Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

Half an hour later, Ailin chased far in the dense forest.

Fortunately, this was just an ordinary forest, and the traces left by the giant ghoul were easy to identify.

After processing the materials on the giant ghoul, and then carrying the giant ghoul's head, the demon hunter easily found the path to the trail they came from.

"It's a pity that the situation was urgent and I didn't have time to show the ghoul bio-oil..." Ailin felt a little regretful, but there would be many opportunities in the future, and there was no rush to show the effect of the sword oil today.

Therefore, this idea flashed in his mind and then disappeared.

"I don't know if Ianna and the others encountered other monsters later..."

The demon hunter was a little worried.

However, he did not regret chasing the giant ghoul for half an hour.

The trophies and treasure chests were secondary.

If it was not eliminated in time.

This kind of monster that knows how to ambush and is extremely dangerous may cause great trouble on the return journey of the convoy.

Walking out of the forest, the sunset has set.

The sunset glow is fiery red, and half of the sky is burning.

On the other side, the clouds were also stained with pink halo.

It is always refreshing to see beautiful scenery after a hunt.

However, the gradually lowering red sun still made the witcher speed up a bit.

Ten minutes later.

Turning a corner, the witcher hurried and finally ran to the trail.

"Huh~"

Passing through several thick spruce trees, the witcher exclaimed softly.

I saw a large group of people gathered together on the trail a hundred meters away, and I don't know what they were doing.

The old duke's black carriage was parked in the middle.

"Are they waiting for me?" The witcher was a little unsure.

After all, everyone seemed to have their backs to him, which made his thoughts seem a little self-indulgent.

Uh~

Not everyone.

At least when the witcher took a few steps closer and passed the cover of several people, he saw Ianna standing alone on the side of the road, constantly looking in his direction.

From time to time, she tiptoed, and her face was full of worry.

When the demon hunter came within a hundred meters, Ianna's brows relaxed, and she waved to him as if relieved.

"Aunt Ianna, is the last ceremony ready?"

The demon hunter smiled and said hello.

"It's because it's ready, so we came back to find you..." Ianna looked at the giant ghoul head dripping with sticky blood in the demon hunter's hand, "Congratulations, the Blue Death has added a new large monster to his record..."

Hearing the embarrassing nickname, the demon hunter laughed awkwardly and turned his head to look at the knights who were noisily gathered together.

Alin was very close, and they didn't seem to notice.

Some came from time to time...

"Give me... cut me with a sword..."

"You cut it, now it's my turn..."

"Don't you know how to repay a favor? Don't forget who invited you to the Pink Tavern? At that time..."

"Shut up! Are you crazy! Duke Mason is still here! I'll give it to you... I'll give it to you..."

Such strange words!

"What are they doing?" the demon hunter asked curiously.

"Why don't you go and see for yourself..." Ianna smiled evilly.

The demon hunter knew that this was a sign of the high priest's bad taste.

However, after thinking about it, Ailin still put down the head of the giant ghoul and walked towards the group of knights in armor.

With the unique skills of the cat school's two-handed sword LV5, the demon hunter was like a loach, inserting into the gap between the tough guys.

"Puff~"

"Puff~"

The strange sound mixed in the noise gradually approached.

At the same time, there was also a bloody smell mixed with sweat.

Then he saw two knights who took off their helmets, waving their blood-stained long swords with enthusiasm, chopping a headless corpse that was unrecognizable.

"Puff~"

"Puff~"

Surrounded by a circle of excited middle-aged men, it looked like a dismemberment party for murderers.

When Ailin looked over carefully, he found that the bloody piece of flesh was the headless corpse of a ghoul.

"Bang~"

Another sword.

"Roar! See! See! After applying this mysterious potion, I can split bones..."

The knight wielding the long sword boasted loudly to his companion beside him.

But the man urged impatiently: "Got it! Got it! Get out of the way and split another sword for me!"

At this time, Ailin noticed that the blood-red reflection on the long sword was not just the blood of the ghoul, but also had a shiny luster.

It was ghoul bio-oil!

Those long swords were all steel swords.

The demon hunter understood.

He drilled into the innermost layer and looked around.

The old duke stood by, staring at the split bones and flesh, with one hand still swinging the ghoul bio-oil that had been used up, as if thinking about something.

Feeling that someone suddenly seemed to squeeze in around him, he frowned and looked over.

"Demon Hunter, you're back?"

He looked at the blue-eyed demon hunter in surprise, and subconsciously put the half-empty potion bottle behind his back.

But then he glanced at his subordinates who were still chopping bones excitedly, and then calmly put down his hands behind his back.

For a moment.

It was extremely embarrassing.

"It's okay, these two bottles of sword oil were originally given to you for self-defense." Ailin smiled.

The old duke looked at the demon hunter calmly, and was about to say something...

"Ah! The potion on this sword has been used up..."

"Hurry up and let Sir Arthur apply some more for you..."

"The potion is not with me, it was taken away by Lord Mason..."

After an anxious conversation, the knights who were having fun almost all looked at the old duke at the same time.

Not only have they followed the old duke to fight on the battlefield and suppress rebels, but most of them are nobles who are relatives of the duke.

Therefore, on weekdays, the relationship between the duke and the duke is more like that of an elder and his nephew.

And trying the potion's effect is also a business, so they are not timid.

However.

When they saw the blue eyes and the childish face that was almost the same as their son.

Almost at the same time, they were silent.

Instinctively stood up and became serious.

The knight who was swinging the sword down was at a loss as to where to put the long sword.

In the end, he could only hold it with his right hand behind his back.

The sharp, bloody sword tip extended directly from the knight's ear, which was particularly funny.

Then there was an awkward silence for three full seconds.

Even the old duke seemed to have not thought about what to say at this time.

"Haven't you had enough fun, boys?"

"The sun is setting, it's time to go back..."

An old but gloating female voice came from the carriage, breaking the silence.

"Yes, it's time to go." The old duke pretended to look at the sky, nodded nonchalantly, and then walked towards the carriage.

When he passed by Ianna, he glared at her unhappily.

No need to think, just listen to this gloating voice and you will know.

After this little demon hunter came back, he quietly got into their midst. It must be the old woman's bad idea.

It was like this decades ago, and it has not changed until now.

The knights looked at each other with complex expressions, warned each other not to tell each other about what happened today, and then got on the horse in silence.

In fact, it's not surprising that they are so excited about the bottle of magic potion.

As the elite of the principality.

In this era of rampant monsters, their swords are all mixed with metal silver, so they are not without the ability to deal with ghouls.

But in the final analysis.

This knight group named Iris Shield is mainly targeting human enemies.

In order to prevent the blade of the long sword from being too soft and broken in a sword fight, the proportion of silver is very low, so it is very difficult to deal with monsters.

So they have never thought about fighting monsters.

After all, those who know how to exorcise monsters exorcise monsters, and those who know how to kill kill people, this is the meaning of order.

But...

Which man has not longed for the heroes who slay demons and exorcise monsters in epics?

It's just that there is no chance.

But today!

They found a potion that can achieve the weakening effect of a professional silver sword just by applying it on the long sword.

Even if they just cut some monster corpses, the heroic blood hidden in the body seems to be burning.

If it weren't for such an embarrassing thing that just happened, they would have asked about the price of the potion.

"You can hang this on the back of the carriage..."

Noticing that Aylin lifted the giant ghoul's head and turned his head left and right as if considering where to put it.

Ianna smiled and pointed to the back of the carriage, where there were several hooks with long ropes wrapped around them.

At this time.

Everyone noticed the monster's head half-hidden in the bushes, almost reaching the witcher's waist.

The childish boy was paired with a monster's head with black spikes and horns.

Full of tension.

However, due to the embarrassment just now, everyone just sighed a few words in their hearts and nodded to the witcher in a friendly manner.

Looking like an elegant and high-spirited noble knight.

But most of them were more and more eager for the magical potion.

Many people thought:

"Maybe after I have that potion, I can also hunt such a powerful monster."

...

"Gulu Gulu~"

After the witcher put the giant ghoul's head and walked into the carriage, the convoy slowly accelerated towards Elland.

"Bang~"

The knights almost breathed a sigh of relief at the same time when they heard the sound of the car door.

They looked at the hideous head hanging on the door, and gradually began to talk quietly about all sorts of things.

But no matter how they talked, the topic always came down to the demon hunter, the blue death god, the potion and the ghoul...

And in the carriage.

At this moment, because the old duke was thinking with his head down, only the sound of horse hooves and wheels rolling the ground echoed.

Until the high priest looked at the old duke, patted Ailin on the shoulder and chatted:

"Fortunately you came back early."

"If it was later, we would have to go back to Elland first, call the demon hunters and Vesemir, and then look for you..."

The demon hunter was stunned for a moment.

But then he remembered what Ianna told him when he came here, about several incidents that happened near Elland in the past few years.

"Is it because of the demon spirit?" he asked.

Ianna nodded and sighed:

"War, plague and rebellion, too many people died in the land of Elland..."

"So the demons, vengeful spirits, banshees, plague demons..."

"As long as you know the ghost monsters, you can find them here."

"At night, these dead who hate the living will wake up and attack all living creatures that can breathe..."

Ianna's words were terrifying, but the demon hunter felt a little envious when he heard them.

The purifying spirit after killing the demon spirit is one of the few trophies that can improve the perception attribute, except for the heart of a large monster.

Just as Aylin was daydreaming, he heard Ianna continue:

"As a demon hunter, you should also know that there is no point in using silverware to deal with other physical monsters..."

"So Cinco de Mayo?" Aelin asked tentatively.

Ianna nodded.

"It's a huge ceremony."

"During the rebirth of nature, it is also the time when Ms. Meritelli, who is in charge of fertility, love, farming, and stoves, is most powerful. She uses rituals to collect the positive emotions of everyone during celebrations, expand the power of the gods, and allow these ghosts to rest in peace. …”

"It's a pity that such an opportunity only comes once a year." The old Duke sighed and took up Ianna's words.

Then he suddenly turned his head and looked at the demon hunter, and suddenly asked: "Do you sell the formula of corpse-eating creature oil?"

"I can offer two hundred thousand orens..."

Two hundred thousand?

Ten Elsa?

The gift that Haxor gives to the school every year is not necessarily so large, right?

…

The witcher, who was suddenly attacked by the old Duke, opened his mouth.

But he immediately realized something was wrong and paused.

"Don't rush to answer," Ianna interrupted the old Duke. "Go back and discuss with Vesemir and Vera before making a decision."

After a pause, Ianna glanced at the old Duke with helplessness written all over his face, and then said:

"Vera, in particular, is familiar with the value of potion recipes."

Aylin glanced at the old Duke, and his restless heart suddenly calmed down.

He thought about it carefully.

The zombie oil can actually deal with the most monsters.

The number of these two creatures, water ghosts and ghouls alone, is estimated to account for half of all the monsters in the Witcher world.

Therefore, corpse-eating creature oil, a sword oil that seems to have little improvement, has more than just economic value to demon hunters...

Even if the economic value is calculated, it should be more than this.

He was almost tricked by this cunning old man... Aylin glanced at the expressionless old Duke again.

after.

The old Duke seemed to realize that the high priest was not on his side, so he did not mention the corpse-eating creature oil along the way.

However, he spent a thousand orens to buy the head of the giant ghoul.

This price is much higher than the market price.

After all, giant ghouls are different from great griffons.

Not only is it too ugly, the very human-like face can make most people feel psychologically uncomfortable even just looking at it.

On the way after killing the giant ghoul, he estimated that it was only worth four to five hundred at most.

Think about it again...

Perhaps the old Duke also counted the two bottles of corpse-eating creature oil?

That's quite particular.

There was no need to stop setting up the ceremony, and the group returned to Elland before it got completely dark.

The old Duke also specifically asked the coachman to take Ianna and Aylin to the temple first.

"Demon hunter, whenever you want to sell the recipe for ghouls, just go to the castle and find me..."

When Aylin followed the high priest out of the carriage, the old Duke finally couldn't hold back and mentioned something.

To this.

The witcher just nodded, said goodbye, and got out of the carriage.

Then, amidst the sound of the carriage "rumbling", he looked at the temple with dim lights shining everywhere in front of him, and said gratefully to Ianna beside him:

"Aunt Ianna, thank you for reminding me just now in the car..."

Halfway through her words, Iana interrupted her by raising her hand.

She rubbed the witcher's hair kindly and said softly:

"We are a family, aren't we?"