzy due to the depletion of magic power.

Serrit sat side by side with him in the yard, looking at the gloomy sky and taking a nap.

"Don't act like you've been wronged, just smile!"

The young man forced a smile and immediately grimaced in pain.

"That's right! Roy, you must not imitate those two guys and keep a straight face all day long!" Oakes winked at him, "Look, the life of a witcher It's so boring, training, commissions, fatal commissions... We should have more humor and find some fun for ourselves, otherwise we may die suddenly one day."

"Before death, if there are no joyful and happy memories, then life will be a complete tragedy!"

"Yeah!" Roy agreed with this.

Ochs smiled brightly, happy to be recognized, "Look, although I am very handsome..."

"Well, actually you're not ugly..." Roy's bloated pig head faced Oaks, looking at his simple appearance that was carved out of the same mold as Serrit - if he changed into simple clothes, he would be an honest man. Farmer.

"Although I am handsome, I am also very humorous..." Oakes seemed not to hear his irony and continued to show off, "In my youth, I impressed the hearts of many aristocratic women with my outstanding sense of humor. Do you know how obsessed they are with me?"

"Crying and shouting to give me a baby! But we can't have children. After living happily with them for a while, I had to endure the pain and give them their freedom!"

In short, under Oaks's unique training and endless nagging, Roy was in pain and happy.

He can feel that he is slowly improving every day. This is not an increase in attributes, but a fighting instinct, which can only be effective in actual combat.

……

After the swordsmanship class, it was Lei Suo’s alchemy class every afternoon.

Before this, Roy had only two types of alchemical potions, calendula potion and paralysis poison.

After passing the Green Grass Trial, he unlocked his magic power and could try to refine the potion.

"Starting today, I will teach you three of the simplest and most commonly used magic potion refining methods, the swallow to restore life, the thunder to enhance muscle strength, and the Patui potion to increase the strength of the seal..." The bald man with amber eyes He glanced at the young man's face and said, "Little devil, tell me the formulas of the three potions."

"The three potions are all based on dwarf spirits," Roy replied without thinking, "but the swallow needs five ounces of celandine and four ounces of water ghost brain..."

"Thunder...Two ounces of Pleurotus phalloides, one ounce of Andraeger embryos...do we have this material?"

"There happened to be someone selling in the market this morning. A guy who didn't know the trade and didn't know where he was was lucky enough to pick it up in the wild. He treated it as a honeycomb and sold it at a low price... By the way, it's money to purchase alchemy materials. You have to repay me, and you can't use my private money!" The bald man said seriously, his expression still a bit nervous.

"Okay..."

"Huh—continue, the recipe for Patri's potion!"

"...Five ounces of flea dust, one ounce of evil spirit dust."

"Specific configuration method..."

"Now pay attention to my movements, I only give you one chance, memorize the whole process, and then copy it..." The bald man said, and began to stand in front of the stove-like alchemy platform to show off his skills. Mouth out the key points of each step.

"The first is the swallow potion... Take out five ounces of dried celandine flowers, add them to a sand bowl, and crush them with a pestle... Remember not to crush them too much, and hold it with almost half the strength of holding a sword. Pound the medicine pestle four hundred times... After processing, put it on a plate and put it aside to rest..."

"The smoked and dried water ghost brains are ground into powder, which is almost as fine as the flour ground in the mill... Before starting this step, add half of the dwarf spirits to the iron pot to make the base, and light the fire to heat..."

Leso's broad latissimus dorsi muscles sometimes contracted and sometimes relaxed, and his muscular arms flexibly performed a series of dazzling movements.

After a variety of herbs were mixed in the iron pot, they were heated for another round, and the liquid was put into the bottle.

Lesuo sat cross-legged on the ground, placed the potion bottle in his arms, and through physical contact, infused magic power into the potion bottle to reconcile the properties of the medicine.

"The magic power consumed to reconcile the potion is only one-tenth of the magic seal, and it cannot be released at once. The flow of magic power in the body must be slow and detailed enough... Otherwise, not only will the potion not be able to activate its properties, but it will be completely destroyed. ”

For a moment, under the light of the fire, the bald man lifted up a bottle of emerald green long-necked bottle, and the swallow declared it finished!

……

Among the three types of training, alchemy is the one that Roy is most familiar with. He has been tortured twice before, and he is familiar with it this third time...

After the Green Grass Trial, his agility attributes were greatly improved, which in disguise increased the flexibility of his hands and body coordination.

Being able to weigh herbs, process alchemy bases, and use various bottles and jars of instruments becomes increasingly smooth and comfortable.

Basically there will be no low-level mistakes such as taking the wrong amount of medicine, not cooking at a high enough temperature, or overheating.

After the Leisuo exercise, Roy recovered a bottle of swallow potion after only ten failures and when his magic power was exhausted.

Although the quality of the first finished product was worrying, the effect was less than one-third of Leisuo's.

But compared to the past, when it took several days of painful practice to achieve success, it is already a huge improvement.

It took him two days to master the Swallow potion, and the next Thunder and Patri potions were also in order, without any accidents in the process.

Roy's alchemy skills were slowly increasing, and he began to enjoy this feeling.

The only problem is that the potion alchemy costs too much. In about a week, the total cost of materials exceeds three hundred crowns, and at least 80% of them are wasted!

……

After the alchemy class and dinner, it was Seret’s turn to give a comprehensive knowledge class.

At first Roy thought that this gloomy man would give a lecture based on the thick tome "On Biology".

But on the contrary, Seret taught directly from the script... Every time he talked about a kind of monster, he could always give specific and interesting examples.

Usually it is a slight modification of his own experience.

"I memorized the two pages yesterday well. Let me test you again...the most obvious weakness of water ghosts and evil ghosts?"

"Water ghosts can't see far, evil ghosts can't see clearly..." These are Roy's personal experiences, and they are still fresh in his memory.

"Very good, it seems that Retho has taught you some simple basics..." Seret said with a smile, "Let's take more advanced knowledge, trolls, not ice trolls or forests. Troll... A troll is a strong humanoid creature, bloated, covered in hard muscle armor, almost invulnerable, and so powerful that it can easily rip off human arms and heads and stuff them into their butts.”

"Boy, what should you do if you encounter a troll?" Seret's amber eyes glanced over,

"Run away!" Roy blurted out. With his current strength, there is really nothing he can do against the troll. If he can't defeat him, he can still escape, right?

"Stupid! An overreaction can only make the troll feel threatened and launch an attack!" Seret shook his head disdainfully, "You can lift your legs only twice at most, and the troll will use its specialty, throwing stones to smash you. bones!"

"Then, dear Teacher Seret, what should I do?" Roy bowed his head humbly, with a very low attitude.

Sure enough, the other party followed this trick, straightened out his red hairband, and walked with his head held high, "Although the troll has good fighting power, it has a stubborn mind and slow reactions. You have to take advantage of this... If If you accidentally encounter them, the best way is to stop moving, lower your body, and cover your head with your arms. If you do this, the trolls are likely to treat you as a stone and will not attack."

"You can sneak away while it is napping and purring!"

"Um, are you sure this will work?" Roy expressed doubt, "Wouldn't they break your limbs and throw them into a big iron pot to stew into broth?"

"Of course, I tried it myself. It was an unforgettable experience. I was eighteen years old and had just left the great Gusweder..." Seret said with emotion, "One time when I was dealing with ghouls in the countryside. I was a little injured, and on the way back, I accidentally encountered a troll by the wooden bridge."

"I disguised myself as a stone and hid. Later, I deceived it three times in the same position and with the same posture. I was also curious at the time, how could such a stupid humanoid creature exist in the world?"

"The fifth time I couldn't hold it back, I raised my hands and slowly walked over to talk to it..."

"You communicate with a troll?"

"Yes, trolls can also talk people's words, but they have limited intelligence and bad temper. In summary, they are just a little stupid."

Serrit emphasized, "If you want to communicate with them, you must know the art of speaking, and you must be quick-thinking and courageous enough! You must not show any nervousness, otherwise they will think you want to sneak across the bridge. , beat you into a meat pie."

"What did you and the troll talk about at that time?" Roy asked in a daze,

"He gave me a detailed introduction to the steps of building a bridge in the countryside and how to cook cave mushrooms, and I taught him how to count on his fingers," Serret said. "Trolls usually only count Within five, and I taught it to count to ten using its fingers."

"It was extremely happy at the time. I guarantee that as long as I send out an invitation, I can get a friend and subordinate, a thug, or a bodyguard. The trolls don't understand the concept of betrayal at all, so their loyalty is unquestionable."

"Unfortunately, I really can't find a place to put down that huge beast, and its appetite is too big for me to feed."

Roy swallowed and asked, "How on earth did you get involved with the bridge-guarding troll?"

"About this, I wrote an article "How to use words to trick a simple troll", which explains the whole process in detail. Are you interested in listening?"

"Of course, I'm happy to!"

……

After popularizing the strange behaviors of trolls, the sky darkened. Seret and Roy sneakily left the gate of Sintra and entered the wild.

Detection, tracking, and hunting are also the areas of his teaching.

Because witchers often live in the wild, some survival and hunting skills are very important. Roy had already received guidance from Lei Suo on this point, but Seret taught him more carefully... He got to the point in just a few words.

Initially, there were several methods of making traps: for catching river fish, catching birds, rabbits, prairie dogs and other small animals. Made from materials readily available in the wild, such as vines, branches, and fallen leaves. Set traps every night and if you are lucky the next day you will get something.

Then demonstrate how to use the witcher's senses to select targets based on urine, footprints, hair, and feathers found in the wild ~IndoMTL.com~ and track slightly larger prey for hunting.

Finally, the prey is captured, the skin is removed, the internal organs are removed, and spices are applied to make a delicious barbecue.

"Boy, when we work together in the future, you will prepare the food...so practice your barbecue skills." Seret said with peace of mind while chewing until his mouth was full of oil.

"Why?"

"This is the tradition of the Snake sect, the youngest is responsible for chores!"

……

Among the three courses, the comprehensive knowledge taught by Seret is Roy's favorite. Not only is it interesting, but it can also hone crossbow shooting skills and earn some experience. It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone.

He is about to fall in love with the gloomy Seret, if the other person is a woman.

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