The Divine Hunter

Villas in the Vizima trading area.

The changing magic lights illuminated the two men in the hall.

Kalkstein stared at a coffin in front of him with a frenzy on his face.

The coffin uses silver as the base and is inlaid with precious metals such as obsidian, halite and anti-magic gold.

In the inner layer, ten seal circles are depicted with alchemical materials such as wheel-infused dust, ether, and evil spirit dust.

In the coffin lay a male corpse, the skin was morbidly pale and bloodless, and there was no scar on the whole body.

His expression was serene, as if in a dark and sweet sleep.

"Roy, Master Roy! Tsk tsk, amazing!" Kalkstein looked shocked, looking up and down the witcher,

"How on earth did you do it? Subduing a vampire without missing a single hair? Do you have other helpers?!"

"The rescue measures I prepared for you in advance are completely useless."

"Cough, cough...Thank you for your concern, thanks to your clay bombs and silent cloak...especially the clay bombs, which directly blew high-level vampires into serious injuries, and the explosion range was extremely accurate, and the explosive power was concentrated," Roy said. Dayton, "Can you…"

"No!" The alchemist's face changed greatly, his messy hair shook, and he shook his head desperately, "All the bombs for you!"

"Not one left!"

"Because you have helped me a lot, I can sell it to you at the cost of one thousand oren each!"

Roy's face darkened.

This big profiteer kept at least 80% of his profits!

"Now let me see this baby!"

The alchemist was frightened and successfully retreated the "little profiteer", rubbed his hands, and couldn't wait to touch the corpse in the coffin. His hand was as cold as a popsicle. Scan the body to the feet.

It's amazing, the place where the light swept, immediately showed the internal structure of the body, dense blood vessels, arteries, veins, pale bones, and even between the chest and abdomen, the intact internal organs.

"It's totally different from what I expected,

I thought that his flesh and blood would be madly struggling in the coffin! "

"He's so quiet." He walked around the coffin, staring at the corpse with a strange light, "There's not a single scar on his body, and he can't find any bleeding spots inside or outside. Logically speaking, he should be a big living person, but he doesn't look like a single person. unconscious…"

He used the index finger and thumb of his left hand to lift the corpse's eyelids, revealing a bunch of scarlet and godless pupils,

"The pupils are moderately dilated, the brain seems to be hiding some kind of damage..."

He held the corpse upright again, made his calf perpendicular to the ground, and tapped the knee,

"The knee-jerk reflex is still there."

"It's kind of like a vegetative state."

"How on earth did you deal with it?"

"You are an expert, you don't even know, how did I know?" Roy naturally wouldn't reveal his secret of devouring his soul. He took Golphin in his arms and scratched his little fish gently. Stomach, said vaguely, "In short, I cut it into eight pieces with a silver sword and put it into the coffin, and it became this state."

"It seems to be in a deep sleep, and it won't wake up no matter what." The witcher took out a knife and slashed its arm, slashing the length of the index finger, and suddenly there were stripes between the two pieces of damaged skin. The blood-colored lines quickly pulled the wound together, and within five seconds, it completely healed without even leaving a scar.

"Wow, the elements are on! What a great miracle!" The alchemist said with admiration, "Such strong cellular activity surpasses most known species, including ghouls and giants."

His soy-sized eyeballs rolled, and he asked himself, "Can its internal organs be regenerated?"

"I don't know, but I think probably not. He can't replenish energy by eating. When the energy reserve of this body is exhausted, it will inevitably lose its self-healing ability." Roy tried to explain.

Otherwise, wouldn't this high-level vampire's corpse be equivalent to a steady stream of materials?

Also too perverted.

"No, it can only be confirmed through experiments. I will make good use of every drop of its blood..." The alchemist pondered for a while, and said regretfully,

"The fly in the ointment, this is just an empty shell without consciousness. There is no way to study high-level vampires in a normal state."

"Your Excellency, be content!" Roy couldn't help rolling his eyes, "If he still retains consciousness, he might summon a group of low-level vampires at some point, besiege your laboratory, and suck you into a mummified corpse!"

"That's right, now I have to preprocess this best experimental material... Do me a favor, Master, and move him to the lab."

Kalkstein glanced at him with a smile.

"How long are you going to prepare, don't tell me for a month or two?" Roy emphasized, "Your Excellency, according to the agreement, I gave my life to help you get this thing over, you should also fulfill your promise and come back with me. Nuocheng, study the green grass trial!"

"Relax, man," the alchemist patted him on the shoulder, "but before I get to Nuocheng, I have to put a layer of 'plastic wrap' on it. If this thing suddenly wakes up while I'm away for a year... Or there are some strange symptoms, such as rotting and deterioration, or spontaneous combustion into ashes! Then my loss will be great!"

Roy pulled Goalfin who had climbed to his head down, flicked its belly punishingly, and said after deliberation, "You can also take it to Nuocheng... As long as it doesn't affect the improvement progress of the grass trial, Just study it."

Roy thought of Leto and Kayan who were obsessed with alchemy,

"Actually, members of the Brotherhood are also interested in the materials on high-level vampires."

"Master also knows about witcher's decoction, right? My brothers are happy to work with you to develop and create a brand-new decoction - high-level vampire decoction."

Kalkstein pondered for a moment,

"I said that science must adhere to the principle of open communication. I accepted your suggestion. After about three days, I will take this baby to accompany you to Nuocheng after I finish dealing with the affairs at hand!"

So it's settled.

Roy temporarily lived in the alchemist's house for three days.

The alchemist concentrated on fiddling with the corpse of the high-ranking vampire.

He would regularly enter the laboratory at six in the morning, with a gentle smile on his gorilla-like wretched face, and come out at six in the evening with a look of excitement and satisfaction.

From the outsider's point of view, Roy, this wonderful alchemist seems to have some kind of abnormal bad hobby, and is having a hearty date with his "wife" every day.

He did not waste these three days.

First, I carefully reflected on the battle with high-level vampires.

Feelings and mistakes.

He seemed to be unscathed, but the outcome was in an instant. The situation is dire!

It fails for three main reasons.

This senior is only two hundred years old, and his strength is limited.

Secondly, the enemy was in the light, and he was in the dark. The witcher took the lead and launched a sneak attack that seriously injured it.

Thirdly, it takes it lightly and knows nothing about the witcher's abilities - shocking, soul-harvesting, mirroring.

And Roy understands it well.

He has all kinds of advantages to win the battle, and there is nothing to be proud of.

If they fought in close quarters openly, the witcher would have died several times.

As for the hidden danger of killing this high-sucking head-Roy devoured its soul, to a certain extent, completely cut off the connection between Gruffid and the existence in the underworld.

And this is thousands of miles north of Vicovalo.

The shadow elder is unlikely to leave the underworld so far to retrieve the body, and its most important task is to guard the "gateway home".

But Roy will still try to be careful and return to Nuocheng as soon as possible.

...

In addition to reflection.

Roy used the ready-made alchemy instruments and materials at Kalkstein's home to hone his skills.

During the day, he kept refining potions to enrich his inventory, and every night he consulted this alchemist with various difficult questions.

During the more than half a year of establishing the orphanage in Nuocheng, his alchemy training has not fallen behind.

In addition to Leto, Vesemir and Coral also gave him relevant guidance.

So far, he has mastered all of the witcher's basic potions—

Swallow, Cat, Orioles, Black Blood, White Honey, Thunder, Blizzard, Full Moon, White Lafada, Tawny Owl, Maribor Forest, Patri's Potions, Killer Whale, Water Ghost Pheromones, a total of 15 species .

Alchemy came to lv3 unknowingly.

Among them, the commonly used magic potions of Thunder and Patrice are the most proficient, and the quality of other potions needs to be improved.

Next, while steadily improving his basic potion proficiency, he should also learn how to mix sword oils and magic bombs.

...

The witcher started a brief alchemical dash.

On the other hand, after Triss returned to the palace, she temporarily took a few days off for repairs.

Depressed mood.

The high-level vampire remains dead, Triss uses ashes and blood to disguise as Kathakarn's powder to cross, and the serial killings on the outskirts of Vizima have come to an end.

But the Knights of the White Rose suffered serious damage, five people died, and more than ten suffered minor or serious injuries.

It was something she absolutely didn't want to see.

...

Triss was sleepless under the quilt, biting her lips, her sweaty cheeks flushed strangely. She couldn't help it, and she always remembered the scene where she fell into that person's arms.

For the first time, for several consecutive nights, the sorceress had a beautiful dream all night long.

There are always only two protagonists, and the scenes are only those scenes: on the bed, on the stone, on the haystack, on the moss in the moonlight...

But dreams are not as good as reality, because dreams can never satisfy people.

A warmth surged all over the body, as well as sadness, anger, and anxiety about the future, which stimulated a stronger **.

"Has he returned to Nuocheng? I should contact him, yes, I should contact him with a telescopic mirror!"

No, horny old maid, wait!

As if grabbing a life-saving straw, she quickly shifted her thoughts.

"Find Kayla and give her that diary...let her please Foltest and fulfill her wish to conceive a prince."

Although that stubborn king, there is a high probability that he will not listen to this little diary!

At that time, I have to inform the Brotherhood of Warlocks about all kinds of abnormalities in Amer Mountain.

Prepare in advance for future wars!

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