Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

Whether the White Widow's mutation formula is worth so many experience beads or not, at least Aylin will not learn it now.

After all.

He hasn't even unlocked the skill of genetic mutation yet. No matter how worthwhile it is to learn, he has to wait until he returns to Kaer Morhen.

He used up the two White Widow's heart essences obtained from the treasure chest.

A comfortable warm current flows through his body.

[Health: 100%, Stamina 470/470, Magic 530/530]

[Attributes: Strength 42, Agility 37, Constitution 47 (+4), Perception 35, Mystic 53]

He is getting closer and closer to Vesemir's attribute panel.

Aylin sighed in his heart.

Looking at the rising values, a sense of security and satisfaction arises spontaneously.

"Erin, have you finished reading the love letter?"

"The stew is almost ready, let's eat."

Vesemir walked over jokingly, and just as he was about to pass by Erin and bring the two Ben Ade wizards to the camp, he was suddenly stunned.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Thomas Moreau and Macao were limp, with their backs hunched backwards.

In addition to their arms and legs tied up with ropes, their hands and feet were tied together like a wild boar.

The posture was very awkward and shameful.

"To prevent them from waking up and secretly casting spells to escape, I tied them all up."

Erin explained.

"Oh...oh..."

Vesemir felt it was a bit indecent.

After all, Thomas Moreau and Macao were wizards of status, and it was probably inappropriate to humiliate them like livestock.

However, thinking that the two men had not shown any restraint when they attacked just now, he only asked one question:

"Have you thought about how to deal with these two people?"

Alin gently lifted Thomas Moreau's rope buckle and walked towards the camp, saying:

"It is not appropriate to kill or release these two wizards. It is troublesome to take them on the road and keep an eye on them."

"So why not just send them all to Kaer Morhen, what do you think?"

"With the Chief and Lady Vera watching over them, there will be no problem."

Send them back to Kaer Morhen?

Vesemir scratched his head and raised Makao with his right hand, a little confused:

"How to send them back? Aren't you going to Elland to remove the curse?"

"And it's not easy to escape from Kaedwen...Run away, isn't it more dangerous to go back now?"

"Uh...not us going back," Alin explained, realizing that he didn't make it clear, "I just sent a message to Mary, asking Lady Vera to come and teleport them back to Kaer Morhen..."

Vesemir subconsciously stopped when he heard this, staring at Alin with wide eyes.

Just to deal with these two wizards, you asked Ms. Vera to come?

Do you know what you are saying?

Before, in order to save Bonte, she sent messages and medicine, and human lives were at stake, which was excusable.

But for such a thing, you ordered Ms. Vera to come...

Alin, are you tired of living?

That's Ms. Vera!

Do you know how the title of the bloody red fox came from?

Hearing that Vesemir stopped, Alin turned around:

"What's wrong, Master Vesemir, do you think there is any problem with this?"

If there is any problem, it's better to say that there are problems everywhere.

"Ai..."

Vesemir opened his mouth and was about to persuade Alin to withdraw this dangerous idea.

But then he thought of the time in the Hundred Fruits Garden, when Alin was missing for only one day, Ms. Vera rushed over anxiously.

And when he was in Kaer Morhen, he drank the "Green Sigh" worth a million gold as water...

During the mountain trial, Ms. Vera almost fought with Soy and other witcher masters for Alin...

...

For a moment, I felt again.

He wanted to say something to dissuade her, but it was unnecessary for him to alienate the relationship between Arryn and Lady Vera.

But.

Although Lady Vera now seemed to treat Arryn as her own child.

Care, worry, care, doting...

But it was not.

Vesemir had traveled all over the country for decades and had seen a lot.

Without the support of blood ties, feelings based on empty enthusiasm would easily be gradually exhausted over time and with repeated pampering.

Just like the king's favorite concubine, the more he loved her when he took her, the more indifferent she would be after the enthusiasm was over.

And the relationship with Lady Vera was definitely Arryn's most precious wealth now, nothing else.

For two wizards...

It's not worth it!

In all kinds of entanglements, the face of the witcher master was uncertain.

"Master Vesemir?"

Arryn looked at Vesemir cautiously, not knowing what he had said wrong just now.

After carefully considering his words, Vesemir patted his shoulder with his free left hand:

"I think there is nothing wrong with the idea of ​​sending Thomas Moreau and Maccao back to Kaer Morhen, but..."

Vesemir paused:

"But after all, Ms. Vera has a lot of things to do. It is better not to bother her if you can avoid it in the future..."

Ms. Vera has a lot of things to do?

Alin was stunned for a moment.

In his impression, the sorceress seemed to have always been a very Buddhist person, who seemed to just drink tea and read books every day.

Even when teaching apprentices, Mary was usually allowed to read books by herself.

If it weren't for her young and good-looking appearance, she would actually be similar to the retired grandpa and grandma in her previous life.

Just when he was a little confused about why Vesemir said these words, he suddenly noticed the tangled, serious and complicated expression on the master witcher's face.

Immediately I understood what he wanted to express.

"Vesemir is worried that I have wasted Lady Vera's favor..."

Aylin understood.

It was indeed inappropriate to summon the sorceress from all the way.

but.

The secondary mutation technology mastered by Thomas Moreu is too important to be worth spending this favor.

then.

He turned his head and looked at Vesemir:

"Don't worry, Master Vesemir."

"I know in my heart that these two wizards are indeed too important to us!"

When Vesemir heard the words, he looked at the expression on Aylin's face again and knew that he had really listened.

Without asking if it was important or not, he nodded with a smile and continued to carry Macao towards the newly built camp.

Aylin followed Vesemir and touched his chin in a daze:

"However, the relationship with Ms. Vera does need to find some way to make amends..."

"But, for a big shot like her, what can I do?"

…

"Gulu~Gulu~"

The saucepan is bubbling.

Tomatoes and some wild vegetables picked nearby are tumbling in the pot.

Vesemir sat by the campfire and used a dagger to peel some dried meat from the owner of the Pagoda Inn into the pot.

After a while, it was steaming and the aroma was fragrant.

When it comes to meals on the road, taste comes second.

The most important thing is the temperature that is slightly scalding to your mouth.

A bowl of hot soup can ward off the cold all night long.

"Have you thought about it?"

Vesemir gently placed the wooden bowl on a large stone and looked at the two wizard apprentices opposite.

Both Bogdan and Radek looked a little depressed.

After learning from Macao's mouth that Dean Hen Gedimidis's request to arrest them "live or alive", the two apprentices became very depressed.

I thought Thomas Moreu and Macao were coming for the demon hunters, but I didn't expect that the real targets were them.

Vesemir and Aelin were the ones implicated in the personal enmity of Thomas Moreu, a madman.

Although the two of them didn't have deep feelings for the academy, becoming enemies was something they never expected, and it was hard to accept it for a while.

"Sorry, I didn't know I would cause you so much trouble..."

"It's not your fault." Vesemir waved his hand and interrupted, "But you should all know Ben Ade's attitude. Do you still plan to continue to Vengerberg?"

Radek and Bogdan looked at each other.

Vangerburg was the royal city of Aedirn.

The court sorcerer of King Aedirn was also a wizard born in Ban Adir.

Didn't they just throw themselves into a trap when they went there?

Although Macao was talking about investigating the culprit of the interaction between the heaven and the earth, as long as they had nothing to do with it, they would not be implicated.

But the two wizards ignored their lives and directly attacked them, making their words really unconvincing.

and.

It was hard to get out of the whirlpool of the king's death.

They didn't want to go back to Ben Ad.

Then again...

Radek and Bogdan took a careful look at the two well-known wizards who were tied up in a very disgraceful manner on the ground.

No matter what the two witchers plan to do with Thomas Moru and Macao...

Can we really let them leave?

"Ying... probably can't go," Radek asked cautiously, "What good arrangements do you have?"

Seeing the timid expressions of the two apprentices, Aylin held a wooden bowl next to him and sipped the hot soup.

They didn't even kill Thomas Moreu and Macao, so naturally they wouldn't silence these two fifteen-year-old children.

But if they are allowed to move freely, there is also a risk of exposure for the Wolf School.

so……

"Are you interested in Kaer Morhen?"

Vesemir just finished speaking.

There was nothing unusual about Radek, but Bogdan's eyes suddenly brightened.

"interested in!"

He stood up instantly.

Vesemir, who originally wanted to explain the benefits of the school of warlocks, forgot what to say next after being interrupted by him.

At this time, it was Vesemir and Aelin's turn to look at each other.

An idea flashed in Aylin's mind.

When he first met Bogdan, he once asked himself if he could become a demon hunter.

"Perhaps we can give him a chance?"

Aelin thought.

Radek was also taken aback by Bogdan's positivity.

But he seemed to have thought of something. He glanced at Bogdan helplessly, sighed, and said:

"I'm interested too."

…

late at night.

Kaer Morhen.

"Squeak~"

The groaning sound of wood tossed and turned in the darkness.

The little man in silk pajamas was also noisy by the lingering squeaking sound, causing him to toss and turn on the bed. From time to time, he glanced at the starry sky outside the window decorated with stars.

"Do you need me to give you a stun spell?"

A cold female voice sounded.

The wooden bed was instantly frightened into silence.

"Sorry, Ms. Vera..."

"Did I disturb you?"

The charming female voice trembled.

Although even if she was hit by the coma spell at this time, she would only fall asleep instantly, but the owner of the voice subconsciously stretched out her small hand and touched her forehead.

Speaking of which...

Since Arlin left, Ms. Vera hasn't used a coma spell on me for a long time.

The owner of the sweet voice was thinking wildly.

"Snap~"

A snap of fingers.

The candles in the room were all lit up at once.

Staying up late is a woman's enemy.

But thanks to Ottolan's great invention - the Mandela decoction to prevent aging, and the youth given to the girl by the Creator.

The two ladies in the room obviously don't care about the wrinkles and dark circles that will be brought by the untimely work and rest.

In the flickering firelight, Vera stood by the window, her eyes slightly curved like a crescent, and looked at Mary who was wiggling on the bed with some amusement:

"I told you a long time ago, if you can't sleep, you don't have to sleep. Wait a little while for Arlin's lovebird to come."

"Who is waiting for the lovebird!!!"

Mary jumped up from the bed suddenly as if she was stressed.

"Squeak~"

The wooden bed screamed loudly.

Ignoring the bed's struggle, the girl realized that her tone was a little disrespectful, and suddenly whispered to defend herself:

"I'm not waiting for Alin's letter, I just... um... I just have some insomnia."

"Okay, okay~"

Vera looked at the blush on the girl's face and squinted her eyes with a smile.

"You just have insomnia."

"So..."

"Do you need a coma spell?"

"No, Ms. Vera."

Mary blushed, and after thinking for a long time, she couldn't find any other excuses, so she had to get up from the bed helplessly.

The pearl-like pure white silk pajamas followed the girl's smooth skin, covering her slender white calves and rosy ankles.

Vera smiled as she watched Mary pace stiffly under her gaze.

Just when she was about to tease her again.

Out of the corner of her eye.

The bright starry river on the towering snow-capped mountains suddenly streaked across a meteor, interrupting her.

The fleeting white light came towards the girl's room.

At this time.

The sorceress just straightened her body slightly.

Mary, who was wearing a white silk pajamas, was surprised to jump to the window sill like a little rabbit in three or two steps.

She stretched out her delicate hands to the bright night sky.

The next moment.

A crystal bird flapped its wings and landed in her palm.

The crystal beak gently rubbed Mary's thumb.

Mary was eagerly lifting the love bird and leaning it against her forehead, and suddenly remembered that Vera was still beside her.

She tilted her head and looked at the sorceress awkwardly.

After seeing her nod slightly, she closed her eyes and pressed the beak of the love bird tightly against her forehead.

Then, the room was quiet for a while.

Vera looked at the faint smile on Mary's face unconsciously, guessing what Alin said to her apprentice in the love bird.

Gradually.

The corners of the sorceress's mouth also unconsciously curled up.

Until...

"Why are those damn wizards so lingering!!!"

Mary's smile disappeared, revealing a fierce expression.

"What's wrong?"

Vera frowned and asked.

Mary quickly handed over the love bird.

The sorceress took it skillfully.

Time passed by, and the look on Vera's face became colder and colder.

"Hmph!"

The sorceress snorted coldly and returned the love bird to Mary.

Then.

"Snap~"

A snap of fingers.

The orange portal appeared in the room.

Just as Vera was about to walk into the orange door, she suddenly heard Mary's voice behind her.

"Ve...Ms. Vera..."

"Can I go with you?"