Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

The first ray of sunshine in the morning broke through the misty morning fog in the mountains.

"Bang~"

There was an unusual sound.

An orange-red portal appears in the camp.

The demon hunter, carrying two swords and a black wide-brimmed hat, walked out of the portal with a large bag of things.

The wizard who "kidnapped" Ben Ard was no small matter.

A careless move may bring great disaster to the school.

So as soon as Vesemir returned to Kaer Morhen, the chief of the school and several master demon hunters who were still in the fortress rushed over after receiving the news.

Several master witchers gathered around the unconscious wizard and had a heated discussion all night long.

But intense is intense.

No one was stupid enough to propose letting Thomas Moreu and Macao go.

The master witchers who have long heard from the chief about the unfair experience of the witchers of the Wolf School in Ben Ad, all know that it is absolutely impossible to compromise with wizards in order to survive the school.

The core of the heated discussion is whether to kill them...

It's better to find a place to lock him up as Aylin arranged.

The latter risk obviously far outweighs the former.

Although Kaer Morhen also keeps a few pieces of magic-blocking gold, which can be used to create shackles that suppress magic.

But every famous wizard has various tricks.

No one can guarantee that with the shackles of the magic blocking gold, the two wizards will not be able to escape from prison or spread the news.

No one had heard of the secondary mutation Aylin wanted to dig out. Compared with the risks faced by the school, it seemed a little unworthy.

but.

Now that Vesemir is back, it means that everyone has finally reached a consensus.

Agree to imprison the two wizards first.

This is due both to Vesemir's dry-mouthed debate and to Aelin's outstanding performance in the apprentice fighting competition incident.

certainly.

The potions and skills created by Aelin, as well as the support of the always conservative chief, are also the most important factors.

"Ugh~"

The exhaustion of not sleeping all night, coupled with the "portal syndrome" unique to witchers, made Vesemir's vision darken as soon as he stepped out of the portal.

I couldn't help but bend over and retching lightly.

"If I had known last night, I should have asked Aylin to keep vigil first."

Vesemir thought to himself.

Who would have thought that Ms. Vera would come so quickly...

He sighed softly, straightened up, and immediately saw Aylin who was meditating with his eyes closed...

And Mary was sleeping soundly on his shoulder.

The bonfire had long been extinguished, and golden petals were scattered around the two of them.

Against the background of the green oak trees not far away, the two people clinging to each other are exceptionally harmonious and natural.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Vesemir couldn't help but smile.

The discomfort caused by the teleportation has subsided a lot.

"It's great to be young!" he exclaimed.

…

Not long after Vesemir returned, Aelin also opened his eyes from meditation.

After seeing Vesemir packing his things, he planned to get up and help.

"Shh~"

After the Master Demon Hunter noticed it, he directly motioned for Aylin to sit down and use it as a pillow.

Feeling the breath next to his face, Aylin had no choice but to watch blankly as Vesemir was busy.

After Vesemir packed up all the camping tents and other materials alone and tied them to his mount, Mary woke up slowly.

"Ah~"

After waking up from a sweet dream, Mary took a nap, stretched, then opened one eye sleepily and said in surprise:

"When did Master Vesemir come back?"

"While you were sleeping!" Aylin stood up and moved his body.

While asleep?

Mary was stunned for a second.

Then he noticed the water stains on the young demon hunter's neck, and his pretty face suddenly turned red.

She quickly took out a silk scarf from her body and stepped forward to help Aylin wipe it.

"Hug...Sorry, I fell asleep accidentally..."

"fine."

Aylin shook his head and said nothing.

This is just a trivial matter not worth mentioning.

People have come all the way to help, what’s wrong with drooling on you?

Say it again.

I kept walking along the way, and only wiped myself when I encountered river water.

Aylin's clothes weren't very clean either.

It's hard for Mary to fall asleep next to him last night.

"Okay, get ready to go."

Vesemir brought over Aelin's little mare "Carrot" and Bogdan's horse.

"There's plenty of time for flirting along the way!"

Vesemir smiled narrowly at the two young men standing next to each other.

"Master Vesemir!" Mary said with a red face.

…

noon.

Aylin and his party finally arrived at Vergen on horseback.

The city is not big, covering an area only about half of that of Ben Ad.

It only takes half an hour to walk from the North City Gate to the South City Gate.

but.

Vergen's architectural style is completely different from human beings, but it is more impressive than the pointed conical towers of Ben Ad.

This is a city carved out of the rock.

Whether it is the city walls, houses or streets, they all look like they are growing out of the mountains.

Rough, heroic, brutal...

Just like those bearded dwarves who kept passing by the three of them.

Yes.

Although this place is located in the human kingdom of Aden, it is actually a dwarf settlement.

Even the lord here is the only non-human noble in Aedirn - the dwarf Baron Holden Qui-Gon.

"Hahaha~"

"Long time no see, Master Vesemir!"

The doorway of a stone house that is only slightly larger than the other houses around it.

The brown-bearded dwarf, who was almost as tall as Vesemir's chest, laughed and patted Vesemir's waist hard.

“Long time no see, Holden.”

Vesemir took off his black wide-brimmed hat and nodded to the dwarf with bared teeth.

It can be seen that they are very good friends.

After a brief greeting, Vesemir revealed one side of his body, Aelin and Mary behind him.

"Who are these two?" Holden asked doubtfully.

"The sorceress Margarita Laux Antille," Vesemir smiled and looked at Mary, "She is the bloody red fox, Ms. Vera's apprentice, and she is traveling with us now."

Mary clasped her hands on her belly and nodded slightly.

Her posture is not high, and it is rare for her to show such a humble and elegant look.

But anyone can see that she is proud of her status as Vera's apprentice.

When the dwarf Holden heard Ms. Vera's name, he stood up straight in awe:

"Hello, Ms. Margarita."

"I am Holden Qui-Gon, the city lord of Vergen. I am very glad that you can come to Vergen..."

"Please also help me bring respect to Ms. Vera."

"I will." Mary nodded slightly.

His big eyes glanced proudly at the young demon hunter beside him.

You don't need to be able to read minds, Aylin understands what she means.

The words "Ms. Margarita" were almost engraved on her forehead.

"Aelin..." Vesemir patted the young demon hunter's shoulder and solemnly introduced to Holden:

"Master Demon Hunter Aylin has killed five large monsters so far, two of which were hunted independently..."

"Water ghosts, ghouls, demons... countless other monsters died in his hands..."

The apprentice fighting competition between the Wolf School and the Cat School has passed.

During the competition, many wizards saw Aelin hunting two large monsters alone.

There is no need to hide anymore.

When leaving Kaer Morhen this morning, Vesemir had agreed with several master witchers.

As of today.

The Wolf School will officially recognize the identity of Arryn's master witcher.

And in the next few days, letters will be sent to other demon hunter schools and nobles who have good relations with the Wolf School.

As for the achievements, in order to avoid trouble, the school deliberately ignored the Ice King and Cyclops killed by Arryn in Kaer Morhen in the letter.

Take only the few that Aelin killed in public in Ben Ad's arena.

"Master Witcher?"

Holden was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and looked at the young demon hunter carefully from bottom to top.

But no matter how he looked at it, it seemed ordinary.

There were no big muscles or a long, bushy beard.

Just an ordinary witcher kid.

"Vesemir, are you kidding me?"

"He is just a child. At your age as demon hunters, he has only just passed those murderous trials..."

"Although we have a good relationship, this joke is not very funny!"

"You're going to ruin this kid's future!"

Holden frowned, his rough voice was like thunder.

The eyes of other dwarves, elves, and humans on the street were attracted.

"This is no joke, my dwarf brother!"

Vesemir laughed and shook his head:

"Aelin is indeed a master witcher. You will know when the news reaches Vergen in a few days."

"But you are right, Aylin is indeed my apprentice."

When did I say that this kid is your apprentice?

Holden scratched his head in confusion.

But then he noticed the emphasis in Vesemir's words.

"information?"

"What news?"

Holden asked curiously.

"News about the apprentice fighting competition between the Cat School and the Wolf School, and..."

Vesemir put on a black wide-brimmed hat and retracted his smile:

"News of the King's Death..."

…

In addition to dwarves, Vergen also has humans living here.

This is also nominally a vassal state of the human kingdom Aedirn.

but.

As soon as the king of Ben Ad was dead, the wizards who were eager to deliver the news released the carrier pigeons. There was definitely not one that would fly to Vergen.

after all.

The dwarves are all excellent warriors. Their bodies as hard as granite seem to be born to isolate the magic of chaos from the outside.

The very few who are gifted in spellcasting will obviously not go to Ban Ade to go to school.

So after hearing the news about Vesemir, Holden was a little confused:

"I know about the fighting competition between you and the Cat School, but the death of the king?"

"Is this some new Kaedwen drama?"

"These human beings who perform are dying..."

"It's not a drama, Holden, it's not a drama..." Vesemir interrupted, "The king of Kaedwen, Haxo, known as the 'Big Maw King', is dead!"

"He died in Ben Ad..."

"Died in the stands of the wizards' arena..."

Listen to Vesemir finish explaining the process of the fighting competition between the Wolf School and the Cat School.

The dwarf's eyes were wide with disbelief written all over his face.

A few seconds later.

"That..." Horton pulled off a tuft of his beard in surprise, "That's really unexpected..."

"I didn't expect that the butcher, Haxor, would die in such a way."

Horton's tone was a bit complicated.

Hexor hated and hated foreigners.

Although the main target was the elves, Horton also had many dwarf and gnome friends who died under Haxor's tyranny.

After a long time, Horton came back to his senses and looked at Vesemir seriously:

"Thank you, Vesemir."

"This news is very important to me!"

After Haxor's death.

Before the new king takes the throne, Kaedwen will definitely be under martial law for a long time, and the relationship between the nobles and the wizards will become very delicate.

As the master of Vergen, knowing this news earlier can not only help his people avoid a lot of losses.

Maybe he can also make a lot of money.

"Horton, we are friends!" Vesemir shook his head gently.

"Indeed, we are friends."

The dwarf nodded seriously, then looked at Arryn:

"Then let's see what my friend can do for the new demon hunter master."

"Come in first, distinguished guests, please treat this place as your home."

...

As soon as you enter the stone house, you will see all kinds of armor and weapons.

The murderous aura and cold light are shining.

The temperature of the whole room seems to be several degrees colder than outside.

Seeing that Arryn and Mary are very curious, Vesemir introduced:

"Holden Qui-Gon, the most outstanding forging master outside the Mahakam Mountains..."

Mahakan is a dwarf country located between Temeria and Aedirn.

Nominally, Mahakam is a vassal state of Temeria.

But due to the dangerous terrain and the dependence of countries around the world on its metal products, it has always maintained relative political and cultural independence.

Not only does it produce the best quality iron ore in the world, but the craftsmanship of the dwarf craftsmen living in Mahakam is also first-class.

"In fact, even in Mahakam, apart from those old men in the Council of Elders, there are few dwarves whose craftsmanship can catch up with mine."

"I swear on my beard!"

Horton stroked his long beard and added bluntly.

Vesemir shrugged and said noncommittally:

"The King of Aedir granted Horton the title of baron just for his craftsmanship and gave him the Vergen Mine as his territory..."

Horton added again:

"In fact, it was the despicable and shameless boy Demaevi II who lured me here with conspiracy and trickery."

"He asked someone to steal my favorite hammer, and while I was looking for the hammer, he stole my boiler and iron felt..."

"I had no choice but to agree to the request of that rogue king..."

Alin and Mary looked at each other.

The young demon hunter had a lot of complaints in his stomach, and he didn't know where to start.

But...

Master of Casting...

Alin's eyes gradually brightened.

As expected...

Vesemir took out a piece of parchment from his leather armor and handed it to the dwarf.

Then he turned to look at his apprentice and smiled:

"Alin, it's time to change your outdated leather armor!"