"Chew, chew it and apply it yourself." Resor threw a plant with orange-red petals to Roy expressionlessly. He looked at the other person rubbing his thighs and bent his mouth secretly.

After leaving Kaye Village this time, the bald man rode his horse for dozens of miles. He waited until the dusk was gathering, and then stopped in a wilderness.

Roy's inner thighs were so painful. When he lifted his pants, he saw that it was covered with bright red blood. His skin was worn out by the rough pants.

The health point in the template was reduced by 5 points and turned into 37. His physique was worse than that of an adult, and he had to be unable to ride a horse for a few days before his injury healed.

"I, a person who can't ride a horse, just want to ride with a pervert like the witch hunter. I'm really tired of living."

"Master Resso, what herbs are you giving me?" Roy grinned in pain and couldn't help but chewing the herbs in his mouth. The taste was good, not as bitter as most herbs, and the taste was faintly moist.

"Have you heard of calendula?" Lesowang lost a piece of dry firewood in the bonfire and explained patiently, "Analgesic to the pain and prevent wound infection. You can find it outside the town."

Roy's eyes turned and he secretly wrote down the words of the witch hunter. He was willing to embark on this path, on the one hand, for this practical knowledge, the witch hunter lived for many years. His own experience and memory were equivalent to a treasure house. He wanted to pry it out bit by bit to become the nutrients to strengthen himself.

Resso threw a few pieces of dry and hard meat, and he looked at the twilight in the distance and started chewing silently. After a while, he untied the long sword behind him, lay on the grass with his arms behind his head.

He regards the sky as his quilt and the earth as his mat, and his expression is leisurely and free. It seems that this is his home.

The outdoor life of sleeping in the wind and eating in the open is common for witch hunters.

The faint fragrance of wine swept across his nose, and Roy couldn't help swallowing.

"Can I give me a taste?" The thighs that had applied herbs were so sticky that they were quite awkward. He took the wine bag very consciously and took a sip. As soon as the wine was eaten, he couldn't help but stretched his neck and widened his eyes, and stuck out his tongue like a toad.

"What's the smell!" A strange smell of spicy and sour made him unable to help but spit it out.

Resso's face was stern, "Little devil, don't waste it if you can't drink. This bottle of wine was taken from Bowklan to Dongzhidong. Ordinary people will never have the chance to taste this kind of tribute wine in their entire lives, so they must know how to cherish it."

"I don't feel that it's so good," Roy said honestly, "It's still the fruit wine in the old captain's tavern, and the dwarf spirits are better than this thing!" He changed his mind again, "You mentioned Bowlland just now, I remember correctly, is this place in the Principality of Toustente? Have you been there? Did you see Duchess Anna Henry Yeta? Is she as beautiful as the legend?"

Tosent is where the story of "Blood and Wine" takes place later. Roy is impressed by its fairy tale-like beautiful scenery. In addition, there are a large number of high-level vampires, the ecstasy "Yun Zhen", and the beautiful face of the duchess.

"Mrs. Her husband, Duke Raymond, met..." Resor said, and glanced at him in surprise, "Little devil, where did you, a country man in Aden, hear the name of the Duke's lady?"

Tosent is located in the territory of the Nifgad Empire and has nothing to do with Aden. Resor increasingly feels that this little ghost is full of weirdness and has some secrets hidden.

"I've told the answer a long time ago, but you don't want to believe it."

The witch hunter naturally does not believe in the nonsense that predicts in his dreams.

Roy hugged his shoulders and approached the fire, rubbing his palms constantly, "Master Resor, the witch hunter is as long as you?"

"Most people will die in various battles of hunting monsters, and they will probably be less than half of them who can live to the age of fifty."

Roy smiled slightly. He knew that there was an old monster over two hundred years old hidden in the Wolf School, and other schools might be able to do so?

"Do you feel regret now?" Resor suddenly turned and looked straight at Roy, "It may be faster to go on this road than to die as a farmer."

"To be honest...a little bit."

"Hmm?" The bald giant man appeared with a faint murderous aura.

Roy quickly changed his words and said seriously, "Sorry, I've drunk too much, how could I regret it?"

"Two old guys have sent your parents to Novigri as agreed. If you dare to change your mind halfway through... The Viper School is not as many lunatic as the Cat School, but you will never be ruthless to those who dare to deceive and use us."

The meaning in Resso's tone goes without saying.

"Calm down, Master Resor, let's change the topic."

"I heard that witch hunters carry two swords with them, why do you have only one sword behind you?"

Resso's face was even stiffer, "You should understand that each school is good at different fields. The Viper School is more inclined to use daggers and poison to defeat the enemy."

Roy still stared at him without blinking. Resor spread his hands, and his tone was rarely helpless, "I guess you know very clearly. These two swords are stainless steel or meteorite swords and silver swords that can be easily held in one hand."

"The steel sword is used to deal with humans, and the silver sword is used to restrain monsters that are sensitive to precious metals?" Roy asked.

Resor shook his head, "This is too absolute. Silver does restrain some monsters, but it is more effective against another part of monster steel."

As for why I only have a steel sword behind me, do you know how much is a silver sword, even if it is not forged in sterling silver, but fine steel and meteorite silver plated? Now the situation of Viper Academy is not as good as before, and all resources need to be used for the blade, such as investment and cultivation in you."

Roy's heart was thrilled. He didn't know whether it was good or bad when he was so concerned about the witch.

"A suitable silver sword is too far away from me. Actually, I am more interested in the crossbow. Is Master Resso familiar with this weapon? Can you teach me?"

He felt deeply sorry that he had not mastered ranged weapon skills after more than a month of hunting.

Compared with melee weapons, the bow and crossbow of ranged weapons match his strongest attribute perception. By the way, when it comes to level 2, Roy added to the new skill, "observation" becomes LV2, and the perception bonus becomes 2 points.

"You asked the wrong person, little ghost, crossbow and crossbow are the weapons that the Cat School and the Bear School are best at," Resor looked at the night outside the bonfire, with deep eyes, as if he remembered some acquaintance, "I am not proficient in this thing, but I have lived for decades and can use it more or less, and I will teach you in two days."

As he said, Resso took out a bag of brown powder from his waist bag, drew a circle on the grass, surrounding the horses, bonfires, and the two of them.

Roy's nose moved and he smelled a faint sour smell.

"What kind of creature's feces is this?"

"Little devil, you have a good experience! If you sprinkle this thing with the pterodactyl feces, ordinary wild animals can't get in, so you can have a safe sleep."

Roy wrinkled his nose. The smell was better than the smell he had smelled when he was an apprentice of a butcher. But when the cold wind in the wilderness blew, he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"Master Resso... Can you stop calling me a little kid in the future? Just call me your name."

This title always gives him an illusion, as if he is still the little brat with a runny nose.

"Then you have to try to make me recognize it. I will consider changing the name at that time." Resor replied without raising his head, "From today on, you must get used to all this. If it is cold, you will be closer to the fire."

"Now, little devil! I have to teach you the first lesson of the witch hunter apprentice."

"Talk less, use your brain more, and never expose your weaknesses to others, even the closest person...shuh--"

Resor suddenly blocked his index finger to his mouth and made a gesture of silence. Roy quietly raised his ears.

"Aowu..."

The long wolf roared from far to near, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of firefly-like pupils appeared dozens of later than the bonfire.

Roy held his breath and quietly held the crossbow tightly.

The strange pupils stared at the fire and spyed on each other, but they seemed to be under some invisible suppression and were reluctant to approach the circle on the ground.

Resor outlined his fingers and drew an Akshifer seal at the horse beside him. The horse, which was originally sniffing but somewhat restless, was immediately relieved and motionless.

The roar of the wolf pack lasted only two minutes, but in the end he did not dare to rush over. He left with a "whimper" whine and disappeared deep in the night.

"The feces of the pterodactyl are very effective." Roy's mind became active. With the free super bodyguard of the witcher Reso, the pterodactyl is surrounded by the pterodactyl feces that can drive away wild animals. If he makes good use of the ready-made conditions, he will definitely be able to comfortably browse his experience in the wilderness. There are much more wild animals in this place than the woods around the village of Caye.

It means a huge amount of experience value, and there is still some fresh meat and anesthetic powder left in the space.

"Look here, little devil!" Reso's low voice suddenly rang, and the latter followed his order without hesitation.

Then an inverted double-layer triangle symbol occupied his entire field of vision. Roy was dominated by a strong and extremely sleepy feeling. When he closed his eyes, he was confused and confused.

Yasicfain maintained for a while, during which the witch hunter's lips squirmed and said a long sentence to the confused boy.

As for what I said, I was blown by the night wind, but I couldn't hear it clearly.

Then Leisuo breathed a sigh of relief, dissipated the seal in his hand, pressed the ten fingers as thick as a carrot and blew up, and pressed the boy who was lying on the ground and fell asleep.

Looking at the childish face under the firelight, the rough facial features quietly became softer.

I almost couldn't remember the last time I took an apprentice... It seemed like it was more than 30 years ago, but unfortunately the child couldn't even survive the first round of the Green Grass Trial.

Will this mysterious little devil be a little different?
Chapter completed!