Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

This is not the icon room, so the treasure chest can be put aside for now.

The memory crystals of the immortals are related to the Wild Hunt. Without the ancient words, it is difficult to say what the final harvest will be.

Therefore, Aylin, who is bedridden, actually has only one choice - the memory of the warlock.

"Actually, it should be a warlock's skill..."

Recalling the process of using "Witcher's Memory" a few months ago, Brett and Fredika's memories are just the carrier of the skill, and all the pictures that appear when using it are closely related to a core skill.

Therefore, the "memory" dropped by killing intelligent creatures is actually quite similar to the skill book in the previous game.

"It's just that the process is not necessarily beautiful..."

Brett's memory was actually pretty good back then. It was just training, and it would take a little longer at most.

But Fredica...that damn beast...his memory was nothing short of tainted.

For many days after using that memory, he had no appetite and was particularly short-tempered.

"Praise to the goddess Meriteri. I hope these wizards can be normal. It's best to have an ancient language expert..."

Aelin took a deep breath.

"Ding! Do you want to use the warlock's memory..."

"Zi~"

Suddenly there was a harsh sound in his mind, like sandpaper rubbing against glass.

Then his body's center of gravity suddenly became unbalanced.

After a moment of trance, Ai Lin suddenly appeared in a classroom.

There are black stone slabs with symbols painted on them, irregularly arranged tables and chairs, cracked bones of ancient reptiles crawling on the roof, mysterious purple crystal lamps flashing in the eye sockets, etchings spread out on the table, and runes on the It squirmed like snakes and insects...

He was in class at Ben Ard's Academy as if he were an ordinary apprentice wizard.

"This feeling is really strange..."

Aelin thought.

If it weren't for the Demon Hunter's Notes, he would never have been able to sit in a wizard academy classroom like this and listen to lessons from senior wizards.

"Why don't you take a nap now?" A childish voice suddenly came from beside you.

Aylin followed the sound and saw a sleepy-eyed boy of about eleven or twelve years old, or a wizard apprentice.

It seems that the class has not started yet. There are a group of little boys lying in the classroom, scrambling to sleep.

Aylin was a little dazed watching this scene, as if he had returned to his past student days when he was overwhelmed by test papers, homework, and exams.

Orphans have no money for tutoring, so in order to get ahead, they have to spend more time on their studies than their classmates from well-off families. But because they are poor, they have to pick up discarded bottles and cans at night and lack sleep, so every day during class Every second is precious rest time.

Only in this way can you concentrate and learn more during class.

"Do wizard apprentices in other worlds also have academic pressure?"

Some indescribable emotion lingered like a damp mist.

"I won't sleep anymore!" Aylin heard "him" say to himself: "The performance of the Kashler Caravan Circus was so wonderful...the snake girl's plump and soft body...the dance...and the great poet Severus' cooperation... This heroic poem with the perfect lute sound kept me awake all night and I am still excited..."

"...The hot fire burned Zatret's soul, and the hammer beat..."

"Ai Lin" even sang loudly, but the tune sounded like a drake in heat...

There’s no technique, it’s all emotion.

All right……

It seems they are different...

Aelin thought.

The damp emotions were instantly dispelled by "his" own singing.

"No wonder Ban Ade can't beat the girls of Aretuza every year," Aylin thought to himself. "One side practices asceticism like a monastery. In order to improve his control over the elements, he even goes to the extent of sterilization, completely destroying the sorceress and becoming a mother. , when it is possible that it can be ignored..."

"The wizard apprentices spent the whole night thinking about Goulan and listening to music..."

"It's crazy if you can win."

Aelin rolled his eyes angrily.

"Shut up! Colette!"

"Eylin's" beautiful singing voice attracted public outrage.

Not only was the apprentice who was talking to him desperately trying to cover his mouth, but the apprentice lying on his back in the classroom almost simultaneously raised his head and glared at him.

"A common man with no aesthetic taste."

"Ai Lin" muttered and closed his mouth angrily.

"Ding ding ding!"

It seemed like the school bell rang.

Almost at the moment the bell rang, a wizard pushed open the door and entered.

The familiar, but slightly younger appearance made the demon hunter instantly freeze up after recognizing it.

Henry Gedimidis...

The teacher teaching this lesson is the oldest and most powerful source of magic in the world.

"Good morning, Dean Henry Gedimidis."

"Good morning, young gentlemen."

Accompanied by greetings from the entire classroom, Henry Gedimidis came in, said hello with a smile and walked onto the podium.

"The dean is really the one with the most aristocratic demeanor among all the teachers..." The apprentice next to him looked at the podium with reverence.

"Ai Lin"'s tone was equally exciting: "He is also the best at giving lectures, and more importantly, he is the most powerful man in the world."

From what they said, it seemed that this was not the first time Hen Gedimidis had given them lessons, but the reverence and freshness had not diminished.

"The spirits of the young gentlemen don't seem to be in good condition..."

"Could it be that you stayed up late to preview Stan Merford's "Conversations on the Nature of Magic", Giambattista's "The Power of the Elements", and "Natural Magic" co-authored by Richter and Munch?"

"Hmm... It doesn't seem like..." After putting down three books, he showed a meaningful smile: "Let me guess, last night the Kashler Circus was invited and pushed their caravan to the class. ·Ade..."

"perhaps……"

"Someone "illegally" escaped from the dormitory and left the campus..."

Henry Gedimidis' gaze swept across.

The apprentices below lowered their heads.

Aylin raised his head and glanced.

Good guy!

At a glance, no one's head was raised.

Feeling: No one was in the entire apprentice dormitory last night?

Henry Gedimidis was not disappointed when he saw this, or maybe he was used to it.

He sighed with regret:

"It seems it's time to activate the prerogative of being the dean. The Kasselael Circus may not be suitable for the city of Ban Ade. I will let them do it tomorrow..."

"No!" Henry Gedimidis had not finished speaking, and the whole place was wailing.

The drake belonging to "Eylin" has the loudest voice.

Such a flamboyant person naturally attracted the attention of the devil.

"It seems Mr. Collette has a different view."

Henry Gedimidis cast his gaze over, and the pressure from the demonic source seemed to oppress him instantly.

But in fact, this is an illusion.

Unlike the last time he saw Henry Gedimidis after the Apprentice Fighting Competition, he actually saw a trace of kindness in the eyes of the demon source at this time.

But it's no wonder that Aylin may not be just a test subject or a stumbling block in the eyes of the devil, but the apprentices in this classroom can be seen as the future of the infertile wizard, or the future of the warlock.

However, Colette, the owner of the memory, obviously did not see this and could not speak clearly.

"Let's do this..." Henry Gedimidis waved his hand with a smile, "At the end of this class, I will ask you five questions..."

"As long as you can answer three questions correctly, I will not drive away the circus. If you answer four questions correctly, I can make the decision and let you all have fun tonight openly. If you answer them all correctly..."

He gave it a try and watched with satisfaction as the apprentices raised their little faces and looked at him expectantly.

After two or three seconds, he said:

"If I get them all right, I'll ask the Kashler Circus to stay one more day."

"What do you think, Mr. Colette?"

The words just fell.

The eyes of all the living creatures in the classroom seemed to be focused on him.

Aylin could clearly hear "himself" swallowing.

"Crack!"

The apprentice next to him patted his shoulder hard and urged: "Promise quickly! Promise quickly!"

Obviously.

Colette had no other choice.

"With a 'Yes, Dean'."

Hungry Demetrius began the lesson with satisfaction.

"Magic is an extremely dangerous art. It is a powerful force that is captured by intelligent life in its struggle with the origin of the world..."

"Many people don't care about researching and learning about the nature of magic. They only focus on the more powerful power of spells and learn more advanced spells. But this is wrong and even dangerous..."

…

Henry Gedimidis lectures at a very high level and speaks eloquently.

The apprentices below only listened to it for the circus at first, but gradually they became integrated into the class.

I have to say that it is also a theory, but it is much more vivid than Vesemir's dull and boring "Monsterology".

But even so... Even Aylin knows that the teachings of such a top master are very precious, comparable to the personal teachings of academicians in previous lives.

Ai Lin also became more and more confused as he listened.

It's not that he doesn't understand, he just doesn't know which skill this memory from the warlock of "Colette" intends for him to learn.

It can't be the principle of magic, right?

You must know that even alchemy and ritual are not pure knowledge, but also include some operating techniques and techniques.

But what Henry Gedimidis talks about is more like Vesemir's original "Monsterology", which is pure knowledge.

This type of knowledge should not be recognized and upgraded by Demon Hunter Notes.

Since it cannot be recognized by Demon Hunter Notes, how can it be given down as a reward?

Aelin was confused.

But now that he has come to this memory, he can only continue to listen with strong curiosity.

"The most fundamental power driven by wizards is the 'original magic power'."

"That power is drawn from the four elemental planes that surround this planet."

"The chaotic form of each plane has its own characteristics..."

Henry Gedimidis created a hard earth ball out of thin air with a wave of his hand.

"The magic power of the earth is easy to obtain, but the energy transmission efficiency is not high. The process of summoning the magic power of the earth is quite complicated, but the power contained in it is also huge..."

He placed the earthen ball on a podium made of oak trees.

Just put it down gently.

"Kacha~Kacha~"

The table legs began to bend, making an overwhelming sound.

However, before it completely broke, the earthen ball, which was so heavy that its material was unknown, disappeared out of thin air with a gesture from Henry Gedimidis.

Instead, there was twisted air and a howling wind that blew all the hair of the apprentices in the classroom.

"Air magic is fickle and difficult to control. It is easy to absorb air magic, but it is quite difficult to grasp the amount that is enough to release spells, and you also need a certain intuition..."

The invisible wind in the hand of Hen Gedimidis suddenly ignited a blazing flame, which frightened the apprentices and made them dodge instinctively.

He laughed and continued to explain:

"Fire magic is the most destructive and disorderly of the elemental magic. It is easy to summon and can quickly provide energy, but unfortunately, young mages who lack experience often find it difficult to stop the flow of fire magic, and their bodies will also suffer from excessive burdens..."

"As for water magic..."

Hen Gedimidis did not demonstrate again, but instantly grasped his right hand, which had no staff but controlled the elements, and instantly extinguished the blue flame.

"Wow! Wow!" exclamations continued.

"As for water magic, it is generally recognized as the easiest magic to learn. You all know it, and the past courses have basically been about learning this type of magic, so I won't demonstrate it."

"Who said it wasn't?" Ailin heard "himself" complaining softly, "I have been learning water element magic for five years, and I don't know when I can teach a few fire element spells..."

"Not now."

"Alin's muttering was interrupted.

He saw Heng Gedimidis suddenly staring at him very seriously.

"Not now, Mr. Colette, never underestimate the power of elements, especially the most violent fire element."

"I don't want to hear rumors that a wizard from Ban Ade will burn himself in the street one day. Although there are one or two such idiots every year, I hope it's not you, Mr. Colette..." Heng Gedimidis glanced around, "nor you."

"So promise me that you will not try fire magic without permission, okay?"

"Yes, Dean." After everyone looked at each other, they agreed.

"Very good!" Heng Gedimidis nodded with satisfaction, and then continued his lecture.

The class ended quickly.

When asking questions, "Erin" answered five questions correctly as expected, forcing the Kashler Circus, which was pushing a caravan, to work in Ban Adaga for another day without knowing it.

But Erin could see that this was just a means.

After all, these five questions were all from the content in class, and they could be answered correctly if they were a little more serious.

But to be honest, it is really rare for a demon source who stands at the top of the demon hunter world in terms of power, fame and strength to spend so much effort.

Although there were academic top-tier people like academicians in the university where Erin studied in his previous life, they rarely taught classes and rarely paid so much attention.

At least Erin himself had never encountered such a thing.

After listening to such a class, he was a little envious of these apprentices.

Although Vera's teaching was not bad, and not only did she tutor individually, she was more attentive.

After one day's class, it was the second day, and then the third and fourth days.

Colette and his apprentice friends forced the Kashlerdo Circus to stay for another month.

The reason why they didn't stay was because the students were really tired of watching it.

Then the Kashlerdo Circus left, and a famous court clown came, followed by a snake charmer from the eastern desert...

Of course, Aylin didn't see these with his own eyes.

Colette had a day off, but Aylin didn't. After he finished a class, he had a seamless transition to the next day's class.

All he could hear before class was how charming the snake girl's figure was, how intoxicating the great poet's voice was, how funny the clown was, and how exotic the snake charmer was...

It was really too torturous.

But Aylin later understood that this was clearly Hengdemidius's invitation to tempt the apprentices to listen carefully.

But he didn't understand one thing...

"Is this theoretical course so important? Is it worth spending so much money?"

Until...

Spring goes and autumn comes, cold comes and summer goes.

One day, two years later, Hen Gedimidis on the stage suddenly announced that he was dismissed.

At that moment, time suddenly stopped.

[Ding! Do you want to spend 1 experience bead to unlock the skill: Magic Source LV1]