God-level Demon Hunter

Charisma: 5

Spirit: 5

……

This is a brown horse, about 5 years tall, with a soft and shiny coat, and a white spot from the forehead to the muzzle. Seen from the front, the entire face is white, which is impressive.

The most critical point is that it has never been gelded, and its physique and agility are the highest among dozens of horses.Other horses, especially stallions that have been gelded, will obviously have a lower physique.

That means they have a problem with endurance.

Roy imitated the routine of the witcher, grabbed a handful of young grass from the barrel with his left hand and pointed at the brown horse. His dark golden eyes looked directly at the black eyes of the horse, trying to convey goodwill, and walked to it slowly. front right of .

The method doesn't seem to work well.

As soon as the boy approached within three minutes, he immediately raised his head, snorted anxiously, his ears that were originally forward suddenly turned back, close to his neck, and began to pace the stables,

Roy couldn't help but slow down, spread his hands, and took another step back.

"Good boy, don't be nervous... I don't mean anything malicious, I'm here to take you out of this damn cage... At most one or two years, I'll set you free!"

"Rookie, you made him nervous!" The demon hunter in the distance paid attention to this scene, shook his head and reminded, "Don't lean over, be careful of being kicked to break your bones and delay your journey. You should just change to a more docile horse." gelding."

"I have a unique method of training horses, just wait and see, Leto."

Only by taming a fierce horse can one feel a sense of accomplishment... If Roy were an ordinary person, there was indeed nothing he could do about this "stubborn boy", but now—

With a thought, he used the ability to bind the mount on the horse in front of him, and a piece of information suddenly appeared in the template:

The target has not been tamed and cannot be bound as a mount.

Is it domestication?

You have two options -

Natural domestication: Gain its trust and obedience through long-term training, feeding, and riding, and a high charisma value will speed up the process.After domestication is successful, the mount will get close to and rely on you, and regard you as a friend, relative, or...

Forced domestication: When your will reaches or exceeds twice the target, you can use will to subdue it forcibly. The more the will attribute exceeds the target, the shorter the time-consuming.

The target must be conscious and within a certain distance of you during the process.

During forced domestication, the target may fear, run away, or attack.

After being domesticated successfully, it will respect and love you, obey you, and regard you as its master.

……

Of the two domestication methods, the first one is most suitable for charismatic people and ordinary people, while Roy, whose main attribute is will, undoubtedly chooses the second one.

But the target will resist, which means that if he wants to forcibly tame a griffin or a dragon, he will have to endure terrifying claw strikes and breaths.

Unless—mandatory domestication requires the target consciousness to be in an awake state, but does not require their bodies to be in a healthy state. If they are too weak to resist...

Roy felt that he had found a bright way to tame monsters.

He turned around again and used the ability to bind the mount at the bald man who was getting close to the black horse. As expected - the target had not been tamed and could not be bound as a mount.

"Sure enough, humans are also within the binding range."

However, it is difficult for humans to have a sense of trust and obedience like pets for their own kind, and it is almost impossible to domesticate them naturally.

But if you tie an ordinary person and use forced domestication, will the effect be better than the Xi's seal?

Roy plans to try it later.

"Little devil, what kind of eyes are you looking at?"

Lei Suo noticed his strange gaze, folded his arms around his chest, and turned his amber pupils.

"I found a good horse...how much do you think it's worth?" Roy quickly changed the subject,

The witcher glanced at the brown horse's fit body and slender limbs, nodded and said, "The reward that Seward gave you is enough to buy it, but are you sure you want to choose a gelding horse? When the time comes Fall off immediately, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Just choose it, how about you?"

"This black old chap."

After a while, the two called the horse dealer to complete the transaction, and also purchased a pile of cut and crushed grain grass, corn, and straw as feed.

The Grand Duke spent all his rewards.

After returning to the hotel, when there was no one around, Roy found the brown horse in the stable. After being handled by the horse dealer, it became much more docile. It seemed that it had changed its owner and realized the reality.

Roy patted its neck.

One's own will is 8.5, and it needs to reach twice its will, that is, 9... in order to be forced to domesticate, and there is exactly one attribute point left that is useless.

Having said that, the will is also very useful - it can tame the mount, affect the power of the shocking ability, let him survive the pain and despair of the grass trial, and resist abnormal mental states...

Will: 8.5﹢

Sure!

Will: 8.5→9.5

Roy closed his eyes and felt that it was different from increasing his physique, strength, or agility, and increasing his will. He basically didn't feel any changes, but the brown horse beside him shook his head uneasily from side to side.

Will will change the invisible momentum?

"I'm sorry, buddy, just bear with it..." His right hand caressed its head, and suddenly launched a forced domestication——

In an instant, the brown horse seemed to have seen its natural enemy, the thing most feared in its heart, and knelt down on the ground, its slender body trembling, but it did not dare to cry out. A human figure with bloody tentacles entwined all over appeared.

But its anomaly only lasted 2 minutes before it stopped abruptly.

The target has been tamed...Is it bound as a mount?

Sure!

The brown horse trembled, stood up again, lowered its head and licked the palm of the man in front of him flatteringly, and flicked its fluffy tail lightly behind it.

And Roy clearly felt the emotion in the brown horse's heart—awe and submission, unable to resist all his orders.

He has one more heart-to-heart subordinate.

So I tried to issue an order in my heart——

"Get down!"

"stand up!"

"Turn in circles!"

"Call!"

"law--"

It does it one by one, obediently and obediently like a human being.

"Very good, sensible child!" The young witcher smiled with satisfaction. Forced domestication really saves time and effort. "From today onwards, you have been with me, and when you find the next replacement, you will be set free!"

"Now, you should have a new name that is more fashionable...Follow the trend, it will be called Wilt..."

This word means far away in the ancient language, implying that it will follow the demon hunter on a further journey.

Wilt hissed cheerfully and lowered his head respectfully.

Chapter 2 Signs

wild night.

Two figures faced each other in an open space not far from the bonfire.

Roy's sword rested on his waist, his knees were slightly bent, and he kept the plow position. The tip of the training sword was pointed at the opponent's neck, and his feet moved slowly laterally. His cheeks flickered under the light of the campfire.

The muscular, bald man put his sword across his face, and he was in a bull position. The tip of the sword was firmly locked on his face, and a cold light flashed in his amber eyes.

The situation was deadlocked for five seconds.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew in the night, and Wilt snorted by the campfire.

Like a signal, the battle was instantly detonated——

The bald man took a sudden step forward, and the tip of his sword pierced Roy's neck.

According to the usual routine, the young man alternated diagonal steps to avoid the center line, approached his wide-open side, and slammed the opponent's point with his strong sword.

As long as he can swing away the incoming blade, he can further stab the opponent's throat.

But the moment the swords collide.

But the big man's sword took off his strength in a superficial manner, and the tip of the sword drew an arc downwards, cutting Roy's abdomen. If it were a steel sword, he would have ripped open his stomach.

The boy didn't stop moving, he jumped back, the wooden sword in his hand turned from vertical to horizontal, swung forward, and slashed at the thick and short neck.

Leso raised his sword to block.

The two swords were entangled, spinning once in mid-air, returning to their original positions, and glued to each other as if glued to each other.

Through the gap between the two swords, sparks flew from the eyes of amber and dark gold.

The bald man suddenly let go of his left hand holding the handle, and turned to hold the junction of the two swords. His thumb and the remaining four fingers pinched the sides of the sword respectively——pull back!

The two swords were like closed scissors, being snapped towards his body.At the same time, he pushed the handle with his right hand forward, as if turning a wheel in his direction——

The pommel that was pushed forward suddenly hit Roy's elbow, and he unconsciously let go of the hilt, allowing the big man to drag his weapon away, and was "wiped" by the sword.

"No. 20 deaths, congratulations, brat!" Lei Suo put away the two training swords, walked to the campfire and sat down, took out a wine bag and took a big sip, narrowing his eyes comfortably.

This is Dennis Kramer's parting gift of dwarven spirits,

"But don't be discouraged. Compared to the previous few days, your progress is obvious, and you have begun to adapt to your mutated body."

"Anyway, you won again..." Roy sighed, and asked curiously again, "What trick did you use just now, and why did you disarm me?"

"That's called grabbing the sword! It's just for rookies like you. It's hard to use in actual combat, even with heavy iron gloves. Unless the enemy's reaction is slower than a sloth."

"Eh..." The young man felt that he had been greatly insulted, and he didn't want to talk to this bald guy anymore.

He gently stroked the soft and warm mane on Wilt's neck, and the latter knelt down on the ground intimately, arching his body with his head flatteringly.

"What's the matter with this horse? It obeyed your orders in just a few days. Now I suspect that it is disguised by a female shapeshifter!"

The witcher glanced at Wilt.

"How about dissecting it?"

"law!"

"Don't scare Wirth! I said that I have mastered a special training method, you still don't believe it! And this method is not only effective for horses..." The young man looked at the demon hunter with deep eyes,

"Don't talk to me," the bald man shook his head inexplicably feeling a chill in his back, "sit over here, I'll teach you something new tonight."

"That said, I'm interested."

……

Two Snake Demon Hunters gathered around the bonfire. Roy propped his chin up and looked forward, his eyes full of curiosity, while Lei Suo's deep voice sounded, drifting past the burning flames, into the deep night .

"Before the practice, I have to give you a brief introduction to the Demon Hunter's Seal."

"Just like a mule, it is between a horse and a donkey, and has the characteristics of both, and we demon hunters are between a warlock and an ordinary person, and our spellcasting ability is also a little bit in the middle, so the seal is much simpler than the spell More of a little trick."

"The power of the seal is not as powerful as the orthodox spell, but it is also beneficial. The release of the seal does not require long chanting, complicated incantations, casting materials, or staffs...just concentrate on mobilizing the thin magic power in the body, and at the same time, it can be released quickly with a simple gesture with one hand , if you are more skilled, the seal can almost be said to be cast instantly."

"No need to chant the mantra?"

"Need not……"

"I always thought that to release the seal, you need to say some short ancient language," the young man said curiously, "otherwise, why would you move your mouth every time you stretch out your hand."

The bald man's eyelids twitched when he heard the words, he didn't expect this guy to observe so carefully and discover his little secret,

"This is just a side issue, don't worry about it."

"But I'm still curious... what were you reading?"

"Little ghost, there are so many questions." The demon hunter's face became more rigid, and he felt a little more ashamed, "Well, it's okay to tell you, it was a little habit I kept when I was learning the seal... ...When casting a spell, read the name of the seal silently, so it is not easy to make mistakes and confuse it."

"Later, it gradually became irreversible. If the process of silent recitation was omitted, the power of the seal would seem to be negatively affected."

Roy imagined that scene, and shouted while releasing the seal, how funny it looked... Isn't this a reminder to the opponent?

He couldn't help but keep an eye out, he absolutely wanted to avoid this habit.

"Ahem... Let's get back to the point," the demon hunter began to pace around the bonfire, "the demon hunter's seals are divided into five types."