After nine months' absence, Wayne stepped into the castle of the Wolf School Demon Hunter again.

Before he and Geralt could lead their mounts to the stables in the castle, the door of the castle hall was opened from the inside, and an old man with white hair and beard, tall and strong stature, walked out. It was Vesemir, the grand mentor of the Wolf School witchers.

He squinted his eyes and looked towards the gate. When he saw that the people coming were Geralt and Wayne, a smile unconsciously appeared on his wrinkled face.

"Geralt, Wayne, kids, welcome back?"

"You guys came back really early this year!"

Upon hearing this, Geralt also revealed a faint smile and nodded towards Vesemir, but did not speak. He was a repressed person and was not very good at expressing his feelings.

Wayne handed the mount to Geralt and walked up to the old witcher and gave him a warm hug, just like a wanderer returning home after a long absence and hugging his elder.

The first person to return to Kaer Morhen every year is undoubtedly the old witcher. He usually comes back half a month earlier than other witchers. He will clean the castle that has been uninhabited for a long time in advance, and then wait for the children who have left home to come back.

The old demon hunter also responded to Wayne's hug enthusiastically. He patted Wayne on the back, and the smile on his face couldn't help but become more kind. He smiled and said:

"My child, I am relieved to see that you are safe and sound. It seems that you have had a good year. Your body is stronger than when I left."

Wayne hugged the old man for a few seconds before letting him go. He looked at the sky and saw that it was almost noon. He said with a smile on his face, "I am indeed doing well, teacher."

"It's almost noon. I'll go to the kitchen to make some food. We brought back a few bottles of good wine. We can eat and talk later."

"By the way, Lambert and Eskel, have they come back yet?"

Vesemir shook his head and said with some regret:

"They usually come back quite late, and sometimes they get delayed by other things and end up coming back in the snow and wind."

Wayne nodded and said with some regret:

"Then just ignore them for now. I'm going to go cook. By the way, teacher, I have a gift for you later."

An hour later, the three of them were sitting around the old wooden table in the hall. In the fireplace next to them, a pile of wood was burning. In the corner next to the fireplace, there was enough wood for a month, which was obviously prepared by the old man for the coming winter.

Above the fireplace, there are some processed game being smoked by fireworks. This is one of the ways to preserve food. The smoked meat will not deteriorate even after a winter.

The warm atmosphere dispelled the winter chill, and the delicious food on the table also made the weathered demon hunters happy.

"Teacher, come and try some of the new dishes I developed this year, crispy fried chicken, spicy hot pot, and this, this meat-filled snack is called dumplings, and it tastes especially good when fried like I did."

At the dinner table, Wayne, like a filial child, continued to enthusiastically introduce various delicacies to Vesemir. With his own cooking skills plus the bonus of the system, even simple meals seemed like delicacies that made people linger.

White Wolf Geralt had no time to speak. He kept stuffing all kinds of delicious food into his mouth, and a look of happiness unconsciously appeared on his face.

They returned all the way from Vizima to Kaer Morhen. It had been a month since they had eaten the feast prepared by Wayne. Tasting these delicacies again made Geralt feel like he couldn't stop.

The old witcher enjoyed the meal very much, not only because the food was delicious, but also because he felt a sense of happiness when dining with his family.

But after a few bites, his attention turned back to Wayne's experiences over the past year.

The old man smiled and said in a slightly teasing tone:

"So, you've had quite a lot of experience this year."

"The evil god, the Lady of the Lake, the golden dragon, the giant, the green dragon, and the demon hunter of the Griffin School."

"I've never heard of a demon hunter who has just been apprenticed for a year encountering so many bizarre incidents. He's just like the protagonist in a novel. Wherever he goes, something goes wrong."

Wayne scratched his head. He heard the hidden meaning in Vesemir's words. He was warning him not to always look for trouble, but to grow up peacefully.

"Teacher, although I have experienced a lot of adventures, my gains have also been very rich."

"Look, in just less than a year, I bought a big house in Vizima, got my own master-level silver sword and mount, and made a lot of friends."

"You know, I like making friends very much. Every friend I have will be an extra help when we encounter difficulties."

Vesemir did not comment on Wayne's opinion, and said with a hint of emotion in his tone: "When they get into trouble, you will be unconsciously dragged into the trouble."

"My child, I am really surprised by your achievements in the past year. I am not dissatisfied with your attitude towards life. I just think that you should be more stable and not so impatient. We still have a lot of time."

"You are too young for a demon hunter. Even for ordinary people, you are just a child under 20 years old."

Seeing this, Wayne coughed lightly, took out a red meat ball soaked in a glass jar from his waist bag, put it on the table, and then asked Vesemir: "Teacher, I heard from George, the demon hunter of the Griffin School, that this is a large red mutation inducer that can improve the strength, agility and reaction speed of our demon hunters. Is this true?"

Upon hearing this, Vesemir stopped preaching. He reached out and took the large red mutation-inducing substance that Wayne had placed in the bottle, and observed it in front of his eyes.

Then he said with some emotion:

"This is a very rare and extremely large red mutation-inducing substance. It can only be born in the bodies of very powerful monsters."

"Is this the one you said you got from Velen's giant?"

Wayne nodded and said, "Yes, teacher. Without the help of the Golden Dragon Borch and the Demon Hunter Master George of the Griffin School, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to defeat the giant so easily."

Listening to Wayne's seemingly slightly boastful speech, Vesemir touched his white beard and did not refute.

Although most demon hunters are alone, they don’t have many good friends or even familiar people.

But I have to say that sometimes connections are really a very powerful force. When you have enough ability to gather your own connections, you can often exert a power far beyond others' imagination.

From a certain perspective, making connections is also a way to increase your strength. Of course, it has its pros and cons. The more friends you have, the more you will unconsciously be dragged into various troubles.

After observing the bottle of red meat for a few minutes, Vesemir carefully placed it on the table and pondered for a few seconds before saying:

"I've also heard of George from the Griffin School. His suggestion is not wrong, but he probably doesn't know that you've only just completed the Demon Hunter Trial for less than a year. You're a complete novice."

"It's too early for you to transplant this large red mutant now."

"You should also know that our Green Grass Trial uses various potions and monster tissues to infect our bodies, allowing them to adapt to the operation of Chaos Magic and change our genetic structure, thus turning us into Demon Hunters."

"In fact, you have already transplanted mutation inducers during the Green Grass Trial."

"But at that time, you were still a child, your body was very weak, and the transplanted mutation inducer was also extremely weak."

"I remember the one in your body. It was a green mutagen extracted from an Andelaeg embryo."

"It can make your body stronger, so that your body can barely withstand the mutations caused by the mutation experiment."

At this point, Vesemir glanced at Geralt, who had been silent and only kept eating, and then said, "In our Wolf School, only Geralt has withstood the induction of two mutation inducers."

"A red mutagen that increases strength and agility, and a blue mutagen that increases chaos magic."

"Even in the entire history of demon hunters, there are few who can withstand so many mutations like him."

"This also makes him naturally much stronger than ordinary demon hunters."

Wayne was also a little surprised when he heard this. Although this matter was mentioned briefly in the original book and the game, it was not as detailed as Vesemir said.

All I can say is that Jie Ritian is worthy of being the protagonist. He was destined to be an extraordinary person since birth.

On the contrary, if this body of mine had not been affected by the time travel, I would have probably died on the laboratory bench of the mutation experiment.

Seeing that Wayne didn't speak, Vesemir coughed lightly and added:

"So my advice is that you don't need to be so anxious to transplant this large mutant. It's still too early for your body."

"You must wait until your body has grown to a certain size and has fully adapted to the subsequent effects of the mutation experiment before you can transplant this large mutant. This will be safer."

Wayne nodded when he heard this. Although his body had been blessed by the Lady of the Lake and was considered the best among demon hunters, mutation experiments were too profound and no one could tell what would happen.

At this time, it is always safer to listen to the advice of the elders.

However, Wayne changed the subject and said:

"Teacher, since it is too early for me to use this large mutant, let's let others use it first."

"Geralt, Lambert or Eskel will do. It would be a waste to keep it."

"I think that in a few years, when I can use this thing, I won't be lacking it."

(End of this chapter)