Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Amid the stunned witchers, this dilapidated castle was undergoing rapid changes.

The courtyard overgrown with weeds became tidy, the wooden dummies became iron, and the training swords became sharper. The weeds disappeared in an instant. The outer wall with only the scaffolding left was repaired.

They became thick and majestic again, and the original leaky top of the tower was repaired and even paved with red bricks as the top of the tower. The mottled marks on the gate disappeared. It was originally just a fence gate, but now it is

It turned into two iron doors, reflecting silver light under the sunlight.

The witcher looked back and saw that the hall in the house had now become magnificent, the mottled walls and cracked floors were gone, and even the long tables were made of oak.

He didn't see what happened to other places, but judging from the situation, it was probably better than the most expensive hotel Geralt had ever stayed in.

Black-robed mage Shi Shiran walked down the city wall and asked: "How is it?"

The witcher looked around. He looked at the brand-new castle and said dryly: "I have never seen her so beautiful...perhaps even more beautiful than her original appearance. I am very grateful to you."

"But I don't know why you did that, Ho."

"Just think of it as impulsive." He Shenyan replied. He patted Geralt on the shoulder, walked into the hall, took out a bottle of wine from a box in the corner, and read out the name on it:

"East of East?"

"Sounds like a good bottle of wine."

Geralt turned around and walked in, closing the door: "Actually, that's not a good bottle of wine..."

He Shenyan raised his eyebrows, patted the bottle, and the magic power opened the cork. He created a cup and poured the wine into it. A scent immediately spread out. He shook the wine glass in his hand with a smile on his face.

Meaning: "It seems that this bottle of wine does not agree with your idea."

Geralt's throat rolled up and down, and he licked his lips. Dong Zhidong is not a wine that can be found everywhere. This is a very high-end and expensive wine. It is matured in the famous wine cellar of Fort Ravello.

.This wine has a strong smoky smell, which is the biggest surprise for first-time tasters. It has been matured in Beauclair oak barrels for many years, giving the wine a thick and rich taste.

How valuable is this wine?

Regarded as one of Toussaint’s many treasures, East of the East is the most famous wine produced there. No one knows exactly when the first batch of East of East came out, but what is certain is that it was almost the same time.

When some people settled in what is now the territory of the principality.

This kind of wine only became popular during the reign of Adela Marta. She liked the east of the east very much, so she designated Ravello Castle as the official vineyard of the principality. She also made the east of the east in the cellar of the Beauclair Palace.

A special place has been reserved, and a ceremony is held every year to store two barrels of that year's wine on this shelf. According to the duchy's decree "Saint East Wine Order", if you open these wine barrels yourself, you will be sentenced to death and tied to a

He was dragged to death from the back of a horse-drawn carriage team.

Geralt has never drunk this kind of wine, but he has seen it. It was an auction, and this wine was sold for a high price of 5,000 crowns.

Just one bottle.

"Uh..." Geralt's eyes were fixed on the bottle of East. The mage put it on the table and took a sip. He laughed and commented: "This is really good.

,Geralt, are you sure you don’t want to try it?”

This sentence started an alcoholic's drinking spree. The two of them finished the bottle of East of the East, and then Geralt drank all the thirty-four bottles of wine in the basement of Kaer Morhen within two hours.

, completely. He drank like crazy and even jumped on the table with his boots on and told the black-robed mage a joke. The joke was indeed very funny. Geralt said he heard it in an inn.

It wasn't until late at night that Geralt's drinking spree came to an end. When he woke up the next morning, he realized what a ridiculous thing he had done. If Vesemir knew that he had drank all his wine, then he would

Don't even think about returning to Kaer Morhen in the next three or four years.

Geralt lay on the floor groaning. He had a splitting headache, and he could smell the smell of vomit and the strong smell of alcohol on his clothes: "Damn..."

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At noon the next day, they did not ride horses, but walked along a path up the mountain. The witcher found a still usable longbow from the armory of the castle and planned to hunt a deer as a lure to attract the pterodactyl.

Bait. As he walked, he explained to the black-robed mage: "Generally speaking, to kill these flying beasts, we must use bait to lure them to the ground. Although they can fly, their IQs are not high, and they prefer certain species.

smell."

"Pterodactyls like to eat deer. We didn't realize there was a nest of pterodactyls here at first. It wasn't until Vesemir complained that he couldn't hunt deer three years ago that we thought about it. Later, Lan

When Bert went hunting, he was attacked by a pterodactyl again, leaving a scar on his back. If he hadn't run fast, he might have died there."

"Well, bait is a good method. But I have a question." The black-robed mage said, "Do you also rely on silver swords to deal with such large monsters? Where is the sword oil?"

"You remember the knowledge in those books very well."

Geralt smiled and said: "Sword oil is very precious, and it will not be used unless it is absolutely necessary. Moreover, pterodactyls come out alone to forage, so silver swords and crossbows are enough to deal with them. It is not possible.

There are also alchemy bombs."

"It seems that the cost of sword oil is a problem."

"Yes, for example, the materials in five ghouls plus about 150 crowns of alchemical materials can be used to brew a small bottle of corpse oil. We rarely use it unless necessary. Sometimes a bottle

The oil can even last for several years.”

They walked all the way down the mountain and came to a creek. Geralt squatted down, took a sip of water, and then began to observe the hoof prints on the ground: "Going east...in the woods, wait here.

I’ll take a moment.”

Fifteen minutes later, Geralt walked out of the woods carrying a deer. The deer had an arrow stuck in its head. The black-robed mage was sitting on the grass. When he saw the deer, he said, "Don't worry.

A demon hunter will also be a very good hunter."

Geralt threw the deer on the ground and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Actually, I really did. During that time, I don't know why, even the water ghosts didn't come out. I had no choice but to

As a hunter, my skinning skills are quite good."

After chatting for a while, they went back to the castle and began to prepare for the afternoon dragon hunting operation.