Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

Ianna paused, turned back, curled her lips, and showed a kind smile: "Good boy, although it's not polite to say this, the arrival of the evil god is no longer something that demon hunters can interfere with."

"Let's do this," she saw the changes in the expressions of several demon hunters, and changed her words, "You stay in the temple and try to refine as much corpse-eating biological oil as possible."

"We need more soldiers who can deal with corpse-eating creatures, but there are not enough silver weapons..."

It's not something that demon hunters can interfere with... Aylin was stunned, and looked at Vesemir in surprise.

How is this possible?

Not to mention those female sorcerers in Aretusa, the old duke wants to summon all the soldiers, including the farmers with pitchforks, and the weak and old priests in the temple have to go to the battlefield...

They are experts in dealing with monsters.

He organized his words and said: "Corpse-eating biological oil, of course we will try our best to refine it before the action, I mean during the action?"

"I mean during the action too." Ianna's expression was very serious.

The basement was quiet for a while.

"Eh~"

Ianna sighed, walked to the door and gently closed it.

"In the 8th century, the warlock leaders Jan Becker, Giambattista and Joffrey Monk signed a non-aggression treaty with the authorities, priests and druids, and established the 'Novigrad Alliance', which facilitated the separation of warlocks from the state power."

"Although the treaty of the Novigrad Alliance is essentially to clarify the boundaries of the rights of users of extraordinary power, it also stipulates a lot of common responsibilities..."

Alin looked at Ianna in a daze, not knowing why they were given a history lesson at this time.

But out of respect, he did not interrupt.

Vesemir's eyes wandered between Ianna and Ianna, thinking.

"For example, prohibiting necromancy, prohibiting magic experiments on living people, prohibiting extraordinary people from usurping power..."

When talking about experiments on living people, Ianna paused, and looked at Ailin with a trace of pity:

"Of course, some of the treaties are not strictly enforced..."

"But there is only one that is absolute..."

"When the evil god from another world wants to come, warlocks, nobles, priests and druids must unconditionally unite to expel the evil god."

Ailin frowned.

"There are no demon hunters, Aylin," Ianna said, "warlocks, nobles, priests, druids, but expelling evil gods has never been the duty of demon hunters, and you don't have to join in."

"But..." Aylin wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ianna's hand:

"I haven't finished yet. If hundreds of demons attack like last May Festival, I won't stop you. I will even beg you to stay for Elland."

"But the obstacle to the summoning ritual is thousands of large monsters of varying strengths."

"This is a war."

"And war focuses more on collective cooperation rather than individual bravery."

"Your role will not be as great as you think."

"In front of thousands of corpse-eating creatures," Ianna glanced at the eight demon hunters who were still children, and looked at Aylin sincerely, "Nine demon hunters are useless in the face of war, but it is easy to destroy the formation. It is better to stay in the temple and make sword oil."

"I think even if Vera is here, she will agree with my idea."

Aylin was silent for a long time and did not refute.

Because he knew that Ianna was right.

Personal bravery is not as important as strict discipline in the army.

These nine demon hunters, without any training and coordination, were temporarily inserted into the army under the old duke's command. There is indeed a great possibility that some problems will arise.

Demon hunters have an advantage in force. When hunting monsters, they will inevitably be out of touch with ordinary soldiers, or they will be dragged down by the army and unable to exert their strength.

The order was from top to bottom, and there was a deviation from the experience of the demon hunters. Should they listen or not?

And so on.

These problems can be solved through training, but unfortunately time does not allow them to do so.

"How does Sister Ianna plan to expel the evil god?" Ailin changed the subject.

"There is no special tactic." Ianna breathed a sigh of relief. "Your search must have alerted the evil god. With corpse-eating creatures all over the southern foothills of Mahakam, we can only push through the monster nests one by one."

"The elite soldiers under the old duke will protect the sorceress and the priests of the temple, and advance step by step to the ritual site of the evil god."

"Of course..."

"This simple method is also the most suitable for the current situation."

"Tissaya de Vris is the dean of Aretuza College, one of the five members of the Central Talent and Skills Association of the Warlock Brotherhood, and the most powerful sorceress in the northern continent."

"The sorceress of Aretuza The average quality is far better than that of Ban Ade's wizards. "

"In addition, although the priests of Meliteli are not as good at exorcism as Cliff's followers, the goddess has also given them magic to deal with evil..."

"The opponents are just a group of corpse-eating creatures."

Ianna narrowed her eyes with ease, and then suddenly sighed:

"It's a pity that Heng Gedimidis's life and death are unknown now, and Ban Ade also has their own troubles. Otherwise, the two strongest forces of the Warlock Brotherhood will be more likely to join forces. "

"But don't worry, Ailin, we still have a great chance of winning."

Ailin nodded, seeming to agree with her statement, thought about it, and turned back to make arrangements:

"Erni, Krall, take the others with you to refine some corpse-eating oil. Vesemir and I will go look for you soon."

"What about the materials?" Ernie asked.

"Ask Lysa," Ianna said, "she will arrange it."

After the young demon hunters looked at each other, they glanced at Vesemir, and then left one after another.

"Bang~"

The wooden door was closed.

Aylin shrugged his ears, listening to the footsteps gradually disappearing, and looking at the incomplete ritual circle on the ground.

The candlelight flickered and it was bright and clear.

But the more he looks at the distorted chalk drawings drawn by himself on the ground, the more he feels a sense of distortion and being spied on.

"Aunt Ianna, 'The ritual is always fragile before it is completed'. This is the knowledge you taught me more than a month ago." Aylin said suddenly, "If I have a way to drop the dwarf bomb in the sky, , this ceremony..."

"It's useless." Ianna didn't ask him if there was any way to fly into the sky, but simply shook her head and rejected his idea.

"The summoning ritual is special."

"Since you can describe the ritual, you should also see that although I call it a demon summoning ritual, in essence it is a powerful monster with some characteristics of an evil god."

Aelin nodded.

The scene of eyes and tentacles falling all over the body is truly unforgettable.

Ianna continued: "Because it is a powerful monster, it has everything a monster should have, including the summoning ritual, and it also has specially strengthened magic favor and recovery power."

"It is immune to most magic damage and can quickly recover by devouring surrounding corpse-eating creatures."

Ianna sighed: "So sneak attacks are useless. We can only use absolute power to cut off its dependents, perform killing rituals, and expel the evil god..."

Magical favor, resilience...

Aelin pursed his lips thoughtfully.

"Okay, that's it for the Q\u0026A," Ianna waved her hand, "Go and make the corpse-eating oil. For every more bottle you make, one less person may die on the front line."

"If we can prevent this evil god from resurrecting, Mason will not treat you badly."

Just say it.

She turned and left the basement.

"Aunt Ianna, just in case, can you give us some talismans that can shield the influence of evil gods?" Aylin quickly caught up.

"Don't even think about it," Ianna refused resolutely. "There is no such thing as a chance. Just stay in the temple and make sword oil. Even if the evil god revives, he won't be able to break into the temple."

Then she walked quickly out of the basement, up the stairs, and out of the library.

Trot all the way.

The old lady is not young, but she is quite fast.

Ai Lin chased and persuaded all the way.

But she was too stubborn to let go until...

"The evil god will definitely revive." Aylin chased after him and said softly.

Yianna's steps faltered.

She raised her head and glanced at the sunset covered by layers of dark clouds, without looking back.

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After sighing deeply, he speeded up again.

…

The evil god will inevitably revive.

As long as there is considerable hope and possibility, Ianna will not let go of the demon hunters of the Wolf School like Aelin, especially Aelin and Vesemir.

You know, although Arthur has been following them, only Aylin and Vesemir found the location of the summoning ritual.

Although they have already described the directions, the old Duke and Ianna will definitely find the most experienced guide.

But in the mountains, what guide can be as good as two witchers who have been there personally?

No.

As experienced demon hunters, they even know how to deal with ghouls, carrion demons, giant ghouls and spiked demons.

War is, in a sense, a game of war.

Even if the demon hunters join, it may really hinder the march.

Is it possible to just give up such a huge advantage?

How many soldiers, sorceresses, and temple priests need to sacrifice their lives for a large monster, a giant ghoul?

Why should Ianna stop them?

The Temple of Meliteli is a temple for all.

As long as there is enough vitality, will Ianna give up any possibility of preventing the evil god from resurrecting and not let them participate?

The so-called "Novigrad Alliance's treaty does not include witchers" is just an excuse. In the eighth century, witchers had not been created yet, so how could a contract be signed?

Only the evil god is bound to resurrect and Ianna, who made the plan, is unsure, will they stop them from going.

Although Aylin himself doesn't know why his status in Ianna's heart is so high, even higher than other priests in Meriteli Temple...

"Are you really going to go back and make oil?" Vesemir, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke up.

"Of course not!" Aylin looked away, "I like this city."

If Ben Ad was invaded by evil gods, or even in any other strange city, giving up would actually mean giving up.

But Elland is different, completely different.

This city likes him, his name is praised everywhere, poems with him as the protagonist are sung, and there are acquaintances of him wherever he goes...

He likes this city.

"What are you going to do?"

"Amulets that shield the influence of evil gods are necessary, but..." Aylin shook his head, "But Ianna is not the only priest in Meriteli Temple."

Just say it.

Aylin went straight east, but after taking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something and turned his head to look at Vesemir:

"This matter and..."

"Don't say stupid things!" Vesemir interrupted angrily and slapped his head hard, "You are my traveling apprentice. You are not completely independent yet, and now you want to leave me alone?"

"Don't even think about it!"

"Are you so confident in me?" Aylin rubbed his head and smiled helplessly, "That is the same as the evil god 'Thousand-legged Skeleton Snake' that destroyed three big cities three hundred years ago and caused the death of nearly 100,000 people. , I’m not even sure of the evil god who is better..."

"Will you let Him be called?"

"Won't."

"Then what do I have to worry about? Instead of trying to persuade me to leave, you should think more about how to use your sweet words and ask Lysa to help us get the amulet."

"How did you know that I planned to find Lysa?" Aelin looked at Vesemir in surprise.

"Hmph~" Vesemir hummed proudly, "Does this still require thinking?"

"Is there any infatuated little girl in Meliteli Temple who not only has the ability to obtain the amulet, but is also willing to risk offending the temple's high priest to give the amulet to us..."

Aylin lowered his head and walked forward without speaking.

Vesemir snorted proudly again and lowered the black wide-brimmed hat on his head.

"Thank you, Vesemir."

The witcher's keen senses picked up an almost inaudible sound.

The corners of Vesemir's lips curled up, sniffing the vibrant human scent coming from down the mountain.

"You're welcome. I like this city too."

…

When Aelin found Lysa, she was leading Erni and Krall and several witchers, each carrying a cauldron, several baskets of dog oil and dandelions, towards the witcher's residence.

"Amulet?" She put down a crucible that was in excellent condition with difficulty.

"That's right, it's best if it can resist the curse of the evil god."

Aelin looked down.

Obviously this crucible should be prepared for him.

Because the other crucible was a bit old, it was held in both hands by the priest's apprentice who stared at him curiously not far away.

"Can you find it now? We are still... quite urgent..."

Lesa's expression suddenly felt strange. She looked hesitant, but she didn't look like she couldn't find it, nor did she look like she wanted to stop him.

"What's wrong?" Aylin asked, "Can't I find it?"

Lesa shook her head gently: "Follow me..."

The light words haven't been finished yet.

"Lesa!"

Nannik's shout suddenly came from the distance.

Ailin's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He looked at Vesemir.

The situation seems to be a little bad.