The elf beauty's body stiffened for a few seconds.
She could hear the ambiguity, audacity, and a certain hint in the Witcher's tone.
However, Valessa seemed to have made a decision before this conversation.
She did not refuse the Witcher's proposal. Instead, she looked at Guilliman with a somewhat complex expression, then propped herself up, took one of his hands, and walked towards her room, saying softly:
"Then, Witcher, you must truly satisfy me!"
"Otherwise, I won't let you off."
...What a wonderful night.
Guilliman, who had been awake all night, not only felt no fatigue but was refreshed, as if his bloated soul had completed a sweat-drenched marathon.
Even the slight soul damage from absorbing Korglin's soul last time seemed to have been healed by this cultivation.
He looked at his panel, where the soul sublimation progress had reached 15/100, and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.
Elf beauty, awesome! So awesome!
Those long, fleshy legs, those abs and merman lines like little puddings, after a night of sweetness, he still felt a lingering desire.
He wondered if pure-blooded elves' souls were naturally different from humans, or if Valessa's strength was already extraordinary, powerful enough.
The effect she brought to Guilliman was clearly stronger than that of ordinary Mrs. Judith, reaching five points in one go.
It was a pity that this special soul cultivation could only be endured once a month by the other party. Otherwise, even if it wasn't for the Witcher armor, he could have stayed in this village for several months.
For the next period, Guilliman lived in Valessa's house, sleeping together, intimately entangled, and enjoying themselves immensely.
As previously agreed, he went out during the day to clear out monsters, earning 報酬 based on the number of monsters he killed.
At night, he transformed into a tireless bull, cultivating the fertile land of the elf beauty, earning favorability.
Although they couldn't cultivate their souls together, it didn't hinder his physical training, nor did it hinder them from sparring in martial arts at night, deepening their relationship.
However, this time, perhaps because their relationship was already very close, or he had licked enough, or perhaps Witchers inherently had the trait of being supported by women.
When executing Witcher contracts, Valessa no longer simply sent one elf warrior to guide him, but rather a whole team of seven elf warriors to assist him.
Although elf warriors were not good at dealing with monsters, they were familiar with forest terrain, had accurate archery, and agile figures.
They were proficient in auxiliary actions such as reconnaissance, driving, hunting, and tracking in the forest.
With the assistance of this group of elf warriors, Guilliman went to the most densely populated areas with monsters every day, sparing no effort, no elixirs, and even fighting despite injuries. His efficiency in hunting monsters increased linearly, almost daily gaining about one hundred points of soul power.
This almost 瘋狂 hunting behavior made the elf warriors accompanying him both admire and fear him, and their gazes towards him were different from before.
Finally, on the eleventh day of arriving at Ammonite Village, which was the eighth day of staying at Valessa's house, his total soul power had reached an astonishing fifteen hundred points.
This morning, Guilliman did not go out to hunt monsters, but rested at home, using body recuperation as an excuse.
Of course, this was just an excuse.
The real reason was that he was preparing to upgrade himself and spend the soul power he had accumulated recently.
Looking at the various skills on his system panel.
[Temeria Military Swordsmanship]: Mastered, Strength +0.2, Agility +0.2, requires one hundred points of soul power to advance to Grandmaster level.
[Viper School Swordsmanship], Level: LV2, Strength +0.4, Agility +0.4, Burst Power +2, Special Skill: Adrenaline Burst, current level cap LV3, requires five hundred points of soul power to advance to the next level.
[Aard Sign], Level: LV1, Spirit +0.1, Magic +0.3, Special Skill: None, current level cap LV3, requires two hundred points of soul power to advance to the next level.
[Igni Sign] Level: LV1, Spirit +0.1, Magic +0.3, Special Skill: None, current level cap LV3, requires two hundred points of soul power to advance to the next level.
Auxiliary Skills: Witcher Alchemy LV2, Monster Gathering LV2.
A total of six skills, two sets of swordsmanship, two signs, and two Witcher auxiliary skills.
After a brief thought, Guilliman's target quickly fell on [Temeria Military Swordsmanship], which had the lowest level cap.
Deep Blue!
He called out softly.
Add points for me!
As his command was issued, the total of fifteen hundred points of soul power quickly dropped by one hundred, becoming fourteen hundred points.
At the same time, the [Temeria Military Swordsmanship] entry on the skill bar suddenly became blurry, then changed to:
[Temeria Military Swordsmanship]: Grandmaster, Strength +0.4, Agility +0.4, Combat Presence +1, Combat Intuition +1.
Seeing the change in skill attributes, Guilliman frowned slightly.
Then, a mysterious and surging power instantly entered his body, strengthening it in a peculiar way, a sensation comparable to an orgasm, making his mind somewhat dazed.
Dozens of seconds later, his body was already drenched in sweat, and his skin felt sticky and thick, with a strong smell of sweat.
Guilliman simply stripped down to his shorts, sat cross-legged in the center of the bedroom, and continued to enter a semi-meditative state.
He had anticipated the increase in strength and agility, but what the Grandmaster-level swordsmanship additionally provided were the somewhat ethereal attributes of Combat Presence and Combat Intuition.
Was this the legendary return to simplicity?
However, presence and intuition were indeed good attributes, exclusive to masters.
If he had the chance, he could learn other mortal swordsmanship, as it didn't consume much soul power, and perhaps there would be some unexpected gains.
Looking at the military swordsmanship that could no longer be upgraded, Guilliman didn't delve deeper but instead looked at his only Witcher-exclusive swordsmanship, Viper School Swordsmanship.
Deep Blue, add points!
Whoosh! The total soul power dropped sharply like flowing water.
The consumption of five hundred points of soul power directly reduced his total soul power by almost half, even giving him a feeling that his soul space was emptied.
As the [Viper School Swordsmanship] option became blurry, new attributes soon appeared.
[Viper School Swordsmanship], Level: LV3, Strength +0.8, Agility +0.8, Burst Power +5.
Sword Skill: Tremor (Level 1).
Special Skill: Adrenaline Burst.
Current level cap LV3, temporarily unable to upgrade, requires one thousand points of soul power to advance to the next level.
Again, that mysterious and vast power overflowed from his soul space and drilled into his body.
This time, the feeling was even more intense.
His body began to tremble violently, his heart pounded, feeling as if his blood vessels were about to explode.
It lasted for about two minutes, and sweat once again covered his entire body. The smell of sweat became even more pronounced, even forming a layer of black grime on his skin.
However, Guilliman paid no attention to these, instead carefully looking at his skill panel, the [Viper School Swordsmanship] panel.
Setting aside the increases in other attributes, what the hell was Sword Skill: Tremor (Level 1)?
What kind of attribute was this?
Just as he was thinking this, many images suddenly appeared in his mind automatically. It was an ability he often subconsciously used in combat but had never paid attention to.
That was, Swordsmanship: Tremor!