Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

Blood!

Blood everywhere!

The dim candlelight flickered, and the small room was filled with a strong smell of rust.

A man in a black nightgown and a mask on his face, leaning on a long sword in his right hand, sat on a linen bed stained with blood, looking down quietly at something.

His name is Fredica, a demon hunter from the Cat School.

He lit the candle.

Ordinary demon hunters from the Cat School can locate their positions by sound in the dark, and fight in the faint moonlight, and Fredica can do it too.

This is just his hobby.

He likes to play with his prey under the light, likes to appreciate the dramatic changes in the prey's face before death, and likes to smell the strong fragrance of blood and count down the remaining time of life.

This makes him tremble with pleasure, which is much more than the pleasure brought by cheap hallucinogens.

If you don't light a lamp, how can you see such a beautiful time clearly?

Thinking of this.

Fredica sniffed and took a deep breath, letting the fragrance in the room fill his lungs, then lowered his head and continued to admire his masterpiece.

Not far from the bed, the nameless Wolf School apprentice, lying on his back with his pupils trembling, lying in his own blood in fear, shaking his body weakly.

His mouth was blocked by linen, the ligaments of his wrists and ankles were cut, and blood flowed out of his veins.

"You have about five minutes left!" Fredica said.

Years of mature experience made him estimate very accurately, and if he said five minutes, he would not add a minute or a second.

The complex emotions of hatred, fear, anger, timidity, and hope gathered in his eyes, which became stronger because of his words.

"You are waiting for someone to save you."

This is affirmation rather than question.

"Your mentor is next door, and he was stopped by two demon hunters who are more powerful than me."

"As for the other apprentices like you, everyone has the same opponent as you..."

Fredika's tone was very gentle, without mockery or cursing, but he analyzed the situation carefully to the people on the ground slowly and carefully, just like teaching an apprentice.

"They can't catch up!"

"But it doesn't matter, on the road to death, your friends will definitely be one step ahead of you."

The wolf school apprentice on the ground heard this, and the despair in his eyes became even worse, but then it turned into extreme anger and hatred.

Feeling this gaze, Fredika sniffed excitedly again.

He looked at the prey whose face was already a little pale, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a cruel and happy murderous light. When he was about to provoke a few more words.

He suddenly clenched his sword and looked out the window.

An equally childish face appeared in the dim candlelight.

After the man glanced at Fredica in a black nightgown, he immediately noticed the apprentice lying in a pool of blood and shouted in horror.

"Erin!"

Then, with strong hatred and anger flashing in his eyes, he suddenly jumped into the room and rushed towards the figure beside the bed with a sword.

Fredica was not panicked. He was still sitting on the linen quilt stained with blood.

He looked at the young figure who was blinded by anger and rushed over blindly, and the corners of his mouth raised an exaggerated arc under the black mask.

"Erin?"

"Is this your name?" Fredica glanced at Bonte on the ground, "Or is it the name of your mentor..."

"Or... which apprentice's name?"

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The continuous sound of metal collisions interrupted Fredica's slow words.

Fredica sat on the bed, holding the sword in one hand, and lightly blocked Hughes' crazy attack.

"The swordsmanship is good, but the power is too small and the speed is too slow."

"It's okay to deal with those freshly graduated kittens, but it's not good to deal with me..."

"No!"

Fredica commented slowly.

Then he leaned back and lay on the bed to avoid the long sword that was slashing at him.

His right foot kicked Xius's abdomen at lightning speed.

"Bang!"

The Quin shield exploded, and the weak shock wave did not even disrupt Fredica's figure.

I can't beat him!

Xius immediately realized this problem.

He stepped back a few steps, stepped on the blood, and stood in front of Bonte to add a Quin shield to himself.

"Well, good seals, proficient swordsmanship, no wonder those trash can't stop you."

"You should be the most talented demon hunter in your Wolf School this year, right?"

Fredica raised the sword and slowly got up from the bed, asking curiously.

The enemy's contempt made Hughes angry, but the attack that was easily resolved just now reminded him to calm down.

Bonte's breathing became weaker and weaker, and he had to protect his companions before Aylin arrived.

After sorting out his thoughts, Hughes became more conservative.

The attacks with Fredica were mainly probing, and once Quinn was broken, he immediately retreated and looked for an opportunity to re-attach the shield.

Aylin was coming soon, he had to be cautious and could not become a burden to him like in the mountain trial.

Fortunately.

The enemy's desire to fight did not seem to be high, but he glanced at Bonte on the ground excitedly from time to time.

There was no fierce attack, nor did he use Bonte as a hostage to induce Hughes to reveal his flaws.

Instead, he took advantage of the broken shield to seize the opportunity to leave a few shallow wounds on his wrists and ankles.

"There was obviously a chance to kill me, but it only left some shallow cuts..."

"This... this is just like a cat playing with a captured mouse."

Hughes glanced at the blood red on his wrist, and the thoughts in his mind suddenly made him furious.

"Xius..."

"Bunt! What happened to Bunt?"

Fred's panicked voice came from behind, making Hughes sigh in relief.

really,

The next moment, a strong wind hit, and a slender figure holding a long sword suddenly appeared next to him.

It's Aylin!

He frowned tightly, lowered his head and glanced at the wounds on Bunt's limbs in the pool of blood, and then noticed the blood stains on the same location on Hughes' body.

Burning anger suddenly surged up and flooded into his brain.

This is massacre!

This damn cat school witcher treats his companions as toys that can be played with at will!

How dare he!

"Aelin!"

"Be careful! This man in black is very special!"

Hughes' solemn voice sounded, Aylin nodded and said:

"You and Fred quickly help Bunt heal his wounds..."

"As for this..."

Aylin turned to look at the demon hunter of the Cat School who was standing in front of him as if he was determined to defeat them. He gritted his teeth and said while watching their conversation:

"As for this damn bastard, leave it to me!"

Hughes nodded, took a few steps back, squatted down, and tore off a few strips of cloth from his body.

"Qiang!"

The violent clash of gold and iron suddenly roared in the small room, and the sudden surge of wind blew ripples out of Bunter's pool of blood.

"You wolves, who allowed you to move my works without permission?"

The eyebrows on Fredika's cloudy cat eyes were knitted together, and her eyes revealed dissatisfaction, irritability and anger, like a spoiled child who suddenly had her beloved toy taken away.

Wolf cub?

work?

What an unbearable name. The demon hunters of the Cat School are indeed a group of psychopaths and perverts.

Aelin was even more angry.

But he had no intention of replying to Fredika's lies.

There is nothing to say about the lunatics and lunatics of the Cat School.

Bunter's health was not good and he urgently needed to find a doctor.

There was also the faint sound of clashing swords in the next room, and Vesemir's condition didn't seem to be good either.

"Quick victory!"

Aylin narrowed his eyes and made a casual appraisal.

[Name: Fredika]

[Attributes: Strength 34, Agility 36, Constitution 23, Perception 33, Mystery 13]

The strength and agility are similar to the previous Cat School Demon Hunter.

You can fight!

After seeing clearly the attributes of the fake demon hunter, Aylin's thoughts changed. The cat's eyes, as blue as the sea, suddenly flashed a faint blue light under the flickering firelight.

Demon hunt!

"Qiang~"

Amidst the harsh sound of metal friction, veins popped out in Aylin's hands, and he pushed the surprised Fredika away with force.

"Such power...you are not a witcher apprentice!"

Fredika frowned, and then took a step back lightly with this force, but she didn't expect that the next moment, Aylin would rush over directly.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Aelin said nothing.

The continuous slashes were like a storm, making it difficult for Fredika, who had despised the wolf-sect demon hunters from the beginning, to resist.

This was a lesson learned during the fierce battle between Allin and Bret.

The Wolf School's two-handed sword emphasizes rotation and pace.

This kind of swordsmanship targets monsters whose strength and physique far exceed those of ordinary demon hunters.

Therefore, if you miss a hit, you must dodge quickly to avoid being attacked by monsters with extraordinary powers.

Wait for the opportunity to arrive, then immediately spin around, accumulating potential energy with the long sword to multiply the force of the next attack several times, in order to cause maximum damage to the target with as little damage as possible.

therefore.

This set of swordsmanship is incoherent.

Hit him back, hit him again, and hit him again.

Although it is easy to deal with monsters in this way, it is a huge weakness when dealing with humans.

Often if you give in during a battle, you will miss an opportunity.

And against armored human enemies - whether leather or armor, the power accumulated on the long sword using the rotating mysteries is either a complete waste or has no effect at all.

So in Brett's stormy sword, Aylin learned the key to sword fighting.

That is...

suppress! suppress! suppress!

Suppression from start to finish!

Don't give the enemy any chance to breathe or fight back.

Aylin also has skills like demon hunting. Even if he doesn't look for the opponent's weaknesses, as long as the battle lasts long enough and the number of hits is enough.

No matter who the enemy is, they will surely die.

Aylin's spirit was concentrated on wielding the steel sword, forcing Fredika to the corner step by step.

The progress bar on Fredika's head kept increasing with the violent collision of the two steel swords.

[Demon Hunting] Progress 3%

[Demon Hunting] Progress 6%

…

Although there is no magic field of protection around the cat-sect witcher, his superb swordsmanship prevents Aylin from easily causing any bleeding scars on Fredika's body.

This makes the accumulation speed of [Demon Hunting] progress a bit slow. It takes about thirty swords to fill up the progress bar.

but.

That's enough!

"Damn wolf cub!"

Fredica, who was completely suppressed, yelled angrily, seeming a little angry that she was completely suppressed.

But Aylin could not see any panic in his eyes.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Amid the fierce sound of metal and iron, Aylin suddenly noticed that the standard steel sword of the Wolf School in his hand had small cracks on the blade.

In contrast, the steel sword in Fredica's hand was almost intact.

The steel sword in Aylin's hand was already the best steel sword in Kaer Morhen.

Even Vesemir's sword was of similar quality.

But it was still not as strong as the long sword of the cat school witcher.

Obviously.

Cats and wolves have very different requirements for the quality of steel swords.

Fredica found that he noticed the details of the damage on the steel sword, and the turbid cat pupils glowed with a fierce light, as if provoking Aylin.

Although because of the small room and carelessness, he was completely suppressed by Aylin.

But the killing swordsmanship of the cat school is not in vain.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Under the fierce attack of Aylin, Fredica had been controlling the long sword in his hand skillfully, blocking at the same place of Aylin's long sword.

He even deliberately increased the strength when blocking.

The gap in the middle of Aylin's long sword was widening, and it seemed that it would break if they fought hard for a few more rounds.

This was an open plot.

In this narrow space, if Hughes and Fred followed together, it would only make things more chaotic.

If Aylin retreated and changed his sword, and used the Quen seal on his body to buy time, Fredica would be able to get out of the embarrassing situation of being suppressed.

And if he didn't retreat, at most ten more swords would come, and the Wolf School's demon hunter would not be able to escape the fate of breaking his sword and dying.

Therefore.

In Fredica's eyes, he had already won.

He even couldn't help licking his lips under the mask.

While resisting the attacking long sword, he looked forward to the panic and helplessness of this Wolf School demon hunter apprentice who was so skilled that he was a little weird when he was bled.

"Hahaha!"

"Little wolf cub! Do you feel good chopping?"

Fredica resisted Erin's continuous attacks and laughed arrogantly.

"There is still a chance to beg for mercy now. As long as you let them let go of my work and return it to its original state, and let me appreciate it, I will leave."

"After all, my commission today is just to kill a demon hunter apprentice of the Wolf School."

"Since you have a pair of beautiful eyes, I can let you go."

"Just let me appreciate my past works." Fredica repeated softly, like the whisper of a devil.

Hughes and Fred roughly treated the wounds on Bont's body and looked at Erin anxiously.

They all noticed the abnormality of Erin's weapon.

"It's okay!"

A calm and gentle voice came from the sound of metal clashing.

"Okay... then you hurry up..."

The eyes on the black mask curved, as if smiling, but then reacted, frowned, and said:

"What? What does it mean to be okay?"

Alin did not reply. He looked at the progress bar above Fredica's head and swung his sword.

"Clang!"

[Demon Hunting] Progress 93%

The gap in the middle of the long sword is already the size of a thumb, and it will break at any time.

"Clang!"

[Demon Hunting] Progress 96%

The tip of the sword shook slightly, and a crack seemed to appear in the middle.

A faint sound was caught by Fredica in the sound of the sword.

So.

He grinned an exaggerated arc, and his excitement could be felt through the mask.

"I won!" Fredica thought.

"Clang!"

[Demon Hunting] Progress 99%

"Crack!"

The long sword broke completely, and the front half of the sword brushed against Alin's arm and was knocked out.

A blood mark appeared on his right elbow.

"Hahaha~"

Fredica stabbed Aylin in an instant with a wild laugh.

Queen's shield was broken, and the cat school demon hunter was violently pushed back to the wall by the shock wave.

"Weird wolf cub, you're done!"

Fredica was excited, following the huge impact, like a feather, his feet were suspended in the air and stepped on the wall behind him, half a person's height.

The moment his knees bent to relieve the force, his muscles bounced violently.

Waving the long sword like a sharp arrow, he rushed towards Aylin quickly.

"No, you're done, Fredica!"

Aylin whispered.

The moment Quinn's shield was broken.

[Demon Hunting] Progress 100%.

Aylin followed the vision in his sight, stepped back sideways and stepped on the red footprint, just avoiding the stabbing long sword.

Following that, he held the half-broken sword, and at the moment Fredica rushed over, he followed the vertical red line.

He chopped down fiercely.

Fredica's eyes widened in horror, but she cooperated very well and put her head on his slash line.

"Puff~"

The body and head were instantly split into two parts and flew in front of Hughes, Bonte and Fred.

The splattering hot blood dyed the young faces of the three red.

"Plop!"

The body fell.

The huge movement woke up the weak Bonte lying on Fred's knees.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the head of the demon hunter of the cat school rolling on the ground, his mouth moved slightly, staring at him in a creepy way, and said:

"How do you know my name is Fredica?"

At this time.

Erin, who had recovered from the demon hunting state, was about to walk to Bonte to check his injuries,

but the mechanical sound that suddenly came to his ears made him stunned.

“Ding!”

[The monster “Monster Hunter” is defeated! ]

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