50. Ugh~

"Eh~"

The silence in the large room was broken by a sigh.

"Vera, Allen hasn't been bewitched by an evil god, has he?"

The sorceress stood by the window, not turning around.

"I don't understand."

A cool voice came from the balcony. The witcher was taken aback and asked, "What don't you understand?"

Vera turned, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, and looked at the Wolf School's head, saying: "Sol, do you really care about Allen?"

"Even a stranger is worried about Allen's safety. Why are you so stubborn, insisting on sending him into that pointless trial?"

Hearing the sorceress's questioning, the Wolf School's head immediately raised his voice and said: "Allen is my child. Of course, I care about him."

"But since he has become a witcher, he must act like one..."

"...undergo training, face tests, pass trials, travel as a witcher..."

The sorceress's eyes showed no emotional fluctuation as she coldly looked at the witcher. Sol's speech gradually slowed down, his voice becoming lighter, and finally dissipated into silence.

After a moment of silence, he sighed and said: "Vera, we both know he has no other path to take, otherwise you would have taken him away from me long ago..."

"No, you once secretly took Allen away, but the result wasn't very clear, was it?"

"The child of miracles cannot escape the cycle of fate..."

"Letting him follow the path of a witcher apprentice should be the safest."

Vera's body trembled slightly, and she changed the topic.

"Allen has not been bewitched by an evil god."

Sol's keen witcher senses caught that slight tremor. He sighed again in his heart, collected his emotions, and said, "Didn't you ask where this knowledge came from?"

The sorceress gave the witcher a contemptuous glance and said: "I only need to know that this knowledge is safe..."

"At least it doesn't involve those evil gods..."

"As for the rest... I'll only listen when he wants to tell me..."

Sol nodded. Just as he was about to say something to ease the tension between them, he suddenly thought of something, gave a dry laugh, and said: "Vera, the previous experimental records might need to be revised."

The sorceress was taken aback and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Crunch!"

The witcher squatted down, snapping the drowner's ribs in a few moves and placing them aside.

Then he pointed to the empty chest cavity and said: "Here, the witcher's eye might absorb the prey's heart?"

"Do you want to ask Allen again, or make something up yourself?"

The sorceress sighed deeply, remained silent for a few seconds, and said: "I'll ask again at noon."

"Noon?" The witcher glanced outside.

There was still some time before noon.

"You want to know why noon."

This was a statement, not a question.

"I am indeed curious."

The witcher nodded.

Immediately, He saw the sorceress's frozen face melt into a radiant smile like snow melting in spring.

"Snap"

An orange portal appeared.

Vera smiled and pointed to the portal. The sweet smile he hadn't seen in a long time made Sol lose his mind for a moment. Without much struggle, he walked into it. During the years of meeting Vera, he had developed a unique technique for passing through portals. Although still uncomfortable, Sol didn't fear portals as much as other witchers.

But with one foot in the portal, he realized Vera hadn't moved.

"Vera, you..."

"Snap"

A snap of the fingers. The witcher's medallion didn't have time to tremble before it followed its owner into the portal.

"Snap"

Another snap.

The portal disappeared.

The cabinet door in the reception room slowly opened, and a delicate crystal cup and an unopened bottle Toussaint Red floated out.

The crystal cup filled with wine hovered to the sorceress's hand. She gently swirled the glass, gazing at the golden mountains under the morning sun. Then, thinking of something, she smiled and sighed.

...

Mary returned from the inner room carrying a large basket of materials, only to find Vera gone.

After exchanging glances with Allen, she saw the witcher apprentice smile sheepishly and say: "Vera... has left."

"Um... do you want to step out too?"

Allen knew the side effects of brewing Killer Whale quite well.

The girl's face turned white as she remembered the previous stench, and she was about to nod and leave.

But then she recalled the sorceress's exact words: "...make a few more bottles for him."

Her petite face changed color several times in an instant, and then she sighed and slumped onto the alchemy table opposite the witcher apprentice. The scheming among sorceresses began in their apprentice years. Having survived hundreds of apprentices at Aretuza, Mary was naturally not just an innocent little girl.

Leaving now, the sorceress wouldn't blame her. But she would lose a chance to please Vera. Although she didn't know why, she had seen very clearly these days. Her mentor, one of the founding members of the Brotherhood of Sorcerers, Vera, the Scarlet Fox, was almost entirely focused on this witcher apprentice. If not for knowing that sorceresses couldn't bear children, Mary would have suspected the apprentice's identity.

So, she waved her hand like an old woman and said: "No need, you... you continue."

"And... if there's anything you need me to do, just tell me."

Seeing this, the witcher apprentice didn't persuade further. He took a deep breath and was about to light a fire.

"Snap"

A snap of the fingers. Allen looked back in surprise, thinking Vera had returned. But it was another sorceress from Kaer Morhen.

"This is just a basic ignition spell, nothing to be surprised about," Mary explained smugly.

The witcher apprentice nodded in thanks and turned his attention back to the cauldron.

The bottom of the pot heated up.

"Sizzle~"

Buckthorn entered the pot, followed by a spoon to crush it.

The strong stench filled the alchemy room again.

"Ugh~"

That was Mary's retching sound.

"Ugh~"

That was still Mary's retching sound.

"Ugh~"

That was still...

No, that wasn't a female voice.

But being in the safety of Kaer Morhen, Allen didn't stop what he was doing. While attending to the cauldron, he glanced in the direction of the sound.

Allen: ?

It was the Wolf School's head.

...

Sol, unexpectedly pushed into the portal by Vera, only slightly heightened his vigilance. After all, from any angle, the sorceress wouldn't send him to a place that would endanger his life. This kind of prankish behavior made him a bit happy, thinking their strained relationship might have a breakthrough.

Moments later, a flash of orange light.

Sol knew he had arrived. Quickly holding his breath, as he passed through the portal, he identified the location as the alchemy room and then released his witcher senses. Then came the instant feeling of weightlessness.

"Vera hasn't played this trick on me in a long time. Does she think I'm still that witcher who just made a name for himself centuries ago?"

Sol chuckled inwardly. As he fell from a meter-high portal, he rolled to cushion the fall.

Skilled movements, silent.

If not for the portal's noise, neither Allen nor Mary would have noticed another person in the alchemy room.

Sol stood up, about to greet them. But as he took a deep breath, his body froze.

"Ugh—"

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