Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 13 Attack of the Harpy

Unable to stand Wayne's urging, Geralt set off with him after breakfast.

However, it is not easy to reach the Ring of Elements in the mountains behind Kaer Morhen. Not only do you have to swim across a lake next to the castle by boat, but you also have to climb a rugged mountain road and pass through a dark cave to get there.

Saying goodbye to the other companions, the two quickly left the castle and came to the lake. Fortunately, thanks to Wayne's efforts during this time, the water ghosts by the lake had been killed by him. Without the disturbance of these shit-stirring sticks, they quickly found a dilapidated boat and began to swim to the other side of the lake.

After boarding the boat, Wayne adjusted the direction of the sails. Seeing the nostalgic expression on Geralt's face, he asked:

"Geralt, what are you thinking?"

"Look at your expression, did something happen here?"

Hearing the words, the white wolf stretched out his hand to touch the lake water, his expression dazed for a few seconds, and then he showed a bitter smile and said:

"It reminds me of something from the past."

"Wayne, Kaer Morhen has fewer and fewer apprentices now, and many of the previous rules have been abandoned, so you haven't experienced it."

"When I became a demon hunter, the Trial of Green Grass would take away more than [-]% of the lives of apprentice demon hunters."

"And even if we have passed the grass trial and completed the basic training, we still have to accept the final trial."

"The path we are taking now is the path of the last trial."

Geralt raised his head, looked into Wayne's eyes, and said with some regret:
"At the beginning, there were a total of eight apprentices who passed the green grass trial with me, but only four of them passed the final trial."

"And a year later, the other two died at the hands of other monsters, leaving only Eskel and I alive."

"So, for many apprentice demon hunters, becoming a demon hunter is a very unfortunate thing."

Wayne was a little silent when he heard the words. Based on this calculation, there should be more than 20 children who were trained with Geralt at the beginning, and they only survived, less than one tenth.

The chances of surviving as a demon hunter are really embarrassing.

Sailing on the lake for about half an hour, luck is not bad, no accidents.

But just after getting off the boat, the two were attacked by a group of about a dozen harpy birds on the beach on the other side of the lake.

Seeing the group of monsters attacking from the sky, Geralt put a Quen Seal on himself without saying a word, and took the lead in rushing forward with his sword.

While dodging, he waved the silver sword to resist the attack of the harpy birds, but because there were too many enemies, he looked a little embarrassed.

Wayne was not reckless. This was the first time he had seen a harpy bird, and it was also the first time he had encountered a flying monster.

According to the description in the book, the harpy bird is a hybrid beast with a human face, beak, wings and claws. It smells like carrion bird droppings.

Their wings are quite flexible, allowing them to turn freely in the air. The attack method is similar to that of an eagle. Using the high speed brought by the dive, it uses the beak and claws to attack the enemy.

However, because of their deformed body structure, once they land on the ground, they will appear very clumsy, and their combat effectiveness will drop sharply.

Thinking of this, Wayne made a defensive posture with his sword in his right hand, and pointed his left finger at a flying harpy bird in the air, and made a gesture of the sign of Axi.

With the high-speed flow of magic power in his body, Wayne drew a magic circle with his left hand, and with a slight push, a flying harpy bird in the sky fell straight down, as if it had been hit by an electric current.

It was about ten meters above the ground, and fell from such a high altitude without any precautions, directly breaking its wings. The severe pain made its limbs writhe and struggle continuously on the ground.

Without needing words, Geralt seized the opportunity and immediately rolled over to the side of the harpy bird. The sharp silver sword directly pierced its heart, and easily eliminated the monster.

After discovering this good method, Wayne immediately followed suit, releasing the Axii sign eight times in a row, and successfully cooperated with Geralt to kill eight harpy birds.

But even if half of the members were killed, these low-intelligence monsters still didn't know what it meant to fear and escape.

They were still flapping their wings, attacking the surrounded Geralt desperately.

And because of the continuous blocking and rolling, the white wolf's physical strength has also been consumed a lot, and it is no longer able to achieve 100% defense. There are several scars on the body and face of these monster birds.

Seeing this, Wayne no longer hesitated, and shouted to Geralt:
"Geralt, come to me and attract all the monsters."

When the white wolf heard Wayne's shout, without hesitation, he immediately knocked away the sharp claws of a harpy attacking him with the hilt of his sword, and rolled neatly on his back, rolling towards Wayne.

How could the remaining seven or eight harpy birds let go of the prey that was about to reach their mouths? Their barren brains did not think at all, and immediately flew towards Geralt instinctively.

At this time, Wayne's Igni Seal had been ready for seven or eight seconds, and almost gathered most of the magic power in his body in his hands.

Seeing that Geralt and the monsters behind him had entered his attack range, Wayne yelled.

"Get down."

The magic power in his hand immediately spewed out towards the monster in the air.

The eighth-level seal level can strengthen Wayne's spell power by 40%, and his Igni this time has almost condensed the mana of seven or eight ordinary seals.

In an instant, a raging orange-red flame spewed out from Wayne's palm.

It directly enveloped the sky about ten meters ahead, enveloping the remaining seven or eight harpy birds.

The raging flames raised the temperature of the surrounding air by more than ten degrees.

Accompanied by the wailing of the monsters, the bodies of those harpy birds were all burned by the flames, and the outer skin and feathers were charred by the high temperature, turning into black and charred corpses, which fell from the sky.

Geralt got up from the ground and looked at the scene in front of him in shock. The white wolf had only seen such spell power in the hands of warlocks. He turned his head in disbelief and asked Wayne:

"Are you sure you are casting the Sign of Igni?"

"Why does it feel completely different from what we use?"

Wayne rubbed the palm of his hand that seemed to be scalded by the high temperature of the flame, looked at the white wolf innocently and said:
"That's right, my knowledge of the French seal is the same as yours, and it was taught by Teacher Vesemir."

"Maybe my talent is better than yours."

When Geralt heard this, he took out a bottle of swallow potion and drank it speechlessly, complaining:
"It's not a problem that you are a little better than me, Wayne."

"Perhaps you should be a warlock instead of a witcher fighting with a sword."

Wayne spread his hands and reminded:

"I've already become a demon hunter, what's the use of talking about it now."

"Why don't we go find the nests of these harpy birds. I've read that harpy birds like to collect shiny objects."

"There is a high probability that there will be gold coins, gems or other valuables in their lairs."

Hearing the coins, Geralt no longer struggled with the question just now, nodded and said in agreement:

"Yes, I once found several jewels in the nest of a harpy bird, and exchanged them for hundreds of Oren."

"Since in the next few years, we have to form a team to do tasks, then the spoils of war will be divided according to the rules."

(End of this chapter)