The Witcher: Grinding Experience Starting as a Wolf School Witcher

Chapter 3: Slaying the Water Ghost, Talent [Blade Perception]

"ha!"

The water demon bared its fangs and claws, its back fins stood erect, and it let out a low growl from its throat.

A faint green light flashed from the claws extending from the webbed hands.

Alwin gripped the sword hilt with both hands, his eyes filled with vigilance.

Water ghosts are a type of scavenging creature. They possess highly toxic antibodies, and their claws and teeth are covered with countless germs.

If you are accidentally scratched, the resulting wound infection will be no less serious than tetanus.

Arwen held his sword upright in front of his right chest, his feet constantly circling the water ghost.

"Arwen, I'm here to help you!"

Horton and Winston, who were in the same group, finally reacted and surrounded the water ghost with their training swords.

The three were only thirteen or fourteen years old, and in terms of physique, they were no taller or stronger than the water ghost.

Alwin dodged the water ghost's attack. "The training sword is useless against it. Hit its head and abdomen."

"Be careful not to get scratched."

With Alwin's reminder, the three of them, relying on their six years of teamwork, managed to keep the water ghost from making any moves for a while.

As for Aiken's group, Aiken's aggressive playing style temporarily suppressed the Water Ghosts.

Vesemir glanced at both of them, slightly raised his head, and finally fixed his gaze on Arwen.

People generally believe that witchers are lone hunters who fight alone.

The reason for this is simply that the mutations caused by the Trial of the Grasses, as well as the deliberate training that followed, have left the vast majority of Witchers with an extreme lack of expressive ability.

They were even described in "Freaks, or Descriptions of the Witcher" as merciless killing machines, damned inhuman species.

But Vesemir always believed that witchers also need companions and cooperation.

This trait was actually manifested in a fourteen-year-old apprentice.

After a brief moment of surprise, a scream suddenly came from the right.

"what!"

Brad from Aiken's team clutched his right arm as his training sword fell to the ground.

The water ghost's sharp claws tore through his hemp clothing, leaving four straight bloodstains. Fresh blood kept flowing from the wounds, and no amount of covering it could stop it.

"ha!"

The water ghost smelled the pungent stench of blood in the air and went completely berserk. Ignoring Aiken's attacks, it pounced on Brad and pinned him down, then opened its mouth and began to bite him with all its might.

Brad screamed in terror, "Help! Help me!"

When Aiken witnessed the water ghost's frenzied behavior, his mind went blank for a brief moment.

Vesemir frowned slightly. Without needing to be signaled, Geralt strode forward, reached over his shoulder, grasped the hilt of his sword, and drew it from its sheath.

With a swift movement, a flash of silver light descended, clean and decisive.

The water ghost's hideous head was severed, and murky blood sprayed all over Brad.

This unexpected turn of events also affected Alwin's group.

Horton's gaze fell on Aiken's group, his cat-like eyes narrowing sharply. The pool of blood made his mind go blank, filled with horrified horror.

"What happened to Brad? Is he dead? Was he killed by a water ghost?"

"ha!"

Alwin's group of water ghosts found an opening, their eyes turning bloodshot, and charged towards Horton's position.

Alvin, growing impatient, quickened his pace and shouted, "Horton!"

Horton realized what was happening, and when he looked back, he saw the suddenly magnified, dark blue-green claws reflected in the cat's eyes.

No, that's too fast.

He didn't even have time to scream.

In the blink of an eye, a gray boot suddenly appeared at his side.

Under this force, Horton's body was suddenly sent flying.

The water ghost missed its target with its claws, and its dead fish eyes quickly focused on the black-haired boy in front of it.

"ha!"

The incredibly foul breath nearly made Alwin vomit his breakfast.

At the same time, a sharp whistling sound rang out, and a slight stinging sensation came from the skin of his neck, causing his heart rate and adrenaline to surge to their limit.

The water ghost's sharp claws were already aimed at his neck.

"call……"

Under extreme mental pressure, Alwin felt as if time had stood still at that moment.

He could clearly see the attack trajectory of the water ghost's claws, and even the patterns on the scales on the water ghost's body.

If an outsider were to see it, they would notice that Alwin's gray cat eyes had shrunk to needle-like shapes.

The spiritual power of the [Dual Soul] talent is running wildly.

Get moving!

Get moving!

Alwin shouted in his mind and quickly bent down.

The water ghost's claws whistled past overhead.

Alwin stared intently at the water ghost's exposed, soft belly.

opportunity!

Alwin strode forward and shoved the water ghost to the ground.

Without a moment to think, Alwin quickly adjusted his posture, strode forward, stomped his foot on the water ghost's chest, gripped the training sword with both hands in reverse, and forcefully thrust it down.

"laugh!"

The training sword wasn't enough to cleave through the water demon's scales, but it was sufficient to cut open its abdomen.

"ha!"

The water ghost seemed completely oblivious to the cramping in its abdomen; even with its intestines twisted into a pretzel, it continued to swing its claws at Alwin.

Alwin was furious.

That beast actually dared to fight back.

Draw your sword.

With both arms raised, the silver light fell to the ground, and the sword slammed hard into the water ghost's head, splattering blood everywhere.

Once, twice...

The water ghost's rotting head was quickly hacked into a pulp, and its flailing limbs gradually went limp on the ground. Even so, Alwin showed no sign of stopping his hacking.

The month-long unfamiliar environment and the month-long relentless training put immense pressure on him, both physically and mentally, making it difficult for someone who had experienced modern society to breathe. Several times, it brought him to the brink of mental collapse.

He needed an outlet to vent his frustrations, to release them all with his sword.

Alwin stopped moving, panting heavily, only when he heard the system's mechanical notification.

Slay the Water Demon to obtain 25% Water Demon Mutant.

[Apprentice Swordsmanship Experience +1!]

[Apprentice Swordsmanship Lv1: 100/100 → Apprentice Swordsmanship Max, gain talent: Blade Perception]

[Blade Sensing (White): Through years of swordsmanship training, you have developed a unique understanding of swords, enabling you to accurately sense the weight, length, and center of gravity distribution of each sword, and thus make appropriate swordsmanship movements.]

Alwin looked at the panel.

A feeling of divine inspiration welled up in my heart, and all the parts of the apprentice swordsmanship that I had been confused about before were completely resolved at this moment.

His right hand unconsciously gripped the sword hilt, his palm slightly warm.

A message quickly flooded my mind.

[Wolf School Apprentice Two-Handed Training Sword: A two-handed longsword forged by an ordinary blacksmith, with fifty-nine imperfections, forty inches in total length, twenty-seven inches in blade length, weighing thirty-five ounces, with its center of gravity one inch in front of the guard, suitable for slashing movements.]

This feeling is the feeling of becoming stronger.

Alwin pursed his dry lips.

He quickly understood the role of this talent.

Now, as soon as I touch an unfamiliar sword, I can immediately sense its strengths and weaknesses, allowing me to quickly get the hang of it without any issues with balance.

This is simply divine skill for someone who uses a sword.

I never expected that after the apprentice swordsmanship reached level 1 and the experience was full, it would directly reach the maximum level.

So it really is just apprentice swordsmanship...

Also, there's the 25% water ghost mutant.

Arwen recalled that in The Witcher, monster mutants could enhance corresponding abilities, but the lack of effect was probably because he hadn't fully acquired them yet.

If one water ghost has a 25% chance of success, then killing three more would make it 100%.

Arwen leaned on his sword with his left hand, wiped the murky blood splattered on his face with the back of his right hand, and glanced at the four water ghosts tied to the wooden stake. His gray cat eyes gradually turned fiery.

P.S. This image is a screenshot from a video by Bilibili up (糰子PAPA). Geralt