Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

No. 3 Ade?

Ianna's sudden outburst made everyone present startled at the same time, looking a little strange.

As the high priest of Meriteli Temple, Ianna's reaction seemed to be a bit excessive.

"I'm sorry, I'm rude." The old Duke also noticed the problem at this time, muttered a few times, bowed his head slightly to Aylin in apology, and diverted everyone's attention.

"It's okay." Aylin waved his hand. Although it was a bit offensive, the old Duke's words were not a compliment.

The old Duke nodded, looked up at the sky, then turned to look at Arthur: "It's really getting late, let's go back."

Arthur nodded and helped the old Duke get into the carriage.

Others stood at the door, ready to watch them leave.

Strangely, after Arthur sent the old Duke into the carriage, he stayed in it for a while before coming out, as if he was being ordered to do something.

"Bang~"

The carriage door was gently closed.

After Arthur got out of the car, he walked up to Aylin and asked, "Aylin, didn't you enter through the gate of Elland today?"

Aylin's heart suddenly tightened, and he subconsciously looked at Ianna, thinking that the news of his arrival had been leaked.

"It's only been a month. There are few people in the entire Elland who don't know our hero. If he comes in through the city gate, someone will definitely inform him before coming to the temple."

Arthur noticed his strangeness, smiled gently, and explained.

Aelin breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could say anything, Arthur's eyes suddenly glanced at Ianna and Nannick, and said meaningfully:

"The wizards' portal is very convenient, but you will miss a lot of wonderful scenery."

"Master Mason asked you not to rush to kill those monsters tomorrow, and just take a stroll around Elland."

"Huh?" Aylin tilted his head in confusion.

"You'll know tomorrow." Arthur laughed heartily a few times without explaining.

He bowed to the two ladies, nodded to Aylin, then got into the carriage and drove away with a whip.

"诱辱辱辘~"

The rolling wheels rolled over the scattered petals on the ground.

"The old Duke and Arthur are...what do you mean?"

Aylin watched the black carriage go away, then looked back at Ianna and Nannick in confusion.

"It's not a bad thing. You'll know when you go and take a look tomorrow." Nannick smiled softly.

"I won't say it. Arthur reminded us with his eyes just now," Ianna chuckled with a mischievous look in her eyes, and did not answer Aylin's doubts. "Let Lysa go with you, she is very interested in Aylin." Rand’s changes are familiar.”

"A group of Riddlers!" Aylin muttered, indeed becoming curious about Elland, who had been away for a month.

"Let's go," Ianna patted Aelin's shoulder and followed Nennik who was holding a lantern, "Lysa should have rescued those seven unlucky witchers from the curse."

"Absolutely." Aylin nodded and followed them, "Vesemir should be teaching them a lesson at this time. He has been enduring it for many days."

"Vesemir is superfluous. There are not many demon hunters who have turned into jade statues. They are as rare as your master demon hunter. They must be deeply impressed." Ianna chuckled twice and suddenly asked: "Yes Oh, I still don’t know how you did this?”

"Did you enter the ruins of an ancient elf and step into a trap?"

Aylin paused for a moment before continuing forward.

Yianna noticed this and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong, am I right? Although exploring the ruins is also tomb robbing, which is not moral."

"But at this time, it's not a problem. Whether you are from Ban A'de or Aretuza, you are all proud of it..."

"At least I won't kick you out of the temple because of this."

Aylin shook his head, then thought about it and didn't hide it.

"It's a wizard. We received a letter asking for help from a friend. When we went to rescue him, we passed by Ben Ad and was stared at by a wizard."

"Erni...are those seven young demon hunters...when Vesemir and I had other things to do and were not around, they were found at the door and were hit by the shape sealing device..."

Yianna's expression changed, she stopped suddenly, reached out and pinched his right hand.

Although it was sudden, the speed was not fast. Aylin could have avoided it, but he did not. Instead, he said softly:

"Vesemir and I were not injured at all. Everything has been resolved."

Ianna was unmoved. The gentle heat like a hot spring seeped into her right hand and spread all over Aylin's body. She only let go after finding that there was no problem.

"We can't take it lightly," Ianna breathed a sigh of relief and scolded, "For the sake of illusory rights, poisoning, abortion, curses, spreading rumors..."

"I've seen a lot of these things."

"Most of today's wizards are extreme and sinister, and they have made all the countries in the northern continent a mess..."

After hearing the straightforward words, Aylin couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise: "Aunt Ianna, you are the high priest of Meriteli Temple. Aren't you afraid of being known by others and causing disputes when you say such things? ?”

"Will you tell it?" Ianna asked.

"Then...of course not..." Aylin said quickly.

"That's alright," Yianna rolled her eyes, retracted her right hand and continued walking forward, "Besides, I'm an old woman who's about to die. What can those sewer rats who dare to do things but don't dare do anything to me do to me?"

"High Priest!" Even Nannick couldn't stand hearing it now, but it wasn't because of those words that disparaged the wizard, "You can live for a long time, how can you just talk nonsense!"

Nannick stared at Ianna with a pair of brown eyes.

Ianna looked nonchalant. After laughing twice, she narrowed her eyes and said with a smile:

"What? Do you really not want the position of high priest?"

"If you don't want it, then I'll give it to Lesa directly..."

"High Priest!" Nannick raised his eyebrows and scolded softly, "How can you say such a thing?"

"Serving the goddess Meriteri, the rights in this world are meaningless. Only the golden wheat field where the girl is fertile is the final destination..."

"Okay, okay..." Yianna seemed unable to resist and surrendered, "You are just too serious."

"You are too wanton."

Nannick said something in reply before holding the lantern and moving on.

Come to think of it, this somewhat outrageous topic seems to have been discussed many times.

However, Ailin pretended that he didn't have ears and followed behind silently.

Until Ianna turned back again and looked at him seriously:

"Are you really going to stop thinking about moving to Elland?"

Aylin was stunned for a moment and said: "This is something that the chief can decide..."

"Not even Blue Death, who was the master of the Wolf School of Demon Hunters half a year ago?" Ianna smiled.

Aylin smiled helplessly and shook his head in denial.

"What if you are the only one?" Ianna said, "Mason will definitely not mind having another monster advisor in his court. The whole of Elland welcomes you..."

Aylin was stunned and shook his head vigorously: "I am a demon hunter, a demon hunter of the Wolf School."

"Okay." Ianna was not dissatisfied with being rejected again, and the happy smile on her face became even bigger.

But even so, the group fell into silence for a while.

In the air, there was only the sound of boots stepping on stone slabs mixed with the chirping of insects.

"By the way, before I thank you, you spoke for me in front of the old Duke," Aylin suddenly said.

If it weren't for what Ianna said just now, how could the old Duke have spent such a large amount of money.

And judging from the tone of the old Duke and Arthur, many people this month - even the heirs of the old Duke - have complained about him awarding the knighthood to a demon hunter.

Without Ianna's words, it's possible that not only would the old Duke and Arthur's favorability soar as it does now, but it might even drop because of Aelin's outspokenness.

"It's just that many people in the temple know the news of our arrival." Seeing Ianna turn back with a smile, Aylin hesitated for a few seconds, "If you deceive the old Duke like this, won't there be any problems if the truth is known?"

"I mean, even if we are exposed, we demon hunters can walk away, but the temple has always been rooted in Ellan..."

"Aren't you going to clean up those corpse-eating creatures tomorrow?" Ianna interrupted him with a smile.

"Of course I'll go."

"You can't solve Elland's troubles like you promised?"

"Definitely. Two master demon hunters and seven demon hunters are more than enough to deal with some corpse-eating creatures."

"That's enough, Aylin." Ianna nodded slightly, "As for whether this will affect the temple..."

"Aelin, maybe you don't know that the Meriteri Temple was not built because of its dependence on Elland."

"On the contrary," Nannick, who was holding a candle, turned around and smiled lightly, but his eyes were full of pride and pride. "Thirteen years after the temple was established, Elland began to build the city."

"Dismode (the first king of Temeria) established his Kingdom of Temeria and included Elland in it, fifty years after the temple was established..."

"Aelin, it's not that Meritelli needs Elrand, but Elrand needs Meritelli."

There was no persuasive tone in the words of the two priestesses of the Temple of Meliteli, but they were spoken plainly and as a matter of course.

Aylin was stunned for a few seconds before he realized a problem.

All along, it was the old Duke who came to personally "invite" High Priest Ianna.

Whether it's arranging an exorcism ritual, or just like today, asking questions to urge the Wolf School to move...

Although he has placed the status of the Melitelli Cult in the world very high, it seems that it is not high enough.

It's just that Ianna and everyone in the temple have always been very kind to him, and the old Duke has always had a serious face.

He had the illusion that the status of the high priest was equal to that of Duke Elland, or even weaker.

In fact, the status of Meriteli Temple has always been very high, not only higher than Duke Mason of Elland, but even much higher than the king of Temeria.

At least……

This is it now.

Cross the beautifully decorated wooden bridge over the waterfall and wait until the sound of water gradually disappears.

Yianna suddenly said: "Since you are unwilling to move to Elland, let us find a way..."

"What can we do?" Aylin was stunned.

"How can the hero who saved Elland be framed by a rat in the gutter without any cost, right, Nannick?"

"Of course." Nannick held up the lamp and his tone was as calm as it should be, like a judge acting on behalf of the divine authority. "The lady said that if you accumulate good deeds, there will be good rewards, and if you do evil, there will be disaster."

"Aunt Ianna... Nannick..." Aylin's heart suddenly felt warm.

Nannick smiled.

"I said, we are... family!" Ianna showed a kind smile, messed up Ailin's hair, and hugged him gently, like a mother bird protecting her calf, hiding the chick under her wings.

She raised her head, frowned, and stared northward into the deepest darkness.

"Ban Ade... Ben Ade..."

"Let me think about how to avenge you..."

...

The next morning.

Under the King's City of Vengerburg.

Demaevi II, wearing a crown, stood in front of the portrait of the founder of Aedir, his eyes fixed on the portrait on horseback, as if he was appreciating the painter's skills.

But although there were candles in this basement, only a few were lit.

The dim environment and shadows made the portrait blurry and difficult to see clearly.

"Hasn't it come yet?" Demaevi held the high-backed chair with his right hand and did not look back.

"Your Majesty, the great griffin has not attacked yet." A servant went out to ask, and soon came back to reply respectfully.

"It hasn't come yet..." Demaevi II tapped his index finger restlessly.

He couldn't tell at this moment whether he was expecting the great griffin not to come so that he could dream longer, or whether he hoped it would come soon and wake him up from the dream of revival earlier.

Nobles, bankers, merchants, even ordinary citizens and farmers, and even himself seemed to have reached a critical value.

It could explode suddenly like the dwarf's gunpowder at any time.

I don't know how long it has been, but there is still no news from outside.

Demaevi II turned around irritably and was about to urge his servants to go out and inquire about the news.

"Thump, thump, thump~"

The sound of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, which made his heart sink suddenly.

At this moment, his brain was blank, and he felt dizzy and weightless, as if he had fallen into the abyss.

What was supposed to come finally came.

Fate never seemed to favor him. No matter how frugal he was, how hard he worked, how respectful he was to the wise and humble, and how he avoided all unfavorable legends and maxims... he could not escape the nightmare of being sucked blood and being suppressed.

Fate seemed to be mocking him.

What if a cruel and violent king suddenly died in Kaedwen?

What if he was replaced by a child?

The surprises of the past few months seemed like a bubble that turned into a beautiful dream.

But fate is fate, and fate cannot be resisted.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Are you okay..."

He was suddenly awakened by an anxious cry.

Pop~

He seemed to hear the sound of bubbles being popped.

"What's wrong?" Demawi II looked up and found that it was his intelligence minister Kurt, and was stunned.

The meeting before the king had been postponed to the afternoon because of the monster attack.

"What? Do you need to report the news of the Great Griffin's attack?" Demawi II smiled bitterly, and was about to pick up the wine glass on the table with his trembling right hand and take a big gulp, "Or do you have to persuade me too?"

"The Great Griffin didn't come, Your Majesty!" Kurt said quickly, "Your guess yesterday may be true!"

"And..."

Kurt paused:

"Ban Ade's wizards have infiltrated!"