Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

The anger in the cry woke Aylin up directly.

"I actually fell asleep!"

He got up in surprise, but found that Vesemir was still half-kneeling on the ground meditating.

There was no sign of the great griffin in the sky.

Obviously.

The cry that woke him up did not come from the powerful field of favor when the great griffin returned.

"I am... having a nightmare?" Aylin was puzzled, but he vaguely felt that it was not a dream, but more like a response, like the echo of a person shouting in an empty valley.

Could it be the "language of the wild"?

Looking back on the experience before "falling asleep", he could only think of this possibility.

The demon hunter smacked his lips, and there was still a faint chill at the root of his tongue, as if he had drunk a sip of clear spring water in the mountains, and his mind was clear.

"Perception seems to have improved a lot..."

[Name: Ailin]

[Level: 58]

[HP: 100%, PH 640/640, MAP 780/780]

[Attributes: STR 70, AGI 61, CON 63, PER 80 (+3), MYSTERY 79]

[Affinity: Water 16 (Magic Source·Water 6%), Earth 12 (Magic Source·Earth 2%), Wind 10 (Magic Source·Wind 0%), Fire 7, Space 2]

"Hmm? It's improved by three points!"

Shocked, Ailin quickly looked up at the angle of the sun and estimated the time...

"Two hours! I only 'slept' for two hours, and it's improved by three points!"

Three points of perception is certainly not much, it's just the degree of change that can be felt, and drinking a portion of the essence of a large monster can increase the attribute value by multiples of three points.

But!

But!

"Beast Roar: Rage" only improves four points in a week. In comparison, the effect of practicing "Beast Roar: Words of the Wild" for more than two hours is simply amazing.

"No, if the effect is really that strong, it must be discovered when practicing for the first time in Kaer Morhen, but the progress at that time was as slow and difficult as "Beast Roar: Rage", or even slower..."

"What's going on!"

Aylin widened his eyes, unbelievable.

"Huh? Aylin, you..."

Vesemir's voice suddenly interrupted him.

Aylin looked in the direction of the voice.

The Demon Hunter Master was standing up with his knees, looking at him strangely.

"Master Vesemir, I'm sorry to bother you..."

Before he finished speaking, Aylin suddenly shuddered and subconsciously looked up.

A black dot appeared in the cloudless sky in the southwest, quickly enlarged, and a faint smell of blood gradually appeared in the air.

The Great Griffin has returned!

Aylin was stunned when he saw the figure of the Great Griffin.

Could it be that the cry in the "dream" just now was really from the griffin?

"What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean by disturbing or not? Get on the horse!" Vesemir hurriedly untied the reins and jumped on the horse's back.

"Cry——"

The cry, which was full of anger and exactly the same as in the "dream", frightened the huge birch forest and made the creatures and monsters hide.

Ailin's mind was blank for a few seconds, and almost following his body's instinct, he turned on the horse and followed Vesemir in the direction of the griffin's flight, galloping away.

"Da Da Da~"

Under the comfort of the Yaxi seal, the horse galloped under the shadow of the griffin.

The rapid sound of horse hooves echoed in the lush forest, and countless grasses and trees turned into afterimages and were thrown behind.

"Didn't you meditate just now?" Vesemir shouted in the wind.

Carrot would chase Vesemir by himself, so Ailin was a little distracted.

He was thinking back to the "dream" he had just had, and he shuddered when he heard Vesemir calling him.

"Ah... yes." Aylin said, "I was... I was thinking about something..."

"I knew it," Vesemir laughed, "The Great Griffin came a little earlier than expected. If you were meditating, I should have woken up first."

"It's only been half a day, how could the perception that has just been improved be surpassed so quickly."

Sometimes the demon hunter master is very competitive, like a child.

Aylin followed with a perfunctory laugh.

But in fact, Vesemir's current perception is 84 points, only 4 points more than Aylin.

These 4 points, if he can figure out why the effect of "Beast Roar: Words of the Wild" has improved by leaps and bounds, it will only take two or three hours.

The key is...

"Why is there such rapid progress?"

In addition...

"How did I do it? I heard the cry of the returning great griffin so early, and it seemed to ring in my mind?"

The Way of Beast Roar seemed to be able to do more than he imagined.

Alin put his mind on "Beast Roar: The Language of the Wild" again.

He had a strong premonition that the way he practiced the Way of Beast Roar before was actually the dumbest and least efficient one. Just like a math problem has many solutions, but he chose to exhaust them.

To be honest, he had a few guesses and wanted to try them out.

However, the bumpy horseback always interrupted the heart just as it pumped out the golden energy in the blood.

Alin's attainments in the Way of Beast Roar were still too shallow.

"I can only try again after catching the great griffin or after I lose it."

He sighed in his heart and looked up.

Through the narrow gap between the lush branches and leaves, the fiery red figure that covered the sky and the sun was quickly pulling away from them.

"Of course, it would be better if we could catch up."

Unfortunately not.

Walking on the ground is still much slower than flying in the sky.

After probably chasing for less than half an hour, the two demon hunters gradually pulled on the reins and stopped.

The great griffin in the sky was only a black spot as big as a thumb, and it quickly disappeared among the branches and leaves.

Of course, what's more important is that in front of the two horses, where there are sparse trees, there is a cliff that is at least thirty meters deep.

"There is no way out again." Vesemir sighed and turned around, "Aelin, there is good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear?"

"Is there any difference?"

The witcher immediately stepped forward and looked along the cliff to both sides, trying to find the way to the other side here.

It's a pity that no matter which side it is on, after extending for twenty or thirty meters, it is hidden in the thick trees and can no longer be seen.

Speaking of which, the terrain is actually quite similar to the valley where Viscount Hudson's abandoned mine is located.

"Of course there is a difference..." Vesemir smiled and said directly, "The good news is that..."

He raised his index finger and pointed at the towering mountains not far away.

"Adria Mountain is only two or three thousand meters away from here at most. As long as we get over this cliff, we will probably be able to reach the foot of Adria Mountain the day after tomorrow."

"Well, that's indeed good news," Aylin nodded, "What about the bad news?"

"I just observed the flight direction and posture of the Great Griffin. That beast must live on the cliff. Even if we get to the foot of the mountain the day after tomorrow, it will probably take more time to find its nest." Vesemir looked at Yunzhe. The graceful distant mountains shrouded in mist sighed helplessly.

Aelin was silent.

An unreasonable piece of monster knowledge:

Most ordinary griffins live on the cliffs of towering mountains. Although the great griffon is much stronger than ordinary griffins and also nests among the mountains, it just likes the environment of hard stone walls, and the altitude of its nest is Often not high.

There is another saying in monstrosology that it is precisely because the Great Griffin is strong enough that it can scare other predators away from them just by relying on the blessing and coercion of Chaos Magic Power.

So there is no need to build a nest high up.

It was also because of this knowledge of monsters that they made the decision to follow the flight path of the great griffon. If it were a griffon, they might have given up.

But now.

Although the behavior of the great griffon is a bit strange, Vesemir, who has rich experience and has become a master demon hunter by hunting griffons, said so.

Then this judgment is probably correct.

"Before yesterday, of course we could hunt for as long as we wanted until we caught up with it, but now..."

Vesemir shook his head, and then advised:

"Looking at Vilgefortz, Ban A'de must have suffered heavy losses last night. Even if Aedirn negotiates a peace with the Great Griffin, he probably won't have the energy to cause trouble for us..."

After hearing this, Aylin raised his head and looked at the Adria Mountains in the distance, and was not in a hurry to answer.

Vesemir actually has a point.

But the two countries retreated and negotiated peace. Because of Ban Ade's vision last night, it was only a possibility that the Wolf School would not be involved.

But if the war situation is maintained, it will inevitably involve most of Kadwin and Ben Ader's power.

The two are completely different to the Wolf School.

In addition, there is another point that the Witcher Master avoided, and it is possible that he did not even think it was possible.

If we give up here and wait for a trip to Elland for two weeks...or leave a portal coordinate here and come back a week later, will this big griffon really still be here?

If you miss this opportunity, how long do you have to wait to meet the next monster you like?

Aylin does not deny that he has selfish motives, but having a flying monster is of great significance to him and the Wolf School.

"It's still early and noon hasn't arrived yet. Let's find a way to pass this cliff nearby. As for giving up..." Aylin took a deep breath and said, "I'll think about it again."

Vesemir nodded slightly, patted his shoulder, and said nothing more.

He knew Aylin's character and abilities, and he didn't have to make a choice for Aylin like he did with Ernie and the others.

Aylin has already started his career and will make the most appropriate decision, one that is better than all the possibilities he can think of.

Just like last night, if they listened to what he said and went to rescue people without making any preparations, they might have become the eighth or ninth jade statue just after meeting the two warlocks.

"Da da da~"

The sound of horse hooves slows down, but the efficiency does not.

The terrain of mountain peaks and cliffs is much easier to judge than that of rivers.

Vesemir suggested leaving, but with experience, it only took him half an hour to find the high ground and clearly see the terrain of the cliff.

Then it took less than ten minutes to find a natural stone bridge.

There is a two-step wide gap in the middle of the stone bridge, and two horses can easily jump across it.

It was just past noon when Vesemir marked the location on the atlas and arrived on the other side of the cliff in the Great Griffin's flight path.

But in fact, today's hunt is over.

As mentioned before, there is no big griffon to "lead the way", and you can't find the big griffon's lair just by feeling.

Vesemir pulled the reins, took a few glances at the iconic surroundings, and marked the distance on the map in his mind.

"Have you thought about it?" he asked.

"I have another way." Ailin was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly got off the horse, "You can give it a try."

Vesemir sighed and shook his head helplessly, but did not stop him.

Aierlin did not care.

After all, the reason why Vesemir opposed it was because there was not enough time.

But the lack of time was not because time was really tight, but because too much time was wasted.

There was only half an hour a day, at most an hour to chase the griffin, how could time not be tight?

After getting off the horse, he first took a deep breath according to a guess in his heart, and then...

"Fir..."

Ancient and elegant syllables sounded in the empty mountains and forests.

"Buzz~"

"Buzz~"

The two school badges hummed.

The golden brown ripples that only demon hunters could see, like rippling river water, quickly spread to the surroundings with the demon hunter as the center of the circle.

In a circle with a radius of 50 meters, the auras of countless creatures appeared in his mind.

Crows on birch trees hide behind green leaves, squirrels cool off in tree holes, gray rabbits avoid black snakes, earthworms ten meters underground dig fertile soil...

He can influence all these animals through "wild language" and even communicate with them in a simple way, but it is meaningless in finding the way.

Summer insects cannot talk about ice.

Simple The simpler the creature, the easier it is to control, but at the same time the more confused its thinking is. Ailin can make a rabbit relax, stop, and stretch out its claws, but he can't let it point the way.

Not only because these simple-minded beasts were scared to a blank mind when the great griffin flew over, but also because they were not as "smart" as in many fantasy novels in the previous life.

They have no concept of "direction" or "position" at all. If they are given an order to lead the way to the great griffin's nest, they will only turn around.

Of course, it is also possible that Ailin's own attainments in this area are not enough.

"It's not possible..." Ailin felt it for a while, ordered the crow, squirrel, gray rabbit and black snake to come, and found that there was no change from the past, so he cancelled the wild language.

Then he took a deep breath, and under Vesemir's dark golden cat eyes widened, like a curious baby's doubtful gaze.

Gently squatted down and knelt on the ground.

Closed his eyes...

"Plop~"

"Plop~"

The heart once again slowed down the beating speed with a unique rhythm.

In an instant.

Golden light spots appeared in the blood.

He noticed the difference.

After restraining the sleepiness that suddenly emerged and gradually became stronger.

He heard some very small voices, like a mother, gentle, kind, bright...

It was these voices that he couldn't detect the first time that coaxed him to sleep, making him feel that he was lying in the most comfortable and safe cradle in the world at this moment.

When they noticed that he was unwilling to rest, these subtle and gentle voices scolded him, thinking that Ailin did not understand, but they coaxed him lovingly with the ancient words that he understood as soon as he heard them:

"Child, what do you want?"

The demon hunter said in his heart without hesitation: "Big Griffin, I..."

Before he finished speaking.

"Cry——"

The demon cried in Adria in the east.