Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

"A few days ago, Arthur and I discussed going into the temple to see you, but Ms. Nannick refused..."

Sarah led the way, aiming for a thatched house at the end of the village that was slightly larger than the surrounding houses.

It should be the courtyard of the mayor of Morn Village, Aylin guessed.

In every small thatched house in the village, there were demon-hunting army soldiers who had finished their breakfast and walked out in twos and threes.

There are many familiar faces and many new faces.

These familiar faces also recognized him.

However, because Sarah was in front, they did not get closer. They all just stopped chatting, stopped and nodded to him, paying attention.

The new faces were whispering. After getting the answers from the old faces, many stunned young people wanted to approach excitedly, but were stopped by their seniors who shouted softly. They could only eagerly imitate the behavior of their seniors and stopped. Pay attention.

Aylin, who was encountering this kind of situation for the first time, nodded hurriedly in return.

"Feels good," he thought to himself.

Respect from warriors is true honor, especially when the warriors themselves are worthy of respect.

The soldiers of the demon-hunting army who risked their lives to eliminate monsters for the Ellanders clearly deserved the word "respectable".

"A large number of new blood have come to the demon hunting army, and they are all here for your name."

Sarah noticed the growing hustle and bustle of energy around her, turned around and saw Aylin looking a little at a loss, and smiled:

"The Demon Hunting Army itself was born out of Duke Mason's Guards. It was founded not long ago. It was only five years ago. That is, the last rebel army was wiped out after the Falgar Rebellion. Elland was devastated by the war and war. It was established after the plague caused many casualties and led to the rampage of demons.”

"In the past, our soldiers all came from the Guards, not because they were picky, but only experienced warriors, but because they had to do this."

"Even if Lord Mason raises the bounty and pension, there are not many strong men willing to join the demon-hunting army. They can only recruit from the veterans of the Guards who have trusted the old Duke for a long time and have experienced wars."

Sara sighed, seeming to recall the past.

"No one wants to face a monster with a bloody mouth open all day long, full of stinking monsters, and they don't know when they will die without any bones... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend the demon hunter..."

"It's okay." Aylin waved his hand and asked curiously, "Then how did you join the demon hunting army?"

Sarah's breastplate had the family crest on it, and she was not a new knight like Aylin, only a monotonous wolf head.

Sara's coat of arms is a blue shield embroidered with a combination of white fleur-de-lis, a bloody blade and a lion. The shield is surrounded by a skirt pattern similar to a "window curtain".

Generally, when children want to inherit their father's coat of arms, they will add a "window curtain" like this, so Sarah is not the first generation of knights.

Judging from the white iris, Sara even has the blood of the Temerian royal family.

Of course it was many generations later, but it also meant that Sarah's bloodline was noble.

The commander of the demon hunting army is not an easy job. As he said, "no one wants to do it."

Sara was silent for a few seconds and took a deep breath:

"There is no special reason. When I fulfilled my family obligations and accompanied the old Duke on the expedition to Falga, my father, mother, and my two biological sisters all died, killed by the monster's fangs and claws. "

"Sorry." Aylin said.

"It's okay," Sara shook her head, "They were just a group of ordinary ghouls running around. I have already taken revenge."

"And in Temeria at that time, there were many people whose brothers and sisters had died from monsters."

"Most people in the demon-hunting army have similar experiences."

"Of course, that was before."

Sara changed the topic and smiled heartily again:

"After the Demon Hunting Army was established, there have been far fewer such tragic incidents, and it has become increasingly difficult for us to recruit people."

"Who would have thought that one day the demon-hunting army would have to raise the recruitment requirements again and again within a month because of too many people signing up?"

"in addition……"

He paused and looked at Aylin:

"Because of your corpse-eating creature oil, there have been no deaths in the demon-hunting army for more than a month."

The two chatted and laughed for a while, and the strange feeling of not seeing each other for a long time gradually disappeared.

Soon Aylin followed Sara to the largest courtyard in Moren Village.

Then Sarah suddenly stopped outside the scrawled fence.

His expression was a little hesitant, as if he wanted to say something.

"What's wrong?" Aylin asked.

"There is something I have been saying for a long time." He took a deep breath, turned and looked at Aylin solemnly, "Thank you, Aylin, not just for me, I say this for the entire demon hunting army."

"You're welcome," Aylin smiled, "I also make money from the corpse-eating oil, and your demon-hunting army is my biggest customer."

Sara was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Then make a lot of money!"

"Master Mason may not have much else, but he has a lot of money!"

"The only kings in the entire Northern Continent who are richer than Lord Mason are those few kings... Well... Demavi II of Aedirn may not even be as rich as Lord Mason..."

"No!" A loud voice yelled in the hut, interrupting the conversation and laughter between the two.

Aelin recognized Vesemir's voice.

Who was Vesemir arguing with? He was so excited that he didn't even hear the sound of them approaching... He looked at Sarah in confusion.

"Let's go in first." Sarah sighed and walked into the small courtyard.

…

There was a long table in the hut, with nine people sitting at the table.

Eight Wolf School demon hunters and a human knight.

The human knight was staring at the demon hunter master angrily, and the brown ceramic cups in their hands seemed to have cracks.

Seven demon hunters, including Erni, held the steaming broth and watched Vesemir and Arthur confront each other in silence.

When Arryn pushed the door open, he saw this scene.

The atmosphere in the hut was extremely frozen, and none of the nine people noticed Sarah and Arryn who came in.

"What happened? Did you encounter a difficult large monster?" Arryn broke the awkward silence.

"Sir Arryn!"

"Arryn!"

"Captain!"

...

There was a cry of surprise in the hut.

Arryn noticed that the seven demon hunters seemed to have found a savior, and he breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

What was so serious?

"Why, is there a dragon hidden in the Mahakam Mountains east of Morn Village?" Arryn joked, "Did you have a dispute over the dragon's property?"

"Don't joke, Sir Arryn." Arthur smiled bitterly, stood up and greeted, "I'm glad you've recovered. A few days ago, Arthur and I discussed going to the temple to see you, but Ms. Nenneke refused."

"Thank you," Arryn found an empty seat and sat down, "I heard from Sir Sarah that it was just a minor injury, there's no need to make such a fuss."

With Arryn's arrival, the atmosphere in the hut improved a little.

Then he tilted his head to look at Vesemir: "What happened in the few days I missed, is there really a dragon in the mountains?"

"Worse than a dragon hiding in the mountains..." Vesemir rolled his eyes and sighed.

"What do you mean?" Arryn looked at him blankly.

"It's a monster's lair." Arthur answered for Vesemir.

"That shouldn't be such a big fight," Aylin was puzzled. "I can hear your quarrel at the entrance of the village."

Arthur sighed: "It's not just one monster nest, but three, at least three monster nests of corpse-eating creatures, hidden in the deep mountains east of Morn Village."

"What!"

Aylin stood up suddenly in shock, staring at Vesemir with wide eyes.

Vesemir nodded solemnly.

A monster nest is not a nest of any monster. It can be called a monster nest.

Griffins have griffin nests, ogres have ogre camps, and dragons are generally called dragon nests or dragon caves...

But monster nests are different.

This is a proper noun that can be traced back to the ancient language of the elves. The original meaning is "a nest for making monsters."

Yes.

A monster nest itself is a monster, similar to the Zerg mother nest in the fictional works of the previous life, but most of the creatures produced in it are corpse-eating creatures, such as ghouls, giant ghouls, rotten demons, etc.

This setting also existed in the game in the previous life, and it seemed that there were monster nests of ogre-like evil spirits, but Ailin did not mention it when he listened to Vesemir's lecture.

No one knows the cause of the monster nest, and it seems that it always appears suddenly without warning.

It is not until the nearby village is harassed and the demon hunters track it that they will find it, and the places where it is often found are not only the deep mountains and wilderness with no people, but also the barren fields that were once cultivated by humans.

Some clergymen said that the monster nest is the divine evil bred by the divinity of the two worlds when the celestial spheres meet.

Warlocks do not think that the monster nest is related to the meeting of the celestial spheres, and they do not think that there are any gods and divinity involved. They think that this is the world like life, when the magic power is circulated back and forth, harmful impurities are eliminated.

Ian Sheedy thinks the warlock is right.

Because the world's magic power is circulated back and forth, it is the concept of the elves. In other words, the warlocks' research on monster nests actually originated from the elves.

Of course.

Whether it is a clergyman, a warlock or an elf, they all agree on one point - the monster nest is very dangerous.

Reality is not a game. A monster nest is just a monster refresh point. There are only a few or a dozen monsters each time, and they are all the same combination and combination.

As long as there are flesh and bones, the monster nest in reality can continuously generate a large army of monsters.

And as time goes by, it may only produce groups of ghouls and scavengers at the beginning, but when a cunning corpse-eating creature like a giant ghoul is produced at a certain moment, the monster nest will not only match its own troops, but may even create special monsters that suit the environment.

For a long time after the "first landing" when humans first set foot on the northern continent, the tide of magic generated by the monster nest was the nightmare of every human settlement.

However, Vesemir once mentioned that the topic of the monster nest has not appeared on the Wolf School's year-end table for many years.

This shows that the Wolf School's demon hunters have not encountered the monster nest for several years.

Now there are three monster nests at once...

Alin took a breath and cautiously asked Vesemir: "If I remember correctly, wouldn't multiple monster nests kill each other and use each other as nutrients?"

"Yes," Vesemir nodded lightly, "Generally speaking, it is like this..."

"Generally speaking? The current situation is unusual?"

"More than unusual..." Vesemir took a sip of the wine in the ceramic cup, "The monster nests in the Mahakam Mountains will even protect, be vigilant and come to each other's aid, just like..."

"A count facing foreign enemies, with several closely related barons who are intermarried." Sarah beside him made an analogy.

Ailin frowned.

"Your broth." The middle-aged woman came in from the inner room, bringing a bowl of hot soup with basil leaves and meatballs, as well as a basket of bread slices.

"Thank you." Ailin said softly.

The woman just smiled kindly and went back to the inner room.

This natural posture made Ailin couldn't help but look at the woman more. She was not afraid of the demon hunter and the two soldiers who were nobles.

"She is the mother of a captain of the demon hunting army," Sarah explained, then thought of something and lowered her voice to remind him, "A captain who died on May Day..."

Ailin heard the words, and the action of picking up the bread in his hand paused. After two seconds, he silently took two bites of the soft bread and nodded.

"I have a question," Ailin swallowed the bread with hot soup, "With so many monster nests, even if we don't talk about producing corpse-eating creatures, daily consumption alone requires a lot of... um... flesh and blood..."

"Where does all this flesh and blood come from?"

Sara and Arthur looked at each other, and then Sara sighed and said, "It's a cemetery, there are old and new tombs..."

"The new tombs are the village tombs of several nearby villages. The tombs of the newly dead have been dug up by the ghouls. We also followed Master Vesemir to track the traces of these dug tombs."

"The old tombs are near Morn Village. Many bodies of the victims of the Farga Rebellion and the Black Death were buried here."

"Falga Rebellion and the Black Death?" Ailin put down Soup bowl, "Didn't that happen four or five years ago? Buried underground for so long, the bodies should have turned into bones long ago."

"And if I remember correctly, isn't the cemetery of the Falgar Rebellion and the Black Death not far from the city gate of Elland?"

"That's the destination of the dead in Elland." Arthur's face was not very good, "Those buried nearby are from the royal capital of Vizima, and most of them are civilians without status and merchants who come and go."

"As for why the bodies didn't turn into bones, I don't know, maybe too many bodies piled together?"

"No cremation?"

"Cremation, but there were too many bodies, and there was the Black Death at the time, and no one dared to cremate them one by one according to the rules, so..." Arthur shook his head.

"How many bodies are there in total?"

"The royal capital of Vizima, plus several cities and villages around it, at least five or six thousand people."

Alin was silent.

Five or six thousand people turned into corpse-eating creatures, how many can be transformed?

Before coming, he didn't expect to hear such a half-good, half-bad news.

Good news, there are plenty of corpse-eating creatures, and there is a lot of room for earning experience beads.

Bad news, there are really too many corpse-eating creatures, and they are actually produced by three monster nests.

Thinking of this, the delicious broth in my mouth seems to have lost some taste.

If this is not handled properly, it will even be a disaster greater than the May Day demon spirit tide!