Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

The 3rd Ade?

Staring into Lysa's pleading black eyes, for a moment, Arlin even thought he had agreed.

Why not?

Political leaders admire you, religious leaders love you, the whole city worships you and regards you as a hero in an epic, and all you have to do is your job - hunting monsters.

Why not?

Arlin took a deep breath.

The hot air at noon rushed into his nose, burning his vanity.

"Sorry, Lysa."

"Why?" Lysa's smile was a little far-fetched, and she asked hurriedly, "Everyone likes you so much, why don't you choose to stay?"

"You know my background very well, Arryn."

"Father attaches great importance to the nobles of Kaedwen. His loyalty to his country even exceeds his love for his wife and children. Since I was born, my father has fought against the vicious Aedirnians, the cruel elves, and even the people of Kaedwen who were forced into robbery by the king's heavy taxes for the king and Kaedwen..."

"Kaedwen's borders have expanded a lot because of this, but for nearly ten years after I was born, the time I could see my father each year did not add up to more than two months."

"My mother also quarreled with my father countless times because of this. Obviously, other Kaedwen nobles and knights always find He used the excuse of avoiding conscription, but he always said that it was his duty as a noble and knight to serve his master loyally. "

"So every time the king ordered, he always led his followers to charge forward, but he was not a person who liked war. In his spare time, he even enjoyed painting and writing poetry..."

"Do you know? Every time my father hugged me, I could smell the blood pickled in my soul."

"And in the end?"

"What happened to the knights and nobles who were loyal to the kingdom in the end?"

"Dad died, Mom died, Brother Aini, Brother Reid, Elijah, Bard, Quinn... Even Lady Rhea and Mr. Noel died..."

"This is the end of being loyal to Kaedwen!"

"Alin!"

"Kaedwen is not worthy of you at all!"

Lysa spoke very fast, like a string of bullets without any pause.

Tears flickered in her eyes, accumulating with the increasingly painful tone.

She must have remembered the past.

Ailin subconsciously extended his index finger to wipe away the tears of the little priest. After doing this action, he realized that it was a bit inappropriate.

However, the little priest only froze for a moment when his fingers touched the white skin like mutton fat, and there was no other reaction.

"I am not loyal to Kaedwen," he said softly, "but I am a demon hunter, a demon hunter of the Wolf School. Unless the school moves, I can't stay in Elland forever."

Lysa mistakenly thought that the Wolf School would punish the demon hunter who betrayed: "But you have Vera, I can see that she cares about you very much and regards you as an heir. Aunt Ianna and the old duke also like you very much. As long as you are willing to come here, how dare the Wolf School pursue it?"

"I can also find my aunt, the family is familiar with Gui in Temeria..."

"It's not because of this. The school doesn't care about the betrayal of demon hunters," Ailin shook his head and interrupted Lysa, "but I am a demon hunter, my kind are all in the Wolf School, that's my home."

Lysa opened her lips, as if she wanted to say something.

But he waited for a long time, and she didn't say a word. She turned around disappointedly and walked past the three-story red brick building, slowly walking towards the Temple of Meliteli.

Ailin was stunned for a moment, and slowly followed.

There were many people leaving the temple at noon, but few could recognize Ailin in his mercenary uniform.

The quiet atmosphere, which was completely different from the city center, cooled his vanity again, and his slightly shaken will became firm again.

In this era, public opinion is very easy to manipulate, and it is almost costless to falsify facts for the lower class.

Although he is now seen, heard, and felt that he is being praised very highly by Elland, in fact, as long as the upper nobles slightly change their statements, everyone will not shout and beat him, but it is inevitable that the fanatical atmosphere will cool down immediately, followed by indifference, and then hostility.

Is this really impossible?

That's not necessarily the case.

Don't forget that the old duke was still complaining about his "unlearned" son last night, and the old duke...

He is already very old.

Thinking of this, Ailin calmed down completely.

The slightly intoxicated warm wind blew the old trees on both sides of the road, and the swaying shadows of the trees paved the golden road ahead.

Halfway through, we could see the benevolent and divine statue at the entrance of the temple.

"Last night..." Lysa suddenly spoke, but only said two words.

"What happened last night?" Alin tilted his head.

The girl did not look at him, but stared blankly at the flickering light spots on the ground.

"Last night I lifted the curse, those living demon hunters who were cursed into jade statues by wizards..."

"Green leather armor, green sword."

"Small, less than half a meter, held in the hand, cold and stiff."

"Just like..."

The girl closed her eyes: "Just like a dead thing."

Alin was silent.

"They are all about your age, and they are also professional demon hunters, but because of a spell, they didn't even have the chance to resist, and their lives stopped at that moment, and they were completely unable to move."

"At that time, several terrible thoughts suddenly came to my mind..."

"What would happen if these jade statues were taken back by the wizard?"

"Will they be tortured like prisoners, will they be disemboweled and studied as rumored, or...will they die in obscurity like my father..."

"What if..." The girl paused and tilted her head to look at Ailin.

Ailin also looked at her speechlessly. He saw fear flowing in her eyes, trembling fear.

"What if the jade statue is you?"

"It won't be mine." Ailin said, "On the contrary, it was me who saved Erni and the others."

"It definitely won't be you?"

"It definitely won't!" Ailin looked straight into the girl's eyes, his eyes firm.

With his current strength, there may be someone in this world who can defeat him and kill him, but absolutely no one, including wizards, can turn him into a jade statue without resistance.

And this is only half a year. Time is on his side, and he will become stronger and stronger.

"That's good." The girl's eyes dodged and looked down at the upper of the gray cloth shoes, "That's good."

Ailin looked at the girl's lost look and wanted to say something else.

But after thinking about it, he finally chose to shut his mouth, looked at the road under his feet, and slowly moved forward.

Just like that, in silence, the two returned to the temple.

"Going to the cafeteria?" Ailin asked, standing under the statue at the entrance of the temple.

"No," Lisa shook her head, "I have to go back first."

"Okay, thank you for showing me the way this morning, I'm very happy."

"Just don't blame me for ruining your mood." Lisa smiled bitterly, "I don't know why I said that just now..."

"But even so, I still think you said something wrong..."

"Which one?" Ailin was puzzled.

"Erin!" Lysa looked at him solemnly, her tone extremely serious, "Your kind are not just Kaer Morhen, or Kaer Sirens, Gusswid, Heinkaveh... the demon hunters in these fortresses."

"You are human."

"There are your kind everywhere in the northern continent, Vesemir is, Nenneke is, Sister Eanna is, Lady Vera is, I... I am too..."

"Since Kaer Morhen can be your home, there must be other places that can be."

"Elland, Meliteli Temple, so many people like you, I... we can all be your family."

"You still have a lot of time in Elland."

"Important decisions are not urgent so early."

After speaking.

Lysa did not wait for Erin to reply, or perhaps she did not dare to listen to his answer, and ran into the temple like escaping.

"I am also human..."

Erin was stunned for a while, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

...

"Hu~Hu~"

Panting, Lysa and Erin said goodbye at the temple gate, and trotted all the way back to their dormitory.

It was a house similar to the longhouse that several demon hunters had rented in the Temple of Meliteli, and there lived many children of similar status to Lysa.

However, it was dinner time at this time, and the longhouse was empty.

"Bang~"

After closing the door, Lysa leaned against the wooden door with her right hand on her heaving chest.

At this moment.

In her mind, there was only the sound of her heart beating violently, and everything else was blank.

I don't know how long it took.

The sound of laughter and noise gradually came from outside the door.

Only then did she come back to her senses from the empty space.

"Hu~"

Take a deep breath, wait for the heart to return to normal rhythm, and open your eyes.

In front of her was a very simple room, with a bed, a clothes hanger, a table, and a cabinet, all of which were the simplest furniture without patterns.

Not only was it far different from the room of the viscount's daughter in her vague memory, which was full of various precious dolls and oil paintings.

It was even worse than the house that Shadia built in the abandoned mine with illusions and magic.

It couldn't be said that way.

Maybe it was because of the magic, or because of some kind of compensation psychology of Shadia.

Her "room" in the abandoned mine should be much better than the one in the castle, because she remembered that there were many elf-style dolls beside the bed.

These were not toys that a viscount could afford, even if he was really willing to give everything for his daughter.

"If you are really willing to give everything, you should live well..."

The memory of death attacked her again, and the girl muttered and sighed softly.

At that time.

Her father had the opportunity to escape with her, but he gave up.

Because of the ridiculous knight's creed? Or did he still have some expectations for Haxo? Or was he essentially a coward who dared not and was unwilling to face the pursuit from his loyal master for a lifetime?

She didn't know.

After her mother died in front of her, she thought about this question countless times, but she never figured out the answer, and she probably never could figure it out.

After all, the dead can't speak, never.

That's not right, wizards are strictly prohibited from necromancy, and the advent ceremony of the high priest is fine.

But she didn't even know where his body was...

Thinking wildly in her mind, Lysa walked to the clean wooden table, opened the drawer skillfully, and took out a wooden sculpture from it.

A human-shaped wooden sculpture, carved with a warrior carrying two swords.

If Aylin was here at this time, he would find that this wooden sculpture is very similar to the ones he saw in the market in the square during the day.

The only difference is that a few words on the base of the wooden sculpture "Hero of Elland - Demon Hunter Master Aylin" have been changed with a carving knife, and the changed words are obviously much more beautiful than the original words, with some elegant style of Ain Sheed.

Lesa stared blankly for a while, her slender index finger just gently caressing the wooden sculpture's face, and the usual random thoughts in her mind gradually disappeared.

Then she suddenly took out a carving knife from the drawer.

"Duh~duh~duh~"

Sawdust spilled.

When she stopped, the words on the base of the wooden carving had changed to "Lysa's Hero - Human Aelin", and the traces on the back were obviously much newer than the front.

"good."

Lesa nodded with satisfaction, but after a few glances, her mood dropped again.

Sighing, she blew the wood chips off the table, then carefully placed the wooden sculpture on the wooden table, crossed her hands on her chest, and prayed:

"Praise to the mother of all things, the god of fertility, harvest and childbirth, the eternal maiden, mother, and guardian of the old woman. The believer Lysa prays that you will protect the hunter...humanity...no...or the demon hunter Aelin..."

"Praise to the Mother of All, the God of fertility, harvest and childbirth..."

Amidst the prayers, a gentle sigh came from somewhere, but no one knew it.

…

On the other side of the temple not far away...

The protagonist of the girl's prayer did not know at this moment that while someone hung him on the door in the hope that he would not be disturbed by evil spirits, someone also locked him in a drawer and prayed that the gods she devoutly believed in would use their divine power to pay attention to him and protect him.

Aylin, who had just finished lunch, was thinking about what to do in the afternoon.

The official time agreed upon with the old Duke for hunting was tomorrow. If it was temporarily changed to the afternoon, the old Duke would definitely be fine with it.

But the mobilization of the demon hunting army takes time, and Vesemir is still training the young demon hunters. The young demon hunters still need to adapt to the body after the transformation sealing curse is lifted. As for letting him go hunting demons alone, that's fine. It's not impossible, but he obviously can't bring himself to do it.

and……

While walking towards the longhouse where the witcher lived, Aylin suddenly had an idea.

"It's only been two days since the evening when Ben Ad was attacked by the Wild Hunt. Do you want to take a look?"

As soon as this idea emerged, it immediately occupied his mind.

After all, both the current situation of Ban Ade Academy and the information about the Wild Hunt are very important to him.

It's about Aelin's assessment of the strength of his two greatest enemies.

Especially in Wild Hunt, the strength of the Ain Els is simply a mystery to him, and the content in the previous games and the original work has no credibility at all.

After all, a few spells can destroy the city, but the Wild Hunt cannot catch Ciri, who can only ride a horse in the original book. In the battle to defend Kaer Morhen, she fought with the cold weapons of the girl-hunting team almost the entire process.

Somewhat outrageously.

Without the great gryphon, it would definitely not work if it took nearly a month to go back and forth.

But now...

It didn't take the Great Griffin an hour to fly from Vengerberg to Elland, and he still had a whole afternoon... No... The Great Griffin found the way, and he had almost half a day and a whole night.

As long as nothing unexpected happens, it’s totally doable!