The Witcher: Grinding Proficiency Starting with the Witcher

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Inside the cave, only the crackling sound of burning firewood remained.

The gray mist churned and rolled.

A hunched, emaciated humanoid creature gradually appeared.

Its face was hairless, and its eyes were lifeless, yet they emitted a faint, cold light.

With its large, pointed ears and pale skin, its entire head resembled that of a hairless bat.

It was exhaling a faint mist from its nostrils, seemingly trying to pinpoint the scent on Li Wei.

The monster grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp, yellowish-white teeth.

Li Wei felt a chill run down his spine.

Little Fog Fairy.

Lao Wen silently chanted an incantation, and the golden object in his hand emitted faint golden light.

Taking advantage of the moment when the little mist demon had completely entered the cave, he flashed and quickly stepped into the exit.

"ha!"

The little mist demon suddenly turned around and let out a sharp, piercing cry, but did not rashly give chase, letting Lao Wen's figure disappear into the thick fog.

As Li Wei watched this scene, the red crystal pendant on his chest grew even hotter.

He silently retreated to the campfire, gritting his teeth inwardly.

If he weren't worried that the power of the [Great Fireball] spell would collapse the exit, he would definitely have let Lauvin and the little mist fairy experience it.

Suddenly, the little mist demon turned around abruptly and pounced on Li Wei like a whirlwind, arriving in an instant!

Li Wei was greatly alarmed and hurriedly swung his sword to parry.

A flash of silver light, and the sword's edge whistled!

As the sword was about to pierce the little mist demon's abdomen, his adrenaline surged.

However, the feeling of the sword's edge reaching my arm was as if I were cutting through thin air, without any resistance whatsoever.

"Whoosh!"

The little mist demon's body exploded, turning into a thick cloud of gray mist that quickly filled the entire cave.

"Snapped!"

The campfire beside him was kicked over by something, scattering burning firewood all over the ground. The flames were quickly swallowed up and extinguished by the thick fog.

"Damn it, this guy's target is the campfire first!"

Li Wei cursed under his breath, gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, and forced himself to calm down.

"Hehehe..."

The little mist demon's shrill laughter echoed through the mist, like a cat playing with a mouse, wantonly toying with its prey.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly, and silence fell.

A muffled sob came from afar.

A brown-haired boy slowly emerged from the mist.

He covered his face with his hands, his face as pale as paper, and tears kept sliding down his cat-like eyes, making him look so pitiful and helpless.

"Help me... I don't want to die..."

Li Wei's pupils suddenly widened.

"Lan...Lant..."

Li Wei couldn't believe that the little mist demon's illusion could be imitated so perfectly.

That look of despair was definitely the tragic state of Lant before his death.

He rushed forward, his sword flashing, slicing "Lant" in half at the waist.

A look of resentment instantly appeared on that miserable face, and finally, with a shrill scream, it turned into a cloud of mist and disappeared without a trace.

As the illusion dissipated, the little mist demon's chilling laughter echoed through the cave once more.

"Li Wei, what happened there?"

Brand's anxious shouts came from next to the stone wall.

"Li Wei, what happened there?"

The little mist fairy then repeated it in Brand's voice.

Li Wei's eyes were icy.

"That damned beast, he learns so fast!"

"Calm down, think carefully about how to deal with it."

Instantly, Aite's low growl during his windmill training echoed in my ears.

"Witchers don't just rely on cat eyes; use your other senses!"

Yes, the other senses!

Li Wei's ears twitched slightly, and he held his breath, listening intently.

"Da da..."

A very faint sound of footsteps on sand.

"Hehehe..."

"Behind you!"

He turned around abruptly, and a silver cross-shaped slash shot out, only to strike the ethereal mist once more.

Li Wei's face turned extremely ugly.

"Da da da!"

Similar sounds came from all directions at the same time, accompanied by the little mist demon's low, teasing laughter.

It seemed to have seen through Li Wei's intentions and deliberately simulated countless footsteps to confuse his judgment.

A sharp whooshing sound came from the side!

The hairs on Li Wei's right arm stood on end!

Without a second thought, he immediately rolled to the side, quickly got up using the powerful ability of [Body Coordination], and swung his sword back at the spot where he had just been!

"ha!"

After a short scream, a gaunt figure quickly disappeared into the thick fog.

"That was close!"

Li Wei took a breath.

The little mist demon can mimic sounds, but it can't mimic the sharpness of claws cutting through the air!

Then, silence fell again.

Cold sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

The little mist demon seemed stunned by his reaction and hesitated to attack again.

But this is also a trick it often uses.

Through constant harassment and psychological pressure, the prey is tormented until it is exhausted, and then killed effortlessly.

Ten minutes later, the sparse sounds started again, stimulating Li Wei's already tense nerves.

"Hehe..."

But the next moment, Li Wei's eyes widened, and he looked at what was in front of him in disbelief.

A tall figure emerged from the mist.

His golden hair was wet and hung down in front of his eyebrows, his face was covered in blood, and his expression was panicked and eerie.

"Li Wei...it really was you..."

Lao Wen?

Li Wei's eyes were icy cold, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

At the same time, I heard the soft sound of cat-like footsteps behind me.

The little mist fairy's thin body emerged silently, its sharp claws slowly digging towards his back!

Li Wei turned his head slightly, glancing at the deadly threat behind him out of the corner of his eye, a hint of madness appearing in his eyes.

"Okay, okay!"

Why did he have to become Lao Wen of all people?

"Today you deserve to die by my hand!"

He held his sword with both hands, made a feint towards the little mist demon behind him, and then twisted his waist at an odd angle.

Spinning Cross Slash!

The power of the shockwave erupted at full force!

"Waaah..."

A mournful cry came from "Lao Wen's" mouth!

Li Wei stepped forward.

The little mist demon's claws had already touched his back, but he ignored them completely!

At this moment, all he could see was the image of "Lao Wen"!

"I can already smell the stench on you!"

A cross-shaped sword light pierced through layers of mist!

"Lao Wen's" figure kept retreating, blood gushing from his chest. The false illusion peeled away layer by layer, revealing the true form of the little mist demon beneath!

The ghoul's sword oil splattered against its skin, producing a hissing sound like hot oil splashing.

The little mist demon quickly retreated, thick black blood flowing from its chest, the sword oil frantically corroding its wound.

The surrounding fog also dissipated at that moment.

Its face was ferocious, and its lifeless eyes were filled with surprise and anger.

It couldn't understand how this human had seen through its illusion!

"kill!"

Li Wei roared and took three steps in two, his sword light following him like a shadow, chasing after the little mist demon!

With a leap, the latter transformed into a cloud of mist once more, the two eerie lights on its head rapidly shifting as it desperately rushed towards the cave entrance.

Its speed was so fast that even with Li Wei's speed of 1.64, it was difficult for him to catch up.

As the little mist demon was about to disappear into the cave, Li Wei's heart sank, realizing that all was lost.

"Bang!"

A dull thud rang out, followed by the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air!

The little mist demon's hunched and short body was kicked back from the cave entrance by something!

Li Wei's pupils narrowed, his heart filled with ecstasy. Without hesitation, he rushed forward, his arm muscles bulging, pouring all his power into the sword!

With a single slash, the sword struck the little mist demon squarely in the neck!

The head rolled off, spraying black blood onto the ground, where it rose in wisps of steam.

[Defeat the Little Mist Demon, Spinning Cross Slash proficiency +50, General Physical Skill proficiency +50!]

[Acquire 25% of the Little Mist Fairy Mutant]

A system prompt appeared.

That anxious heart finally settled down.

"hiss……"

A soft inhale immediately pulled him back from the joy of the kill.