Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

"Old Duke?" Ianna raised her eyebrows, "Did he tell me why he came to see me?"

"I don't know," Lisa shook her head.

But then she seemed to remember something and said:

"But when the Nennek priest was receiving us, he seemed to have mentioned May Day. Is it related to this festival?"

"Ah!" Ianna suddenly realized and patted her forehead, "No wonder! May Day is coming..."

Said.

Ianna glanced at Aylin.

"Go and do your work. I'll just read a book here..." Aylin also stood up and prepared to see Ianna off.

Unexpectedly, Ianna pondered for a few seconds, patted Aylin's shoulder, and said:

"You come too. There are not many opportunities to meet the Duke."

The demon hunter was stunned, but did not refuse, and followed Ianna out of the icon room.

"Da Da Da~"

Walking in the corridor.

The footsteps collided back and forth between the pure white marble walls.

"By the way, have you dreamed of that voice again in the past few days?" Ianna asked.

"No," Ailin shook his head, "every night's meditation went smoothly."

"That's good." Ianna nodded.

The corridor was not long, and after a few words, they arrived at the entrance of the sanctuary.

After going down the holy white stairs, a few steps away were colorful gravel, paved into a path.

There was a very obvious dividing line between the stairs and the path.

Before, Ailin also had abnormalities here.

He had been staying in the sanctuary these days, and Lisa brought him three meals a day, so he was a little unsure at this time.

He subconsciously slowed down his pace.

"Good boy, it's okay." Ianna also stopped, "I just checked it, and the evil mark in your body has disappeared."

Ailin nodded and took a step forward.

"Tap tap~"

Two leather boots stepped on the gravel path.

Nothing happened.

Not only did nothing abnormal happen, but even the feeling of burden on the soul when he stepped in and out on the first day was gone.

There was no difference between one step before and one step after.

"Huh~"

The demon hunter breathed a sigh of relief.

Ianna stared at Aylin's face carefully for a few seconds, and confirmed that there was nothing unusual.

She narrowed her eyes and patted Aylin's shoulder kindly:

"Just in case, after you come back, you still have to stay in the sanctuary for three more days, understand?"

Aylin nodded.

Even if Ianna wanted to drive him away, he would not leave.

Not only has the ritual not been learned yet.

The fragments of the Gate of Ade Ges are still being absorbed, and the Mirage Pearl is also in deep sleep.

Although the progress of the two is stagnant, it may not be related to the evil god's attention, but it is always right to be cautious.

Passing through the garden in front of the sanctuary, several people continued to walk towards the gate of the temple.

Ianna walked slowly, like a real old lady taking a walk, without any urgency of a duke waiting for her.

"The old duke is called Mason, the duke of Elland and the prince of Temeria, and also a member of the royal council of King Cedric of Temeria..."

"By the way... do you know about the Falgar Rebellion?"

Ianna tilted her head to look at the witcher.

The witcher nodded.

Although he had not systematically studied the history of the witcher world.

But when he was in Kaer Morhen, he had stayed in the library for quite a while.

He didn't read many legends like the hero Zatret, which were thousands of years old and unpopular and not very useful.

But it had been less than 30 years since the Falgar Rebellion, and he happened to have carefully read a book called "The Life and Death of Bloody Falgar" written by a scholar from Niubao.

Falgar was born to King Fridank of Redania and his first wife, Beatrice, a lower-class girl from Kovir with half-elf descent.

King Fridank later fell in love with Sero, so Falgar and her mother returned to Kovir.

Then.

What happened twenty years later was a typical drama of an abandoned eldest son rising up for the throne and revenge.

This cruel drama not only led to the death of the King, Queen and two princes of Redania, but also unexpectedly evolved into a large-scale and uncontrolled peasant uprising.

The Kingdom of Kovir and Povis, the Henfors Alliance, Redania, Temeria and Kaedwen...

Almost the entire northern continent was set on fire by the war.

And Temeria was the country that suffered the most in the Falgar Rebellion, except for the origin country Redania.

"Yes, then there is no need to start over." Ianna nodded with satisfaction.

"During the Falgar Rebellion, the old duke once commanded the most elite cavalry under the command of King Geidema of Temeria..."

"Because of his meritorious service in battle and his impartiality, he was called the 'iron-blooded knight' and was a typical military noble."

"So..."

Ianna turned her head to look at Aylin:

"You don't have to think that he is a great noble and has his own warlock advisor, so you don't have to worry about the old duke and Ban Ade having conflicts of interest..."

"On the contrary..."

"There are many rumors about Falgar, and the bloodthirsty demon king became ambitious because of the instigation of the wizards..."

"He killed his father, mother, and brother for the right of inheritance, and also imprisoned the old duke's brother and sister-in-law, driving them crazy..."

"So the old duke hates wizards very much."

"He is also the first sorceress from Aretuza in the northern continent to hire a sorceress as a sorcerer advisor..."

Aylin understood.

The old Duke of Elland is a force that the Wolf School can fight for.

In other words, most of the nobles in Temeria who have experienced the Falgar Rebellion should belong to factions that can be fought for.

"Wow~"

Cross the exquisite stone bridge built on the waterfall and let the noisy sound of water gradually fade away.

Ianna glanced at Aylin's face, which was bowed in thought. After he thought clearly, he continued:

"Don't you think the Wild Hunt is a threat and want to deal with them?"

"The old Duke may be able to give you some help..."

"Of course, after this commission is over..."

Task?

Aylin caught the key word.

"What mission?" he asked.

Ianna said: "May Day is a festival that celebrates the ancient natural cycle of rebirth and is also a sacrifice to the tree god and the grain god."

"There is a grand procession that goes around several grain-growing villages around Elland and passes through the outskirts of the wild forest..."

"So some rituals to expel monsters and beasts need to be arranged along the way..."

The witcher was stunned for a moment.

In this world where monsters are rampant, tens of thousands of people are parading and reveling in the wild?

We even have to go through the jungle where the monsters are hidden the deepest and densest...

What kind of food delivery behavior is this?

Even if there is a ritual to expel monsters and beasts, it is not safe, right?

Yianna saw Aylin's thoughts, shook her head and said:

"It's necessary, and..."

"This is also a ceremony..."

Aylin was stunned when he heard this. He tilted his head and was about to ask more questions, but was interrupted by Ianna raising her hand.

"The one in front is the old Duke..." Lysa reminded in a low voice.

It turned out that while the demon hunter was thinking, the three of them had almost reached the entrance of the temple without even realizing it.

Among the crowds of people who came to pray, receive medical treatment, and deliver babies.

An old man with gray hair but a straight body, holding a cane in both hands, like a sharp sword.

He was standing outside the temple with his back to them.

Not moving at all.

"Priest Nannick, I have been inviting him to the church to wait for you, but he has always refused."

Lysa seemed to be worried that Ianna would have some bad comments about the priest responsible for welcoming the old Duke, so she quickly explained.

"It's okay," Ianna waved her hand, "That old-fashioned person always narrowly believes that Ms. Meritelli is a woman's god, not a man's..."

"He won't come in a place where only this kind of woman comes..."

Um?

A place where only women come?

Then I leave?

Aylin felt slightly uncomfortable.

His and Vesemir's judgments when they first arrived were correct. Elland indeed had some unspoken rules.

"A place where only women come, this old man said it himself." Noticing the problem in her words, Ianna glanced at Aylin and added, "A lady is not just a god of women, but a god of all The mother of life.”

Ailin laughed dryly and did not answer.

After walking a few more steps, the witcher saw Nannick.

"Duke Mason, you are already so old, go in and sit and wait..."

The old Duke remained motionless and made no sound.

Like a statue guarding a temple.

In so many days, it was the first time that Aylin saw Nannick's expression so helpless.

After a few more words of persuasion, Nannick looked up helplessly. When he suddenly saw Ianna, Aylin seemed to see her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"High Priest!" she shouted.

At this time, the statue holding a cane at the entrance of the temple also moved.

It was an old face, with ravines and wrinkles on it.

Even his hair is silvery white and half bald.

However, the sharp outlines and the straight bridge of the nose all indicate that the old Duke must have been good-looking when he was young.

"Old old-fashioned, I have said several times that Ms. Meriteri is the mother of all things, not just the goddess of women..."

Ianna seemed to be complaining.

The old Duke snorted softly.

But after the high priest finished complaining, a voice seemed to come out of his nose: "Let's go!"

He didn't even look at Aylin and Lysa who were beside the high priest during the whole process.

But naturally Ianna would not ignore Aylin.

She gently patted the witcher's right arm and looked at the old Duke: "This is Master Aylin of the Wolf School, and he will also follow us."

The old Duke didn't move his head at all, only his eyes moved as he glanced at the witcher. Then he seemed to think for a moment and asked:

"You are the Blue Death who won glory for the school in Ban A'de."

This is an affirmative sentence rather than a question.

Aylin didn't reply.

And although he heard clearly, the old Duke didn't leave him any time to respond.

After nodding to himself, the old Duke said: "Okay!"

He turned around and got into a black carriage. Even the horses pulling the carriage were shiny and black.

Aelin and Lysa were left looking at each other.

"That's just him, don't worry about him, let's go."

Yianna smiled and then took the lead into the carriage.

Aelin said goodbye to Lysa and followed him.

…

Although he looks very simple on the outside, the Duke is a Duke after all. As soon as he enters the carriage, he can feel the smell of wealth and power.

Not only are the carriage seats spacious, but the cushions are also made of soft black velvet.

There is a small freezer next to it.

When Ailin walked into the carriage, he saw the old duke scooping a piece of ice from the small freezer with a silver spoon and scooping it into a glass of red wine.

Then there was silence.

Silence all the way.

Even Ianna didn't say anything, as if she had gotten used to it.

Until the carriage went down the mountain and arrived at the gate of Elland.

"Dongdong~"

The door of the carriage was knocked gently.

"Duke Mason, the demon hunters are ready."

An officer wearing black iron armor opened the door and reported to Mason with his head down.

Through the half-open door, Ailin squinted and saw an army of about fifty people wearing the same black iron armor not far away.

Everyone held a strange long weapon in his hand that looked like an axe in the ancient times of the previous life.

And the sharp edge of this strange weapon flashed with silver cold light.

I think it should be silver-plated.

And many soldiers seemed to have something like a fishing net hanging around their waists.

"Is this the weapon that the nobles use to deal with monsters?"

Ailin thought.

At this moment, Ailin suddenly felt a sight, sweeping over him.

Following the feeling, he found that the owner of the sight was the old duke.

"No need!" He glanced at Ianna again.

"Okay, I'll order them to follow... um?"

The officer with the black iron helmet paused, and looked at the expressionless old duke tentatively.

"I said no need, you guys pack up, I'm here..." He glanced at the stunned demon hunter, and then glanced at the smiling high priest, "The demon hunter master of the wolf school is here, he will solve my safety problem..."

"Right, Blue Death?"

Who gave this nickname that is so embarrassing that it makes people dig out an ancient sea fortress?

No! ! !

Why can a duke so casually entrust his life safety to him?

Ailin's pair of blue cat eyes were wide open.

"Of course no problem..." The voice came from the smiling Ianna, "We leave our safety to you, Master Ailin."

"No, Your Excellency the Duke... This... This is too dangerous!" The officer saw the surprisingly young face where the old duke and the high priest met, and he began to stutter anxiously.

However, the old duke did not look at his thin lips, and stared at the witcher's eyes expressionlessly.

The words that Ailin was about to refuse were blocked in his mouth.

After staring at the Duke for a few seconds, he looked at the smiling high priest again, and his body relaxed immediately, and nodded gently:

"Of course no problem, I will protect the safety of both of you."

The stream of appreciation flashed from the solemn black pupils of the old duke.

"No... No... Do you know what you are saying?" The officer glared at the young witcher.

It seemed that he was going to draw the long sword at his waist and chop this daring witcher in one piece.

But the next second.

The old duke glanced at the officer indifferently, and the officer lowered his head and dared not speak again.

"Let's go!" the old duke said softly.

"Wheels~Wheels~"

The carriage moved forward slowly.

The sudden commotion behind the carriage was thrown into the dust indifferently.