Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

Looking at the dim lantern at the rear of the carriage, it gradually disappeared into the quiet darkness.

This is indeed a gamble!

Aylin thought.

Compared to Elland, Kaer Morhen is much closer to Ban Ader, with a straight-line distance of only 200 kilometers.

Although the demon hunter is not as strong in magic as the warlock and can only cast simple signs, it is also a supernatural being after all, and it is also the closest gathering place of supernatural beings around Ban Ader.

Will the Wild Hunt, which conquers all realms, have no magic props to search for supernatural beings?

Aylin doesn't know, but the possibility is really small. After all, even Aedirn can distribute some simple props at the border to search for merchants and travelers.

Therefore, if Heng Gedimidis dies, Sonny and his men will definitely not be able to stop the Wild Hunt.

Twelve powerful wizards can't kill two severely damaged Wild Hunts, how can they beat them.

After the academy fell apart and was destroyed, the Wolf School was the first to bear the brunt, and the risk was very high.

Even maybe we don't need the Wild Hunt... No... No need to say no...

Last month, they just brushed shoulders with Sonny, and they were all hunted down by the source of magic, Vigfortz.

With the support of the countries in the northern continent, Sonny and his radical faction, who have gained power, will definitely take action against the Wolf School.

So he had to gamble.

On the one hand, among the scum of Ban Ade Academy, only Hen Gedimidis, who had succeeded before, could stop the Wild Hunt again.

If they prepare well and gather all the powerful warlocks, druids, clergy, and warriors in the northern continent before the Wild Hunt arrives, they may not have no chance of winning.

And only Hen Gedimidis has the prestige and status to summon warriors.

On the other hand, his attitude towards demon hunters is much better than that of Sonny's radical faction.

Therefore, compared with the threat from the Wild Hunt, the priority of hatred with Ban Ade must be put down.

Besides, letting two enemies fight each other is also a kind of revenge.

"Do you really think Hen Gedimidis is still alive?" Ianna interrupted his thoughts.

"At least he should be alive now," Ailin turned back, "Others may not know, but we all know that ten of the dozen wizards who disappeared actually died."

"Transferring Hen Gedimidis in the early morning six days ago was just a hasty action by Sonny and his team after so many members suddenly died."

"Without a thorough plan, Hen Gedimidis would not die so easily."

"Are you sure?" Ianna was a little curious, "Hen Gedimidis's age is very old even in terms of the life span of a warlock. It would not be surprising if he died of natural causes any day, not to mention that he might be seriously injured now."

Ailin was silent for a few seconds, looked up and recalled, and happened to see the statue of the goddess.

The statue of a pregnant woman wearing a veil and gently stroking her bulging belly was looking at him lovingly.

"Ten days ago, Vesemir and I dealt with a demon," Aylin said softly, "His name is Vigfortz, he was sent by Sonny to hunt us down, and he turned Erni and Sonny into jade statues."

"That battle was very difficult."

"Even though we were sneaking up on him, even though I had the upper hand many times, Vigfortz's means of saving his life came one after another, and he was extremely sensitive to danger, which was impressive."

"Aunt Ianna."

Aylin retracted his gaze and looked at Ianna and Nenneke: "Vigfortz is very young, probably not even fifty years old "It's not even 50 years old, but Hen Gedimidis is already over 400 years old."

"If a demon source who is less than 50 years old is so difficult to deal with, what about a demon source who has climbed to the peak of power, wealth and strength in more than 400 years?"

"Senny and his gang are not well prepared. I don't believe they can really kill Hen Gedimidis in such a short time."

"Considering Hen Gedimidis's status in Ban Ade, it is possible that the radicals now have great disagreements about the life and death of their dean."

"As for the life span..."

Alin was silent for a while.

In the original book, Hen Gedimidis had a heart attack during the coup on Thaned Island and died of ineffective treatment.

The coup on Thaned Island was probably in 1260. He didn't remember the exact time, but it was only 1180 now, and there were still 80 years.

Of course.

The world of demon hunters has changed so much because of his appearance. The future is hidden in a thick fog. The information in the original book, which was originally inaccurate, is becoming less and less credible.

He really didn't know how badly Hen Gedimidis was injured ten days ago, and whether his heart attack would break out early.

He was not a prophet.

And the prophet couldn't predict everything, otherwise Ain Sheedy wouldn't have been driven deep into the Blue Mountains.

"So this is a gamble, Sister Ianna." Aylin could only say this, "At least without considering the unpredictable factor of life span, the probability that Hen Gedimidis is still alive is greater, and in my opinion it is much greater."

"So we can't give Sonny too much time, too much time to calm down the conflicts within and outside the faction, otherwise Hen Gedimidis will definitely die."

Ianna nodded, stretched out her wrinkled hand, and gently rubbed his hair: "Don't worry, I will support Duke Mason's actions in the name of the temple and let the wizard hand over Hen Gedimidis."

Aylin's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Sister Ianna."

"It is we who should thank you," Ianna corrected him. "For the children of the goddess, Hen Gedimidis's survival is the best choice. It is you who let us know the truth."

"Besides, outsiders need to thank you," she smiled meaningfully, "We...are truly our own people."

Ianna did not discuss the topic of her own people.

Although Aylin thought the high priest's tone was strange, he didn't think much about it.

To some extent, if he had not been a demon hunter, the Temple of Meriteri would not have focused on preaching faith.

He once had a "face-to-face" communication with the goddess Meliteli, and proved this with facts. He was not only a member of the temple, but could even be regarded as the "holy son" of the Meliteli cult.

In fact, Arryn is so beloved by the citizens of Elland.

Accepting the goddess's oracle and saving Elland is definitely the most important factor.

"It's getting late," Ianna looked up at the sky, "You have to hunt monsters tomorrow, so go and rest."

Aylin nodded, said a brief farewell, and walked towards his cabin.

There was only so much he could do to deal with the Wild Hunt and Sonny.

Although his reputation is gradually rising, the decision-making between countries is on another level, and he cannot get involved, at least not now.

Now he can only wait for news about the old Duke and Ianna before making the next step.

As for whether Henry Gedimidis can survive in the end...

Then it depends on whether Mo Yuan's life is strong enough or not.

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The village of Morn is like all other villages in the northern continent.

A low fence is adjacent to the river, surrounded by about a dozen thatched huts. A crooked sign posted at the entrance of the village is a gathering place for less than a hundred people.

Behind the village lies the sparsely forested Mahakam Mountains.

This is considered the edge of the old duke's fiefdom.

The wind carried the smell of cooking smoke, and Aylin shrugged his neck, which was a little stiff from riding a horse.

There are six experience beads left in the "wallet", one small experience bead.

But there are not only six pieces of the "Memory Crystal of the Immortal" left, there are also eighteen copies of the "Warlock's Memory" that have not been opened yet.

Poverty made him dare not open the treasure chest when he put it in front of him, and it also kept him from sleeping well all night.

Early in the morning, before dawn and the canteen had not opened, he took some dry food and rode towards Moen Village.

He was afraid that Vesemir would be late, so he took the witcher and set off early.

We can find them by searching, but the road in the mountains has many twists and turns, so we can't speed up.

It is very likely that he followed Vesemir's traces and followed Vesemir to complete the day's mission and then went down the mountain and returned to the same place.

Poverty made him go to bed early and get up early.

"We're finally here." Aylin shrugged his nose and let out a long breath.

The sky was gray and the sun was still below the horizon.

So this smoke is the smoke from the kitchen in the morning, and the smell is so strong, it is not something that such a small village should have on a daily basis.

He was not late.

Riding downhill, the horses' hooves rolled over tall, dry grass.

He quickly found a path leading to the village. Beyond that was a wooden bridge and the village gate.

The security at the gate was surprisingly tight, with four people patrolling a small village.

Wearing black armor, holding a strange long weapon that was as shiny as an axe, and hanging on his waist was something that looked like a fishing net.

It's the demon-hunting army, but they all seem to be unfamiliar faces they've never seen before.

"Who?!!"

Ailin reined in his horse and as soon as he stepped onto the wooden bridge, two guards who heard the noise shouted warily.

He didn't have time to announce his identity.

"With two swords on his back...it's okay...not a corpse-eating creature...it's a demon hunter."

The other two guards stepped forward and took off their guard.

Then one of the guards scratched his head and muttered: "Aren't all the members of the Wolf School in the village? Why are the demon hunters here again?"

"Aelin of the Wolf School, I'm here to see Master Vesemir."

Aelin dismounted and held the reins.

"Aylin?" Several guards were stunned for a moment, then realized something, their eyes widened suddenly, and they trotted closer, "... blue eyes... it's Aylin... it's our Elland May. Master King Arryn!”

"Yes, it's me." Aylin smiled softly, "Is Master Vesemir still in the village?"

"It's... it's... it's..." several guards said quickly, but they all stuttered nervously at the same time.

At this time.

Some people in the village heard the noise and came out.

"Master Ai Lin?!" The familiar rich voice was filled with surprise.

"It's me, long time no see, Sir Sarah."

"Yes...it's been a long time," Sara said for a moment, then walked quickly over in surprise, "I heard from Arthur that you fell off a cliff when you were investigating corpse-eating creatures. Are you okay now?"

Falling off the cliff in the air was Vesemir's excuse for Aelin's injury after discussion with Ianna. He himself did not participate in the fabrication because he was still in a coma at the time.

"It's no problem," Aylin said. "The medical skills of Meriteli Temple are well-deserved."

"That's natural." Sarah held her head up proudly and patted his shoulder with obvious restraint. "The best doctors and herbalists in the world are in the Temple of Meliteli."

"Of course, the most suitable woman to be a wife is also in the temple..."

Sara paused and raised her eyebrows at him in an inappropriate manner.

Aylin pretended not to hear, coughed slightly and looked around.

Only then did Sarah notice that the four guards were still stunned here.

With his ears raised high, he eavesdropped openly.

"Xander, Leo... why are you standing like a fool? Go on patrol!" He glared and scolded, "Don't you want to stay in the demon hunting army?"

"Yes, Sir Sarah." After the four guards responded, they quickly dispersed, but they would look back every few steps.

The two of them were still discussing quietly...

"Ai Lin... That's Master Ai Lin... I didn't expect the real person to be so young..."

"Is the sword on his back the same as Elsa from the Tavern Ballad? What's the name of the other sword?"

"It's just an ordinary steel sword, right? I heard that the demon hunters of the Wolf School focus on silver swords rather than steel swords in order to hunt monsters..."

"Is that so? I thought the other sword also had a famous name? By the way, do you know whether it is true or not in the legend that the goddess chose Master Aylin?"

"That can still be false..."

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"Sorry," Sarah knew what her men looked like and knew that the demon hunters had keen hearing, so she smiled apologetically, "These people are all new recruits to the demon hunting army. They haven't been trained yet, so they picked them first." Just do the simple tasks of patrolling and guarding the gate.”

"It's okay." Aylin shook his head and asked about the corpse-eating creature, "I heard Duke Mason say yesterday that a lot of people gathered here, and Arthur seems to be stationed here with his knights."

"what happened?"

Sara frowned immediately, looking like she was hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?" Aylin was confused.

"The matter of corpse-eating creatures is a bit complicated, so let Master Vesemir tell you." Sara touched his thick beard and looked at the smoke rising from the village, "Let's go, just standing here is... I forgot to welcome you in."

"You came just in time. The villagers are preparing breakfast, and you can still drink the steaming broth."

"Okay then." Aylin led the horse and followed Sara into the village.

Moen Village doesn't look very big from the outside. In fact, the roads inside are not narrow enough to accommodate three or four horses passing side by side.

But there is something that is beyond Aylin's expectations...

Although the security was tight, no corpses or blood stains of any corpse-eating creatures were seen either outside or inside the village.

Even with the witcher's senses, he couldn't smell a trace of blood.

This is not normal.

He originally thought that Vesemir and his young demon hunters had been stationed in Morn Village these days because of the serious situation. Many villagers were attacked and killed, so they had to be stationed day and night.

He even asked the old Duke to add a large number of guard knights.

But in the current situation, even though the security was tight, even the ordinary demon-hunting army soldiers seemed not to be injured, which was very strange.

"The situation is complicated..." Aylin chewed these four words in his heart.

What kind of situation can make Sarah, who has experienced the coming of the Wild Hunt and the attack of demon spirits on the city, evaluate the situation as complicated?