Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 666 Re-entering the Sacred Forest! The Primal Call! The Second "Limit - Initial"!
night.

The moonlight was as bright as a mirror.

The Witcher walks through the Ring of Maidalui at night, where all is quiet and deserted, yet he can always find one or two bright, shining eyes from behind some bush, shrub, or oak tree.

It looks a bit scary, but it's probably either an owl or some kind of nocturnal bird.

"I never thought that coming to the world of Witchers would result in being held up in court one day." Erin reached out and brushed the bright red branches of the red osier dogwood, muttering to himself.

Perhaps because he was about to leave the Ring of Maidalui the next day to go to the Skellige Isles to complete the task assigned by the Grand Master, Zebi Ortega taught all day long, drinking a few drops of spring water collected by the druids when he was thirsty.

When hungry, Simmons, Olga, and Zebi Ortega each cast spells to feed them with berries from Nature's Gift (which you can use to grow a small clump of edible plants in any kind of soil).

They didn't stop until late at night, with the moon high in the sky, and Simmons and Olga were both yawning.

However, when the topic of berries, a gift from nature, came up, Erin suddenly remembered something Zebi Ortega had said.

Self-taught prayer techniques are certainly not as powerful as those bestowed by Mother Nature. We call the prayer techniques learned from the sacred forest divinely given prayer techniques, or primordial prayer techniques...

"In other words, the Blood Boiling Technique, Nature's Vision, Concealment Mark, Beast-to-Friendship, Nature's Gift, and the last Curse Disease Technique that even Zebi Ortega seems to be unaware of, are all the so-called Divine Prayer Technique and Origin Prayer Technique that I obtained."

"What's the difference between the Primal Prayer Technique and ordinary prayer techniques?"

Erin stopped in his tracks, somewhat eager to try.

He had never seen other druids cast Boiling Blood, Nature's Vision, Concealment Mark, Beast to Friend, and Curse of Disease, but Nature's Gift was Zebi Ortega's way of showing him how the strength of nature's power affected the Prayer spell.

Simmons, Olga, and Zebi Ortega himself have all performed this feat.

"If I remember correctly, the gifts of nature from Simmons, Olga, and Zebi Ortega all produced blueberries."

It was a small red fruit that grew from a shrub about half a person's height, about the size of a little finger.

"The fruits are all about the same size, whether it's Simmons, Olga, or mentor Zebi Ortega. But Simmons and Olga both need blueberry seeds as a medium to cast the Gift of Nature spell, while mentor Zebi Ortega doesn't. Moreover, the clump of blueberries that grew from mentor Zebi Ortega's Gift of Nature produced at least ten times more fruits than Simmons and Olga combined..."

Simmons and Olga's natural gifts probably wouldn't let them starve to death when there was no food, while Zebi Ortega's mentor's could at least feed three adults.

Moreover, Simmons and Olga's blueberries are sour and astringent, making them a bit hard to eat, while Zebi Ortega's are both sour and sweet, making them perfect for jam.

Erin naturally didn't have any blueberry seeds on hand.

It's not that Simmons, Olga, or Zebi Ortega are stingy.

In their minds, however, Erin was still just a novice who hadn't even stepped out of the grass.

Having not learned any of the Druid prayer spells, it was impossible to give them "spellcasting materials" right now. Even though the fruit pits left after eating the fruit could naturally grow, they were all taken by the three Druids.

Erin glanced down at it.

He had already left the outer ring of the Ring of Maynard Rui and was just a few steps away from the treehouse. The surrounding area was filled with red osier dogwood, which was used for ornamental purposes. The fruit of the red osier dogwood could be used as medicine, but it did not taste good.

"The Primal Prayer Technique must have some special features, right?"

Erin thought for a moment, then decided not to touch the white fruit growing in the red osier dogwood. Just as he squatted down, he suddenly remembered something and stood up again.

After looking around to make sure no one else was around, he walked into the red osier bushes. After walking out of the bushes, he walked several dozen steps and found a clearing in the woods. He then squatted down and gently stroked the ground with his right hand.

"Great and loving Mother Nature, you are the mother of all living beings, you are the will of nature, you are life and death..."

"I beseech your mercy, that hunger may not afflict me..."

The prayer of Erin was not finished; it was only halfway through when it suddenly stopped.

It wasn't that he wasn't devout, but rather that the dark soil before him had suddenly changed...

Tremors, shaking, bulging...

Erin instinctively took a few steps back.

The dark soil he touched suddenly shimmered with a magical emerald green light.

Then, a sapling visibly broke through the soil, grew, blossomed, and bore fruit...

In the blink of an eye, the tree had grown to a full extent, with at least 1,500 trees... and so on...

No, it's an apple?!

The branches were laden with a thousand or two fist-sized, bright red apples.

A rich fruity aroma wafts over you.

Erin: "?"

It's a strange feeling, like you shout "Mom, I'm hungry," and as soon as you say "Mom," a strong woman drives up carrying a pot—no, judging by this amount, a whole van full of rice—as if she's afraid you'll starve to death.

No, can a normal apple tree bear one or two fruits?
How could I possibly eat so much by myself?

wrong……

How could it be an Apple product?
Erin's mind was a bit confused.

Did Simmons, Olga, and mentor Zebi Ortega choose blueberries as the medium because they prefer small berries to juicy, plump apples?!

Do not!
That's because they could only choose small berries that grow on shrubs, like blueberries.

Moreover, the blueberry variety is the best medium for casting spells, selected by druids over decades, hundreds, or even thousands of years.

Shrubs and fruit trees are completely different things.

Erin swallowed hard, picked an apple from the tree, and took a bite. It was sweet and crisp, more than ten times better than the blueberries that his mentor, Zebi Ortega, had made.

To be honest, he's now quite curious about the effects of Blood Boiling, Nature's Vision, Concealment Mark, Beast-to-Friend, and Curse Disease.

Unfortunately, it was already quite late, and he had more important things to do.

"But what should we do with this apple tree?"

Erin looked at the plump apples swaying in the wind on the apple tree, feeling somewhat troubled.

Although he deliberately went to a secluded place to avoid alerting other druids, it was still in the outer ring of the Maidalui Ring, very close to the residential area.

If the bushes are summoned by nature's gift, there's no problem; there are plenty of bushes in the Ring of Maidalui.

But an apple tree would be too conspicuous, and Erin had never seen any apple trees in the Ring of Maynard Rui.

Can it be restored?

Erin pondered for a moment, then placed his hand on the rough trunk of the apple tree again...

"Great and loving Mother Nature, you are the mother of all living beings, you are the will of nature, you are life and death..."

"I pray for your favor, so that... uh... how should I pray? I've eaten too much. May Mother Nature reciprocate?"

Unsurprisingly, the Witcher's nonsensical prayer failed.

In reality, the gifts of nature give rise to actual plants that do not wither quickly when the spellcaster stops channeling magic.

This is indeed different from the magic of warlocks. Warlocks also have similar food-creating spells, but in essence, they are just using magic to transform food into a digestible medium.

The druid's magic and the power of nature are merely a medium; the plants that grow from the gifts of nature are, in essence, gifts from Mother Nature, just as the name of the prayer spell suggests.

There's no reason to take back a gift once it's been given.

Mother Nature probably never imagined that someone would complain about how many, how big, and how good the fruit she bears is...

"Fine, I'll just leave it here..."

Erin tried several times, but ultimately had to give up.

There was no other way; he simply didn't have any means to silently destroy the apple tree. Burning it with the Ignatius sign would be too obvious, and besides, the apple tree was, after all, a gift from Mother Nature.

The Witcher also fears that some harmful actions will incur divine punishment from Mother Nature.

Besides, he didn't do anything bad to the Druid's Circle, so there's no need to make a fuss.

"There shouldn't be any problems. Who would have thought that this apple tree was a gift from nature?"

Erin comforted himself, glanced around, and then quietly left.

Walking back down the path to the treehouse, the Witcher tried to cover up the little episode of "Nature's Gift" with other things.

"Even if Zebi Ortega had lived in his previous life, he would definitely have been a good teacher."

Erin commented on the half-elf archdruid.

"It's a pity that Zebi Ortega is going to the Skellige Islands. Whether he can complete his mission or not, it will probably be several months before he can return to the Ring of Mainardrui."

"By then, I'd definitely be back in Kaer Morhen from the Caverns of Demons, and might even be the head of the Wolf School..."

Thinking of the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, Erin paused again.

The Warlock Brotherhood's plan to invade the Cavern of Ten Thousand Demons was bound to come to fruition.

He estimated that no matter how frequently or how often the Warlock Brotherhood held its meetings, it would only be delayed for a month at most.

A month is not a short time, as he has only been in this world for about ten months. However, it is not a long time either, as the long journey could easily take half a year to pass without him noticing.

"The Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, I should inquire about its whereabouts again tomorrow..."

Erin frowned and made a mental note of it.

The Warlock Brotherhood would certainly provide information, but according to Vera, Tissaya de Veris seemed less than friendly.

This makes it hard to guarantee that there won't be any villains causing trouble within the Warlock Brotherhood.

Of course, there's no need to worry too much.

Leaving aside the Witcher of the Bear School who lost their emotions during the Trials of the Grasses, the Griffin School is generous and friendly, and information can certainly be shared.

However, I feel more at ease only if I gather all the intelligence myself.

The Cave of Ten Thousand Demons is located in the Grand Canyon east of Maripo, not far from Mayna.

It's unrealistic to say that the traditional sphere of influence of the Druids' Circle included a dangerous place like the Cavern of Ten Thousand Demons, but given their proximity, the Druids' Circle certainly couldn't have been completely unaware of the Cavern of Ten Thousand Demons.

"As for Vera's apparent disagreement with my joining, that's another problem..." Erin sighed, and walked into the cabin under the hazy moonlight. "Ultimately, it still comes down to improving our strength."

"The Cavern of Ten Thousand Demons is not a safe place. Even with the Warlock Brotherhood and other demon hunters joining, it's still not safe..."

"No, to be more precise, with the involvement of the Warlock Brotherhood, it might actually be more dangerous."

He hadn't forgotten what had happened to Dante, Hughes, Bont, and Fred.

Even though the largest anti-witcher sorcerer organizations, Ban Ade Academy and Risberg Civil Cooperative, are incomplete, there are still many forces in the Northern Continent that are secretly hostile and plotting against witchers.

For Erin, the Cavern of Ten Thousand Demons was a good opportunity to develop the Wolf School and the Demon Hunter Legion. And for those opposing Demon Hunter forces, it was no different.
A best-case dangerous environment.

With a few simple tricks in logistics, intelligence, and battle arrangements, the core members of the Wolf School, Griffin School, and Bear School could all be wiped out in the Demon Cave.

Putting yourself in Erin's shoes, even he couldn't resist the temptation.

Thinking this way, he took off his leather armor and placed Balmo and Elsa's in the most convenient spot by the bedside.

The Ring of Maidalui is certainly safe, but he's long been used to it.

The leather armor and longsword had become an extension of his body. Without them, he felt like a hedgehog without its quills or a lion without its fangs, utterly insecure.

"Whoo~"

Sitting cross-legged back on the bed, Erin let out a long sigh.

Strength...

The Witcher sighed and began to breathe rhythmically.

There is only one fastest way for him to increase his strength right now...

Darkness followed by light.

He heard the forest singing.

The bright sunlight pierced through the dark green leaves of the oak tree at night, casting dappled patterns of light on the ground.

He came to the sacred forest.

“As expected,” Erin thought, contemplating the rhythmic sunlight, wind, leaves, and trees that were so different from reality, “After leaving the meadow and becoming a full-fledged druid, I knew I would never return to the ‘meadow’ again when I entered the sacred forest…”

He turned around.

The aspen trees, with their gray-white trunks, stand tall and straight. Their golden leaves rustle in the breeze, carpeting the ground with gold and creating a clear boundary with the oak forest.

That is the next realm of druids—the aspen.

The Witcher took a deep breath, and without further hesitation, stepped onto the golden carpet.

There were no obstructions, only a series of cold system notification sounds...

[Ding! The will of the Mother of Nature has been detected. Do you wish to accept the Mother of Nature's divine spell, "Primal Call"?]

……

【Name: The Primal Call】

[Type: Veteran Druid Divine Spell/Prayer]

[Active Effect: You can use Primal Potential to awaken the Primal Power of a target. During the Prayer's duration, the target gains enhancements in Strength, Agility, and Constitution, but suffers reductions in Sensibility and Mysticism.]

……

[Ding! 'Attribute: Constitution' has reached its limit - Initial stage. Please seek an opportunity to improve it.]

(End of this chapter)