Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

After He Shenyan proved that he is fully capable of conducting the Green Grass Trial, what he now needs is a demon hunter apprentice and the materials of 'green grass'. Fork-tailed dragon spinal fluid, flying lion monster venom glands, albino vampire banshee's

Tongue, yam, plantain, datura root.

The latter three can be found in the basement of Kaer Morhen, but the first three are more difficult to find.

Fork-tailed dragons are a kind of dragon-like creature. Their name comes from the long and pointed protrusions at the end of their tails. If hit by their tails, even an oak shield will be split in half - not to mention the

The hand of the shield. Although its name may only make people think of cutlery, but the general result of its battle is not like a dinner feast, the ending is likely to be death.

The flying lion monsters are less described. They have "two horns at the head", "flesh wings on both sides of the body", and "lion's sideburns". The description is very general and does not even mention where to look for it. Vampire women

The demons are very detailed, so detailed that He Shenyan even felt that the author of this book had something to do with them.

The Vampire Banshee is an agile humanoid vampire monster. It is a creature that appeared after the celestial sphere converged and is an intruder in our world. She looks like a beautiful woman wearing a cloak, and she often appears among the ruins. They

With pale skin and dark hair, they are gloomy and beautiful, but they are extremely deadly once they attack - they are extremely agile and can make a dizzying scream. She usually finds victims as lovers, and at the same time

It has also become a continuous source of supplies.

Vampire banshees are quite rare creatures. They rarely appear in caves and caves, where most monsters often hang out. Instead, they wander among deserted abandoned villages and ruins. Many vampire banshees live some distance away from people.

places because they pay great attention to their own safety and like to build their nests in places where they will not be attacked.

There are even habits.

He Shenyan closed the book with a strange look on his face. He didn't care who wrote the book, nor did he care about how he knew these things. The black-robed mage just wanted to find the necessary materials and start experimenting.

His curiosity could no longer be suppressed, and he had a hunch that he might be able to improve the formula of 'green grass' and add something else to it.

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Geralt couldn't sit still on the third day after He Shenyan left. He had read all the bulletin boards in the city. There was not a single commission about the witcher - they were all about finding dogs and lost and found items.

Something, he can't really come to the door with two swords on his back and introduce himself: Hello, I am a demon hunter, is this the dog you lost?

He planned to go for a walk outside the city.

Like most cities, Livia's towering city walls are surrounded by farmland, and there are several large and small villages located nearby. Geralt rode his 'carrot' and came to the nearest one. This

The village is neither big nor small. There is a sheepfold at the end of the village and some chickens are raised in it. Many people coming and going looked at the hooded man with wary eyes.

Geralt was not in the mood to pay attention to their looks. He just walked to the bulletin board to see if he could try his luck - he had good luck.

Among the pile of notices such as 'My rake is broken' and 'The cart needs repair', there was a relatively new one that caught his attention.

"We need someone with courage, or you are a witcher, which would be best. In short, if you think you are qualified for this job, please come to Bols Manor quickly."

He spoke in a very general way, neither saying what it was about nor what he had encountered. And this Boers Manor...

Geralt recalled that he had glimpsed a manor not far from the city when he was out of the city. It was just a glimpse, but it also made him have a deep impression of the manor - without him, the place was too desolate.

The lawns were neglected, large areas of farmland were withered, and there were no signs of human habitation. Pedestrians were not even willing to approach the road, and there were crows lingering on the red roof of the main building of the manor.

Will it be there?

The witcher turned his head and glanced at the villagers. He didn't think they would be kind enough to guide him, so he simply planned to turn around and go back to find out. He saw a sign on a path not far from the manor.

A spider had spun a web behind the sign, and the writing was blurred, but he could still recognize it. It was the words 'Boers Manor' that was written on it.

The witcher looked up again and glanced at the magnificent but desolate and dilapidated manor. He rode a horse and advanced slowly, the hoofs of the horse raising a pile of dust behind him.

Just as soon as he entered, he felt an ominous feeling lingering in his heart. It was as if he was cursed just by entering this land. Using that road as the dividing line, the witcher found that the ground even changed color.

It was no longer the color of soil, but turned into a burnt black color. His face under the hood became serious.

He continued to walk forward, and a voice stopped him: "Hey! Stop!"

Geralt turned around while riding on his horse. A bald old man stood on the side with a wooden stick in his hand and stopped him. The old man came closer. He squinted and confirmed again before asking: "You...

.Are you alive?"

Geralt nodded.

The old man was still uneasy, so he walked a little closer and felt relieved. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and complained: "What are you doing here because you have nothing to do? Leave quickly!"

"I saw a notice..."

"Ah, I know. The notice at Boles Manor! Listen to my advice, young man, you still have a long life, get out of here quickly. There were seven people before you who accepted this commission, and they all died. I

Not counting the Bols family, all thirteen members of their family died here."

Geralt lowered his hood.

"I am a witcher."

The old man's stick fell to the ground. He looked at the cat's eyes and actually closed his eyes and prayed: "This makes sense, a demon hunter..."

The old man said: "I am their housekeeper, Guileodo. I have been the only one living here since the Bols family died. Only one of their little daughters ran away and took the money to put the notice.

More than a year has passed, and not only has this matter not been resolved, more people have died."

"You don't seem very sad about their deaths."

"Of course! Why am I sad? If I hadn't been in debt to Bordeaux, how could I have gone to work as a housekeeper for them? Although his treatment was quite good, I did it smoothly afterwards, so I didn't plan to leave."

"You are very talkative."

The old man rolled his eyes: "I haven't spoken to anyone in more than a year. I finally caught you, an unlucky guy. If I don't talk to you more, will it be difficult to talk to your horse after you die?"