The Witcher: Grinding Proficiency Starting with the Witcher

Li Wei closed his eyes, clearly feeling that his body was about to give out.

He secretly resolved to fight back.

He came into this world in a daze, never having lived a day like a lord.

They were even told on the very first day that they didn't have long to live.

To survive, they had no choice but to train and study endlessly every day.

tired.

I'm really tired.

He recalled the days in his past life when he would work overtime until midnight and come home to lie on the bed like a dog, but he was never as tired as he was now.

But he was not willing to give up!

Why can some people live a life of high status while he can't?!

If he's already stumbled upon something like time travel, then nothing is impossible for him!

climb!

You damn body, get the hell out of here!

With his stamina about to reach zero, Li Wei lightly bit the tip of his tongue, and a sharp pain kept him conscious for the last time.

My body, already numb, is moving forward mechanically, relying entirely on willpower.

I don't know how much time passed.

"Snapped!"

My palm touched a furry, warm object, no longer the numbingly cold iron lock.

He subconsciously looked up.

First, you see lush green moss on the cliff face.

Immediately afterwards, a rough but warm hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, and a tremendous force lifted him up.

"Li Wei... Li Wei..."

Mavis's anxious voice rang in my ears.

"Turka, he has a wound and is bleeding. Quickly, take him to the campfire!"

In no time, the warm firelight seeped into her body, and Mavis's incantation was chanted beside her, the gentle light of the healing spell dispelling the excruciating pain.

Li Wei saw Aite take a green glass tube from his pocket, remove the cork, and put the bottle opening into his mouth.

The cool liquid entered his throat and then transformed into a fireball in his abdomen, exploding with a bang and instantly spreading throughout his body.

Li Wei frowned, revealing a pained expression, and the veins under his neck bulged.

[Status: Used Mavis's special Swallow Potion, health regenerates 0.5 points per hour, totaling 1.5 points]

Li Wei exhaled a breath of cold air, crossed his arms over his chest, his body still trembling slightly, but his condition had clearly improved.

Turka took a blanket, walked up to him, covered him with it, and asked in a low voice.

"Li Wei, what happened?"

Based on his understanding of Li Wei, the other party was definitely not the type to make such a reckless move.

With a slight tremor in his voice, Li Wei recounted the events as they happened.

"Lovin attracted the little mist spirits who wanted to kill me. Brand was seriously injured while saving me and is in a cave at the foot of the mountain... He's dying."

Upon hearing this, Turka's golden cat eyes suddenly shrank, and the flickering firelight danced wildly in his pupils.

Aite immediately turned around.

"I'm going to find him."

"No," Turka shook his head. "It would take too long for you to get there. Daniel is at the foot of the mountain; let him go."

His gaze shifted to Mavis.

Mavis conducted a preliminary examination of Levi's body and found that apart from being a little weak, he was fine, so she stopped the healing spell.

"I'll use my telepathy to tell Daniel about this."

After saying that, she quickly stood up, hurriedly walked to the side, and took out a magic crystal ball.

Turka sat down next to Li Wei, sniffed slightly, and smelled the lingering blood on Li Wei. Silently, he opened the pot lid, picked up a wooden bowl and spoon, ladled out a bowl of hot soup, and handed it to Li Wei.

Li Wei took it, carefully took a sip, and felt much warmer immediately.

"You killed Lauwen."

Turka suddenly spoke up.

Upon hearing this, Li Wei paused slightly, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded.

"Yes."

Turka raised his eyes, his gaze devoid of joy or sorrow.

"Raven Ferguson, Ethan Ferguson, are the apprentices Daniel brought back three years ago. Daniel told me they are the sons of the Baron of Pine Serpent Territory in Flac."

"Ferguson of Pine Serpent Ridge?"

Aite raised his head, a look of inquiry in his cat-like eyes. "That infamous Black Python Knight?"

Turka nodded silently.

Li Wei looked completely bewildered.

Aite continued, "The Black Python Knight Ferguson was once a renowned figure in the Kingdom of Flac. He guarded the northern border for the king for many years and made great contributions. It is said that he was a sharp sword in the hands of Flac III, eliminating many political enemies for him. He was a favorite of the king."

"But fifty years ago, with the death of King Flac III, that knight also suddenly perished."

"His descendants were all pleasure-seeking individuals, and the family quickly lost its former glory."

"When I returned, I heard from a bard that the Ferguson family had apparently been wiped out?"

Turka continued, "Yes, his father sensed the family's impending doom."

"The title of Black Python Knights has brought them too much glory, but it has also attracted countless enemies."

"Those enemies are lurking in the shadows, waiting for their chance, ready to dismember the Ferguson family at any moment."

"In order to preserve his family's bloodline, he deliberately posted monster-hunting missions to lure witchers, and eventually handed the two children over to Daniel by using the Law of Accidents, claiming that he could not afford the reward."

Li Wei was also surprised to hear such a twist in the story.

'No wonder Lauvin is so strong; he has the makings of a knight.'

"Furthermore, the fall of the Black Python Knight sounds exactly like a tactic used by a new king to purge old ministers and win over new nobles in order to ascend the throne."

However, he didn't care about any of that.

He was more concerned about Lauwen's strange black mist technique and the Black Python Body Tempering Breathing Method recorded on the parchment.

These are things that have never been heard of in The Witcher 3.

And the statue of the goddess Marina—he simply prayed silently, and it actually worked.

Do gods really exist in this world?

Seeing his silence, Turka patted him on the shoulder.

I'm not saying this to make you feel guilty.

"The moment I saw Lauvin, I saw the pride and hatred in his eyes."

"He hates his father who brought shame to his family, he hates the enemies lurking in the shadows, and he hates us witchers."

Aite lowered his head, gave a contemptuous smile, and spoke with a mocking tone.

"The high and mighty baron, the future knight, has become the very freak he despises most, hasn't he?"

"That's why I've been keeping him in the dorm all this time," Turdo said. "I figured that if he spends so much time with you guys, things will change."

"Unfortunately, hatred has blinded him."

"For traitors, there is only the sword; there is no room for mercy."

Li Wei came to his senses and felt a pang of regret.

……

At the foot of the mountain, at the exit of Eagle Gorge.

Daniel was leaning against a large birch tree, one hand resting on a greatsword, the blade still stained with undried blood.

His cat-like eyes flickered in and out in the darkness.

Suddenly, the Witcher badge on his chest began to vibrate violently.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

A strange sound came from his right side.

He looked up and peered through his cat-like eyes.

A blurry silver shadow appeared silently, said a few words quickly, and then disappeared without a trace.

Daniel was startled at first, then narrowed his eyes, casting a cold gaze toward the foot of Eagle Stream Mountain.

He lifted the greatsword with one hand, took heavy steps, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.