Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 672 The Great Gains Brought by the Memory Crystallization!

Is it already time?

Erin instinctively called out "Coming!" and immediately got out of bed.

After the Druid class ended last night, his mentor Zebi Ortega made an appointment with him to go and sort through Lydia's belongings together the next day.

According to Zebi Ortega's original words—

"I'm sorry, Erin. I didn't expect Lydia to have so many belongings. There's no way I can sort them all out in just a few days. I'm leaving tomorrow, so I can only take you there and then you'll have to sort them out yourself, okay?"

What could Erin possibly say? Of course, he couldn't be happier.

At the same time, he's actually quite strange.

To be honest, Lydia is not a native druid of the Ring of Maidalui; she is merely a guest staying in the Ring of Maidalui by virtue of her elf identity and the sympathy and connection with the druids.

Her relationship with her mentor, Zebi Ortega, wasn't actually that good, but it wasn't bad either; they were just strangers who had heard of each other.

It's not surprising that the druid agreed.

After all, it's just a temporary stay. The Ring of Maidalui is quite large and doesn't need one or two more rooms. Perhaps they're even hoping that Lalydia will join the Ring of Maidalui.

Even if it wasn't mentor Zebi Ortega who was asked for help, most other druids would likely not have refused.

The reason Lydia ultimately chose Zebi Ortega as her mentor was probably because she felt more at ease knowing they were both elf.

This is normal.

Lydia's behavior is abnormal.

How many relics would a Grand Druid have to sort through in a few days?
Erin was also a guest of the Ring of Maidalui, but apart from some materials for maintaining his swords and armor, and a bottle or two of the usual drinks for entertaining guests, he kept no other personal belongings in his cabin.

This is how a normal customer should behave.

Zebi Ortega's words sounded as if Lydia had been living in the Ring of Maidalui for several years and intended to settle down there permanently.

Although it was already late when get out of class ended yesterday, Erin didn't ask any questions in detail.

However, this is clearly not right.

of course.

For Erin, the more out of line Lydia's behavior was, the better.

"Stab~"

He quickly put on his leather boots and armor, and at the same time took out an amber bracelet that shimmered with a dark purple light from his neck. Then, with a thought, Erin made a move.

The cat's eye amber flashed.

A gentle breeze blew from below, cleaning away all the dust and grime that had accumulated on clothes and even skin overnight.

【Name: Pure Silver Amber Pendant】

……

[Function: Stores the new spell "Cleanse" three times daily.]

[Note: A powerful nobleman in the Northern Continent, fed up with his granddaughter's perpetually filthy, wild appearance, commissioned this necklace from the Risberg Civil Cooperative. However, aside from being forced to wear it, the wild child seems to have never used it. (There appear to be some markings on the pendant.)]

This is what Ciri left him before she left that "dream"—Erin thinks it should be considered a keepsake.

It has been a long time since he left that dream world, and he still hasn't figured out what the mark on the pendant is for.

Sheri never contacted him through the amber pendant.

But at least the spell enchanted on the magic pendant is quite useful. A cleansing spell saves him the time of cleaning himself every morning, which is especially useful when he is in the wild.

However, even at his dirtiest, he only used the cleaning technique twice a day.

It's important to know that even for beginner spells, the requirement of enchanting three times a day places a very high level of skill on the character, and the price has increased exponentially.

She-Ra was born into the royal family.

It's unclear what her grandmother, Calanther, was thinking when she commissioned this magical jewelry from the Risberg Civil Partnership.

The cleansing spell ended, and Erin put on her leather armor.

This series of actions sounds like it would take a long time, but in reality, from the moment my mentor Zebi Ortega knocked on the door until now, it probably hasn't even taken ten seconds.

As he walked toward the door, Erin remembered the chaotic system notifications that had accompanied him upon waking. With a thought, he opened the Demon Hunter's Notes.

[Ding! A clue has been found for the skill: [Red Cavalry Standard Mounted Swordsmanship]. Do you wish to spend 2000 experience orbs to unlock the skill?]

[Ding, skill detected... Do you wish to spend 1930 experience orbs to unlock the skill?]

[Ding, skill detected... Do you wish to spend 1641 experience orbs to unlock the skill?]

……

In an instant.

A barrage of system notifications flashed by.

Last night, Arlin only used one crystallized memory of an immortal, which was far less efficient than the memory of a warlock.

It wasn't because he was lazy, but because the crystallized memories of the immortals truly lived up to their name.

A warlock's memory does not include the meaningless time that is omitted; Arryn spent at most one or two years in it.

However, the memory crystallization of the immortals allowed him to remain in the memory of an ordinary knight of the Ion El Red Riders for at least twenty years.

Erin is only fourteen years old now, and forty-four if you include his previous life. This has allowed him to spend "most of his life" in the memory crystal of the immortals.

Twenty years of pure time left Erin so disoriented when she first woke up that she almost forgot who she was and where she was.

To be honest, if it were purely a matter of twenty years of memories being implanted, he would definitely have a mental breakdown by now.

He is currently in a daze after waking up, relying either on the memory of more than twenty years of purely practicing the "Red Cavalry's standard horse swordsmanship" without any other interaction, or on the fact that the Demon Hunter's Notebook has special protection to prevent a large amount of memories from washing away his original personality.

Or maybe both.

Erin felt that both were definitely true.

Because the memories of the immortals are more immersive than those of the sorcerers.

In the warlock's memories, although he was learning and practicing as the "protagonist of the memories," he was ultimately just an audience member.

However, the immortal's memories were unexpectedly immersive. He could sense everything about the "subject," even his absent-minded thoughts, as if he had entered a state of flow, where he could hardly feel the passage of time in his memories.

Most of the time, he is the "protagonist" of memories.

The aftereffects only suddenly appeared at the end, leaving one feeling dazed.

It's a very strange feeling.

This would not have been possible without the protection provided by the Witcher's Handbook.

Of course, such an exaggerated memorization time also brings excellent results.

When you normally obtain clues to a skill, the number of clues you need to unlock it is only about half of what you would get with the first system prompt.

That means it takes 2000 experience orbs to unlock, and you'll eventually need at least 1000 experience orbs.

But now… [Ding! A clue has been found for the skill: [Red Cavalry Standard Mounted Swordsmanship]. Do you wish to spend 50 experience orbs to unlock the skill?]

Fifty experience beads are only one-fortieth of the initial cost!

This is equivalent to saving 950 experience beads, at the cost of only half a night and suffering "a little" hardship, it's pure profit.

Although the "Red Cavalry Standard Horse Sword Technique" wasn't the knowledge he wanted for Ain El to improve his level, it wasn't a loss in any way.

As for how to handle the Red Cavalry's standard horse swordsmanship...

"I still need to learn," Erin thought to himself.

Although he possesses both the Wolf School and Cat School of swordsmanship, and no matter how strong the Red Cavalry's standard mounted swordsmanship is, he doesn't lack this swordsmanship. Moreover, learning it will increase his personal level and consume experience orbs.

However, this is not a question of whether or not there is a shortage.

In the battle between Ban Adler and the Wild Hunt, he had the upper hand for most of the battle and eventually wiped out an entire hundred-man Wild Hunt team.

However, he relied on "Beast Roar: Summon Dragon," not his normal strength. He knew very well that without "Summon Dragon," even if he were to use a Great Griffin, he would be no match for the Wild Hunt.

In recent days, while studying the Druid way, he has also been trying to maintain "Beast Roar: Summon Dragon" in his spare time to enhance his dragon nature.

【Name: Summoning Dragon】

……

[Passive effect: Maintains the power flow of "Beast Roar: Summon Dragon" on a daily basis, can]
1. Slowly increase all attributes.

2. Enhance dragon nature

[Active Effect: Consumes energy to roar and summon a giant dragon from another world.]

[Note: Guess what dragon-like qualities are?!]

……

Unfortunately, it was clearly very difficult, and perhaps because the black dragon had been severely injured and disappeared last time and had not yet recovered, there was no feeling of being able to use "Beast Roar: Summon Dragon" again, and it might even be far from enough.

Moreover, this information has already been known to the Wild Hunt King, Eredin. It's possible that the information about "Beast Roar: No-Fly" was exposed through the Wild Hunt captain who possessed the body of Renakins.

The Wild Hunt team was wiped out this time because they were caught off guard while dealing with Ottoran.

Erin didn't think that the Wild Hunt would be completely unprepared next time, and that "Beast Roar: Summon Dragon" and "Beast Roar: Anti-Air" would still be able to produce such outstanding effects.

therefore.

He must find a more practical, more general, and more targeted approach.

Learning and studying the "standard horse swordsmanship of the Red Cavalry" is clearly such a method, and it can also be shared with Vesemir, Soy, Vera, and even members of the Witcher Legion.

It must be said that although they failed to capture any Wild Hunt prisoners as planned, studying the Wild Hunt's standard skills and knowledge, such as "Red Cavalry Standard Horse Sword Techniques," was clearly a better way to deal with the Wild Hunt.

of course.

Although he could collect fifty experience beads right now, he wasn't in a hurry to unlock it.

"Squeak~"

The wooden door opened, and Erin immediately scratched his head, looking like a well-behaved student, and apologized, "I'm sorry, Instructor Ortega, I forgot the time we agreed on."

Zebi Ortega was dressed in a clean but unkempt old gray robe typical of a druid. His face was full of wrinkles, as always, which creased into a kind and benevolent expression. His eyes were narrowed, like an old farmer sitting on the ridge of an autumn harvest field watching the grain ripen.

Hearing Erin apologize, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he waved his hand, saying nonchalantly, "It's nothing, I just arrived early... oh..."

Zebi Ortega seemed to sense something, his waving hand paused, and his narrowed eyes widened.

This was the first time Erin had noticed that his mentor Zebi Ortega's pupils were purple, as pure as those of a newborn child.

Zebi Ortega looked Erin up and down. The natural aura that Erin possessed was so different from the sharp and unassuming aura that the Witcher usually exuded made Zebi Ortega look doubtful and uncertain.

"You...you broke through the grassland in the sacred forest?!"

Not only did I break through the grassland, I even broke through the oak forest, and I was just one step away from stepping into the banyan forest... Erin thought to himself, nodding calmly: "I did break through, so I was a little late."

He wasn't surprised that his mentor, Zebi Ortega, would notice his odd behavior.

The previous successful meditation and breakthroughs in the meadow and oak forest in the sacred forest all took place in one night. Zebi Ortega must have discovered this the next day, but he probably thought it was just a successful meditation.

Of course, there are definitely differences in the outward manifestations of successful meditation, breaking through the meadow, and breaking through the oak forest.

However, Erin's attributes are already high enough.

Becoming a druid might be a huge change for others, one that's impossible to hide. But for him, concealing his presence is a demon hunter's instinct; otherwise, how would they deal with those highly perceptive monsters?
Of course, more importantly, which normal person could have guessed that a Witcher who previously had difficulty even meditating would suddenly break through the three realms of grassland, oak forest and aspen forest?

Even now, Zebi Ortega is surprised enough that he only thought Erin had broken through the grassland and entered the oak forest.

"He actually broke through?!"

Zebi Ortega was unusually surprised, his gray beard trembling as the old druid's lips quivered.

How long has it been? If I remember correctly, only three days?

wrong!

Only two nights!

Zebi Ortega looked at Erin with increasing surprise, kindness, and regret.

"What a promising druid, how did he end up as a witcher?" Zebi Ortega thought to himself.

He had always known that Erin had only become interested in the Druid path because he was saved by Vinsenna, and that he was only staying at the Ring of Druids in Mahinard to study temporarily. He would leave in a few days to continue being a Witcher of the Wolf School.

But this talent...

Such exceptional talent is being wasted...

Although, even including the time spent learning meditation, breaking through two realms in a week is a testament to exceptional talent, many druids can still achieve the Maynard Ruiyi Circle.

At least most archdruids, including him, have this talent, or even better.

Therefore, Zebi Ortega did not immediately lose his composure, try to poach members from the Wolf School, or force Erin to join the Maynadruid Ring.

It hasn't reached that point yet.

But it was precisely for this reason that Zebi Ortega felt even more regret.

If Arryn had focused on the path of the Druid, he might have had a good chance of becoming an Archdruid, but with his mind still divided like this, it would have been very difficult.

Considering the Witcher's usual killing spree, there's practically no hope!
Thinking of this, the old druid looked at the witcher with heartache, as if he were seeing a vigorous oak tree that was not growing in fertile soil, but rather in a crevice in a cliff, its roots firmly clinging to the hard rock, impossible to separate.

His gray beard trembled, as if he wanted to speak but hesitated, yet remained silent.

His face, as weathered as tree bark, twitched as if he had suffered a stroke.

Startled, Erin quickly reached out to help Zebi Ortega, asking cautiously, "Zebi Ortega, are you... alright?"

Zebi Ortega's rough, oak-bark-like hands suddenly grabbed the Witcher, and he stammered, blurting out:
"Ailin... have you ever thought about it... have you ever thought about it..."

"To be a druid?"

(End of this chapter)