Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

After hearing what Vesemir said, Aylin was stunned for a moment.

He subconsciously stopped and looked at the sword in his hand.

Although it was a training sword for apprentices, the hilt and the hilt had no patterns, but the blade had no cracks at all, and the blade was polished to a mirror-like shine.

A good sword, but not a silver sword.

Aylin thought about it for a while.

When fighting against water ghosts in the game, he did use a silver sword, but it was automatically switched.

So, you can't kill water ghosts with a steel sword?

"Our apprentice is very confident. He dared to challenge water ghosts with a steel sword just after passing the Green Grass Trial."

Vesemir said sarcastically, and then said in a deep voice:

"Remember, apprentice Aylin, if you lose, I will let you polish all the swords in Kaer Morhen until they shine!"

Before the brain could react, the ears caught the key words.

Aylin subconsciously replied:

"What if I win?"

Vesemir was stunned when he heard the question, and murmured: "What if you win?"

He didn't expect that this apprentice was so bold that he dared not only to be in a daze in his class.

The monster was right in front of him, and he had the courage to provoke him, the master demon hunter.

At this moment, Vesemir even suspected that Aylin was not deliberately provoking him, but the herbal decoction poisoned his brain.

"Yes! What if he wins?"

Leto beside Vesemir replied with gloating.

"Hahaha, yes, yes, Vesemir, what if our apprentice wins?"

This was the instigation from more than a dozen demon hunter companions outside the field.

Vesemir was held.

His face flushed red, and he pulled out the "steel sword" behind him and shouted to Aylin:

"If you win, this sword in my hand will be yours!"

As soon as the voice fell, the training ground was boiling.

Leto, who was standing next to Vesemir, opened his mouth wide and said in shock:

"Are you crazy?"

"This is your Elsa, a masterpiece of a dwarf master worth 17,325 orens."

"For this silver sword, you borrowed 3,000 orens from me and haven't paid it back yet."

Vesemir's face darkened and he put the "steel sword" in front of him.

The bright and clear sword body was obviously carefully cared for by its owner, with a hollow carved hand guard and a silver-white blade that seemed to cut through the skin just by looking at it.

Obviously, Vesemir pulled the wrong sword.

The steel sword worth more than 300 orens was still inserted in the scabbard behind his back.

Several apprentices didn't know what 17,325 orens meant. They had never left Kaer Morhen since they could remember.

But the demon hunters around knew it.

As soon as they heard this string of numbers, the training ground was boiling.

"17325 orens? I worked so hard to take on commissions this year, and I only saved 500 orens!"

"Not bad, not only did I not make any money this year, but I also lost 234 orens due to injuries and equipment repairs..."

"As expected of the youngest master witcher in the past hundred years..."

...

Vesemir's heart was bleeding.

If there were only a few apprentices, he could of course just say he took the wrong thing.

But now,

he was carried from the top of Kaer Morhen's castle to the clouds that float all year round over the Blue Mountains.

On the white clouds, it was written in cursive: "The youngest master witcher in a hundred years."

He couldn't get down.

"That's only if he can win." Vesemir said stubbornly, "He just went through the Green Grass Trial, hasn't learned any signs, and even used a steel sword to fight against water ghosts."

"He can win, so what if I give him this sword?"

The other witchers didn't take Vesemir's promise seriously.

As the most common monster, each of them has killed no less than a hundred water ghosts.

Naturally, I know how difficult it is to fight with only a steel sword.

That apprentice can't win!

In the apprentice training ground, Aylin asked back with a little trepidation in his heart.

He just followed his old habit and said it.

But now that things have come to this,

it can be clearly seen from the livid face of the demon hunter master that he will not accept any explanation before Aylin loses the battle.

From Vesemir, to the apprentices, to the demon hunters watching, everyone thinks he will lose.

But,

Aylin doesn't think so.

As his attention is focused, his mind seems to invade a certain aura around the monster.

In the corner of the field of vision.

The icon of the [Demon Hunting] skill keeps flashing, and the color gradually changes from white to red.

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The webbed claws slapped the air and slashed straight towards Aylin's face.

The stench of rotten mud hits the face, making people sick.

Ailin stared at the water ghost's body, stepped back with his right foot, leaned over to avoid the water ghost's right claw, and then turned around according to his body's memory, and slashed at the water ghost's back.

Seeing Ailin's smooth attack, Vesemir's displeasure was slightly reduced, and he commented to the apprentice beside him:

"Yes, rotation is the essence of the Wolf School swordsmanship. Imagine yourself as a long whip. Rotation will bring speed and power."

"Ailin's movements are very standard, but it's a pity..."

The apprentice who just woke up didn't hear the next part, rubbed his eyes, and asked:

"What's a pity?"

Vesemir glanced at the apprentice and ignored him.

However, the apprentices didn't need the answer from Vesemir at this time.

The sharp steel sword, with its rotating force, chopped the back of the water ghost, just like slashing on hard leather with oil, leaving a shallow scratch, and then slashing towards the sky along the smooth back of the monster.

"The feel of this sword is very strange." Aylin thought.

He felt that the blade had indeed cut something, not the monster's skin, but something invisible to the naked eye, which felt like gel when it was cut.

"It's chaos magic."

As if knowing what Aylin was thinking, Vesemir's voice came from behind.

"Chaos magic protects all creatures favored by Him, and only silver, which symbolizes order, can ignore this protection."

Immediately afterwards,

Vesemir's tone softened a little, and he continued:

"Since you have practiced swordsmanship well, you can change to a silver sword and fight again."

"What's the bet?" This is the demon hunter Leto.

"Nonsense, of course not."

The demon hunter rolled his eyes and glared at Leto unhappily.

"I want to try again." Aylin replied.

Vesemir didn't say anything.

The demon hunters who were watching also stopped their noisy discussions.

After a while, a few people even left the training ground with some disappointment.

Erin didn't see these.

He was staring at the blue body of the water ghost slowly climbing up.

But Erin could imagine the thoughts of the onlookers, which were nothing more than greed and overestimation...

Indeed, under normal circumstances, he should have given up.

If the attack does not break the defense and only relies on strength, it is hard to say whether the monster will die first or Erin will die first.

But the key is that Erin's situation is not normal.

On the surface, the attack just now not only did not cause much damage, but also made Erin, who was using all his strength, almost lose his balance.

But in fact,

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"Come on! Erin!"

The sleepyhead who was sleeping behind Erin shouted to Erin.

His name is Hughes, two years younger than Erin, and the only friend of the original body in Kaer Morhen.

Erin just nodded and said nothing.

Because the water ghost pounced again.

Ailin did not retreat but advanced, stepped forward, and quickly slashed again, but still failed to break the defense.

But.

"Ding!"

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Time froze at this moment, and everything around turned into a still picture.

In the picture, the whites of the water ghost's eyes were densely bloodshot, and yellow saliva was sticky on the canine teeth.

A red line suddenly appeared in the center.

A strong intuition guided Ailin to cut along this line.

So,

the sharp blade was like a child's paintbrush, following the red line, and lightly scratched the picture.

The neck of the water ghost appeared at the end of the red line at this moment.

It was as if it knew that the picture was still missing some kind of paint to be complete, so it happily sacrificed itself.

"Puff"

The picture moved, and black and dirty blood spurted out from between the body and head of the water ghost.

"Bang"

Ailin's exhausted body fell on the headless corpse.

At the same time, a mechanical sound came to my ears.

"Ding"

[Monster "Water Ghost" subjugated! ]

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"Erin!" Hughes shouted anxiously.

"Vesemir! Hurry!"

Before the demon hunter Leto reminded him, Vesemir rushed forward.

Then, about half a meter away from Erin, he stopped.

Looking at Erin's slowly getting up, and then looking at the water ghost with his head and body separated, Vesemir was a little unbelievable:

"My apprentice...actually won."

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