Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

"Um?"

"Why is it gone?"

Under Fred's exclamation, Aylin looked at the empty ground and frowned.

He quickly climbed over to Hughes's room from the window and lit the candle.

Under the dim and flickering light, there were only the remains of the wooden windows on the floor of the room.

The cat school demon hunter who was knocked unconscious by Aylin in Hughes' room also disappeared.

"He was rescued!"

Vesemir's voice came from behind.

Ailin nodded slightly and did not look back.

In his field of vision, the messy and frivolous footprints turned into neat red footprints at this moment.

Focus your thoughts.

The red footprints suddenly turned into two blurry figures.

One of the figures bent down and crouched down, lifted the knocked out Cat School witcher, and jumped out of the window.

Vesemir was right. It wasn't because Aylin didn't control the strength well and the time it took to cause coma was too short.

Instead, someone took advantage of the Wolf School's demon hunters to rescue Bunt and rescued the two Cat School hunters who were knocked unconscious.

"It's okay," Vesemir comforted, "Bunt's life is the most important, as for the rescued... the demon hunter of the Cat School..."

"It would be troublesome to stay."

He sighed and patted Aelin on the shoulder.

"Those damn wild cats actually did such despicable things because of the rewards of the fighting competition..."

Vesemir cursed bitterly and looked at the four demon hunter apprentices around him with lingering fear.

Four senior demon hunters faced off against four young demon hunters who had just passed the trial...

If Aylin's strength was not part of the Cat School's demon hunters' plan, it would be hard for him to imagine what the scene would be like now.

"No!"

Aelin's voice interrupted Vesemir's thinking.

"What's not?"

The master witcher asked subconsciously.

"No, the reason why those cat school demon hunters came to attack us is probably not because of the rewards from the fighting competition..."

Ellin paused and touched his chin with his right hand: "At least it's not all because of the rewards from the fighting competition."

"Why do you think so?"

Vesemir glanced around.

Hughes, Bunter, and Fred looked confused and obviously didn't know anything.

"Although despicable, according to the style of the villains of the Cat School, the two gifts from the king are indeed enough to make them take risks!"

Vesemir said.

"After all, my commission today is just to kill a demon hunter apprentice of the Wolf School."

After Aylin murmured, he looked solemnly at the master demon hunter and said:

"Master Vesemir, this is what the Cat School witcher in Bount's room said when he gained the upper hand in the battle."

When Vesemir heard this, his expression became serious as well: "Entrustment?"

"Yes, Master Vesemir."

"This attack was a commission, not an order from the Cat School to the attacker."

After saying that, the narrow room fell into dead silence.

Vesemir lowered his head and thought.

Several young demon hunters also understood the atmosphere and fell silent one after another.

The death-like silence lasted for a long time.

Aelin and Vesemir both had the same question in their minds.

Since this is a commission, then the person who commissioned the Cat School witchers to attack them...

Who is it?

Vesemir had a dark face, and after looking at each other, they both had the same answer in their hearts.

But in front of Hughes, Bunt and Fred, they didn't say it.

Then.

The master demon hunter sighed quietly, stood up and said:

"I'll go downstairs to comfort Bob and Mary. After you tidy up your respective rooms, you can go directly to my room to rest."

…

After returning to his room, Aylin looked at the corpses in the pool of blood. He did not rush to sort them out. Instead, he sat on the bed and opened the Demon Hunting Notes with his mind.

[Monster Group "Demon Hunter" Level 36 Crusade! 】

[Reward settlement: Defeat the enemy, basic rating D, leapfrog kill +3-C, decapitation deterrence +3-B]

[Final rating: B]

[Trophy obtained: Demon Hunter's Memory*2, Experience Beads*9, Demon Hunter's Treasure Chest*4]

A group of monsters called "Witchers"?

Aylin looked back at the system messages after the crusade ended, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

In the judgment of Demon Hunter's Notes, are witchers of the same kind as hosts also monsters?

So what is not a monster?

Human?

Aylin shook his head violently to get rid of a terrible thought that suddenly flashed in his mind, and looked directly at the trophy.

"Witcher's memory?"

The new trophy type made him stunned for a moment, but Aylin did not hesitate.

After the mind jumps to the inventory, use it directly.

"Zi~"

Suddenly there was a harsh sound in his mind, like sandpaper rubbing against glass.

Immediately afterwards, the center of gravity of the young demon hunter's body suddenly became unbalanced.

After a daze, Ai Lin suddenly appeared in a dim forest clearing under the setting sun.

To be precise.

It was in the forest, on a long, thin rope tied to two trees.

This...where is this?

Aylin was stunned and asked softly in surprise, but strangely did not hear his own voice.

Um?

What's going on?

"Brad, hold on to your sword!"

A sudden roar came from behind, interrupting Aylin's thinking.

He subconsciously turned his head and saw a demon hunter carrying two swords.

The demon hunter stared with a pair of yellow cloudy cat eyes unique to cat-style demon hunters, wearing a blue-black light armor, holding... holding a whip in his hand.

"Snap!"

A sharp pain suddenly came from his back.

Ailin's pupils suddenly expanded, and he was about to jump down in anger to teach the demon hunter a lesson.

But he found that his body screamed in pain, and his vision suddenly turned to the perspective in front of him.

He couldn't control his body!

No!

This is not his body.

Ailin realized at this time that he was in the demon hunter's memory, in the past of Brett, who was killed by him.

"This is so real."

He looked at everything in his field of vision in shock.

The dim sunlight, the big tree that blocked the sky, and a gray bird on the slender branches staring at him...

Not only that!

Feel it carefully...

The coolness of the breeze blowing on his neck, and the burning pain after being whipped by the whip...

Is this the "memories of the demon hunter"?

"Snap!"

Another whip.

"Brett, don't be distracted, practice swordplay seriously!"

The stern middle-aged man's voice came from behind again.

"Alin" stood on the swaying long rope with his feet upright, and kept stabbing the "heavy" long sword forward.

At the same time.

The muscles of the soles and calves of his legs stepping on the thin rope kept trembling in a regular way, offsetting the vibration from the upper body when stabbing the sword, and stabilizing his body shape.

This is the swordplay of the cat school.

Alin thought.

This is the confidence that Brad can easily and steadily land on the edge of the window sill that is less than a palm wide with a backflip.

Thinking like this, Alin tried to remember the force position of Brett's muscles.

Swordplay is not so easy to learn.

If there is no one to guide, you can only learn a rough idea by watching.

Some key tricks are often invisible from the outside.

A certain breathing rhythm that matches the action, a small muscle movement hidden deep in the body...

Just like the rotation of the wolf school is not just dancing in circles.

The footsteps, muscles, breathing and even the skills of prediction, many small tricks that are not visible on the surface, have caused countless monster corpses to lie under the silver sword of the Wolf School.

Therefore.

Although he didn't know whether this memory was for him to learn the swordsmanship of the Cat School.

However, if he wanted to learn this swordsmanship, and there was no option to use experience beads to activate skills, he had to remember everything his body felt as much as possible.

"Huh!"

Another swift stab, piercing the air.

It pierced directly from autumn to winter, piercing a piece of white snowflakes falling from the sky.

After a moment of stunned, the time of the scenery in front of him changed rapidly.

He was in this forest, practicing swordsmanship on the thin rope with other children, spending countless sunrises and sunsets.

Then there were fewer and fewer people of his age on the thin ropes around him, and more and more unfamiliar faces appeared.

In the end.

Another trance, a strong smell of rust poured into the nose.

The tall trees, children and thin ropes around him disappeared, leaving only a solitary lamp beside the pool of blood, swaying with a faint candlelight.

Ear.

The sound of washing and dragging came from Hughes' room.

[Ding! Do you want to spend 1,000 small experience beads to unlock the skill: Cat School Two-handed Sword? ]

1,000 small experience beads?

So few?

No!

It should be like unlocking alchemy and ritual skills. It is this demon hunter's memory that reduces the original unlocking consumption.

Aylin nodded and confirmed it with his mind.

There is nothing to hesitate. The main enemies of him and the Wolf School for a long time in the future are probably humans.

The Cat School Two-handed Sword is very important to both him and the Wolf School.

A lot of information flooded into his mind.

In an instant, Aylin seemed to have practiced longsword on a thin rope for seven or eight years like Brett.

A few seconds later, the memory transmission ended.

Then Aylin used the memory of another demon hunter.

A moment later.

[Ding! Your Cat School Two-handed Sword LV1 has been upgraded to Cat School Two-handed Sword LV3 (2410/2500)]

Alin opened his eyes from the memory with a livid face. He suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth and cursed:

"Damn it! The demon hunters of the Cat School are really a bunch of bastards."

...

On the hillside outside the Hundred Fruit Garden.

"Plop~"

After being thrown heavily to the ground, the two men in black slowly woke up.

"What...what happened?"

One of the demon hunters covered the back of his head and said ignorantly.

"You were knocked out?"

"By an apprentice..."

The standing figure looked in the direction of the Hundred Fruit Garden and whispered.

"How...how is it possible?"

"How is it possible?" The figure did not turn back, and his tone was a little contemptuous, "Knocked out? Or how could he be knocked out by an apprentice?"

In the deep and heavy darkness, the other demon hunter who was thrown to the ground also stood up, and his tone was also full of disbelief.

"Guxat!"

"Do you think it's possible that we could be knocked out by a group of demon hunter apprentices who just passed the trial?"

"It's clear that those fellows from the Wolf School were well prepared."

Guxat's face turned ugly when he heard this.

It was hard for him to understand why the good situation turned out like this.

The witcher master who was most likely to make mistakes was stopped by him and his companions.

Why would four senior cat school witchers have problems dealing with four wolf school apprentices who had just passed the school trial?

Shouldn't they be steady and in control?

Among the four, Fredica and Brett were only slightly weaker than him in strength.

But now,

they didn't even save their lives.

Thinking of Brett's decapitated head lying alone in a pool of cold blood, Guksat felt cold all over.

Executing the same kind by beheading...

Was the one who killed Brett really the weak wolf school witcher who was famous for his neutrality?

"Wait!"

"Where are Brett and Fredica?"

The cat school witcher who had just climbed up from the ground counted the number of people and asked in confusion.

"We might have problems, but they can't!"

"They're all dead!" Guksat whispered.

"What!"

The two Cat School Demon Hunters were horrified and looked at Guksat in disbelief.

The man in black next to Guksat timidly glanced at the Hundred Fruit Garden in the dark and said:

"Guksat and I heard a shout from the room next door that Fredica was in charge of, and we realized that the plan might have gone wrong."

"Then after a few minutes, Fredica suddenly lost her voice, and we found an opportunity to leave the battle."

"Then..."

The man in black suddenly paused.

"Then what?" The two Cat School Demon Hunters asked impatiently.

The man in black swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice:

"Then we rescued the two of you in the hotel, and in the last room, we saw Brett's body lying apart..."

The two Cat School Demon Hunters were a little angry because of the sneak attack, and just now they had some thoughts in their minds like "The Wolf School Demon Hunter is too kind, and he just knocked them out."

Suddenly, I felt a strong chill that penetrated directly from the coccyx to the scalp.

Generally, only when the difference in strength is too great, it is possible to use decapitation as a killing method in a battle.

For people with such strength, both the artery and the heart are better and easier entry points.

After all.

The human neck is concave and protected by a hard skull.

So this way of death is more like a deterrent.

It is a deterrent to these attackers.

"Damn it!"

"Guksat, we've been cheated!"

"Who commissioned this order? Who provided the information?"

"They either colluded with the Wolf School, or they deliberately watched us die, hoping that we would kill each other with the Wolf School's demon hunters and weaken the strength of our school."

"Otherwise, if we knew that there were such masters among these demon hunters, how could we only send such a small number of people?"

"Guksat!"

"Who commissioned us to hunt down these Wolf School demon hunters?"

The moonlight covered by dark clouds took away the only weak light left on the earth.

Facing the questioning of his schoolmates, Guksat looked at the only bright place in the center of the Hundred Fruit Garden, and the turbid dark yellow cat pupils were bright and dark.

He turned around.

The anger of the Cat School demon hunters could not even stop the pitch-black darkness.

So

After a few seconds of silence, he was also filled with anger at being fooled, and gnashed his teeth and said:

"King!"

"The one who entrusted us to hunt down the Wolf School witcher is the master of the land under our feet..."

"King of Kaedwen - Haxor!"