The Divine Hunter

  Chapter 48 Assumption and Departure

   "Wake up, kid, how do you feel?"

  In a low and hoarse greeting, Roy opened his swollen eyes with difficulty, looked around with soreness, and found himself lying in the tavern room.

  It was close to noon, the light outside the window was dazzling, and the surrounding tables, chairs, cabinets, everything was plated with a double image...so that he could not see clearly.

   He closed his eyes again and shook his dizzy head. After a long time, the phantom overlapped, and the scene before him returned to normal.

   "Reso, how long have I been in a coma?" He frowned and blocked the light reflected by the bright forehead beside the bed with his hand. "Can you sit in another place and shake my eyes."

  The demon hunter shrugged helplessly, moved his **** to the chair, and handed over a bowl of white water.

   "You were in a coma for a day and a night, shorter than I expected. This shows that your physical fitness is very good." The tone of the demon hunter was flat, like a doctor's statement to the patient.

   "I don't feel good, it seems to have died once."

  Roy greedily drank a bowl of water upright.

  At last there was a hint of coolness in his body. On the contrary, he thought of the extremely ruined state after drinking the prodrug.

  It seemed as if a fire was lit in his chest, every blood vessel and every cell was burning, burning with pain, and there were thousands of sharp weapons piercing back and forth in bones and flesh. In short, it looks like someone is using a red-hot knife to cut the meat and deboning.

   "At that time, you should warn me with a harsher tone..." Roy's tone was a little bit of dissatisfaction, and there was a faint shadow and a little bit of fear in his heart. He didn't want to experience that feeling again in his whole life, it was better to die than life.

"It is indeed inconsistent with my judgment," the demon hunter narrowed his eyes and barely showed an apologetic expression. "I thought you would be in a coma quickly in that state of extreme pain. In fact, in the past 100 years or so, absolutely Most apprentices who took the prodrug did not persist for five minutes, 90% of less than three minutes, and all lost consciousness. Their pain only lasted for a while, and you—"

   "Am I?"

   "You persisted for six minutes." Reso took out a dusty note, turned a few pages, and said solemnly, "There were no symptoms of incontinence, chattering, cramps, vomiting, etc. during the whole process."

  Roy suddenly felt that his back was chilly, and he was very thankful that he had specially strengthened his physical attributes before.

   "Why don't you tell me these unexpected situations in advance?"

"Isn't it right now? You've managed to get through it." Reso patted his shoulder and comforted, "Don't worry, kid. Only the first time you take the prodrug will you have such intense pain... Continue to take the pain halved, getting lower and lower... and so on to fully adapt, it will make you frown."

   "I thought I would take one?" Roy swallowed, a trace of fear appeared on his face, even if it was only half of it, it was painful. "How many more bottles?"

  "It lasts for three months in total, one bottle per week, so there are eleven left."

  "……"

  Roy took a deep breath and rubbed his sticky cheeks covered with cold sweat. This is the end of the matter. If you don't continue to drink, wouldn't the previous sin of life than death be in vain?

"Your willpower and physical fitness are more than ninety-nine percent of the snake school apprentice." Resso observed his face next to him. Seeing that the other party did not refute, he secretly relieved and immediately changed the subject, "It may also be due to your younger age. Older, better physical development. Other apprentices started taking prodrugs when they were under ten years old. And you are not far from the age of fourteen, right?"

   "According to you, old age has the advantage, so why do the demon hunters prefer to train young apprentices?" Roy suppressed his doubts.

"The child is a blank piece of paper...full of infinite possibilities, let the guides describe the future on it..." The demon hunter seemed extremely patient at this time, "The child's body is not yet fully developed and can be obtained under the action of herbal medicine. Systematic remodeling. The body of an adult who has finished development has been shaped, and the difficulty of remodeling will be much higher than that of a child. Basically, it will not survive the end of the mutation, and the body will collapse and die first."

  Reshape, collapse?

  Roy now truly understands the meaning of the trial of the grass, instead of the simple sentence "70% death rate" that he read at the beginning.

  If you can’t make it through, your body will collapse. What if you make it through, and then?

"Can the mutation only be carried out once?" Roy said, "If you take the herbal medicine of the snake pie, you can survive it successfully. Can you continue to take the herbal medicine of other schools? For example, the wolf school and the lion school. Eagle School?"

According to his previous knowledge, the herbal medicine formula of each school is different. After the mutation and reshaping, the strengthening focus is also different: the cat faction wears light leather armor, flexible, supernatural, and the sudden strengthening mainly tends to be agile. Attributes; the wolf faction is more balanced, and each attribute is strengthened; the griffon seal is powerful, and it is mainly spiritual attributes; the bear faction is wearing heavy armor, two-handed swords, and swallowing more potions in a short time, and the strengthening direction should be biased towards the physique Attributes……

  If someone can survive the trials of many schools of thought, what kind of existence will he become?

  Theoretically, after going through a trial of green grass, the body's resistance to toxicity will be greatly increased. Will it be easier to do it a second time?

  Of course, it is more likely. There are some fatal conflicts hidden between different herbal medicines.

  At present, this is just an idea of ​​Roy.

  "Do you mean to carry out multiple mutations and reshaping?" Resso's eyes shot a dangerous light, and he warned very severely, "Boy, why do you have such arrogant and ignorant thoughts?!"

   "I have lived for decades, and I have never heard of anyone who dares to take two different herbal medicines, even one after the other, there is no such idiot in the world! If there is, it must have become a pile of bones!"

  "Okay, kid, you haven't even passed the prodrug phase, don't make unnecessary fantasies." Reso's voice calmed down again, supporting the notebook on his lap. "Now let’s talk about it, do you feel any changes in your body? You usually get a little benefit after taking the prodrug for the first time."

   "Change?" Roy temporarily let go of his fantasy and turned his attention to the template.

  HP: 30/55 (poisoned)

   directly dropped by 20 points, showing the severe toxicity of the prodrug. In comparison, the toxicity of the cypress stems and dandelion sunflowers he swallowed before is completely negligible.

  Looking down, he couldn’t help but his eyelids twitched.

  Among all the attributes, the will has changed, 5.8→6.

   has increased by 0.2. After he wants to come and go through the torment that life is better than death, it is normal for his willpower to be tempered. But it is estimated that it will be effective for the first time.

  Other than that, there is no other change in the template.

   "Could it be because my physique has surpassed that of ordinary people, so I haven't improved?"

  He originally thought it would have a toxicity-related ability. Is it because the prodrug is not taken enough?

   "There is indeed a change..." Roy said, "I can feel... my mind and will have become firmer and more solid."

   "Okay." A hint of disappointment flashed in Resso's eyes, "It is consistent with the results I just checked, maybe you are a little older... but it doesn't matter, you won't know the final effect until the first stage is completed."

  ……

  Wait for Roy to recuperate for two days, and after his body was completely restored to health, he prepared to leave Edelsberg with the Demon Hunter.

  He didn’t plan to go to Kadell’s House to bid farewell, which only added to the sadness.

  The dwarf wine merchant suddenly came to his door.

With a hearty laugh, he walked towards his face in high spirits, and he could see that his life was quite moisturized. The beard that fell down to his chest was neatly groomed, black and shiny, and his face was so lively that he could no longer see it. Traces of insomnia.

  His performance is like meeting a long-lost relative, his **** hairy hands tightly holding Roy and Resso’s hands from left to right,

   "Thanks to the help of the two of you this time, I finally let go of my heart. When I return to Edsberg in the future, I must come to the house to meet, and let me do my best as a landlord."

  Roy waved his hand indifferently. In fact, the benefits he got from this "transportation business" were quite substantial.

   continued the dwarf,

  "You and Master Resor are going all the way to the west, and you are about to cross Mahakam. But in recent days, there are strange things in the mountains, and there are elders everywhere. You just go there empty-handed, I'm afraid the road will be blocked."

  "But how can I embarrass my friends and brothers? A personal referral is given. Two of them can be unimpeded in Mahakam. I still have the face of Sevier Hogg."

  Speaking, he blinked at Roy, who took the envelope, but he was slightly apprehensive.

   "Sevier, you have no other purpose, do you?"

  He always felt that there was a special meaning in the blink of the dwarf.

   "Where is this? I'm not an ungrateful person. I don't need to intrigue to entertain friends and brothers."

  Under the dwarf’s repeated assurances, Roy settled in his mind and glanced at the content of the letter:

  Brothers of Mahakam,

The two lords who appeared in front of you are from the Viper School, superb and skilled master hunters. They helped me solve my heart problems at Edsberg and became my good friends. Please brothers be sure. Give due respect and kindness to let the two pass Mahakam along the way.

   Tribute here

  Your brother, Mahakam Squirrel, Sevier Hogg

  1260, November

   is indeed just an ordinary letter of recommendation, and Roy no longer struggles.

   Finally, he hesitated to ask the dwarf wine merchant for one thing-to help take care of the children and teachers of the Cardell House.

  The other party also simply agreed.

  Soon after they packed their luggage, they sat quietly and closed their eyes for a moment.

  They don’t have much luggage. Actually, only a few clothes for Roy, potions and alchemy props, two packages are enough.

  In the past, Reso walked the world alone, so there was no need for extra clothes.

Going in the mud in the wilderness and water, not washing for ten and a half months is sparse and ordinary, waiting for half a month to wash in the tavern to refresh, find a woman to have a good night, and sailors, coachmen, bodyguards and other low-level men who work hard. What a difference.

  However, Roy is more exquisite than ordinary people of this era, taking baths often, and preparing for the future. Rather, who was not so particular, was a little uncomfortable.

  The two exchanged greetings, and they left the gate of Eddesberg, and proceeded along the western path towards Mahakam covered in mist.

  　 Thank you Tianya for your support! thanks for your support!

  (End of this chapter)