Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

"Here it comes, Aelin!"

"Come over and drink together!"

As soon as he entered the castle hall, the demon hunter who had been drinking with him last night invited Aylin to join the noon carnival.

Aylin smiled and shook his head. After a few polite words, he declined the banquet invitations from several demon hunters.

He had to go to the alchemy room in the afternoon. Although normal alcohol would hardly make him drunk, it was obviously rude to see the sorceress while drunk.

Picking up a piece of white bread from the long table, Aylin took out the dagger from his waist and split the freshly baked, steaming, soft bread into two halves.

Then he walked to the bonfire, cut off a few pieces of meat that were shiny with warm oil, and sandwiched them between two pieces of bread.

"Click~"

Take one bite.

The white bread is sweet and soft, paired with the crispy crust and fruity barbecue.

Carbohydrates, fats, proteins.

Just this one bite whetted the hungry Aylin's appetite, and he finished a large piece of bread in two or three bites.

Leaving aside the black-haired wild boars on the Blue Mountains, one piece of white bread of this quality requires at least two orens.

1 oren can be exchanged for 100 copper coins.

2 copper coins can buy a large basket of black bread, which is the staple food of normal civilians.

"The Wolf School is so rich!"

Aylin wiped the oil from his mouth and couldn't help but sigh.

This all-night drinking and feasting will last for at least a month.

Soft bread, black boar and expensive wine, I almost ate ten handfuls of Elsa in this month.

"How does Vesemir in the game endure the gap after the school's collapse?"

Aylin shook his head, somewhat unimaginable.

After pouring himself a glass of wine to moisten his throat, Aylin planned to leave.

At this time, a familiar voice came from the door.

"Have you finished your lunch, Aylin?"

Aylin turned his head and followed the sound.

Vesemir was wearing dark red wolf-sect cotton armor and walked towards him with a smile.

Ailin felt guilty.

Just as he thought of Vesemir's downfall, Vesemir appeared in front of him.

So, he nodded repeatedly and said, "I've finished eating, what can I do?"

"Come with me when you're done eating!"

"I forgot to tell you yesterday, the annual meeting of the master demon hunters of the Wolf School is on the second day of the mountain trial."

As soon as Vesemir finished speaking, the bustling hall of the main castle fell silent for an instant.

Why is the regular meeting of the master witcher related to Aelin, a witcher who has just passed the mountain trial?

Dozens of demon hunters present had this question in their minds at the same time, and asked and answered it at the same time.

Because Aylin... is also a master demon hunter!

Although it had been predicted yesterday, when this scene actually happened in front of everyone, no demon hunter could continue to enjoy the feast without any care or heart.

after all.

That's the master witcher!

That is the lifelong pursuit of many demon hunters.

The moment of deathly silence in the atmosphere made Vesemir realize something.

He glanced at the silent and astonished demon hunters and left without saying another word, pulling Aylin with him.

"Squeak~"

The wooden shaft of the wooden door screamed sadly.

A pair of master demon hunters and apprentices left the main castle hall quietly.

for a long time.

The silence was broken by a sigh:

"The taste of this wine...is it a bit sour?"

…

The meeting place of the Master Demon Hunter is on the top floor of the main castle.

Because the stairs in the hall were being repaired, Vesemir took Aelin up through another small door outside the main castle.

Along the way.

Vesemir briefly introduced the master demon hunters attending the meeting.

Before today, there were eight master witchers of the Wolf School, including the chief.

Those who arrived at Killer Lake early yesterday morning were all the master demon hunters of the Wolf School.

Unlike ordinary witchers, although most of them will return to Kaer Morhen after winter, there are still a few who travel abroad every year.

When winter comes, all master demon hunters must return to the Ancient Sea Fortress.

In contrast, the masters' commissions for the second year had already been ordered in the previous year, and most of them were commissions from nobles or town managers.

Then plan the route when winter comes, and travel all the way when spring comes.

It's simple and convenient, and the rewards from the employer are generous and refreshing.

Ordinary demon hunters can only find commissions from city to city.

Not only is it troublesome, but the risk of being hacked for reward is also very high.

"Squeak~"

Vesemir pushed open the wooden door, and Aylin followed Vesemir and looked into the room.

Aylin had visited the chief's residence once before the trial, so he was actually not unfamiliar with it.

But that time it was to warn of the threat from the wizard Ben Ad, so he stood outside the door and did not go in.

Dim lights and gray stone walls are the standard features of the castle.

Even during the day, there was a chill.

The chief's residence has no decorations. As soon as you enter the door, there is a long corridor with the heads of various large monsters hanging on both sides.

Some of these monsters Aelin had seen in previous games, but most of them had not.

Such as the dragon.

The head was pressed above the door at the end of the passage, seeming to glare at the entrants.

The giant dragon head, which is completely red and full of bony protrusions, looks like an abyss demon wearing a red copper mask.

The scales were faintly flashing with metallic firelight.

The red vertical pupils were covered with a layer of white film, but it did not damage the majesty of the real dragon at all.

Even though they were far away, the mighty dragon still frightened Aylin and made him walk with difficulty.

According to the legend on the demon hunters' wine table, this dragon has been dead for at least two hundred years.

It is hard to imagine how powerful this creature would be when it was alive.

Even more unimaginable is the unfathomable strength of the dragon slayer.

"Da~da~da~"

He staggered forward a few steps.

Aylin's forehead was sweating, and he finally walked to the heavy iron door.

He tilted his head to look at Vesemir.

Vesemir was relaxed, as if this was just an ordinary castle graystone passage.

This made Aylin disappear quietly because of his expansion of hunting two large monsters with a trick.

"Come here and walk around more often when you have time. It will be of great benefit to your future."

Vesemir looked at his apprentice with satisfaction and admonished.

Not all demon hunters can "break" through this passage.

At least those who were scared pale yesterday under the pressure of the Ice King and the old spearhead certainly can't do it.

Under the dragon's might, Ailin nodded with difficulty.

At Vesemir's signal, he straightened his manners and pushed open the door.

"Long--"

The black long wooden table with unknown material, which was sized for twelve people, came into Ailin's eyes with the roar of the iron door moving.

The candlelight flickered.

Seven pairs of strange vertical pupils of various colors, reflecting the dangerous wild luster, looked at Ailin who pushed open the iron door at the same time.

In an instant,

he smelled a very strong smell of rust.

Various monsters howled and screamed.

In a trance, Ailin seemed to hear the roar of the old spearhead and the water ghost king.

When he came back to his senses, an old and heavy voice sounded from the front.

"Master Ailin!"

"You, very good!"

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