Roger hesitated and agreed.

His body has just gone through the first stage of tempering, and it takes a short period of time to adapt, so this trip can be used as a buffer.

When he comes back, it is estimated that the things Henrik collected for him will be delivered, and the second stage can just start at that time.

After passing the second stage, if he can improve his trial swordsmanship to the limit in one go, then he should not be far away from becoming a real witcher.

After setting the departure time, Roger called Andrine and simply informed her.

To be honest, it is so convenient to do many things with the tiger skin of music study.

After the separation, Roger continued to return to the hut to practice. He is now focusing on practicing swordsmanship. After entering level one, the main muscle groups of his body have been opened up, and he has the foundation of practicing general swordsmanship before.

Roger's progress was even faster than before.

This feeling of being strong all the time is indeed intoxicating.

From Henrik, Roger also learned about some strengthening methods of modern witchers, and there is no such thing as martial arts fighting techniques, before entering the Transcendence realm.

It's a real accumulation. At most, some special potions or mysterious rituals with less obvious side effects will be used to speed up the process.

When the body is close to the limit of human beings and the process of breaking through the Transcendence, different witcher families may have different directions.

Ordinary ones will use some potential-inspiring potions, most of which are formulated with organs obtained from monsters.

The process of promotion is very dangerous, and someone often needs help to stabilize the spirit. Once it fails, the body structure will quickly collapse. Although it will not be fatal, it is almost the same as a disabled person after being raised.

As for those families with secret law inheritance, they will be relatively safer, and at the same time, the power they will gain after being promoted to Transcendence will be stronger.

Although the secret methods of some traditional witcher families seem powerful, these secret methods are often related to the blood of the family and are not suitable for wide spread.

It is an unknown rule in the extraordinary world to prohibit asking about the inheritance of other families.

Rushing into unknown inheritances will often lead to death.

What is circulating within the Hunter Guild now is a set of promotion channels that have been tested for thousands of years and are suitable for almost everyone.

Mediocre but stable enough.

With the Trial of Grasses, Roger doesn't need to obtain the internal training methods of the Hunter's Guild, but knowing some can broaden his horizons, and at least it can prevent himself from revealing too many flaws.

Just as Roger and the others drove out of Bay Town, a white pickup parked in front of a house facing the street in the east of Bay Town.

A girl's black face was reflected in the car window, her eyes stayed on the house for a moment, and then slowly closed her eyes.

"No need to go down, let's go."

"Betty..." the woman driving said softly.

"No need to say anything, I know what to do."

Betty's voice hardened.

At the same time, Amanda, who was in class, received an unexpected message.

Seeing the familiar name, Amanda hesitated to delete the information.

She felt that she had made it very clear to Betty before that although the unknown was fascinating, the price to pay was too heavy.

After not getting a reply for a long time, Betty dialed the phone, but the phone was hung up soon.

She put the phone back in her pocket, leaned back on the chair, and let out a long breath.

"Let's wait for her."

The bell rang, Amanda packed her things, and walked out of the school with the flow of people. She has experienced a lot recently, and she feels that she has grown a little bit.

Haven't seen Roger for several days. What a weird guy.

Amanda held her textbooks and walked towards home.

Click.

The door of a white pickup parked on the side of the road opened, and a figure stopped Amanda.

Seeing that familiar face, Amanda was slightly taken aback, "Betty?"

But in the next second, she subconsciously took half a step back.

A familiar face, but Betty's temperament made Amanda hardly recognize each other.

Her hair was tied up high, and she was much thinner than the last time they met, but there was only indifference in her black and white eyes.

"Didn't you get my message? You don't want to return my calls either?"

Amanda was silent, and she was a little afraid to look into Betty's eyes at this moment, as if something would come out of her eyes at any time.

"Why did you reject me? I helped you open the door to the mysterious world, isn't this what you have been looking forward to? Isn't it okay to be like me now?"

Betty took a step forward, and her eyes suddenly became as deep as the night. Amanda struggled a bit, but was soon attracted by Betty, and her eyes sunk involuntarily.

"Come with me, let's go home. I will fully protect your body, and my mother will refine you into the most outstanding voodoo zombie. From then on, we will be together forever. And never part again."

Betty leaned forward slowly, while extending her right hand, Amanda walked forward uncontrollably.

But at this moment, the struggle in her eyes flashed away, and then her eyes became clear again, a trace of panic flashed across her face, her movements froze slightly, and she looked at Betty in astonishment.

"What the hell did you do to me?"

Feeling the unknown danger, Amanda turned around and wanted to escape here, but she only took one step, but she staggered and fell to the ground.

Betty slowly approached Amanda.

"I don't want that either. You were carefully selected by my mother for me. From our acquaintance to your entry into the tribe, everything is set up and you cannot escape."

"I originally wanted you to become a voodoo mage... I'm sorry, Amanda. My puppet is dead, I have no other choice. I am the future of the tribe. I gave up the most important part of a woman. The whole tribe has paid too much for this."

"I can only succeed." Betty's palm rested on Amanda's shoulder. "So Amanda, I can only sacrifice you!"

Amanda's pupils also became dark, and the struggle on her face disappeared completely. She got up from the ground and stood beside Betty without saying a word.

Betty held out her hand, "Come on, Amanda, let's go home."

The two got into the car together, and the white pickup drove away, leaving books scattered all over the place.

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Marsh Town gathering place.

In a circular house made of black rocks, a middle-aged woman is kneeling before a black statue and chanting something.

The door opened and a one-armed woman walked in.

"The prophet...an outsider has approached here."