The Witcher: Grinding Experience Starting as a Wolf School Witcher

Chapter 16 [Basic Meditation]

"Ms. Veris, you...you are a sorceress?"

Veris looked at Alwin with a half-smile.

"Are you shocked?"

Alwin nodded.

Veris dissipated the magic in his hands.

"Whether it's a sorceress or a witcher, they are all creations of magic; there's no need to be surprised."

Her gaze fell on the herb drawer on the shelf, a silver light flashing in her dark pupils as her powerful mental energy enveloped it.

"Well done, the classification of all the herbs is basically correct, but there are some minor oversights."

Alwin saw a silver ripple flash across a drawer, which then opened by itself.

A red leaf floated out and was placed in a drawer cabinet engraved with the word "healing".

"This is red heart leaf, which looks very similar to red round leaf. Both have the effect of clearing heat, but red heart leaf can be crushed and applied to the wound to achieve a good hemostatic effect."

"Every herb or alchemical item has its own unique aura, which the experts at Cowburg call 'rhythm'."

"A true alchemist is one who can balance the rhythms between these alchemical materials to achieve the desired result."

"Rhythm..." Alvin muttered to himself, immediately thinking of his talent [Alchemy Perception].

"Are the ripples created by those materials rhythmic?"

[Herbal Alchemy Experience +5!]

Veris looked at him thoughtfully.

"You seem to have gained some insight." She picked up the moonflower in her hand. "Based on your understanding, can you tell which category this moonflower belongs to?"

"Don't be afraid, it's okay if you say something wrong."

Arwen took the Moongrass and focused his mind.

[Alchemy Perception] activated.

A faint silver glow emanated from it, like a heartbeat, but it was very weak.

"This halo is much weaker than when I first saw it; it's almost imperceptible. It's as if Lady Veris just drained all its power, that is, its magic."

"etc……"

Beneath that silvery radiance, there was a layer of almost imperceptible dark green specks. If one were to perceive them carefully, one's spiritual energy would feel as if it were sinking into a quagmire, sticky and uncomfortable.

This feeling...

Alwin's gaze immediately locked onto the herb drawer engraved with poison.

"Ms. Veris, does this moonflower contain toxins?"

Veris's eyes flashed with surprise.

"As expected, my observation was correct. You have a great talent in mental strength and perception. It would take an ordinary magic apprentice at least several years, or even a lifetime, to feel the existence of this rhythm."

With a flick of her hand, the drawer marked with a poison symbol opened, and Moonflower flew inside on its own.

"Snapped!"

The drawers were closed again.

"Indeed, besides containing magic, this moonflower also contains a mild hallucinogenic toxin."

"It's just a pity that you're already a Witcher apprentice, otherwise I would recommend you to go to Ban Ade City, which has the best magic academy in the Kingdom of Cordwin, and it's not far from here."

"A magic academy..." Alwin murmured, "Can't witcher apprentices study at magic academies?"

Veris turned and walked to the wooden chair, sitting down. "That's rare. I remember you witchers aren't interested in magic, are you?"

"I've heard a lot of talk about how arrogant you witchers are, saying that wizards' magic is flashy but impractical, requiring long spells, and some even need a lot of magical devices to be cast."

"But your hand seals are different. With just a simple gesture, magic gushes out like a fountain, used to slay monsters and even kill wicked witches in the countryside."

Alwin hurriedly said, "No, Lady Veris, I think you have some misunderstanding about witchers. Signs are only superior in terms of convenience, but in terms of power, they are certainly far inferior to real magic."

"It feels like being an archer and a warrior on a battlefield, each with their own distinct role."

Veris chuckled. "You certainly know how to argue."

"So it seems you have a strong fascination with magic?"

Alwin nodded without hesitation.

The real magic was right before his eyes; he couldn't let it slip away so easily.

The Witcher is appealing, but a melee mage is the real romance!

Veris's gaze was drawn to the burning intensity in Alwin's cat eyes, but he sighed.

"Well, as I just said, you've become a Witcher."

"Mutation gives your body great power, but it is also an irreversible change."

"This includes the perception of chaotic energy. For a normal magic apprentice, your perception level is probably less than one-tenth of that."

"The more advanced the magic, the greater the need for sensing chaotic energy. Otherwise, you witchers wouldn't only have such rudimentary tricks as signs."

"You should give up your fantasies about magic as soon as possible; you're not suited for it."

Alwin clenched his fists instinctively.

Not suitable? Can't a witcher learn advanced magic?

There are also the Dream Trials and Mountain Trials to come. If I could learn magic, it would definitely increase my chances of survival.

A strong sense of disappointment welled up inside me.

"Wait a moment."

"What does it have to do with me, Arwen, that the Witcher can't learn this skill?"

"I have a system! As long as I have the experience bar, I can just grind like crazy, right?"

With that thought, he raised his head, his eyes filled with utmost seriousness.

"Ms. Veris, I still want to give it a try."

Veris sat upright in his seat, adjusting his cuffs with both hands.

"You are very persistent, but when faced with things that are not feasible, you must learn to give up. This will do you good."

After saying this, Alwin's expression remained unchanged, and the room fell into an eerie silence.

After a long while, Veris saw through Alwin's persistence, shook his head and chuckled, a silver glint flashing in his pupils.

From the heavy volume of "World History" on the bookshelf behind Alwin, a parchment scroll tied with a red string suddenly flew out.

Veris raised her hand, and the parchment scroll floated in her palm.

"However... a dedication to the exploration of magic is also an essential quality for a magic apprentice."

With a push of her slender hand, the parchment scroll flew to Arwen's front, the red string scattered, and the parchment scroll slowly unfurled.

Arwen was overjoyed as he looked at the dense array of symbols on it.

Veris stood up. "I'll give you a chance. This is the most basic magical meditation, but you only have ten minutes. Let's see how much you can memorize."

Alwin's cat's eye constricted.

The ability to remember everything is activated in [Dual Soul].

She scanned the handwriting line by line, each character and each symbol deeply etched into her mind.

Chaotic energy, the four elements of earth, water, air, and fire...

Time passed second by second.

Alwin was highly focused, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

Veris tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

Suddenly, her fingers stopped moving.

"Time's up."

The parchment scroll in front of Alwin immediately closed.

"I watched it twice in ten minutes from beginning to end, so there shouldn't be any mistakes."

[Host has been detected to have mastered basic meditation. Skill unlocked: Basic Meditation]

[Basic Meditation Lv1: 0/100]