Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

"What are you looking at?"

Sara held on to the raised rocks and climbed up the hillside that had been explored in advance.

This is a rare place at the southern foot of the Mahakam Mountains that can accommodate the army's march.

"Something seemed to have flown past in the sky just now..." Arthur squinted his eyes and stared at the sky.

Unfortunately, he did not have eyes modified by a warlock like a witcher, so he could only see the twinkling stars blocked out from the blue black sky for a moment.

It is said that Ser Arryn's liger-like eyes can see through all movements within a kilometer.

"Raven or vulture?" Sarah looked up indifferently, "Which battlefield doesn't have these greedy little guys waiting to eat carrion and meat..."

"Maybe..." Arthur looked away from the low night sky and turned his head to glance at the long bright snake behind him that seemed to wind to the end of the world. "Is the attrition serious?"

"Serious, but not serious..."

"Speak humanly!" Arthur rolled his eyes.

Sarah shrugged: "This is not the God-given avenue in front of the Meriteli Temple. In places like the southern foothills of Mahakan where birds don't poop, only hunters come to chop wood."

"Traps, hidden caves, dark cliffs..."

"Ten people walking on this mountain road will lose three of their feet."

"But don't worry. There are many priests coming to the temple. A magic spell will heal you in the blink of an eye. It would be nice if the wounds could be healed as quickly as usual."

"Last time I got a small cut with a knife and was ordered to rest for a week..."

"Is that a small wound on you? The water ghost almost bit your neck off..." Arthur supported the oak tree on his right and pulled up a soldier with a slightly shorter head. "Besides, don't tell me you don't know. What’s the price of magic?”

Sarah was silent.

Of course he knew about overdrafting his life. The old priest in his forties or fifties explained it to him all afternoon that day, which made his head buzz.

So now there is a question...

Sara turned back and squinted her eyes, looking at the golden light flashing from time to time in the bright long snake.

What made the temple priests, who were usually so stingy with their divine power, so generous?

Both he and Arthur knew the answer.

So they all closed their mouths and stood side by side in silence. As they walked, they looked at the deserted mountain road with shadows of teeth and claws sticking out under the firelight. They were silent for a long time.

until……

"Wow~"

There was a commotion behind Sarah and Arthur.

Before they could turn around to see the source of the commotion.

The rugged ground with tangled weeds and tree roots in front of me was suddenly illuminated, like daylight.

"They are the sorceresses of Arethusa," Sarah looked at the dazzling light balls moving with the army in the sky. "When I was behind, I heard the priests saying that they were looking for them to release some kind of light spell, but those high-minded people The woman at Yu Ding is just noisy and refuses to cast spells, saying that she needs to save magic and mental energy..."

"I didn't expect that I would agree now."

"They can only agree." Arthur lowered his head and looked at the road. "The sorceresses gave up their command in the meeting. This time the crusade against the evil god will be based on the will of the temple. When we fight against the corpse-eating creatures, we You can even order Tishaia de Veris of the Society of Talents and Skills.”

"Huh?" Sara raised her head suddenly, "Really or not? Those arrogant sorceresses will give up command to us?"

"You don't know any news?" Arthur also looked up strangely, "Weren't you here when the old Duke mobilized the army?"

"At that time, I was arranging reconnaissance soldiers." After Sarah explained, she quickly asked, "Why did those women do this?"

"This is not like them. The women of Arethusa have a reputation of being difficult to deal with. From Kevir and Povis in the north to the golden tower city of Nilfgaard in the south, everyone knows it and everyone doesn't..."

"Shut up!"

Arthur covered his mouth with a slap, looked around, and was relieved when he found that there was no sorceress around.

He scolded in a low voice: "You know they are difficult to deal with, but you still dare to say that?"

"Those women are at the back of the team, riding strange-shaped horses from nowhere. They are moving slowly, and you can hear them..." Sara chuckled, "Tell me what's going on..."

Arthur thought for a while and said: "Actually, it was because of Sir Aylin that Ms. Tisaya wanted all the command rights very forcefully at first. High Priest Ianna and the old Duke were actually ready to agree."

"Suddenly the goddess Meriteri descended upon her and bestowed upon the high priest divine power and magic..."

Goddess Meriteri... a descendant of the gods... divine power and magic?

Sara was stunned for a while, feeling like she was listening to a fairy tale. She subconsciously held on to the rock wall beside the mountain path and stopped.

He looked at Arthur's serious expression, and after making sure he wasn't joking, he couldn't help but interrupt:

"But the goddess is sending divine favor to the high priest. What does it have to do with Sir Aylin?"

"Listen to what I have to say," Arthur waved his gloves, "The goddess sent her divine favor to the high priest, but the goddess Meriteri was invited by Sir Arryn."

Sara suspected that she had heard wrong: "Ai...Sir Aylin, a master demon hunter of the Wolf School, invited the goddess Meriteri to give the goddess's high priestess?"

"Sir Arryn walked out of the goddess's sanctuary. I, Lord Mason, and the sorceresses of Arethusa were all present," Arthur nodded seriously, "and the high priest himself admitted this."

Sara opened her mouth wide and her eyes widened:

"This is... this is... this is really..."

"Really" spent a long time, but he couldn't think of a suitable modifier.

The unfaithful demon hunter asked the goddess to grant the goddess's representative in the human world...

Although he is a native Temerian human, this common language is too unfamiliar.

But Sarah then thought about it. During the May Festival, the goddess Meriteri also conveyed the oracle to the demon hunter instead of his agent. It seemed...as if...possible...it seemed that she could understand?

He glanced around furtively and leaned into Arthur's ear:

"...Arthur...do you think there is a possibility that Aylin is actually the illegitimate son of the goddess? I see that there are many knightly novels circulated by Oxenford, and they are all like this..."

"You are so crazy about reading chivalry novels!!!" Arthur's eyes widened, he jumped back suddenly, and waved away Sarah's hand, as if to drive away some kind of terrible evil spirit.

"Not only are the sorceresses of Arethusa, you now dare to blaspheme even the goddess Meriteri?"

"He has just shown His miracles on earth!!!"

Only then did Sarah remember that Meriteri was no longer the goddess she had been before, who had not interfered in human affairs for a long time.

"The female...goddess should...should not be so stingy..."

He raised his head carefully and found that the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and there was no thunder. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly changed the topic:

"Speaking of Ser Arryn, how come I didn't see him in the team on this trip?"

"Master Vesemir also sent some corpse-eating creature oil and those so-called honeycomb bombs, and then left..."

He looked at the long queue of torches ahead. Nine demon hunters came from Elland carrying double swords, but he seemed to only see one, and he left quickly.

"What's wrong?"

Sarah turned around and noticed that Arthur's face was buried in the shadow of the light spell. He seemed to be a little depressed, and asked tentatively: "What happened to Sir Arryn?"

Arthur was silent for a moment.

He looked at the frightened but heroic faces one after another, either immature or vicissitudes of life, passing by him, sighed, and quietly pulled Sara aside:

"Demon hunters are not suitable to fight with the army. They have their own tasks."

"What mission?" Sara was stunned.

"Corpse-eating creature oil..."

"But that's not..."

Arthur shook his head, and Sara understood what he meant.

Just because you don't use it now doesn't mean you won't use it in the future. As for why you will use it in the future...

"That's it..."

It turns out that even Ser Arryn had no hope for this trip, even though they already had the blessing of the goddess.

Sara looked at the dark mountain col in the distance that could not be illuminated by light.

It was silent and deep, as if the darkness of the entire world spread from it.

The evil god is said to be there.

"Sarah, this is our war. Sir Arryn has done enough for us." Arthur patted him on the shoulder: "Don't tell others about this, you know what I mean... …”

The old duke had many ways to boost morale, and Ser Arryn fighting alongside them was one of them.

Once other soldiers know about it, the high morale will inevitably fall back.

"ah!!!"

"Ghoul!"

There were horrifying screams from the front of the team.

Arthur and Sarah were shocked and looked at each other in surprise.

"Why did the ghoul appear here?!" Sarah looked surprised and uncertain.

They had just left the camp set up at the southern foot of Mahakam, and they had to climb for at least ten minutes before reaching the danger zone, which was also their chosen battlefield.

Once there, the sorceress will follow the plan and cast magic to attract the corpse-eating creatures.

Also, why were there no movements at all among the reconnaissance soldiers he released?

But now is not the time to think about that...

If it was just an illusion that the soldiers were nervous, but what if it was true...

Sarah looked at the panicked soldiers huddled together in the narrow mountain road, and his heart seemed to fall into a cliff in an instant.

"Steady! Steady!"

Seeing a soldier miss the mark and scream as he fell down the col, the veins on Arthur and Sarah's foreheads bulged and they shouted at the top of their lungs.

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"Arthur, you go to the back and inform the high priest and sorceress, I'll go to the front..."

Sarah didn't wait for Arthur to retort, pushed him back, shouted, squeezed through the crowded soldiers on the narrow mountain road that were blocked by the bushes, and ran towards the front line.

Just in case, the people leading the way were all soldiers of his demon-hunting army, so of course he was the one to go.

"Careful!" Arthur shouted from behind.

Sara waved her hand and did not look back.

"Huchi~huchi~"

The heavy breathing seemed to ignite his lungs, and every breath of cold mountain wind burned violently as soon as it entered the trachea.

The armor weighs as much as a thousand pounds.

Sarah had to admit that the evil god had really found the most suitable place to descend.

This damn Mahakam mountain road is simply not a place humans should walk.

Perhaps Aylin saw this and chose to give up.

But speaking of it, Aylin is just a fourteen-year-old kid. What on earth is he looking forward to? What are you disappointed about?

What a shame!

Sarah was thinking wildly in her mind, and her nose was filled with the unspeakable smell of sweat and mountain breeze.

"Where are the ghouls?"

He spat on the ground, pushed the two demon-hunting soldiers away, held the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand and shouted.

Subsequently.

The hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled.

"Gulp~"

He swallowed.

No need for others to answer.

His eyes passed over the few demon hunters in front, who were motionless and shaking.

Countless pairs of blood-red eyes, hidden in the deep and hideous darkness and shadows in the forest, reflected the jumping firelight.

The mountain wind brought the unique stench of corpse-eating creatures.

"Hu~"

Sara's blue pupils shrank slightly, and he slowly let out a long breath.

No wonder the soldier in front didn't reply. It turned out that he asked the wrong question.

It shouldn't be where the ghoul is...

But where...there is no ghoul?

"What should I do, Lord Sarah?" The soldier beside him raised his left elbow and tapped his waist gently.

I also want to know this question... Sarah wanted to say this, but unfortunately she couldn't.

"Have you seen Borso, Rodrigo, Ur, Mars and Nash?"

He asked in a very small voice, as if he was afraid of breaking the crisis-ridden calm here.

"No..." The soldier beside him just said one word, and instinctively clenched the long axe with a silver blade.

"Dongdong~"

Heavy footsteps came from the darkness ahead.

Several fellow demon hunters around immediately protected Sarah in the middle.

"Clang~"

Sara pulled out the silver sword reflecting the dark red color.

"Dongdongdong~"

The footsteps stopped suddenly.

He could only see a few pairs of abnormally cold blood-red eyes, which stopped at the edge of the darkness.

"What do these monsters want to do?" Sarah clenched her sword.

The next second.

The wind whistled.

He instinctively leaned over to dodge, but found that the heavy object thrown from the darkness was not aimed at them, but at the gravel ground in front of them.

Sarah looked at it carefully, and her eyes were immediately bloodshot.

"Borso! Rodrigo! Ur..."

The five fellow soldiers he sent out to investigate were thrown in front of them like rag dolls, bloody.

Rodrigo's limbs were all bitten.

Half of Ur's face was missing.

Borso's stomach was empty, revealing a pale spine and a broken trachea.

And Mars and Nash...

None of the comrades he sent out to investigate had a complete body, and their faces were frozen with extreme fear and pain, and their deaths were extremely hideous.

"It's actually threatening us!"

Sarah realized this, and her anger rushed straight to her brain, gnashing her teeth.

"Lady Sarah!"

"Lady Sarah!"

"These damn beasts, fight them!"

The surrounding demon hunters were not only not intimidated, but even those who were originally trembling instinctively because of the number of corpse-eating creatures and the faint magic favor were all dispelled by their anger.

Sarah stared at the corpses of her comrades, but suppressed her anger in her heart.

The start was not good.

They had not arrived at the scheduled battlefield at all. Fighting here now would only cause them to suffer heavy casualties without any meaning.

He couldn't be impulsive.

Any decision he makes now could affect the outcome of the crusade against the evil god.

So...

What should he do?

"Roar!"

Stimulated by the demon hunters, waves of violent roars were heard in the darkness not far away.

The stench in the air became stronger.