Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

Chapter 43: Ade's Strange Changes

Nenneke stopped immediately.

“Arryn?” Vesemir called softly.

Ailin seemed to have just woken up from a deep sleep. He looked sleepily in the direction of the sound as the swaying emerald ball moved.

The cat's azure eyes sometimes expanded and sometimes contracted, but they were never focused on either Vesemir or Nenneke.

The primordial magic slowly flickered in and out, as if it were breathing.

The unique and vague pressure created ripples in the cabin with the rhythm of the light and dark of the "original magic power".

The amulet on the roof works automatically without wind.

Vesemir and Nenneke looked at each other in bewilderment, feeling a power that was completely different from that of the evil god. To be more precise, it was more like the fluctuations of a sleeping dragon's might.

To be honest, they still don't know what Ailin did.

The sudden explosion of the evil god's might, the original magic power that was very similar to the source of the devil, the magic favor that only monsters have...

Everything that just happened almost overturned their past cognition.

When Vesemir saw the words left by Arryn, he seemed to accept everything easily.

But Nenneke was completely confused at the moment. She even wanted to ask...

Is the witcher held up by the emerald magic really still Arryn?

The candlelight flickered, casting long and short shadows on the walls.

The cabin was quiet for a while.

"Erin?" Vesemir gritted his teeth and called out softly again.

In an instant.

The azure cat's pupils shrank into a cold thread.

The seemingly imperceptible pressure suddenly became sharp, like a cold wind in winter that cuts flesh and suddenly pierces the skin.

“Ding~Ding~Ding~”

The wooden amulets timidly collided with each other.

“Vesemir!” Nenneke screamed in horror. “That’s not…”

The words haven't finished yet.

The terrifying pressure suddenly disappeared as if it had never appeared.

Nenneke saw Arryn’s eyes tremble, then finally focus on them in confusion, and then a look of surprise flashed across her face.

“V…Vesemir…Nenneke, why are you here…ah…”

The emerald green magic that was supporting Ailin suddenly dissipated as he came back to his senses.

Ailin felt empty beneath him. After a scream, he instinctively flipped in the air like a wild cat and landed steadily on the ground.

After landing, he seemed to have no idea what was happening and looked at Vesemir in astonishment.

Vesemir stared at him for a long moment.

“Don’t you remember what just happened?” Nenneke asked, clutching her skirt with her right hand.

"What happened?" Ailin asked in astonishment, and his expression changed rapidly.

Surprised, puzzled, suddenly enlightened, thoughtful, doubtful...

Finally, he seemed to realize that there were other people in the room, and he raised his head from his contemplation: "I suddenly had some inspiration. I was just conducting an alchemy experiment..."

“Here?” Nenneke looked around the ordinary little house. There wasn’t even a crucible in the house. “Alchemical experiment?”

Ailin nodded calmly.

He noticed that the two people's expressions seemed a little strange, so he swallowed the perfunctory words under his tongue and looked at Vesemir tentatively:

"A lot of noise?"

“Very big,” Vesemir nodded vigorously, but then shook his head, “Uh… not very big…”

What does that mean... Ailin was confused.

But before he could ask, Vesemir seemed to know that his words were vague, and continued to explain:

"We just felt the might of the evil god. It was so strong that it was as if we were back in that day and that valley. The dust storm that was stirred up was also quite large..."

"But now that I think about it, the influence of the divine power should only be around the cabin..."

"The dust didn't even spread to the small path outside the house..."

That’s good… Ailin thought, and when he turned around he saw Nenneke staring at him with wide eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

The pressure from the evil god has emerged. It seems that it is not easy to fool Nenneke...

"Please sit down first," Ailin quickly changed the subject, "By the way, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Nenneke gave him a long look, but to Ayling's surprise she didn't ask any further questions.

The three of them sat down at the wooden table in the cabin.

"Something happened to Ben Ade again," she said. "Just as you left this morning, Duke Mason sent someone to inform you that Ben Ade's request had changed again."

"They claim to have detected that the Wild Hunt will launch another attack. If the kings do not give them a reply as soon as possible, the Wizard Academy will not be able to bear the huge danger alone and will evacuate Banard."

"Isn't this exactly the same threat as before?" Vesemir asked doubtfully.

“It’s different,” Nenneke shook his head. “I don’t know how Sonny contacted the Lisberg Group’s Civil Partnership Organization. Master Ottolan claimed that he was willing to temporarily accept the Wizard Academy…”

Vesemir fell silent.

The reason why the kings were willing to put pressure on Sonny before was because Ban Ade Academy seemed to be welcoming to all forces, but in fact there was no place to go as a whole wizard academy.

Of course it doesn't matter to the apprentices, but the wizards in Ban Ader can enjoy the preferential treatment of the first wizard force in the northern continent, which may not be available in other places.

The Risberg Group Civil Partnership fits the bill nicely.

All along.

The civil partnership of the Risberg Group is the second largest mage force in the Northern Continent after Ban Ader and Aretuza, and now it may only be second to Aretuza.

It is certainly a good place for ordinary wizards.

Ailin's expression also became serious.

More than a dozen great wizards and fifty or sixty assistants and apprentices live in Lisberg, where they conduct a wide variety of magical experiments and research, including various types of prototype test subjects, including combat units, elixirs, artificially created or genetically modified creatures, and so on.

The mage organization formed by this group is the civil joint venture of the Risberg Group.

In fact, Ailin knew that due to the protection of the legendary wizard Ottolan, one of the five members of the Talent and Skill Association, Risberg almost satisfied all the prejudices of the Northern Continent against the profession of warlock.

Capturing children, boiling people in a crucible, stealing people for dissection...

They experiment on humans recklessly and show no remorse.

They worship almost all spells that are banned by the Brotherhood of Warlocks, such as summoning magic - a spell that summons creatures (demons) from other time and space planes or worlds.

To be honest, before crossing over to this world, Ailin even thought that behind the destruction of various demon hunter schools, there might be the civil partnership of the Risberg Group, a wizard organization that was very interested in the taboos of hybridization and mutation of humans and humanoids.

certainly.

Until now, it has been confirmed that the one who truly wants the Wolf School to be destroyed is Kaedwen's gluttonous King Haxor.

The Risberg Group Civil Partnership is still on Eileen's suspect list.

After all, the destruction and exclusion of demon hunters was wide-ranging and applied equally to all demon hunter schools.

The Risberg Group Civil Partnership Organization has this qualification.

"The Civilian Joint Venture of the Risberg Group and Sonny..." Ailin stroked his chin with his right hand, frowning.

“What did you think of?” Nenneke asked.

"I just find it weird." Ailin shook his head and didn't tell the truth.

The affairs of the civil partnership of the Risberg Group were not exposed until a hundred years later. Although it still has a bad reputation, it is only because of its stinginess and profiteering.

In fact, because Ortolan focuses on the popularization of magic, he believes that the convenience brought by supernatural powers should be shared with the general public to promote the overall progress of society.

The current reputation of the Risberg Group Civil Partnership in the Northern Continent is not only not bad, but quite good.

The magic tools produced in Lisberg are highly praised.

Far from being taken seriously, Ailin’s disparagement may arouse suspicion.

Besides, it was a hundred years later that the incident with Risberg happened.

A hundred years is too long.

It is normal for an organization to become morally corrupt over time, and we cannot judge Risberg a hundred years ago by events a hundred years later.

This is not only inappropriate, but also misleads his thinking and makes him biased.

“It’s really strange,” Vesemir nodded. “Absorbing the Ban Ade Academy is certainly beneficial to any force, but the Lisberg Group Civil Partnership has never been a force willing to actively absorb mages.”

"On the contrary, the Riisberg Castle is not big, and their requirements for incorporating fresh blood are quite strict, and the same is true for the promotion mechanism."

“And the quality of Ban Ade Academy…” Vesemir shook his head. “The entire northern continent knows that each generation of apprentices there is worse than the last.”

“That doesn’t make sense.”

“So you think Sonny is deceiving the kings?” Nenneke demanded.

"Uh..." Vesemir hesitated, "I'm not sure. Maybe the Lisberg Group Civil Partnership has changed its strategy now? Or maybe Sonny has paid a considerable price?"

"Risberg is not a friendly place for demon hunters. We avoid it when we are around Temeria and Sidaris."

“So I don’t know much about that.”

“Where’s Arryn?” Nenneke turned her head to look at Arryn, who was frowning and thinking.

Why are you asking me?

Aelin was stunned for a moment. Could it be possible that he knew about an organization that even Vesemir didn't know about?

"What do the kings think?" he asked, clearing his throat.

“The king and the nobles are also hesitant,” Nenneke sighed. “They don’t know whether Sonny is simply threatening or really intends to leave.”

“Since he’s still negotiating and making demands, Sonny definitely doesn’t want to leave Ban Ader,” Vesemir analyzed. “I know him. He’s not good at alchemy, biological modification, and genetics.”

"In Ban Ade, he was able to use political means to win over and exclude dissidents and replace Heng Gedimidis as the dean. In the Lisberg Group Civil Partnership, he is nothing."

“The high priest thinks so too,” Nenneke nodded. “The king and the nobles even suspect that the Wild Hunt’s return is an excuse.”

This alone should be true... Ailin thought.

It was only natural for Ban Ade to set up some warning props and ritual arrays in the Pasolon Forest.

He even thought it was possible that Vigfortz could use some means to find the place where the Wild Hunt buried the fragments of the Ard Ghaith Gate.

However, there has been no bad news related to him for such a long time, so it should be fine.

"So?" Arryn asked aloud, "What does Sister Ianna think?"

Nenneke sighed and stared at him strangely, which made him feel creepy. Then she said, “The high priest asked me to ask you what you think.”

Asking for my opinion doesn't mean Ianna doesn't have her own...

Um?

Ailin realized something and looked at Nenneke.

Nenneke nodded helplessly. “Your opinion is the temple’s opinion.”

And no one can ignore the temple's opinion, even if... they are the king.

"ah?"

Arryn instinctively exchanged a glance with Vesemir.

How could he, a demon hunter from the Wolf School, express his opinion on behalf of the Meliteli Cult, which has the most followers in the northern continent...

"Aunt Ianna...seriously?"

Nenneke nodded helplessly. “‘Go ask Arryn. His attitude is the temple’s attitude, and his thoughts are the temple’s thoughts.’ These are the high priest’s exact words.”

Do you really think of me as the Son of God?

Aelin sighed.

The cabin suddenly became quiet.

After a long while, he finally said, "Is Aunt Ianna asking too urgently? I may need to think about it carefully..."

“No rush,” Nenneke said, standing up from her seat. “Just tell us in the next two days.”

"in addition……"

Nenneke looked at him softly. “Don’t stress yourself out. After all, this matter has nothing to do with our Temple of Meliteli. According to past practice, we rarely interfere in disputes between other forces.”

"Besides, Ban Ade didn't contribute to the expulsion of the evil god, so we naturally don't need to pay too much for them."

Arlin nodded, and stood up, and together with Vesemir, he walked Nenneke to the door.

"Oh, right..."

Nenneke paused outside the wooden door. “I know everyone has secrets. As long as they don’t harm the temple, I won’t delve into other people’s secrets…”

“Don’t worry, Ms. Nenneke,” Arryn assured immediately, “It will not harm the temple at all…”

"That's not what I meant." Nanny shook his head slightly.

"Of course I believe you, Ailin. The temple will doubt anyone, but not you."

Ailin was stunned.

Nenneke stared into Aelin’s eyes and continued softly, “But you have to remember that some powers, though seemingly powerful, are only honey covering up the stench of poison.”

"besides……"

"You are still young and have a lot of time. Don't rush. Everything can be done slowly."

Then.

Without waiting for his answer, Nenneke pushed the door open and walked out, heading east with her usual quick but steady steps.

"Is she admonishing me not to be tempted by the power of the evil god?"

Looking at Nenneke walking away with the lamp in her hand, Ailin couldn't help but smile bitterly.

But take your time...

He looked up at the stars hanging in the night sky and sighed softly.