Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

Asking his subordinates to lead the soldiers back to the military camp, Trick led the three of them to the bustling and tidy inner city, and stopped in front of a three-story building with a wooden sign hanging a wine bottle.

White marble exterior walls, carved oak window lattice, and various charming and fragrant flowers carefully placed at the door...

Sophisticated and luxurious.

As soon as the four people got off their horses, a middle-aged man wearing a silk brocade robe and a small round hat trotted out of the small building.

Trick seemed a little anxious, and without waiting for the middle-aged man to stand still, he ordered:

"Yakub, these three are all distinguished guests of the king. Give them the best guest rooms here."

"The bill is mine."

Then he turned his head and looked at Vesemir, Aylin and Mary:

"This is the best hotel in Vengerberg. You guys need to rest here first. After I go back and inform His Majesty, I will take you into the royal city to have an audience."

"If you have any requests, please tell Yakub directly. He is the owner of this store."

It was obvious that this inn was very good, so Vesemir, Aylin and Mary naturally had no objections.

And it's different in reality than in the game. There is no increase in attributes or experience with loot.

The purpose of keeping the head of the great griffon was to collect the bounty from the royal family of Aedirn.

This is the unspoken rule between demon hunters and human nobles.

As long as it causes casualties or economic losses to the local area, or even as long as there is an obvious potential threat.

The witcher can kill the monster first.

After that, collect a bounty from the local nobles.

No need to worry about doing it for nothing.

Of course, since it is an unspoken rule, it is naturally linked to the overall strength of the demon hunter and the number of monsters.

Therefore, this benefit can only be enjoyed in this era when the demon hunter school is prosperous.

in addition.

As long as they are in good condition, the heads of large monsters are also very valuable collectibles, no less valuable than paintings and sculptures by famous artists.

Based on Vesemir's many years of experience.

The head of a large griffon that was skillfully decapitated and cut off using Demon Hunt was definitely of top quality and could be sold for at least 3,000 orens.

It has to be said that as long as there is strength, there are many ways for a demon hunter to make money.

therefore.

Naturally, the three of them had to wait until they got the money before leaving.

"Go ahead, we will wait for you here." Vesemir nodded slightly.

Seeing that the three of them were quite satisfied with this place, Trick said goodbye and turned around to leave.

"Get down!"

Aelin said softly.

Immediately, a small black dumpling moved, as if nodding.

Before entering the city, the little monster wrapped his whole body in the black cloth given by Mary, leaving almost no gaps.

After turning over and dismounting, and gently carrying Yennefer down, the innkeeper Jacob came up to meet her.

He had a kind smile that matched his chubby frame and was well-informed.

Seeing Yennefer wrapped in black cloth and the head of a large griffon on the side of the saddle, he said without saying much, his tone was as usual:

"Dear guests, do you have anything else to arrange? Your horses will be led to the stables by servants..."

"If you don't mind, we can also find someone to help you deal with this big gryphon's head."

"Huh?" The three of them were a little surprised when they heard Yakub's words.

After all, even the deputy leader of the Knights of the King of Aedirn did not recognize the shrunken Great Griffin Head.

An ordinary businessman actually recognized it.

"Are you sure this is a large gryphon?" Mary asked curiously, "Not a gryphon?"

"You must know that the head of the Great Griffin is not that small."

"This lady is joking," the innkeeper Yakub shook his head gently, "The gryphon has a white face and a blue beak..."

"The red face and black beak must be the Great Griffin, there is no mistaking it."

"As for why it is so small..."

"It must be because of the lady's spell. I remember that warlocks have a spell called shrinkage, which can shrink objects for a long time..."

Yakub's tone was calm, but the three of them looked at each other in confusion.

This wealthy hotel owner is as gentle as the uncle next door.

Not only was he able to identify the monster's head, but he was also able to accurately pinpoint Mary's identity and the spell she used.

"amazing!"

Vesemir praised: "He is indeed a businessman who can open the best hotel in the inner city of Aedirn."

"I don't dare to take it seriously," Yakub smiled gently and shook his head. "It's just that when I was studying in Niubu, I was interested in these aspects, so I deliberately learned about it."

"Master Vesemir is truly amazing."

"Do you know me?" Vesemir grasped the key point. He recalled carefully but couldn't think of having seen this person before.

After Yakub signaled to the hotel employee who came over to take away the horse, he smiled and shook his head:

"I don't know him."

"But the youngest master demon hunter in a century is a legend in Cowburg, where many stories about the master are spread..."

Aylin suddenly thought of something when he heard Yakub's words.

He pursed his lips and used the witcher's powerful body control to hold back his smile.

Many stories about Vesemir?

I'm afraid most of them are not serious stories, right?

However, Vesemir seemed to be very impressed. He pressed his black wide-brimmed hat, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably under the shadow.

At this time.

Yakub, who was leading the way, glanced at the head of the large griffon that was being taken off by Aylin and handed to the hotel employee.

While leading the way, he praised:

"Killing a griffin is not something that ordinary witcher masters can do, and a large griffin..."

"There are records in the Niubao Academy that, except for witcher grandmasters like the noble dragon slayer Soi, this kind of large monster is basically hunted by three or more witcher masters..."

"I didn't expect that Master Vesemir, who is so young, actually has the strength of a grandmaster..."

Jakub didn't finish his words.

But everyone understood what he meant.

With young looks like Aylin and Mary, it is obvious that they cannot become the main combat force.

"Hahaha~"

Vesemir's sudden laughter made Jakub turn his head subconsciously.

"Uh... what's wrong, Master Vesemir?"

"Hahaha, you guessed wrong..." Vesemir smiled and patted Jakub's shoulder, "I didn't kill this large griffin."

"Ah?" Jakub, who had always been calm and gentle, was rarely confused.

Seeing that Vesemir was still laughing, out of the intuition of a businessman, he instinctively glanced at the young blue-eyed witcher Aylin.

There was a guess in his mind that he rejected after a second.

"The Great Griffin was killed by Erin!"

Vesemir did not keep it a secret, proudly raised his head, and showed off by putting his arm around the shoulders of the young witcher, praising:

"The youngest witcher master in history, Erin..."

"He killed this great griffin!"

"My apprentice!"

"Ah?" Jacob was stunned again, and even stopped subconsciously.

This was an unimaginable loss of composure for him who was usually calm in everything.

Jacob looked at Erin carefully.

Unbelievable!

It was really unbelievable!

It was really this young witcher.

He could not connect this young face, who was at most sixteen or seventeen years old, with the two words witcher master and great griffin.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no problem with the head of the great griffin.

Forging a witcher master would not benefit the Wolf School, Vesemir, or even Erin himself.

He really didn't believe what Vesemir said.

So, after a pause, Jacob continued to lead the way, sighing:

"Master Ailin should be less than seventeen years old this year, right?"

"Fourteen." Mary answered proudly.

"Amazing, really amazing!" Jacob was amazed.

That's it.

With the innkeeper's compliments all the way, the three of them came to the top floor of the inn.

"Dear guests, your room has arrived."

The exquisitely carved wooden door was opened.

"Squeak~"

A room about the same size as Ailin in Kaer Morhen appeared in front of them.

The dazzling magic crystal lamp, the soft leather sofa and the plaid carpet covering the entire floor...

All the appliances looked very expensive.

There are four doors in the room, which should be the separated bedrooms.

The door is carved with hollow carvings, which seems to be the story of the ancient heroes in the demon hunter world.

A living room, four small rooms...

It's a bit like a suite in a hotel in the previous life.

"Master Vesemir, Master Ailin, and this one..." Jacob smiled and looked at Mary.

"Margarita Laux Antille, just call me Mary." Mary seemed to have a good impression of the middle-aged businessman and introduced herself, "I am the apprentice of Ms. Vera, the bloody red fox."

"So you are Ms. Vera's apprentice, no wonder you can release the shrinking spell at such a young age."

Jacob's eyes flashed with surprise.

But seeing that the three of them looked a little tired, he didn't say anything more.

"Master Vesemir, Master Ailin and Ms. Mary, if there is no other need, I will leave first."

"There is a magic bell at the door, shake it gently and I will come."

Jacob pointed to the translucent crystal bell at the door, and then prepared to leave.

"Wait!"

Aelin suddenly remembered something and stopped Jacob.

"Master Ailin, do you have any instructions?"

Jacob turned and looked at the young demon hunter gently.

"Can you buy me some dog oil, white hibiscus petals and cypress stem fruits?"

Jacob was stunned.

However, out of duty, he did not ask any more questions. After agreeing, he closed the door and left.

"Bang~"

The door was closed.

After letting Yennefer take his brother back to the room.

Alin and Vesemir were silent for a few seconds, waiting for the footsteps outside the door to completely disappear.

Alin looked at Mary and asked:

"Mary, do you know the soundproof barrier that Ms. Vera used?"

Mary did not respond.

Her red lips moved slightly, and after reciting a few spells, she snapped her fingers with a "snap".

The next second.

The familiar light red magic barrier enveloped the three people.

Alin stared at Mary's slender fingers and asked curiously:

"Is snapping fingers a special spell casting technique?"

"I saw Ms. Vera also snap her fingers before casting a spell, but Ms. Vera never recited a spell..."

Mary's movement of retracting her right hand suddenly stagnated, and she glared at Alin angrily and ignored him.

Okay...

I understand.

This is just a decorative gesture, meaningless.

Then.

Ailin returned to the topic and looked at the Demon Hunter Master:

"Master Vesemir, what did you mean by what you said at the gate of Vengerburg?"

“What’s wrong with Aedirn?”

Vesemir did not answer immediately, but lowered his head and muttered as if he was trying to form words.

Aelin and Mary looked at him patiently without urging him.

"Too fast!" Vesemir looked up.

"Too fast?" Aylin was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously: "What is too fast?"

"Trik and his King's Knights arrived too quickly..." Vesemir said.

Erin and Mary looked at each other.

Is this fast?

After killing the great gryphon, they helped the Kaedwen royal family's tutor Dieter solve the case, and even rescued a scumbag and went to Yennefer's hometown...

Those knights were belatedly arriving.

Vesemir seemed to have guessed what they were thinking, shook his head and said:

"It's not what you think..."

"Generally, after a large monster attacks a business road, no matter how quickly it is handled, it will be reported layer by layer..."

"It will be at least a day before troops and horses are dispatched to search for and deal with the monsters. Most of the time it will be three or four days later. Some weak countries will even ignore it and wait for the passing demon hunters to deal with it..."

"And Aedirn?"

Vesemir glanced at Aylin with a solemn expression, and then said:

"Counting the time, almost as soon as they received the news, they sent the fastest cavalry..."

"what does that mean?"

"That avenue is very important to them!" Aylin frowned and continued.

There is no need for Vesemir to continue his analysis.

The unexpected reaction time, the long queue of grain transport caravans at the gate of Vengerburg, and Trick, who had received the news of Haxo's death early in the morning, but still had to confirm it to them again and again...

"Aedirn plans to start a war while King Kaedwen is dead and Ben Ard is at odds with the new king!"

Aylin said suddenly.

"How do you know?"

Vesemir, who was just planning to teach his apprentices, didn't expect it.

He had just started when Aylin revealed the answer.

Vesemir looked at his apprentice in shock.

It is understandable that he is a genius in alchemy, swordsmanship, and seals. After all, he has both talent and training.

But politics, as an old guy of several decades, had to think about it all the time.

Where did Aelin learn that?

Did Ms. Vera give him a small start?

"Guess."

Aylin didn't say much and just talked casually.

Even children in previous lives know the principle of food and grass going first before troops and horses are moved.

How could he not know.

And Kaedwin and Aedirn were feuding.

During Haksol's reign, there were dozens of frictions on the border between the two countries.

There is even a motive.

The reason Aylin didn't expect it was because he lacked some common sense about the Demon Hunter continent.

Moreover, in his previous life, the word war had always been far away from him.

Vesemir didn't think much, nodded, and continued to explain the analysis carefully.

Although the conclusion is the same as Aylin.

However, due to the limitations of her lecturing talent, Mary was confused and confused, and in the end, what she remembered was the conclusion that Aylin had just said.

After Vesemir finished speaking, Mary hesitated for a few seconds and asked doubtfully:

"But the war between Aedirn and Kaedwen, what does it have to do with you... and our Wolf School?"