early morning.

The witch hunter who woke up from meditation took a look at the template and was so happy that he wanted to dance.

I collected materials for more than a month and squandered them all in one night, but I exchanged more than 600 points of experience.

Everything is worth it.

Now that the experience has been accumulated, a full recovery is ready to go, the materials for the flying lion monster green grass decoction are almost the same.

Roy is about to meet the inauguration conditions of the intermediate witch hunter—

The witch hunter).

Stage: Junior Witch Hunter

Intermediate level meeting conditions:

1. Drink the second green herbs from non-snake sects

2. Hunting magic creatures with more than 10 or stronger individual attributes

3. Obtain the normal grade mutation inducer 8/10

Collect two more ordinary-level mutants. Once you return to Nuocheng, it is time to ask Coral to preside over the second trial.

...

He stuffed Golfin Squirrel into his hood, Roy went down the tower, thinking about seeing the Wolf Sect's guys again, defeating them one by one, brainwashing and instilling ideas, and then starting with Geralt, the most sentimental one.

The four people who are worried about in the White Wolf know all of them clearly and can accurately attack their weaknesses.

Roy walked halfway and ran into Lambert head-on outside the tower.

The youngest wolf witch hunter was dressed in black vertical-collared leather armor and tight leather pants. Two sword hilts appeared behind his shoulders. His mountain-shaped hair was combed with greasy tiles, as if he was planning to go out for a long journey.

This guy kept muttering while walking on the road, and the shallow scar on his face was filled with excitement and uneasiness.

"Man, was your proposal serious yesterday?"

Did they agree?

Roy was delighted when he heard this and said sincerely, "I never lie. Lambert, the Brothers of the Witcher welcomes you to join at any time!"

"Come on, boy, you should know that I'm not referring to the Brotherhood!" Lambert shook his head, looking disgusted, "I felt so tired last night just sitting there and listening to your speech in blood."

"It's light to establish a joint organization and study mutation formulas, but I'm not a fool and I'm not so easy to be impressed! What kind of personal freedom do I have if I spend my time on these things?"

Lambert looked careless,

"I have no ambitions and no ideals. I just want to be a free mercenary who beats Quente. The brothers will have too much burden."

“There are actually easy choices.”

"Boy, don't fool me for the time being, okay?"

Roy nodded helplessly, "What did Geralt and Escar think? What did you discuss last night?"

Lambert shook his head, "We unanimously believe that your idea is worthy, but it is too radical and advanced. At this stage, it is most suitable for the Snake Sect and the Wolf Sect to maintain an allied relationship, such as gathering together every winter to celebrate each other's achievements and commemorate the death of the comrades in battle."

"To establish the Brotherhood of the Witcher, we should wait until the next stage."

But the first Northern War is coming, are you unwilling to take a ride?

Roy said something in his heart, but said,

"Time is tight, you don't realize the danger, more than ten years later..."

"Don't always repeat this trick to fool me. Who can tell the future exactly?" Lambert interrupted with a shake of his head, "If there is really danger, let's see you again!"

Roy squinted his eyes and glanced at him sideways.

It seems that only a second plan can be implemented.

Defeat one by one.

Let’s start with this smelly mouth semen that comes to your door.

"Talk about the two jobs you mentioned, the alchemist in the pharmacy shop, and the bodyguard of the rich." Lambert changed the topic, "I'm very interested."

"Didn't Geralt refuse last night? He said that the Wolf-sect witch hunter only survives by commission, otherwise it would be against tradition." Roy was curious about his position.

"That guy, Eskal and Visemir, are all old stubborn people carved from the same mold, and there are several generation gaps between us."

Lambert had a little longing look on his mean face, "But I am a young man, at most I am in his thirties older than you, and never rejects non-traditional work. I have been working for a year or two as a experiencing life, and it is absolutely fine."

"It sounds like you don't like Visemir very much?" Roy observed his face.

"To be precise, I hate that stinky old man! If he hadn't had to use accidental rules to bring me this castle where birds can't shit, I would have already carried my grandson. Don't mention him, and say back to work, you give me a letter, will you accept me?!"

"The Master of the Demon Hunter is willing to serve, so we agree! Just go to the door of the No City Dance Hall to receive a few simple tests."

"I thought I could pass directly! For the sake of killing the bears side by side, I would get a little more salary!" Lambert hooked up Roy's shoulder intimately and walked towards the castle gate. "The weather is so cold that we can move and chat as we walk."

The two walked through the training ground. In the past, the scar-faced man Eskal had already sweated heavily here, but today he was unexpectedly away.

What's even more strange is that they didn't meet a single figure along the way, and Kelmohan was so silent.

"Wait a minute! Where are you going to take me?" Roy realized something was wrong and looked weird. "Wisemere, Geralt, Resso and the others?"

"Boy, you've been lazy and sleeping for too long. The meat in the castle has been eaten up. You can't always eat the bear's paws, right? They went out to hunt together early in the morning. As for me, I have a mission!"

"Eskal took you to visit the inside of the castle, but there are many great places outside the castle. I'll take you around and move your muscles and bones by the way."

...

The two walked side by side, walked through the dark iron gate, and entered the vast snowfield.

Lambert turned around again and walked into a downhill slope in the back mountain of the castle.

"Next, we walk from behind the pond and experience a trial of Kelmohan's badge and arrive at the ring of elements."

"Where is the ring of elements?" Roy pretended to know nothing.

"A man-made magical site, or energy field enriched by chaos energy, is over two hundred years old. Apprentices who have survived the grass trial will go there for a badge trial."

Lambert turned around and looked at him.

"For the first time, the magic power in the body will be permanently enhanced and more likely to receive some 'rewards' beyond imagination. The better the talented person will get more benefits, and it will still be useless."

Roy was immediately surprised that the Wolf Sect suddenly gave such a big gift!

"Wolf School Apprentices pass the various tests, reach the Ring of Elements, and after the first meditation, they can obtain a Wolf School badge that symbolizes their identity."

"I heard from Master Resso that you have never returned to Gusved and have never been in contact with the magic site after becoming a witch hunter."

"So," Lambert smiled at him, "don't miss this opportunity!"

Roy nodded,

"But Lambert, I have to remind you that even if I pass the Wolf's Badge Trial, I'm also a Snake Treasure Hunter. I can't abandon Resor, Ox, Threat, and join Kyle Mohan."

"But it's another matter to join forces to establish a brotherhood."

"What's in my head?" Lambert turned his face unnaturally.

The two passed by a small hillside by the cliff.

Looking from the decaying wooden fence on the edge, you can see the shallow snow-covered green space, swaying pine forests, and the mist-covered hillsides in the distance.

A wide river flows into the canyon between the two mountains, and the sound of the river can be heard faintly.

"We have to swim through that mountain first, right?"

"Let's row later," Lambert jumped off a two-meter-high slope, easily like a bobcat.

Roy followed closely behind.

"By the way, boy, is the alchemist busy at work? How many hours do you have to work a day?"

"Gesved Pharmacy Store has a popular aphrodisiac formula, and its business is worse than other stores. Can you sell ten potions a day? But ordinary potions are far less complicated than potions and don't take much time."

"It must be within eight hours of one day."

"How about working five days a week? A free copy of Vivaldi Bank's commercial insurance, plus food and accommodation."

"It sounds pretty good." Lambert's face changed after saying that, "What a little vampire! Why are you so familiar with the capitalist style? I almost moved me!"

The two rushed through a wooden bridge and entered the zigzag hillside.

Two figures turned into a storm and rushed downwards as if they were racing.

Run into the clearings in the woods.

Suddenly, they were in trouble.

The pendant trembled slightly between the neck.

The six-headed, winged, ugly humanoid creatures suddenly surged out from behind the mountain wall next to them.

The sky hovered above the two people's heads, making a sharp and unpleasant scream at them.

Roycon stared at the ugliest end, and Dark Gold's pupils became deep.

Bird-body banshee
To be continued...