1248, Kylemohan.

"Hold on, Wayne, just hold on a little longer, and you'll be successful."

An old man's voice mixed with anxiety crept into Wayne's ears.

But at this time, Wayne didn't pay attention to this voice at all, he only felt a huge pain all over his body, his body seemed to be crawling with countless poisonous snakes and scorpions that bit the flesh, countless poisons seeped into his body, and the muscles seemed to be dissolved, and then forcibly pinched into their original state, and his limbs could not move at all except for severe pain and soreness.

Enduring this inhuman torture, Wayne could vaguely hear the voice of the old man beside him, as if teaching him how to control his body, and as if encouraging him to persevere.

Wayne couldn't help but wail at this painful ordeal, and after holding on for more than ten minutes, he inevitably fell into a coma.

I don't know how long it took, when Wayne felt that his body was slightly better, and he opened his eyes with all his strength.

He was greeted by a stone ceiling covered in moss and cobwebs, and he instinctively wanted to look around, but the mere turn of his head almost exhausted his strength.

After some observation, Wayne deduced that it was an ancient castle-like building, made of rocks, and in addition to the wooden bed board where he was lying, there were some glass test tubes similar to those used in chemical experiments, as well as various experimental equipment such as tweezers and crucibles.

And the cold and damp aura coming from his body made Wayne feel that he should be in a basement-like room.

However, before he could continue to observe, a sharp, tearing pain came from his brain.

"Ahh ~Yes! ”

This great pain comes and goes quickly.

In less than a minute, Wayne's brain was calm, and the memory of a half-elf boy appeared in his memory out of thin air.

Along with it, there is also information about the essential gold finger of the traverser.

Wayne (14 years old)

Class: Witcher

Level: Level 1 (0/100)

Attributes: Strength 13, Agility 18, Constitution 15, Spirit 18.

Skills: Swordsmanship LV1, French Seal LV1, Gene Mutation LV1.

Special Bloodline: Ancient Blood (Weak, Unawakened) requires 10 Ability Points to activate.

Secondary skills: Archery LV1, Cooking LV1.

The Witcher, this is the world of the Witcher.

Before Wayne could think about the crossing, a slightly heavy footstep heard from outside the room.

A few seconds later, Wayne saw a good-looking, kind-looking old man in old iron armor walk through the door.

Seeing the awakened Wayne, the old man couldn't help but show a happy smile on his face, he brought a bowl of boiled vegetable soup from the table next to him, sat on the side of Wayne's bed, and said with emotion:

"You're awake at last, kid."

"Good thing you're still alive."

According to the memory in his mind, Wayne looked at the old man's slightly sad face, hesitated for a second, and then said in a hoarse voice:

"Mr. Viselmere, am I the only one who survived?"

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help but close his eyes with a sigh and touched Wayne's hair.

"Yes, out of several children, you are the only one who survived."

"In the mutation process of the Grass Trial, there is no warlock to release the Stability Spell for us, and the failure rate is too high."

Looking at Wayne, who was weak and almost dead, Viselmir seemed to have made some kind of decision, and his tone became a lot more vicissitudes in an instant.

"The Witcher Trials are too dangerous."

"Perhaps, after you, there won't be any new witchers in Kylemohan."

………………

A month later, inside Kyle Mohan's training ground.

In the early morning, when the sun had just risen, Wayne was practicing the witcher's swordsmanship with an unedged steel sword in front of a dummy made of straw and wood.

Tossing and turning, slashing and stabbing, the heavy steel sword in his hand, each blow was fast and fierce, cutting the dummy made of hard wood into many dents.

After practicing for two hours, it was not until he was sweating all over, his hands and feet were weak, and his muscles were slightly sore, that Wayne finally heard the strange voice in his head again.

+1 Sword Mastery, Current Progress: 36.

Kendo LV1: Sword power +5%

After a period of exploration, Wayne found that his various skills, in addition to being able to use upgraded ability points to improve the skill level, the most important thing is to rely on his usual hard work.

Even if the level of swordsmanship is now upgraded from one to two, it will take more than two hundred hours of dedicated training to upgrade to the next level, which can be said to be quite difficult.

Fortunately, as a sports student, the most important thing he lacks is patience and enthusiasm for training.

With a gentle exhale, Wayne took off his already sweaty linen shirt, revealing the immature but already quite obvious muscle lines on his body, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up the steel sword, and walked towards Kyle Moham's castle.

Passing through the castle gates, in the somewhat dimly lit castle hall, the old witcher Viselmir sat beside a dozen thick books, leaning back on a wooden armchair, his head hanging and snoring slightly.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Wayne's mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

Viselmir was a respectable elder, and in the past month, the old man had not only tried his best to teach him all kinds of demon hunter skills, but also taught him many principles of being a human being, so that Wayne, who was suddenly far away from his familiar environment, had a feeling that he could rely on.

As a demon hunter who has lived for hundreds of years, the old man is almost a living antique in the witcher world, and he is also the most respectable person in the hearts of everyone in the wolf school.

He didn't disturb the old witcher's sleep, but went upstairs lightly, went to his room, and took a cold shower using the clean water he had prepared.

Life in the Middle Ages was quite harsh, and there were only a few pieces of furniture in his room.

Changing into clean clothes, Wayne looked at the handsome face in the mirror, except for a pair of amber cat eyes and pointed ears, which were no different from ordinary teenagers, and sighed softly.

In his previous life, he was a sports student in archery who was quite optimistic, but because of an accident, he was unfortunately hit by a mud truck and died, so he came to this world.

Unexpectedly, judging from the memory of the possessed boy, the life experience of this life is also very miserable.

This half-elf boy named Wayne, whose mother's name is Martha, is an elven prostitute in the slums of Vegema City, and as for who his father is, even Martha herself does not know.

Because of his mother's special occupation, the boy was born in a brothel and lived there for eight years, until Martha contracted some serious illness and the mother and son were kicked out of the brothel.

Before he died, he was given to the passing old witcher Viselmir, who had been training for six years in Kellmohan.

Originally, there were six children who trained with Wayne, but because of the lack of help from warlocks in the grass trial here, he was the only lucky one who survived.

However, Wayne knew very well that if it weren't for his accidental crossing, none of the six children in this group would have survived.

And it wasn't until decades later, as soon as the Witcher plot began, that Kyle Mohan ushered in a new witcher.