Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

If Vesemir were to be honest, he would definitely not deny that he really wanted to restore Kaer Morhen to his former self. For an old man who had personally experienced the most glorious era of the witcher, this was what he thought about day and night.

, but it is also something that cannot be achieved. During that massacre, Kaer Morhen, the largest gathering place of witchers in the world and the former headquarters of the witcher order, was breached. All the apprentices and witchers were killed.

After death, only one Vesemir survived. And he is also the oldest witcher in the world.

The demon hunters have gone from glory to desolation in just over a hundred years. They have changed from protectors of mankind to mutant hybrids that everyone wants to beat. Vesemir has no doubt that if all the monsters in the world disappear one day, then

The next ones to suffer will be the witchers.

Does he want to restore his former glory? Of course. He dreams about it. But he only dares to think about it in his dreams. There are only four witchers of the Wolf School left, and they don’t know any mage to help with the Green Grass Trial.

.Not to mention the materials that are difficult to obtain - and the biggest difficulty, the apprentice.

Even if they could completely replicate the Trial of Green Grass and achieve the highest success rate of 40%, only four out of ten apprentices would succeed. In this day and age, who would be willing to let their children become witchers? No.

So Kaer Morhen's return to glory is just a dream - and this dream has come true today.

First, the dilapidated castle was restored to its original state, and then the mage showed Vesemir another completely different kind of 'Grass Trial'. Vesemir dared to guarantee that this was definitely hundreds of times stronger than the Grass Trial, and the ones he used

The old demon hunter had never even heard of this material.

Vesemir looked at the horse with complicated eyes and said, "So...this is what you want to show me?"

"almost."

He Shenyan nodded and began to explain to Vesemir.

"The heart of the red dragon was used for it. I preserved the pure dragon heart at the moment it was taken out. Then I used two completely different powerful materials, the blood of the unicorn and the essence of shadow, to engrave reinforcements on the heart.

The magic power generated by the spell can turn the heart into a never-ending source of magic power - and the red dragon heart itself can produce a lot of magic power."

"Bleed it... there's nothing to say about this. I used a lot of low-level strengthening spells on it so that it could withstand the heart. Its bones and physical strength are actually no different from those of real dragons.

, the last step is to bleed. Let its original blood serve as a base to form a 'circle' on the ground, then infuse the dragon's blood and put it into the heart using alchemical techniques. The horse standing in front of you now - do you want to

You can call it whatever you want, but it actually has nothing to do with horses."

"This is a dragon that looks like a horse."

Vesemir stepped forward and pulled away Geralt who was in close contact with the horse. He carefully observed the strong muscles of the horse and felt the powerful magic power flowing in its body. He did not speak for a long time. And Geralt

Te said dissatisfiedly: "Hey! This is my horse, old man, my horse!"

"Really? What did you call it?"

"radish."

Vesemir glanced at him angrily: "It's okay to call every horse this, but this one - look at it, such a horse, no, a dragon, a miracle. You want to call it Carrot

?”

"if not?"

"...Ask it and see if it is willing."

Geralt stepped forward and called softly: "Carrot."

Carrot glanced at him, ignored him, lowered his head and rubbed the old man's hand. Only then did Geralt realize that Vesemir had unexpectedly taken a carrot in his hand and was about to feed it to Carrot.

"..." Geralt suddenly fell silent. Vesemir said: "You can change the horse tomorrow."

"I'm going to keep it in the castle..."

Geralt said half-jokingly: "Why, are you still planning to train it?"

Vesemir said nothing, and Geralt's expression turned strange: "You won't train it, right?"

Vesemir sneered twice, led the dragon horse out of the gate, touched its head affectionately, and even hummed a song.

Geralt watched the old man go away with a smile on his face. He looked at the tired mage and said sincerely: "Thank you for being willing to give this old man something to do."

He Shenyan waved his hand: "Don't say that, I am quite interested in this matter myself."

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Early the next morning, Geralt set off again with He Shenyan. Vesemir stayed in Kaer Morhen. He planned to spend a year teaching dragon horses how to deal with various dangerous monsters. He Shenyan

What he didn't tell him was that the dragon horse's intelligence would actually slowly evolve, and something strange might even happen - Vesemir might get up one day and find the dragon horse in the courtyard greeting him good morning.

He thought about this scene for a while, told Geralt, and held the horse for him in front of the mage. Geralt, who was originally unhappy, also started laughing. They went all the way to the nearest town, and Geralt

Te spent a small sum of money to buy a chestnut mare, which was docile and strong. He patted the beast on the head with satisfaction and said, "I'm going to call you Carrot."

"Do you really at least call every horse of yours Carrot?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

The mage was silent for a rare moment. He didn't know whether the witcher really didn't feel the problem or what. In short, he decided to ignore this topic.

"...Tell me, how did you recruit apprentices in the past?"

They rode horses and walked slowly along the path in the early morning sunshine. Geralt said: "There are probably three types. The first is those orphans who cannot survive on their own. Sometimes, they are hunted by some demon hunters.

People bring it back. Second, it’s the law of accident.”

"This is a conventional law, as old as the history of mankind. People who save others can, in accordance with the law of accident, offer rewards to the saved people and ask for the first thing the saved people see when they return home.

, or something that the rescued person does not know but already owns - usually a child acquired when the rescued person left home. Such children are called 'accidental children'. In the past, there were many accidents

His son was taken to Kaer Morhen, where he was raised and trained as a witcher."

"As for the third type... it's rare, but it's not impossible." Geralt was silent for a while, and it was obvious that he didn't really want to talk about the third type.

"Some parents, their children were affected by diseases when they were not born because they were too close to some sources of magic - or they were cursed, or they could not afford to raise them. In the past, they would send their children to Kai

Ermohan came. Now, I don’t know for sure. They might just kill the children secretly or throw them away. This kind of thing happens often. Even if the local lord gives the order, there will still be someone carrying a bag late at night.

Going out."

"It seems that there is still a long way to go before Kaer Morhen is truly revived, Geralt." He Shenyan said with some emotion, "Fortunately, we can all live a long time."