"No, this will affect the efficacy of the decoction of green grass and may lead to uncontrollable accidents."

In the Alchemy Laboratory, Visemir rejected Natiya's proposal.

In order to develop a safer trial process, Visemir summoned Triss and all the witch hunters in the castle to brainstorm.

Natiya came up with a more traditional method, using potions to improve the toxicity of her apprentice before the trial begins.

But this practice was rejected many years ago.

Every witch hunter will receive drug resistance and toxicity training during the apprenticeship stage, but it must be carried out without affecting the effect of decocting the grass.

Natiya hopes to further increase the amount of anti-toxic agents, but Visemir believes that this will affect the effect of green grass decoction, and rejected her proposal.

Tris then came up with her own ideas.

"What if you use spells to strengthen your toxicity during the trial?"

Wisermire pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head and rejected it.

"It's too difficult. The physical condition of the apprentice who is undergoing the trial is changing all the time. As long as the warlock fails to keep up for a moment, all his efforts will be wasted, and it may even cause worse changes."

Even though the final answer to reducing the mortality rate of trials was known through Xin Sheng's special case, Visemir and others could not think of a process to solve the problem for a while.

After many generations of reforms, it is difficult to have room for improvement. If you are not careful, you will destroy the delicate balance of the efficacy of the medicine.

In other words, all considerations can only be achieved through external factors.

"Yeah~"

Xin Sheng held his chin with his hands in deep thought.

"Pills are not feasible, spells are difficult to maintain for a long time. What about... equipment?"

"Not even possible, the anti-toxic effect of the equipment is only external, while the toxicity of the green grass decoction medicine starts from the inside."

"It's a big trouble to improve the inner resistance to magic without destroying the effect of the decoction...."

Difficulties are taken for granted.

The intersection of celestial spheres occurred more than 1,500 years ago, which means that the witch hunter was created for at least a thousand years.

For a thousand years, the witch hunter has been trying to find ways to optimize the trial process.

From the initial trial success rate of less than 10% to the current 30% has been considered a great improvement.

Unfortunately, times have changed.

As humans in this world have gradually become accustomed to many monsters in the wild, they are becoming increasingly alienated from demon hunters who exist specifically to deal with monsters.

There are fewer and fewer young people willing to become witch hunters, and coupled with the ultra-low probability of trial success, the inheritance of witch hunters is gradually demise.

If the chance of passing the grass trial cannot be greatly improved in the contemporary era, even those without the ability to predict can guess that the witch hunter will eventually become history one day in the future.

Old-school witch hunters, including Visemir, have begun to gradually accept their fate.

Over the past hundreds of years of life, they have been discriminated against and treated differently by humans.

Although Visemir did not mention it to his disciples, he secretly thought about whether the witch hunter still had the need to exist.

The current situation of the witch hunter's decline is not just in the wolf school.

It is better to say that the Wolf School is already the most complete school of preservation and inheritance among the existing witch hunters.

The Cat School has long turned against the tradition of witch hunters. They will kill monsters and humans indiscriminately and are rejected by other witch hunters.

Although the Cat School still has its own heritage, they embarked on a different path of heresy from other schools.

The Griffon School is the most knowledgeable school among the witch hunters. It once had a vague position as the leader of various witch hunters schools. The college is located in the Fortress of Kels Siren on the seashore of Povis.

Because the Griffon School, which is good at magic seals, has collected a large number of precious books, it has attracted the covetousness of sorcerers.

After the two sides failed to negotiate, the grudge warlock triggered a major avalanche in the mountain where Kyle Siren Fortress was located.

The falling snow buried the entire Kelseren Fortress, and only an old demon hunter named Kelda survived.

The academy of the Viper School is located in the Nifgad Empire in the southern part of the mainland. The name of the academy is Gusved.

Because the masters of the school refused to cooperate with usurpers of a certain generation of the empire, they were soon destroyed by the official army of Niphgad and completely declined from then on.

The situation of the Bear School is similar to that of the Wolf School. It is also because of the dissatisfaction of nearby humans and was attacked and the base camp Heinkawich Fortress was captured.

The surviving witch hunters of the Bear School were disheartened and went their separate ways. Fortress Heinkawich became an empty city since then.

The last scorpion tail lion school, the witch hunter master, Visemir, didn't know much about them.

He only knew that this school came from the distant Eastern countries of Hackland and Zerekan.

It was a country created by nomadic peoples, located at the other end of the Blue Mountains separated by mountains, and had few contacts with the countries in the western part of the mainland, and the current situation was unknown.

All the university schools look like this half-dead, no wonder Visemir is discouraged.

It was in this context that Natiya and Xin Sheng entered the wizard world one after another, and the two passed the trial easily one after another.

Their special performance gave Visemir new hope.

If a trial process with a higher survival rate can be studied, the inheritance of the demon hunter may still be hoped to continue.

"From the inside out..."

Xin Sheng looked at the frown Velmere and sighed helplessly.

"Can you really depend on talent if you are anti-toxic?"

‘What is the principle of anti-toxic skills?’

Xin Sheng had never considered this issue before. Anyway, it would be a good thing to be able to use it after getting the skills. He is not a scientific researcher who specializes in research.

The mountains were covered with heavy snow near the Blue Mountains, and Xin Sheng needed to spend the whole winter in Kelmohan.

Anyway, he was bored, so he simply started to study the principles of anti-toxic skills in his spare time, wanting to try out whether this passive talented skill can be copied through science or magic.

Because Geralt lost his past memory, he couldn't remember who his true lover was. Trisse, who had been coveting Geralt for a long time, happened to take advantage of the situation.

Recently, Tris has been busy doing exercises with Geralt in the room, and Xin Sheng rolled his eyes when he came to the door.

"What are you doing? Want to fight me again?"

Although Tris was confident that she would win the second fight, the result was not as she wished.

Through the first practical experience, Xin Sheng has already gained a preliminary grasp of the advantages and disadvantages of the profession of warlock.

Even though Tris was not careless during the second fight, the final victory was still won by Xin Sheng, and it even took less time than the last time.

Since then, Triss no longer takes the initiative to compete with Xin Sheng.

She began to focus on instilling wrong memories into Geralt, who was like a blank paper, making Geralt mistakenly think that he was his former lover.

Wisermire, Lambert and others saw Triss's tricks, but none of them came forward to dissuade him, and Xin Sheng also pretended to be stupid like that.

Geralt's predecessor was sent to the bandit's sorcerer pile driver, and he was originally a romantic man.

Now that someone takes the initiative to deliver it to the door, he certainly won't refuse, and he just takes it for granted that Tris threw himself into his arms.

"Give."

Handing a bottle of bright red liquid to the disheveled Tris, Xin Sheng glanced into the house.

White Wolf Geralt covered his lower body with thin sheets, and looked at him calmly with his naked upper body covered with scars.

The witch hunter's keen sense of smell made Xin Sheng smell some familiar smells. He finally understood why Tris looked unhappy.

"Did I come at the wrong time?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Tris shook the liquid in the bottle: "What is this?"

"My blood."

Xin Sheng waved his hand tactfully and turned away: "When you finish your work, help me check the blood components. Maybe it can detect the origin of the anti-toxicity."

“Anti-toxic…”

Tris looked at the blood bottle in his hand thoughtfully and reflected: "The new members are so active. Have I been too addicted to personal pleasure recently?"

"Tris?"

Geralt's call made Tris, who was already a little guilty, change his face in a second, and closed the door with affectionate eyes.

"I've made you wait for a long time, my dear."

Xin Sheng, who had just walked not far away, heard the sound of "cannon fire" coming from the building and patted his forehead speechlessly.

"It's worthy of being a sorcerer pile driver, and it's true."
Chapter completed!