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Chapter 122 - Chapter 122 It was not an exaggeration to call her the most noble woman in the North.

Not only did he issue him a pass, allowing him to freely take a large batch of basic construction materials from the Vizima City Hall and hire construction workers at a low price.

He even directly granted him authorization to legally take in war orphans and witcher apprentices within Temeria.

The King's official authorization!

This was an achievement that even the once glorious Witcher Order had never attained.

It greatly shocked the other witchers from different schools who followed him; they even suspected that Guilliman was Foltest's illegitimate son, which was why he received so many privileges.

In the past, witchers mostly had to secretly take war orphans, or even use the Law of Surprise and trickery to take farmers' children.

This was also why, for a long time, some witchers were called 'child traffickers' by common folk.

Moreover, ever since Guilliman left the princess's bedchamber, whether it was a rumor deliberately arranged by King Foltest or Princess Adda's push, it was unknown.

In any case, all the upper-class people in Vizima knew that the incredibly beautiful Princess Adda had found a witcher as a lover, and even openly met him in the royal palace.

Under the envious, jealous, and hateful propaganda of the various dignitaries, soon even the common folk in Vizima heard this news.

And this news spread rapidly throughout the Northern Kingdoms.

Suddenly, Guilliman felt that he had become a celebrity in the entire North, attracting the attention of many forces.

After all, Princess Adda was now the first heir to the Kingdom of Temeria, someone who might become queen in the future.

It was not an exaggeration to call her the most noble woman in the North.

And as the princess's only publicly known 'male favorite'—well, those ruffians used such a derogatory term to refer to the great Guilliman, which made him very unhappy.

However, undeniably, such an identity seemed to give the witcher an invisible grasp on something called 'power,' which seemed more capable of making commoners and nobles submit and revere than his formidable martial prowess.

Guilliman even felt that his identity as the princess's lover had overshadowed his own identity as a witcher.

When people first saw him, they would treat him as a royal favorite, someone who could report to the princess at any time, rather than a witcher with great martial power.

Finally, the time came to the fifth day of landing on Black Gull Island.

After Guilliman found time to'spar' with Queen of the Night Anbella, High Healer Margarita, and several female vampires, as well as the dryad girl Buil, among others, individually...

His soul strength finally met the requirements for advancement, just one step away from breaking through the [Extraordinary] rank.

And the more than five thousand points of soul power he had accumulated from killing mermen during this period were also enough for his advancement ritual and bloodline promotion ritual.

Now the most important thing was to communicate well with the apprentice Alvin, to get the little boy to agree to perform the ritual together and to draw half of his Elder Blood ability.

However, could a child of only six or seven years old truly communicate well and reach an agreement?

Guilliman was deeply skeptical about this.

It wasn't that he couldn't offer the conditions the other party wanted, but rather, could a six or seven-year-old child understand such complex issues?

But no matter what, even if it meant forceful taking, Guilliman would not be soft-hearted.

Taking Alvin in as an apprentice and protecting him was for this very moment.

That afternoon, Guilliman returned to Shani's house and saw Alvin, who was still diligently training.

After some time apart, with sufficient nutrition and diligent physical training, Alvin had changed a lot; he was no longer the scrawny little boy he was when they first met.

The complex experiences during this period seemed to have brought a lot of growth to this child; even without the talent of the Elder Blood, he would probably become a good swordsman and an excellent young man in time.

Guilliman dismissed Berengar, who was training Alvin.

He gave the old fellow a bag of gold coins and told him not to come back for the next few days, to go find some girls and relax.

He then called the bewildered Alvin into the room, half-squatted on the ground, looking the little boy in the eye, and said with a serious expression:

"Alvin, we haven't officially held the apprenticeship ceremony yet."

"You are not yet my formal disciple."

"However, before that, I have something I want to discuss with you, or rather, must discuss with you."

"As soon as this matter is over, I will hold a formal apprenticeship ceremony with you, and you will be my chief disciple from now on."

Perhaps influenced by the witcher's serious voice, Alvin's expression also became very serious, his slightly silver eyes becoming focused.

He nodded and said:

"Mr. Guilliman, you are my mother's and my benefactor."

"Without your help back then and your care during this time, my mother and I would hardly be living so peacefully."

"If you have any requests, please state them directly."

"I will not forget your kindness."

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