Chapter 10: Drowner

"Master, I won."

Wayne put away the steel sword and looked at his mentor.

After two consecutive battles, although they couldn't be considered particularly intense, Wayne had consumed a lot of Chaos Magic, and his body was still somewhat exhausted.

And the next opponent, Geralt, should be the most difficult to deal with among the three Witcher seniors, so he had to think of a strategy.

However, the old Witcher Vesemir sighed and said to everyone:

"Alright, let the competition end here."

"Wayne, you have proven your strength and already have the qualifications to graduate, so there is no need to conduct a third competition."

He scanned Geralt, Lambert, and Eskel, the three members of the School of the Wolf, in a circle.

"However, you don't have the experience of dealing with monsters yet."

"In the next few years, you will team up with Geralt and perform missions together."

"He will teach you how to become a true Witcher."

As the old Witcher's voice fell, the system prompt in Wayne's brain also followed.

Expert level mission: 【Graduation】 completed.

Obtained 30 experience points, one Expert Treasure Chest.

Originally, Wayne wanted to strive for it again, but after hearing the mission completion prompt, he closed his mouth.

The reason why he fought so hard in this test, aside from striving for the qualifications to graduate, was also because completing this first Expert level mission was one of the important reasons.

Now it seems that the reward is not bad. Thirty experience points are equivalent to ten Ordinary level missions, and the Expert Treasure Chest, although not opened, according to the system's description, aside from quite a few coins, there is a chance to open a rare-level item.

Speaking of this, in his system column, he also stored all the Ordinary level treasure chests obtained over the past year and a half, one every day, totaling over five hundred.

Each Ordinary treasure chest can obtain a small amount of currency or some random items of ordinary level. Adding up so many treasure chests, he can definitely open quite a few good things.

Of course, in the castle of Kaer Morhen, he didn't go to open these treasure chests, so as not to cause suspicion from the old Witcher Vesemir due to items obtained out of thin air.

Wayne (16 years old)

Profession: Witcher

Level: 5 (263/500)

Ability points: 2

Attributes: Strength 17, Agility 22, Constitution 19, Spirit 22.

Skills: Swordplay LV5, Signs LV8, Mutation LV1.

Special Bloodline: Elder Blood (Faint, unawakened). Activation requires ten ability points.

Subsidiary Skills: Archery LV1, Cooking LV5, Planting LV3.

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Half a month later, heavy snow blocked the path between Kaer Morhen and the outside world again.

After obtaining Vesemir's permission to graduate, aside from daily combat training, Wayne's biggest mission was to collect herbs and find monsters with the Geralt of Rivia in the forests, mountains, and rivers near Kaer Morhen, finding those materials for refining Witcher potions.

Practice makes perfect, which also allowed Wayne to apply the knowledge in books to reality, and he learned a lot of knowledge about herbalism and monster studies that could not be understood from books.

The only pity was that there were only forests and valleys near Kaer Morhen, and it was still the cold winter.

The types of monsters and herbs they could find were very few, among which drowners and nekkers accounted for the vast majority, and there were not many materials that could be collected.

By a small lake a few kilometers away from Kaer Morhen.

The Geralt of Rivia held a silver sword in his hand, looking with great interest at Wayne, who was surrounded by five drowners not far away.

Watching him rush in and out among this group of monsters, sword light sweeping, easily dodging the monsters' attacks like a nimble leopard, and killing the monsters at will.

He couldn't help but be surprised by the talent of this young Witcher.

Perhaps, this little guy would really become the strongest Witcher of the School of the Wolf in the last few hundred years, as Vesemir said.

After only a few demonstrations, this young man overcame the instinctual fear of monsters that humans have. Facing the blue-skinned, foul-smelling, and ferocious-looking drowners, he could calmly pick up his silver sword and exert his exquisite swordplay.

Thinking of his own performance when he first faced a monster, Geralt shook his head helplessly, having a feeling that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front.

With the last horizontal slash, the sharp silver sword cut through flesh and blood, and the drowner's head flew high and smashed to the ground with a slap.

It took less than two minutes for the five drowners to become corpses lying in a mess on the ground under Wayne's fierce and nimble swordplay.

However, after killing all the drowners, Wayne didn't know what he was thinking, had no other actions, but stood in the center of the corpses in a trance, seemingly in a daze.

"What are you stunned for? Hurry up and take out the drowner brains?"

"Today's lesson is to brew Swallow potion."

Seeing Wayne standing there in a daze with his silver sword after killing the drowners, Geralt took the tools for brewing potions, stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and asked with a smile:

"What's wrong? Are you scared to see these monster corpses?"

Hearing this, Wayne exhaled, shook his head lightly. It wasn't fear, just feeling a bit nauseous.

When he was fighting in the drowner group just now, he didn't have such a strong feeling.

But when he hacked these five monsters, whose body structure was highly similar to humans, into a mess of broken corpses, looking at the scene of limbs flying and flesh and blood splashing on the ground, it made him, a transmigrator who came to this world from a civilized society, suddenly feel some nausea.

This was not the first time he had killed a monster, but unlike the nekkers and arachas he had killed before, the appearance of drowners was too similar to humans, so it was no wonder that many civilians mistakenly thought that drowners were monsters transformed from the corpses of drowned people.

Geralt didn't care, took out a small knife from his waist, squatted down in front of Wayne, pinched a drowner's head, neatly cut open the drowner's scalp, then pried open the drowner's skull along a fine gap between the bones, and took out a white walnut-shaped drowner brain from inside.

He deliberately patted his palm, which was covered in foul-smelling mucus, on Wayne's chest, and teased:

"Wayne kid, as a Witcher, fighting and killing is only a small part of our lives."

"Dealing with all kinds of corpses is the main theme of our lives."

"From now on, you have to adapt well to this life accompanied by rotting corpses, mud, and dog shit."

Saying that, he put the drowner brain he took out into a container like a water basin, then waved to Wayne and said:

"I heard from Vesemir that you like others to set missions for you very much."

"Come on, our mission today is to dissect twenty drowner corpses and brew ten Swallow potions."

As soon as Geralt's voice fell, the system's prompt sound appeared in Wayne's brain.

Triggered mission: 【Process drowner corpses, brew Swallow potion】 Ordinary level.

Do you accept the mission?

Yes, confirm acceptance of the mission.

Smelling the sour smell on the corpses, Wayne only felt a wave of nausea. He endured the stench and disgust on the drowners, squatted down, took out a skinning knife, imitated Geralt's movements, and began to dissect another drowner corpse.

Indeed, Geralt was right.

No matter how disgusting it is, since he chose to become a Witcher, he must adapt to this life of dealing with corpses.

Anyway, when he acts alone in the future, what kind of missions to accept will be his own freedom.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 11 =====