Chapter 1119: Talent (4200 4400 Supplement)

Kadi Village.

Aaron carried a deer on his back, walking into the village all the way while greeting the people in the village.

"Zoro caught prey again?"

"Truly impressive."

At this moment, his identity was the middle-aged hunter Zoro, with slightly graying temples and a face weathered by the vicissitudes of life.

Aaron took the deer and walked straight through the village, stopping on a small hillside.

At the top of the hillside, a wooden house had been built, surrounded by a fence made of tree branches, with many herbs planted inside.

Aaron untied a pheasant from his waist and handed it to the village girl: "Ellie, roast the pheasant... hmm, don't make a pie, use the method I taught you, chop the pheasant up, and stir-fry it with wild vegetables..."

"Can do, can do!"

"What kind of person do you take me for? By the way, why are you saying so much today?"

【Genetic Ability: Blood Surge, Blood Manipulation (Single Target)】

【Profession: Demon Hunter (Master Level)】

"Back then, Ellie probably sensed Chaos in six months, which was already classified as seventh-grade talent..."

After all, his time was infinite; even if he took the wrong path, he had the qualifications to come back and walk it again.

Back then, it was not the bloodline of those Royal Families or great nobles, but rather a matter of chance, a genius who stood out among commoners and was lucky enough to pass the assessment.

He naturally knew deeply the principle that his capital was insufficient, and the 'Wraith Flower' that might impress a Warlock in his plan had not even been cultivated yet.

On the desk nearby, there was also a letter.

Aaron smiled and agreed immediately.

Iris lay on the bed, having passed away peacefully.

"Do you remember the pattern I taught you three years ago because I couldn't stand it anymore? That is a tool for testing talent; although it is relatively slow and blurry, and far less simple and accurate than the methods of a Formal Warlock... but those who possess talent, even the worst tenth-grade, can gradually sense the Chaos Power in the void by imagining this picture."

Every step of this was very difficult; one only had to look at Iris to know.

"Finally, please cremate my corpse into ashes, then find a desolate place to bury them properly. As a Warlock Apprentice, I am not sure if I will become a reanimated corpse after death, or if my body will become a source of pollution, or turn into an Evil Spirit... haha, this is not a joke."

Aaron's expression was unreadable.

Aaron walked out of the wooden house and saw Ellie, who looked anxious.

"Please rest assured, my friend!"

Ordinary Warlock Apprentices could not live that long.

Aaron put down the prey and casually waved the wine skin at his waist: "I came to drink with him."

"An ordinary Meditation Method should contain three major stages: sensing, absorbing, and utilizing... This meditation picture only involves the sensing stage; it should be for those with talent to familiarize themselves with Chaos Power, even if they can sense it, they cannot absorb it!"

Aaron, very familiarly, took out a cup, sat opposite Iris, and poured himself a drink.

Looking at the name of Iris at the end, Aaron said to Ellie: "Your teacher left everything he had to you... He passed away peacefully."

Aaron rolled his eyes and entered the wooden house.

"Yes, Old Man Iris, I've come again."

And then, this entanglement lasted for twenty years!

"Those who haven't sensed it within a year are ordinary people without talent, eleventh-grade!"

Aaron sighed with emotion and continued to contemplate the star map on the yellowed page.

Iris sighed: "Warlock bloodlines have ten talent grades, with the first being the highest and the tenth the lowest, but in reality, those below the fifth grade basically have no hope of advancing to a Formal Warlock. I was only of sixth-grade aptitude back then; I only learned this after going to the Warlock Continent. This is the shackle of the bloodline, extremely difficult to break! I didn't want to be a slave to a mentor for my whole life, so I spent all my savings and chose to return to my hometown on the Airship of the Warlock Masuka..."

Thinking this, Aaron closed his eyes.

"You cannot produce what I want..."

A hurried sound of footsteps came: "Uncle Zoro! Uncle Zoro!"

It had only been twenty-some years since the last talent test.

【Age: 131】

Aaron felt a jolt in his heart and came to the wooden house on the hill.

With that much time, a Formal Warlock's bones would have turned to ash!

But Aaron's eyes lit up: "Good... as long as the talent is not 0, even if it is 0.0001... there is still a possibility of progress!"

"Cough, cough..."

It was a piece of yellowed parchment, depicting some stars in the pitch-black night sky, and the paper also emitted an inexplicable fragrance.

He believed that no matter what kind of barrier it was, he could always rely on time to slowly grind through it!

As for spending time?

He was least afraid of spending time.

It must be said that in any group, there are always a few anomalies that appear.

Iris shook his head and glared at Aaron vigilantly: "I warn you, don't you dare have any designs on Ellie, she is only sixteen..."

"Is that... Chaos?"

"Those who enter within a month are of the fourth and fifth-grade talent, possessing the possibility of becoming a Formal Warlock..."

This Intermediate Warlock Apprentice had probably reached the end of his life.

"Or did Iris deliberately give me the wrong one?"

Aaron thumped his chest: "This is a promise between men!"

Inside the house, there was only an old man with white hair, smoking a pipe.

Therefore, many nobles on the continent placed their hopes on their fourth and fifth-generation descendants.

"As expected... do I have no talent?"

Iris patted his forehead and chuckled, "You must know, if the Misri Family knew of Ellie's talent, they would certainly marry her off, and might even crown her as Queen!"

The next time would require waiting nearly eighty years.

Aaron stroked his chin.

Iris looked at Aaron, feeling somewhat helpless.

Upon seeing Aaron, he didn't even lift his eyelids: "You've come again..."

【Talent: Longevity】

"This is not a Warlock's Meditation Method; even at the Apprentice level, it is exceptionally precious and cannot be given away casually..."

Night.

But he does not treat Warlocks as mortal enemies; on the contrary, wanting to become a Warlock, he is truly a rare oddity.

He knew that this Zoro was a Demon Hunter.

Wanting to become a Formal Warlock is a very difficult matter.

"Now... I need a real Warlock Meditation Method, even if it's just Apprentice level!"

Just think about his experience and you'll know; it takes three years just to enter the Warlock's Meditation Technique, so how long would a formal Meditation Method take?

Not to mention, after becoming a Formal Warlock, there are even more profound Meditation Methods.

Compared to those high-and-mighty Royal Family members and nobles, the solitary Iris was clearly easier to deal with.

He returned to his hunter's cabin and opened the Divine Attribute panel:

This was not an all-out sprint, but a daily pastime and adjustment, equivalent to checking in.

It's just a pity...

"What happened?"

"Iris is a good man; I've decided to make this friend."

This Demon Hunter is indeed interesting, and... having spent over twenty years accompanying him, in reality, both sides were already tacit friends.

And upon seeing Iris, after confirming the other party was a Warlock Apprentice, he locked onto the target directly.

Even at this moment, he took a thick book directly from under the bed and took out the page tucked inside.

Aaron certainly wouldn't let this rare opportunity slip by, and directly pestered the other party shamelessly.

"Of course... becoming a Warlock has always been my dream!"

Endless black mist surged, and within it, something inexplicable seemed to be swimming, scales grinding against each other, emitting a hissing sound...

【Skill: Warlock Apprentice Meditation Technique (Entry)】

Anyway, he is very good at this.

Iris looked toward the kitchen, smiled, and then looked at Aaron: "Zoro... you have waited for me for twenty years, have you still not given up?"

He looked at Ellie, who was still busy in the kitchen: "Alright... then what about her talent?"

"I only barely succeeded after three years, so what does that count as? The twelfth grade?"

Aaron opened his eyes and scanned the Divine Attribute panel:

Aaron was very clear about this point.

"Oh, you are a Demon Hunter without fertility, then that's fine."

Ellie clearly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but then hesitated and said: "Alright... but that is too wasteful of oil. Uncle Zoro, you must not be able to save enough money to marry a wife because you are so wasteful..."

Ever since he settled Quasimodo down, he traveled the continent again, searching for information related to Warlocks.

Aaron raised the wine skin in his hand: "I'll treat you to a drink!"

A village girl wearing an apron was watering medicinal herbs.

"I'm here!"

"The old monster Advanced Apprentice hidden within the Misri Family also once found me, wanting to exchange knowledge with me, but I refused them all..."

Hearing the movement at this time, she looked up, a smile appearing on her face: "Uncle Zoro..."

Written on the cover was—To my friend Zoro!

Aaron was silent for a moment and opened the letter.

The situation seemed to have changed slightly.

Aaron answered firmly.

Aaron thought for a moment: "Perhaps... talent is something everyone has, but talents below the tenth grade are too weak, and there is probably no difference from having none? So they are uniformly classified as having no talent?"

Tonight.

"So, can you test aptitude?"

"In the very end, I left my inheritance to Ellie. Please take good care of her. You can also ask her about Warlock matters, although these are of no use... even I have reached the end of the path of bloodline. Sigh, a Formal Warlock..."

"A power completely different from Spirituality... this low-dimensional world is also quite interesting."

After advancement became hopeless and he returned to his hometown, he did not establish a family.

He went to the Warlock Continent for advanced studies, and when he returned old, he was only a mid-level Warlock Apprentice!

The village girl smiled even more happily and took the initiative to come over and open the door, clearly trusting Aaron very much.

"How many times do I have to say it... you simply have no Warlock talent, give up on this idea."

Although he was still glowing with health, no matter how one looked at it, there was a sense of a final burst of energy before death.

"Sorry... I am just such a suspicious person. If I didn't have this bit of suspicion, perhaps I would have died many times over... I once secretly monitored you for ten years, and now... my friend, I want to apologize for my behavior! Although you covet the power of Warlocks, you can hold fast to your original heart and keep your bottom line. I admire you..."

【Gene Mutation: Secondary】

【Name: Aaron (Zoro)】

In the skill column, the image provided by Iris had still not taken shape.

Although he was very impatient with this clingy plaster, he had to admit that the other party's skill in brewing wine truly made him look at him with new eyes.

"The food is here, remember not to drink too much."

"Anything exceeding one month is talent of the fifth grade or below..."

The next day.

"Ellie's talent is passable, she can be considered seventh grade... It's just a pity that in a place so lacking in resources, it's already good enough to be able to advance to a Primary Warlock Apprentice."

Iris took a sip of wine: "Zoro... my friend... if that day comes, I hope you can take good care of Ellie."

Aaron's spirit visualized stars one by one, and in his mind, one point of light after another was instantly lit up.

Moreover, although the Warlock families here could not produce a method to quickly test talent, they could still manage to roughly judge talent by spending time through means similar to Meditation.

He belonged to a rather maverick type of Warlock Apprentice.

"Chaos Power?"

When saying this, Iris's throat visibly bobbed.

"Hmm, is Iris in?"

"Witcher Zoro, haha... I don't even know if this is your real name; after all, after the bloody gathering of the Witchers, Witchers on Aderson Island have become very rare..."

"Grandpa Iris, Grandpa Iris he..." Ellie's voice was filled with sobs.

Just at this moment, Ellie brought over a stir-fried chicken dish on a wooden plate, placed it on the table, and gave another warning.

"Sure enough, that moment wasn't an illusion, I really did feel the Chaos Power... but I couldn't trigger it, let alone absorb it into my body to undergo transformation... and finally form an Apprentice-level Warlock Trick..."

"Even so, it is considered quite precious; the Lancaster family hasn't even heard of it..."

Early morning.

The Moon outside the house rose and fell.

Iris also poured himself a glass of wine: "Remember what I told you? As long as I am willing... I could even establish a principality, or even a kingdom, letting my descendants enjoy wealth and Glory at all times, it's just that I am not willing..."

"Those who can enter within one to three days are roughly second or third grade talent, which is also quite good; there is great hope of becoming a Formal Warlock."

Inside the kitchen, the sound of Ellie singing soon drifted out, along with the mixed aroma of oil and chicken as she stir-fried.

Immediately following that, his consciousness seemed to touch a vast expanse of darkness...

Aaron looked as if he had indeed been dealt a blow.

In reality, for these three years, he had been trying to visualize every single day, never slacking off for a single day.

"I am only seventy-some years old this year... the lifespan of a Warlock Apprentice is usually around one hundred years, but long-term life in the laboratory has ravaged my body..."

"Then, one can introduce Chaos Power, stimulate the bloodline, and become a Primary Warlock Apprentice... after Primary, there is Intermediate, Advanced... and finally, becoming a Formal Warlock!"

At this efficiency, it would probably take thousands or ten thousand years of cultivation to even attempt a breakthrough!

Aaron rubbed his chin, falling into deep thought.

Therefore, all he could do was move them with emotion... no, that's not right, it was to first build a good relationship with Iris, and then wait for him to die of old age before setting his sights on Ellie...

Iris shook his head: "What a pity... you haven't felt it for three whole years, which means your talent belongs to the eleventh grade! Which is to say, no talent at all!"

But Aaron was not worried in the least.

Aaron: "..."

Aaron pointed at his own nose: "Although I know the possibility of Warlock talent appearing in the descendants of Warlocks is high, I am a Witcher!"

"According to Iris's words, this visualization diagram, successfully sensing Chaos Power upon the first viewing, counts as first-grade talent; if placed on the Warlock Continent, it would be top-tier talent snatched up by every faction!"

He looked at Iris, keenly noticing the other party's frailty.

"Teacher!"

Ellie knelt before the bed, sobbing uncontrollably...

(End of this chapter)