Then I'll take it seriously! ”

Hathaway grinned.

"You know what? Nowadays, GWENT cards have become a skill, or knowledge, that all mediums must learn. ”

"I really don't know how you did it in the first place, because everyone thinks that this thing can't be researched by one person's wisdom at all."

"Henrik told me about you, and he said that your presence would change the current situation of the life of the Demon Hunter, and Mother said that she had never seen Henrik take something so seriously."

"I think you might want to spread the GWENT card to the entire community of demon hunters." Hathaway suggested.

"The Witcher and Gwent ......"

"That's a really good idea."

Roger smiled.

"I should be able to help with that." Hathaway offered to ask.

"Okay." Roger nodded.

Energetic demon hunters, mostly female mediums, and then use the excuse of playing cards to contact each other.

Playing and fighting......

Roger could almost think of the final result.

In other words, is this learning or welfare?

After a few small talks, the two parted, and Hathaway continued to stand guard outside the hall while Roger entered the fairy tale manuscript.

After a period of adaptation, it was time for the first group of demon hunters to pass it on.

When he hears that Roger has built Kylemohan, Govy plans to move there with his people.

The Inheritance School experience is much simpler than you think.

Roger planted the seeds of the Cat School in everyone's mind, and in order to avoid accidents, he kept watching the reactions of the crowd.

In this way, day by day, Roger practiced swordsmanship with the Jackdaw Sword Master during the day, and returned to the training base at night.

While instructing, I observed the progress of the Grass Trial.

In fact, this Grass Trial was much more important than the last one.

The people who participated in the trial were ordinary people, and the problems they faced were the ones that needed to be solved the most.

Six days later.

Gowey's clan began to practice officially, and the grass trial of Ingmar and the others had ended.

A name appeared on the blank stele.

Luther Wiki.

There were a total of 7 people who participated in the trial.

"It's not your Henrik's fault, we did our best."

Roger could see that Henrik, who seemed to be nervous, was very concerned about the result.

"I know."

"If this probability is announced, other transcendent forces will go crazy."

"How many of them?"

Roger asked.

"Ingmar went to drink, Lawrence grew new arms, he said he needed to get used to it, and as for the rest, he said to vent the exuberant energy in his body."

Roger opens the notice panel, and in order to raise the Hunter Base to the next level, it normally requires a hundred ordinary Hunters.

But at this time, in the progress bar on the notice board, the previous number has jumped from 25 to 60!

After the end of the genre inheritance, the strength of Gowey's clan has increased significantly, and with the successful six demon hunters, according to Roger's speculation, the progress should be around forty.

In other words, the rest of the ascension comes entirely from Sunset Chinatsu.

Comparatively, the Hunter base is also more inclined towards the elite route.

The matter of the hunter base is over, and the rest can be left to Henrik and the others to develop steadily, and Roger can finally focus all his attention on swordsmanship cultivation.

Yatsuya Jianjiao left Hankawa to go to the desert to deal with the mess left by the Ishii family, and it wasn't long before Yata's celebrities were also sent out by the Jackdaw Sword Master.

Roger's life became simple and boring.

Cultivation became all he had.

He has never been so fully committed to his studies as he has been in recent times.

He had even forgotten his purpose, the hidden intentions of the Jackdaw Sword Lord.

One is willing to teach, the other is willing to learn.

Time passed.

One day, as usual, Roger was on the top of the Cold River Mountain, practicing the swordsmanship inheritance that the Hunter's Hut had selected for him.

Suddenly, an old voice came.

"Roger, how long have you been in Hanchuan?"

"How long?"

Roger stopped his movements in a daze, and then he suddenly noticed a little fragrance burrowing into his nose.

Looking sideways, the cherry blossom tree, which had been wrapped in buds not long ago, was now fully extended, and the branches were full of blooming flowers.

Under the cherry blossom tree, a thin old man leans his back against the rough trunk and pours the wine from his cup down his throat.

Roger lost his mind slightly.

The wide robe was covered on his body, making the Jackdaw Sword Master at this time look a little ridiculous.

He's thinner and older.

Correspondingly, the eyes of the Jackdaw Sword Master were terrifyingly bright.

Roger didn't even dare to look at him, and there seemed to be a sharp sword light piercing out of his eyes.

Roger withdrew his gaze.

"Are the cherry blossoms already blooming?"

He sighed, there was a feeling that there was no sun and moon in the mountains recently, and he met with the Jackdaw Sword Master regularly every day, and then began to practice swordsmanship under his guidance.

Because of the daily meeting, the changes in the Jackdaw Sword Lord were not so obvious, and at this time, from this state, Roger noticed the passage of time.

"Ninety-nine days."

"This is the ninety-ninth day you have guided me."

Roger replied.

No matter what the other party's purpose is, at least the benefits he gets in front of him are obvious, as a teacher, the Jackdaw Sword Master is qualified.

"That's it."

The Jackdaw Sword Master whispered, leaning his thin back against the cherry blossom tree, as if it had taken a lot of his energy just to sit.

The beauty of the cherry blossoms reflects the decay of the Jackdaw Sword Master.

A life is coming to an end, and a life is flourishing.

Roger was stunned for a moment, it was still early today, and it was far from the end of the day.

"It's time for you to go down."

Jackdaw Architecture said again.

"Ninety-nine days, thirty-three inheritances!"

"To be honest, I was really surprised."

The Jackdaw Sword Lord smiled with satisfaction.

Roger didn't answer, he knew that it was partly due to the heart of the sword, partly to the guidance of the hunter's hut, and also to the presence of aura.

The strength of the Demon Hunter is inseparable from the practice of swordsmanship, and in the process of swordsmanship, in addition to the inherent experience, personal unique perception is also essential.

The perception of ordinary witchers is only a moment, but these accumulated auras can be preserved and used as a driving force for comprehending new sword seals when needed.

Strive to gain more swordsmanship experience and understanding of the rules of strength, and complete the cultivation of the Alpine Trial through the aura from other demon hunters.

This is the real reason why Roger has completed thirty-three swordsmanship cultivation in a short period of time.

Nearly three months have not been wasted in Henrik and Amanda, and now the next upgrade of the Demon Hunter Base is not far away.

"Learning is over?"

According to the Jackdaw Sword Master, imitation is only the first stage.

"Of course not, but you have more important things to do."

"In addition, the second stage of cracking is not something that can be completed by practice and dry sitting."

"You need to fight."

"The most important thing is ......"

He sighed.

"I'm running out of time."

Roger was silent.

The Jackdaw Sword Master waved his hand a little tiredly.

"Go to Michihiro Morita and he'll tell you what to do."

The Jackdaw Sword Master laughed, "I hope I'll be alive the next time you come back." ”

"Definitely."

Roger lowered his head.

To be honest, facing the Jackdaw Sword Master, Roger's emotions are very complicated.

The two do not have the relationship of master and apprentice, but they have the reality of master and apprentice, as a top powerhouse, whether it is the strength of the heart and wrist or even the charm of personality, they are the best among the transcendents that Roger has met so far.

Compared to the Jackdaw Sword Master, both Green and Lilith looked small and embarrassed.

The purpose of the Jackdaw Sword Lord is clear, immortality.

There is no such thing as greatness, there is no such thing as justice, his starting point is selfish, but for the ultimate goal, he will not do anything to achieve it.

It's not because you can't.

It's because of disdain.

The Jackdaw Sword Master did not choose the path of Tengu Shrine, perhaps not because he felt that all beings were for the benefit of ordinary people, but more because of the pride in his heart.

Compared to such pride, the arrogance of Dark Fasting is useless.

Deep down, Roger very much hoped that the Jackdaw Sword Master could succeed, and he wanted to know if such a talented and proud powerhouse could live longer.

What kind of brilliance can be created?

He's really looking forward to it.

Even deep down, Roger wished it all just his own thoughts.

When he came to the Black Tower, Roger only remembered at this time that when he practiced swordsmanship recently, he used an iron sword that the Jackdaw Sword Master found casually.

The last time I gave the Sword of Fate to Michihiro Morita, I forgot to get it back.

Led by the guards, Roger arrives at Michihiro Morita's room.

There was no one in the room, and he sat under the tree and waited for a while before he saw Michihiro Morita walk in with great interest.

Compared with the last time they met, Michihiro Morita's mental state has changed a little, his eyes are bright, and the vigor in his eyes beats even more than that of most young people.

In addition, his strength has also taken a big step forward.

"Striking iron can also increase strength?"

Roger thought silently.

Michihiro Morita walked over with a box in his hand.

"I must apologize, Roger."

Morita Michihiro frowned, "The transformation of the Sword of Fate has failed, the entire sword is made up of two separate parts, and the original user is the link that connects these two separate parts. ”

"In my vision, it should be possible to graft this connection with the use of the Eternal Stone, but in the process of operation, other variables have emerged."

Michihiro Morita sighed, "So...... I failed. ”

Roger never imagined that he had waited for three months to get such a result.

That is to say...... Is this a broken sword? ”

Even if it didn't show it on his face, Roger's mood still fluctuated somewhat.

"Who said that?" Michihiro Morita was stunned.

"I'm not a Leng Touqing, even if the transformation fails, it's impossible to destroy your weapon?"

"The Sword of Fate is actually an unfinished product, since there is no way to completely fuse it, I did the opposite, rerefining the outer layer of the sword body, and mixing it with the rest of the earth, although there is no way to increase its attack power, but it can strengthen the fit with spiritual power."

"You feel it carefully."

As he spoke, he opened the box in his hand.

Roger was immediately drawn to the new Sword of Fate.

At the beginning, due to the special material, although the sword of fate had a metallic luster, it was essentially a bone sword.

If you look closely, you can still feel the texture of the white bones.

However, not much had changed at this point, but the edge of the blade had an extra flush about a finger's width.

At first glance, it looked like blood flowing from the sword's body, and the feeling of the whole weapon coming to life was even more obvious.

Roger clenched his weapon, and a hint was given on the notice board.

Unknown Transformation: Improve the fit of spiritual power and upgrade the potential.

It is true that as Michihiro Morita said, there is no change in other attributes.

"And this crow feather, completely remade in the furnace."

There was another weapon in the box, a feather-like texture pressed into the blade, which was narrower and longer than Chinatsu's height.

Roger nodded, and accepted the two weapons.

"Teacher asked me to come to you......"

"Oh." Michihiro Morita nodded and took out a short knife that he had brought with him.

The knife with sheath is about fifty centimeters, and at first glance, Roger can't tell the specific material of this weapon.

The handle and scabbard are intricately patterned, densely wrapped like silk threads.

"There has been a new development in things, and this weapon is a staged display."

"You must keep it carefully, and you must not pull it out until you give it to another person!"

Morita Michihiro earnestly admonished.

"Who should I give it to?"

"Go to Qinglu Mountain and find the master of the barberry sword."

"Among the four great swords, if the jackdaw is the strongest sword, then the barberry is the hardest sword, and more importantly, in the inheritance of the guardian spirit barberry, there is a special secret technique called the spirit infusion method."

"It's a special secret technique that can strengthen a cultivator's own defenses through guardian spirits."

"You should know that in the spirit sword technique we studied, there is a link that requires the soul of the cultivator to have some kind of guardian spirit characteristics."

"The sword master guesses that Barberry's infusion method may involve something similar."

Michihiro Morita explained.

"Using abilities to strengthen the Guardian's own defenses, something like that many schools can do?"

Roger was a little strange.

"It's different, many years ago, there was a battle between Jackdaw and Barberry, and no one knows the result, but listening to what the Sword Master of Hanshan said, he thinks that Barberry is not a simple accumulation of spiritual power."

"The Sword Master suspects that they have strengthened the cultivator's body!"

"Strengthen the flesh?!"

Roger's brow jumped.

"It sounds like a means of the transcendent in the West."

After all, the blood is condensed and the body is strong.

Michihiro Morita nodded.

"You know, this is the East."

"Therefore, there must be something very special about Barberry's spiritual infusion method, if it is really as the sword master guessed, if you get the spiritual infusion method, the research progress of the spirit sword can take a big step forward!"

Michihiro Morita looked excited.

Roger was silent for a moment.

He noticed that Michihiro Morita had changed the name of the project from the Living Sword to the Spirit Sword.

"Just give this thing to the Barberry Sword Master?"

Roger frowned, he always felt that things were not so simple.

Sure enough, Morita shook his head.