Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

"Ai Lin, then..."

Vesemir didn't finish his words.

"Rumble~"

A low abnormal sound resounded from the heart, and the palpitations suddenly intensified, as if a sleeping dragon opened its eyes and was looking for uninvited guests.

"Buzz~"

The wolf emblem buzzed violently.

It took a while before the auroras, strange noises and heart palpitations stopped at the same time.

Vesemir turned his head and glanced at Aylin, his face serious.

He had seen the aurora, which was in the polar snowfield further north than the Wyvern Mountains in Henforth. In the past hundred years, he had only been there once by boat for a certain commission.

The light shone in the sky like the lightest and softest veil, but such a sight would never appear in Aedirn or Kaedwen.

Not to mention the unspeakable intense heart palpitations and abnormal sounds.

This must be a spell!

But what kind of magic and battle can create such power to change the sky?

Vesemir frowned and took out the atlas to draw.

The dots of charcoal drew straight from the direction where they were now in the direction of the aurora, passing many cities and villages along the way.

But unconsciously, the black pen tip reached the edge of the map page before stopping.

That is the city of wizards and wizards - Ben Ad.

"It should be Ben Ade." Aylin looked at the sky.

The low-hanging sky seems to still have a dark red twisted light.

What was expected finally seemed to happen, and the Wild Hunt found another enemy of the Wolf School.

But at this moment, there was no joy in Ailin's heart.

"Ban Ad..." Vesemir murmured in a low voice, "Are you sure? This is at least a thousand kilometers away from that..."

"What kind of spell can be separated by a thousand kilometers and still have such an amazing impact?"

Aylin remained silent and did not answer.

He knew Vesemir didn't really want an answer.

The master witcher felt that his throat was dry.

Aylin's judgment has always been correct, but at this moment he sincerely did not want to believe this possibility.

Because if it was really the movement coming from Ben Ad, it would prove that Aylin’s statement all along was correct.

Wild Hunt is really here for his apprentice!

Thinking of what happened to Floating Port and Elland, and thinking of the vision just now...

No matter which party caused the aurora, strange noises and heart palpitations, it all showed that the strength of those skeleton knights flying in the sky was so powerful that it was despairing.

"We still have time, Master Vesemir, we still have time," Aylin took a deep breath, "Ernesto went to ask Ivar Evil Eye of the Viper School, and he should have arrived in Nasser by now. , if nothing else, we will be able to see them before May next year.”

"He has spent his whole life thinking about how to deal with the Wild Hunt. There must be some way."

"Duke Mason of Elland hates the Hunt, and Temeria is on our side."

"After this incident, not only the northern countries will see the threat from the Wild Hunt, but also the Ben Ade Academy was attacked, and the Warlock Brotherhood will definitely not be able to pretend that nothing happened..."

Aylin looked at Vesemir with firm eyes:

"Today Ben Ad faced the Wild Hunt, and there will definitely be a lot of casualties. Coupled with the war with Aedirn, there will be even fewer hostile eyes towards the school."

"Erni and Krall are improving rapidly. When we return to Kaer Morhen, there will be at least twenty apprentices who can pass the mountain trial."

"Time is on our side."

Vesemir was convinced, and his frown eased.

"It doesn't matter so much, Ben Ad is too far away from us," he nodded, turned and walked towards the hotel: "Look at how well those little brats Kun En are practicing. If they dare to perfunctory, I must let them nice!"

Vesemir's tone was cheerful, and it seemed that the great changes that might have occurred in Ben Ad had nothing to do with them.

But he didn't notice it.

The moment he turned around, Ai Lin, who said "time is on our side", the relief on his face disappeared instantly.

His mouth opened and closed several times, but no sound came from it.

"It's time..."

Some people sighed in their hearts.

"Squeak~"

The old door panel at the hotel door creaked.

The huge changes that had just occurred did not affect the atmosphere in the tavern.

The ale in the wine glass remained motionless. The drinkers were chatting about trivial matters behind the former village house. The elderly woman was still wiping the bowl. After seeing the two demon hunters coming in, her numb expression became flattering again. .

"Tonight there will be fresh mushroom soup, cheese, brown bread, croutons, and jerky..."

"Didn't you feel the... uh... strangeness just now?" Vesemir interrupted in surprise.

The elderly woman subconsciously wiped her hands on the gray cloth with a blank expression: "Change? What change?"

"Nothing," Vesemir and Aylin looked at each other and shook their heads, "Fried white bread cubes, cheese and mushroom soup, nine portions will be ready and will be served soon."

"Okay!" The woman instantly forgot the strange question just now and smiled happily.

These three kinds of food are the most expensive in the store.

He looked at the woman's back as she opened the curtain behind the counter, and then glanced at the other people in the hotel.

Vesemir lifted a candle lamp from the stairs and walked towards the stairs, tilting his head and whispering:

"It seems that only people with magical powers can feel the strange noise just now."

"Maybe it's some kind of spiritual magic, or maybe it's some kind of change related to the nature of the elements..."

"The impact may not be as big as we think."

Aelin nodded.

If ordinary people couldn't feel the obvious difference just now, the reaction of the nobles and the king might indeed be much slower, and there would be many variables.

"That red light in the sky lasts for a long time."

"Ordinary people may not be able to see it because it is dark and they have rested too early, but those nobles with guards should be able to observe..."

Ailin's tone suddenly stopped.

Accompanied by the creaking footsteps of old and disrepaired wood, it stopped abruptly.

The second floor of the hotel was silent except for the echo of their footsteps as they arrived.

But it was this quietness that made them feel uneasy.

With their keen perception, the eight demon hunters can always make some noises, how could it seem like it is uninhabited?

The golden and red candles flickered, and the weak light only illuminated the darkness less than three meters around the two demon hunters.

The darkness beyond the candlelight seemed like a vicious beast lurking.

Aelin and Vesemir frowned and put their hands on the silver swords at their waists.

"Dong dong dong~"

There was a knock on the wooden door of the room near the stairs.

No one answered.

The second room, the third room, the fourth room... are all like this.

Vesemir frowned tightly and glanced at Aelin.

Aylin fiddled with it a few times and opened Krall's door. There was no one in the house. Although things were arranged in a messy manner, there were no signs of fighting.

The same was true for several other rooms, as if seven witchers had agreed to go out at the same time.

"Clay, Ajax, and Xio may go out unruly, but Erni and Krall will never leave without saying goodbye." Aylin pursed his lips and walked to the window of Krall's room.

No footprints, no signs of climbing.

But it's not surprising.

If there were traces, there was no way there wasn't even a hint of a fight in the house.

"Dong dong dong~"

There were footsteps from the stairwell, and an elderly woman came up carrying a large basket of food.

"Hey, why are the two guests standing in the stairwell? Well, where are the others?" The woman saw that all seven doors were opened, but there was no one inside.

"Didn't they come downstairs today?" Aylin asked expressionlessly without answering the question.

"No...no..." The woman seemed to notice something was wrong and put down the food basket, "There should be none, but maybe I didn't see it..."

Didn’t see it…

If the seven people didn't deliberately hide it and walked down the wooden stairs in disrepair together, how could they have hidden it from the people on the first floor.

But I didn’t go downstairs, but I didn’t leave the window...

Is it possible that seven living people could disappear out of thin air?

"Do you need help finding guards?"

"No."

"Then these foods..." The woman nervously clenched her calloused fingers.

Vesemir glanced.

The wooden basket was covered with a clean white cloth, steaming steam rose, and the rich fragrance of fat and mushroom soup filled the corridor.

"Leave it here, the fee will be deducted directly from the deposit."

"Okay." The woman smiled broadly, and the texture on her face wrinkled, making her look older.

She turned around and was about to go downstairs when she suddenly thought of something: "By the way, a couple came here in the afternoon."

"Couple?" The two demon hunters looked at each other.

"Don't you know each other?" The old woman pursed her dry lips, "Those two people are really beautiful, and they are also wearing expensive clothes. As soon as they entered, the whole restaurant seemed to be much brighter, and everyone was stunned. ”

"But before I could say anything, two people walked up the stairs. They must be looking for your...er...companion, right?"

"They may have gone out to play with those two people, and they may come back tomorrow."

"They didn't make any noise after they went upstairs?" Vesemir frowned and asked.

"Motion? What movement?"

"It's nothing," Aylin said, "They should have gone out to play."

"It's okay," the old woman seemed relieved, "Those children are really going out to play with acquaintances, and they don't know how to leave a message..."

Muttering long-windedly, the old woman went downstairs.

The atmosphere on the second floor was even more solemn.

During the day, seven demon hunters who were already considered to be quite good were taken away quietly without disturbing anyone.

How did those two "couples" do it? Who are they?

"I'll look for more traces," Aylin said.

Vesemir nodded gloomily, as if he was in the tranquility before a volcanic eruption: "I will also search. You will start from Clay's room, and I will start from Krall's room."

Aylin nodded, and with a thought, he started the search.

On the dark corridor floor, many red shoe prints suddenly appeared. In addition to the standard leather boots of the demon hunter, two pairs of distinctive marks were highlighted when Aylin noticed them.

Aelin crouched down and focused on the tracks closest to them.

In an instant.

The red ribbons that make up your footprints flew up and turned into points of light, forming two pairs of tall and slender red legs that were only below the knees.

Step by step, they walked up the stairs and stopped at the door of Clay's room without going in.

Then two or three seconds later, he walked from Clay's room to Ernie's room, and then to all the other young witchers.

They did not enter any of the young witchers' houses, staying only for a few seconds each time, as if they were really just visiting friends, saying a few words of personal kindness and then leaving.

But how can a demon hunter who has never come down from the mountain have any human friends?

"Dong dong dong~"

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.

Aelin walked into Clay's room silently.

About one meter away from the door, the red footprints of a witcher's standard leather boots attracted him.

When he focused his attention, Clay's calf, which was composed of red light spots, appeared and quickly became smaller after a second.

Eventually it became smaller than his little finger.

Aylin walked to Krall's room with an ugly expression on his face.

Vesemir had just started searching, squatting down and carefully observing the texture of the dust on the ground.

"No need to look for it, Vesemir."

The master witcher was stunned for a moment and looked up in confusion.

"It was the wizard, Ben Ad's wizard, who abducted Ernie and the others!"

"How did you know?" Vesemir asked subconsciously.

Although the possibilities are slim, haven't they just begun to identify the traces?

How did you come to this conclusion in less than two minutes?

Aylin pointed to the ground, the mottled wooden board behind Vesemir: "The Transformation Sealing Curse, there is a wizard...and a very powerful wizard. He used the Transformation Sealing Curse on Erni and the others, and they were Taken away."

The Shape-Sealing Curse, or the Human Body Compression Technique.

This is a powerful spell that can envelop the caster in a jade shell and shrink it to a "statue" that can be held in the palm of the hand.

Only a powerful sorcerer can cast this spell.

This spell allows the caster to trap someone they want to capture without having to worry about them escaping, and can be carried around and easily concealed.

The reason Aylin was able to identify this spell at a glance was because he had seen it in the original novel in his previous life and was very impressed by it.

During the coup on Thanede Island, Francesca Findabé used the spell to compress Yennefer, sneaking her off the island and transporting her to Dol Bretanna. After 47 days of compression, Francesca lifted the spell and asked her to join the sorceresses' coven.

"Transformation sealing spell?" Vesemir blinked in confusion.

"Ms. Vera told me about this spell, so I know it..."

While telling irrelevant lies and describing the effects of the spell, Aylin led Vesemir along the calves of the "wizard" who appeared again in the corridor to the door of the master witcher's room.

Before Vesemir could step forward to open the door, Aylin took out the wire tied to his belt and flicked it on the door lock.

The door was opened.

After the red calf entered the door, he stayed in front of the low table beside the bed for a few seconds, and then turned back.

Aylin did not pursue him.

Because there was an expensive piece of chiffon paper placed on the low table, with aristocratic cursive writing on it:

Dear Master Vesemir:

Please meet at noon tomorrow in the birch forest 800 meters north of the village.

Vilgefortz of Logoeven.