Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

"Huahua~"

Alin, who was one step behind, was just wondering why there was a fierce sound of water like a waterfall near the Ancient Sea Fortress, when he heard the witcher master's exclamation.

He hurriedly stepped forward and led his horse over Vesemir.

The next second.

Alin also stopped in a daze and expressed the same doubts as Vesemir.

"Is this really Kaer Morhen?"

The gray and hard gatehouse still had some of its original shape, but the faint cold light seen from the gaps in the slits made people's hair stand on end.

The drawbridge was obviously modified. The narrow width that only allowed two horses to run side by side remained unchanged, but the length was at least three times longer than the impression.

Below it was a moat drawn from an unknown source.

You know, this should have been a dry deep pit, and there were even a lot of weeds growing in it.

Now it was running with a waterfall-like passionate water.

Alin could imagine how miserable the enemy troops would die if they fell into such a moat.

It was then that Ailin noticed that the walls along the road had obviously been repaired, and those that had been damaged over the years had been patched up.

The vines and other vines that were easy to climb were also gone.

More importantly...

The guards standing at key positions, although young and immature, were obviously very different in spirit and discipline from the demon hunter guards who were just idling around when Ailin first crossed over.

The entire fortress was threatening the enemy hiding in an unknown place with its fangs and claws bared, revealing its hideous face.

It was terrifying.

"Who are you!" A slightly immature shout.

As soon as the group turned the corner of the long slope, separated by the moat, and at least three or four hundred meters from the city gate, they were ordered to stop by the guards on the city gate tower.

Vesemir and Ailin looked at each other. They were used to the lazy fortress guards, but they were still a little uncomfortable at this time.

But before they could report their identities, another little head popped out from the arrow slit on the city wall.

"It's Master Vesemir! And Captain Arlin!" the young guard shouted in surprise.

Then a commotion broke out in a place that the demon hunter couldn't see, and young voices spoke in unison.

"Captain Arlin? The youngest demon hunter master who created the heart extract of the water ghost..."

"I heard that he killed the Cyclops and the Ice King..."

"He also killed the ghosts and snake giants of Ban Ade..."

"You don't know as much as I do. He also killed those wizards and kings in Ban Ade Academy. The Kaedwen royal family dared not say a word, and they gave him the title of Blue Death?"

...

Arlin knew that these young-looking people should be the new batch of demon hunter apprentices who passed the Green Grass Trial.

Originally, listening to the achievements that had long passed, his vanity was greatly satisfied, but who would have thought that the more he listened, the more wrong it was.

I killed the first four...

The last two have nothing to do with me, at least on the surface...

And the nickname Blue Death was not given by the Kaedwen royal family...

Who is spreading this nonsense?

The witcher glanced at a girl with a red face.

"It's not me... I didn't... Don't talk nonsense..."

Mary didn't even make the little awkwardness after leaving Elland.

Hands waved in front of her chest to leave a residual image.

"Did I ask you?" The witcher thought.

The culprit was found.

But she was the only suspect.

In this era, information transmission is not so fast. What happened in Ban Ader more than a month ago, how could it be spread to Kaer Morhen in the deep mountains and forests so quickly.

The chief, Vera, and Mary, only these three people have returned to Kaer Morhen.

Among them, only Mary is the chief sorceress of the legion.

No need to infer, you can know who the news leaked from.

"Quickly move aside and let me see... Let me see what Captain Aylin looks like?"

"Don't push me, I'm the first one here, let me see first, let me see first..."

The city gate tower was in chaos, like chickens fighting for food at dinner time, or like little horses welcoming the mountain king.

The feeling of strict vigilance just now disappeared.

It was as if the ferocious and terrifying beast took off its guard, and found that it was actually a group of kittens under the disguise of the tiger's skin.

It made people laugh and cry.

But think about it.

The oldest of the demon hunter apprentices who survived to the end of Aylin's group was only fourteen years old.

The next batch was mostly eleven, twelve or three years old.

The group of people on the city tower who were scrambling to see Aylin were probably less than ten years old, and they were still elementary school students in the previous life, so it didn't seem so strange.

On the contrary.

It was very difficult to maintain the previous seemingly strict discipline without preparation.

This proved that the plan he made for the Demon Hunter Corps before he went down the mountain was effective. The Ancient Sea Fortress really looked like a fortress at this time.

At least it was not like in the past, when a few rock trolls came, the guards were so scared that they gave up the city defense.

Of course.

This was not all his credit.

He could train a group of ten-year-old children to be like this, even if they were demon hunters who had been in trials since childhood.

His deputy leader, Master Aristo, was still a bit of a talent.

"Go back! Go back!" Mary stood up and shouted loudly.

But her voice was so soft that it was completely covered by the chatter from the city gate tower.

In fact, because of Mary's appearance, the demon hunter apprentices became more excited and the noise became louder.

Until...

Vera rode out of the corner expressionlessly and silently.

The demon hunter apprentices on the city gate tower had a tacit understanding and slowly quieted down.

The demon hunter apprentices who didn't see behind saw their companions in front suddenly quiet down, and were still asking "What's wrong, what's wrong..."

"The evil old witch is coming..." A demon hunter apprentice in the front row said in a very low voice.

In an instant.

The Ancient Sea Fortress was silent.

Even Aylin and Vesemir dared not breathe.

Compared with demon hunters, wizards are good at perception and mystery.

The voices they can hear, Ms. Vera can definitely hear.

As for the question of who the evil old witch is...

Looking at Mary's trembling and livid little face, you can get the answer.

I just don't know if she, as the chief warlock of the Demon Hunting Corps, has any "contribution" to this ugly nickname.

"Da Da Da~"

The sound of horse hooves slowly slowed down.

Just when passing by Mary, he paused for a moment, and then continued to walk towards the Ancient Sea Fortress.

From the perspective of the demon hunter, he saw Vera glance at Mary expressionlessly.

The young sorceress, the honorable chief sorceress of the Demon Hunting Corps, instantly looked ashen.

The young demon hunter guards who had originally greeted with a smile at the city gate paused.

Although they were not good enough, they did not hear the name on the city gate tower.

But they also noticed something was wrong, and silently retreated, standing on both sides of the open city gate like statues, motionless.

The atmosphere seemed to be frozen.

Seeing this, Vesemir and Aylin looked at each other, squeezed their horses, and followed the sorceress into Kaer Morhen.

"What should I do, Aylin?" Mary hurriedly whispered as she passed by the pale-faced Mary.

Aylin glanced at Vera's tall back in front of him, leaned close to Mary's ear and whispered:

"This... did you teach me this nickname?"

"I... how dare I..." Mary denied repeatedly.

Vera was in charge of the Green Grass Trial in the first half of this year. It was normal for the apprentices to have some psychological trauma towards Vera.

"That's okay. It's just a naughty child. Children speak without restraint. Ms. Vera has always had a good temper. Nothing will happen."

Mary opened her mouth wide when she heard this, and looked at Aylin in disbelief.

Ms. Vera has always had a good temper?

Which eye did you see it with? How did you use your brain to judge it?

Vesemir also stared at him with a confused look on his face.

The witcher master was not a fool. After crossing so many portals, he had long seen that he must have offended the bloody red fox somewhere.

The reason why he persisted to the end.

On the one hand, he didn't want to lose to his apprentice, and on the other hand, he wanted Vera to calm down.

Although he didn't know where he had offended the sorceress.

Is this called always having a good temper?

In addition...

A naughty child?

You are only fourteen years old...

Vesemir scratched his black wide-brimmed hat.

But think about it, Vera has never said harsh words to Arryn, and has always helped him wholeheartedly.

She gave him more than 10,000 orens of "Green Sighs" as soon as she said so. It is said that in the Temple of Meliteli, the icon room was filled with expensive materials, allowing Arryn to learn the ritual (waste).

She is even more caring than his own mother.

He said this... There is really nothing wrong with it.

Looking at Arryn's self-righteous expression, Vesemir and Mary suddenly felt weak and didn't want to argue about anything.

Just take it as it is...

Perhaps because their brain waves matched, Vesemir and Mary looked at each other instinctively.

Suddenly, they felt a sense of sympathy and mutual respect.

After sighing, they walked into the fortress together.

Arryn shrugged and followed.

Although Vesemir and Mary didn't think Vera was a good-tempered person.

But the sorceress did as Aylin said, she didn't bother with the witcher apprentice on the gate tower, and rode into the fortress without looking around.

Maybe these apprentices also knew that something was wrong, or maybe they were simply afraid of Vera, so they didn't come down to bother the other three.

In this regard.

Aylin was happy to be free.

Tired from the journey.

Although because of "space control", when passing through the portal, he was no longer uncomfortable with the keen witcher perception.

He had a good rest in recent days.

But when a wanderer who has not returned home for a long time returns home, it always feels like he has put down a heavy burden and is particularly relaxed.

Basking in the bright sunshine, blowing the cool breeze, smelling the faint fragrance of the grass, swaying on the horse's back, he unconsciously felt a little drowsy.

Today.

He didn't want to do anything, and didn't want to think about the king, the wizard, the Wild Hunt, and the White Frost...

He just wanted to stay in his "big flat", open the balcony, take a hot bath in the bright summer sunshine of Kaer Morhen, and then sleep for half a day.

...

Kaer Morhen in summer is particularly deserted.

Even in late autumn, the blacksmiths and tailor shops opened by old and disabled witchers on both sides were tightly closed.

He led the horse all the way to the tower on the south side of the castle, but didn't see a living person.

If it wasn't early summer, even in Kaer Morhen it would be warm and it would be like a ghost town.

"The witchers of the Wolf School would have gone down the mountain by now."

"There should only be apprentice witchers in the fortress, and Masters White and Aristo who are responsible for training apprentices."

"But they should all be in the northwest corner now, and we can see them when we have dinner tonight."

Vesemir explained when he saw Aylin looking around.

"Grandmaster Soi is also here..." Mary added, "At least I saw the grandmaster in the castle hall when I left Kaer Morhen a month ago."

"Huh?"

Vesemir was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and tilted his head to look at Mary in confusion.

Although Soi is the chief of the Wolf School, he actually spends about the same amount of time in Kaer Morhen.

He is like the ordinary witchers in the school. Every year, he leaves Kaer Morhen to eliminate the monsters that harm humans according to the commissions received in the autumn and winter of the previous year.

This has been the same for decades.

Even in winter, he often returns to Kaer Morhen later than other witchers in the school.

"Is the chief still staying in Kaer Morhen at this time? Vesemir was a little confused.

However

When he saw Vera, who was graceful and tall, he understood immediately.

Yes!

At this time before, there had never been a sorceress named Vera in Kaer Morhen...

No wonder the chief...

When the witcher master was secretly fiddling with his mind, he suddenly felt a cold gaze sweeping over him.

His expression suddenly became serious, and he pressed down his black wide-brimmed hat to cover his expression, not daring to think about it anymore.

"Tie the horse here, and I'll send it down the mountain tomorrow." The sorceress pointed to the training ground under the tower expressionlessly.

There is no stable in Kaer Morhen.

Because of the narrow and dangerous design of the assassin's path, ordinary horses can't get up, so the horses of the school's witchers are generally kept in the village of Kael at the foot of the mountain, and there are special villagers to take care of them.

According to Vera's instructions, everyone found a pillar at the edge of the training ground and tied the horse.

After Vesemir thanked Vera, considering that the chief was in Kaer Morhen, he wanted to take Arryn to discuss the relocation of the school proposed by Duke Mason.

But just as he was about to speak, he noticed Arryn's tired face, and his heart softened:

"You go back and rest first, I'll go see the chief."

"I'll go with you..." Although Arryn wanted to take a hot bath now, he still knew the importance of things.

"No need," Vesemir shook his head and stopped him, "Just a general description of the situation, it won't take two people."

Arryn thought about it and didn't insist.

The matter of relocating the school is indeed not something that can be discussed in a day or two.

Vesemir left.

At this time, Vera had already walked into the tower.

Mary held Yennefer's hand tightly with tears in her eyes, and didn't dare to follow her up.

"Let's go, this matter has nothing to do with you, Ms. Vera won't be so stingy." Arryn patted her shoulder and advised.

Then he squatted down and comforted Yennefer, who was a little nervous when she first arrived at Kaer Morhen.

Seeing that Mary still refused to leave, he thought for a while and said:

"Then you can come up later?"

"I will go to Ms. Vera first and say a few good words for you?"