Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

The next day.

"Don't use your damn magic props, get close to the magic materials I bought!"

A loud dwarf yelled at the solid gate of Vergen, which was carved out of rocks, forcing the guards holding magic badges to retreat and let a caravan enter the city quickly.

He was the lord of Vergen, the dwarf forging master Horton Qui-Gon, who was abducted by King Demaev II of Aedirn because of his forging skills.

Perhaps knowing that the demon hunters did not want to be involved in the war between the two countries, the dwarf Horton did not alarm the knights of the King's Knights who came specifically to ask the demon hunters to deal with the great griffin.

He arrived at the gate of Vergen early, and seeing that Vesemir and Arryn both looked like standard mercenaries with long swords on their waists, he found an excuse to let the strict guards at the gate let the caravan enter the city.

Otherwise, under the inspection of all kinds of messy magic props in the hands of the guards, the demon hunters might not be able to get through.

"Master Horton, every caravan in and out of Aedirn must be inspected. This is the rule set by the higher-ups..."

"I don't care about any bullshit rules! Who knows if the little things made by wizards will destroy the structure and purity of the materials? I'm doing this for that despicable and cunning little guy Demaevi II..."

A small dwarf with a big voice.

Horton Qui-Gon, who spoke without restraint, made the captain of the guards, who was wearing armor and sharp weapons, retreat step by step, and finally had no choice but to let the caravan pass.

"Okay, okay, Master Horton. Stop talking, stop talking, we'll let it in, let it in!"

"You're smart..." The dwarf crossed his arms and nodded with satisfaction, then shouted at a fat merchant, "Come in quickly and send it to the city lord's mansion... My child can't wait to be born..."

Charles, who was shouted at by the dwarf, looked confused for a moment.

He didn't know what the hot-tempered long-bearded dwarf in front of him had ordered from him.

However, his years of business and his experience of observing people's expressions made him notice that the dwarf's eyes were looking behind him from time to time, and he had some guesses in his mind.

"Yes... yes, Master Horton." He said.

Then he called the waiter and the butler, whipped the horse and pulled the carriage into the car.

"Horton is apologizing!"

Vesemir led the horse and hid behind the caravan carriage. When he passed the impatient dwarf, he quietly pressed his black wide-brimmed hat to indicate:

"He rarely participates in Vergen's political affairs, not to mention interfering with the guards at the city gates sent by the king to check spies and caravans."

Horton Qui-Gon sounded like the lord of Vergen, but in fact the title of lord was just a courtesy given by Demave II, and the real work was done by the humans sent by the king.

At this time.

The captain of the guard who was speechless was holding a magic prop like a badge, observing the people in the caravan vigilantly, and then looking at the dwarf who kept urging him with a guilty look.

Obviously.

He was suspicious of Horton.

"That's how dwarves are. They never apologize, but they will try every means to make up for what they did wrong." Vesemir smiled helplessly.

"Will Horton be okay?" Alin glanced at the captain of the guard from the corner of his eye.

The man called a few men and was whispering to them to pass on a message to the checkpoint ahead and the king.

"Demavi II thinks highly of him, so he should be fine." Vesemir said, "And once we solve the Great Griffin, Demaevi II will not blame us."

After a pause, Vesemir retracted his gaze and whispered:

"Erin, as long as the Great Griffin disappears, even if no one sees it, someone in Aedir will definitely guess that it was us who did it. In this way... will it really be fine?"

"It's enough if we don't get caught." Erin held the reins, his mouth slightly opening and closing, "The Great Griffin is not a common monster. It's normal for it to suddenly appear and suddenly disappear."

"As long as we don't spread the word, no one can be sure that the Great Griffin is what we hunted."

Vesemir nodded, but there was still uneasiness in his eyes.

In response to this.

Erin did not persuade him again. Vesemir was able to go against the principles he had adhered to for hundreds of years and listen to what he said to hunt the Great Griffin, which was far beyond his expectations.

Of course, he did have a more convincing reason, but it was not suitable to explain to the Demon Hunter Master.

As long as they are not discovered, or even if they are discovered, as long as they do not admit it, it is almost 100% impossible to cause the troubles that Vesemir imagined.

After all...

Who would have thought... Who would have believed...

The Wolf School, which has always been upright and neutral, secretly risked its life to eliminate a great griffin, just to avoid the bloody war from ending early?

...

Since the caravan had been suspected, after unloading part of the corpse of the giant ghoul at Horton Qui-Gon's stone house, Charles consulted with Aylin and Vesemir and left Vergen directly.

Halfway through the journey, the demon hunters separated from the caravan, which also allowed Charles and Ryan's people to attract the attention of the guards.

However, even if the whereabouts of the demon hunters were known to the people of Aedirn, it would not be a big deal.

It's not like they are in Kaedwen, where they have to be on guard against wizards and nobles taking advantage of the war to eliminate them at all times.

In Aedirn, the most extreme thing Demave II could do was to force them to hunt the great griffin.

Of course.

It's better to hide your identity.

Walking down the mountain, we came to a three-forked entrance, and Vesemir was identifying the direction of the road.

Vesemir raised his black wide-brimmed hat with his index finger to identify the road:

"There is a village not far ahead. Let's rest there for a day before setting off."

"What do you think?"

Of course Aylin had no objection.

Having already penetrated deep into the territory of Aden, there was no need to travel day and night as before.

No matter how crazy Ben Ad's wizard is, can he still chase him into the enemy's territory?

Tsk tsk...

If there were a wizard foolish enough to pursue him into Aedirn, the roles of hunter and prey might be reversed.

"Okay, let's rest for a day and recharge our batteries."

As soon as Ailin finished speaking, the dusty young demon hunter suddenly cheered.

"Great! The life under the mountain is really not what a demon hunter can live. I haven't showered in ten days."

"Yes, the blood blisters on my inner thighs have grown and burst, and they have grown again and again. It really hurts like hell."

"Me too, every day while riding on a horse feels like a year..."

"I meditate every day, and I haven't slept well for many days..."

Vesemir's frown deepened. Hearing the last complaint, he couldn't help it and scolded:

"Even if you find a place to rest, you cannot stop meditating. As long as you are not outside Kaer Morhen, you must use meditation instead of sleep..."

"Forget what I told you, there are many demon hunters in the Wolf School who died because they relaxed in the wild..."

"Eric was killed by the swamp witch in the night of Gos Velen, Tranwell roared out his soul for the night demon in Montecalvo in Redania, and Erasmus was even bitten by several wolves. The throat..."

Barabara, Vesemir is speaking at length.

The young demon hunters complained, and they all complained with their eyes about the young demon hunter who mentioned meditation.

If you want to sleep, just sleep quietly when the time comes. Why would you tell me?

A small town called Dolay was not far away. The group of people were having fun and stayed at a hotel in the town before noon.

After lunch, Aylin did not rest directly. Instead, he bought several bottles of dog oil and some white zinnia plants from the herbalist in the town.

Mixed animal oil is not a commonly used type of sword oil. Although a few bottles were refined when the formula was first obtained, it was not enough for nine demon hunters.

certainly.

After all, the Great Griffin is a large flying monster among large monsters, second only to the dragon. Aelin and Vesemir do not intend to bring other demon hunters with them, as it would be too dangerous.

However, they must make some preparations to prevent them from being unable to fight back when they unexpectedly encounter the Great Griffin.

Preparing everything before hunting is a virtue that witchers should remember.

It's a pity that he hasn't come up with the recipe for Honeycomb Bomb yet, otherwise he would be able to assemble the three official weaknesses of the Great Gryphon in the game: Honeycomb Bomb, Mixed Animal Oil, and Alder's Sign.

The difficulty and requirements of refining mixed animal oil are very low.

Aylin, who was afraid of trouble, spent more than a dozen copper coins to borrow a crucible and refined all the sword oil in the herbalist's hut before returning to the hotel.

"Bang~"

The wooden door was gently closed.

The soundproofing of the walls in the room was not good, and there were constant calls.

"Aias, Hugh, Clay... tsk tsk... It seems that Ajax is going to be unlucky again." Aylin listened for a few seconds, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

After simply cleaning his body and washing away the fatigue of the past few days, the demon hunter opened the Demon Hunting Notes with a thought.

[Loots obtained: Giant Ghoul's Heart Essence 1, Ghoul's Heart Essence 37, Corruption Demon's Heart Essence 8, Experience Beads 12, Giant Ghoul's Treasure Chest 5, Ghoul's Treasure Chest 5, Corruption Demon's Treasure Chest 5]

After rescuing Charles's caravan from the corpse-eating creatures in the old battlefield yesterday, I just glanced at the crusade evaluation and spent 1,500 battle points to kill the three young hunters except Ernie and Krall. Quen's seals have all been upgraded to LV3.

Other harvests have not been sorted out because there are outsiders around.

"The heart essence of the rotten demon?"

After turning on the system notification, Aylin glanced at it and his eyes suddenly stopped.

When he was reading the review of the crusade, he hadn't noticed that the Rotting Demon had also left behind heart essence.

"It's really outrageous. The Rotting Demon finally self-destructed. How was this heart essence extracted?"

Ailin was in disbelief.

The heart essence and purification spirit are not generated from the void, they all come from the body of the slain monster.

He had experimented.

Purifying spirits are generated in an unknown way immediately when ghost-like monsters are killed.

But the heart essence is extracted from the heart only after settlement.

With Aylin's current authority, he can also choose not to withdraw it for a short period of time during settlement.

But what happened to the rotten food demon?

The Demon Hunting Notes put together the fragments left on the ground and the body fluids of the rotten demon?

Thinking of this possibility, the witcher suddenly felt nauseous as he thought of the foul-smelling bodily fluids of the rotten demon.

"Forget it, don't think about it, there's more to the secret of the Demon Hunter's Notes."

Aylin shook his head, suppressing the feeling of nausea, and drank all the heart essence of the rotten food demon with a thought.

really.

The heart essence of the foul-smelling rot-eating demon still smells foul.

The moment the essence entered his throat, the demon hunter almost vomited, as if he had swallowed an old smelly sock wrapped in rotten eggs.

After using one portion of the Corruption Demon's heart essence and finding that there was no problem, Aylin gritted his teeth and used all the remaining seven portions of the Corruption Demon's heart essence.

moment.

It felt like hundreds of rotten eggs had been smashed into pieces in my stomach.

The demon hunter was so frightened that he immediately held his breath to resist the strong nausea that came over him.

"Fuck!"

He closed his mouth tightly, held his breath, and cursed in his heart.

Then he moved his mind and saw the moment when the attribute changed.

The demon hunter's face suddenly became distorted and complicated.

[Name: Ailin]

[Level: 50]

[Health: 100%, Physical 610/610, Magic 780/780]

[Attributes: Strength 66, Agility 61, Constitution 61 (-4), Perception 75, Mystic 78]

[Affinity: Water 15 (Magic Source·Water 5%), Earth 10 (Magic Source·Earth 0%), Wind 9, Fire 6 (+2), Space 2]

Not only did the attribute not increase, but it was also deducted by four points.

But!

But!

The heart essence of the rotten demon can actually increase the affinity of the fire element!

Although eight portions of essence only increase two points, this is the affinity of the fire element!

Except for the purification spirit of the one-eyed ghost spirit and the purification spirit of the giant ghost spirit, which can improve the four elements on average, none of the other large monsters that Ailin encountered can improve the affinity of the fire element.

Besides, the scavenger demon is not a large monster.

For the first time, the demon hunter saw the hope that the affinity of the four elements will exceed ten points this year.

I don’t know if there will be some strange effects after all four elements of magic power exceed ten points...

But in general, it is worth using four points of constitution to exchange for two points of affinity of the fire element!

But the next question is...

"According to the limit of twenty points of attribute improvement of ordinary monsters, I have to find twelve more scavengers and eat twelve more..."

The scavenger demon is easy to say. Although it is rare, it can still be found, but the last one...

"Aftertasting" the stench that was still faintly rising in the esophagus, Ailin's face was a little pale, and he quickly moved his mind.

[Do you want to use the heart essence of the giant ghoul*1? ]

The cold liquid immediately poured into his throat.

As it slid through the esophagus, it was constantly absorbed by the inner wall, and at the same time, it also washed away the faint nauseating stench.

Before it could flow into the stomach, it had already turned into a ball of heat and spread throughout the body.

[Health: 100%, Physical 640/640, Magic 780/780]

[Attributes: Strength 69 (+3), Agility 61, Constitution 64 (+3), Perception 75, Mystic 78]

[Affinity: Water 15 (Magic Source·Water 5%), Earth 11 (Magic Source·Earth 1%) (+1), Wind 9, Fire 6, Space 2]

“Huh~”

The stench brought by the essence of the corrosive demon was washed away, and the demon hunter breathed a sigh of relief, and put his eyes back on the spoils he had obtained.

"Twelve more experience beads... Now I have collected ninety-eight experience beads, and I still need two, or..." He opened the inventory and looked at the number of small experience beads, "or if I collect one hundred and twenty small experience beads, I can collect one hundred experience beads and pass through the next roar of the Way of Roar - [Beast Roar: Whisper of Life]."

"It's still easier to collect two experience points," he thought, "I don't know what kind of crusade evaluation I will get after capturing the big griffin..."

As for the remaining treasure chests of giant ghouls, rotten demons and ghouls, I'd better collect them first, and after catching the big griffin, I will fly directly to the Temple of Meliteli to open the boxes.

After counting the harvest, the demon hunter put away the demon hunting notes with the expectation of passing through the next beast roar of the Way of Beast Roar.

The window of the room faces north.

The hot summer sky light slanted through the wooden window lattice, illuminating the dust in the air in the room.

When the demon hunter's eyes passed through the window and cast to the blue mountain in the distance, he suddenly thought of a question.

Nearly a week has passed, has the Wild Hunt gone to Ben Ader?