Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

Chapter 441: A major breakthrough brought about by the @#￥%\u0026 factor (4400 words)

"No?"

"No……"

"No!"

"How could there not be?"

The ancient and broken pages of the book turned quickly before my eyes...

Personal panel, inventory, monster encyclopedia, dream communication, beast roar...

Ailin searched through the Demon Hunting Notes, but could not find any trace of the "@#￥%\u0026 element".

Can……

Impossible!

It was divine might and primordial magic again, and the noise they made was greater than any heart essence or purifying spirit he had used before. How come he couldn't find any changes?

Yes.

After using the @#￥%\u0026 element, Ailin couldn't find any trace of improvement in himself.

Not only that, after the "coma" ended, he clearly knew that he had dreamed of some majestic and huge things, but after waking up, he could not remember anything and only remembered a certain feeling.

A kind of narrative that is grand, majestic, and vaguely tragic.

But other than that, there is nothing.

"It's just like I blacked out after drinking." Ailin's face was uncertain. "But with my current physical condition, what kind of 'alcohol' can make me black out?"

He felt something was wrong when he just woke up. He glanced at his personal panel, but there was no change in the attributes.

However, Vesemir and Nenneke were both in front of him, with strange expressions on their faces, so he didn't put too much energy into the Demon Hunting Notes to avoid being misunderstood by them.

After Nenneke left, he immediately asked Vesemir for details and confirmed that he had indeed used the "@#￥%\u0026 element" left by the evil god.

So he hadn't lied to Vesemir.

He really didn't know what the effect of "@#￥%\u0026's elements" was...

If it weren't for Vesemir and Nenneke, he might even be doubting whether he had used the "@#￥%\u0026 element".

"Something's wrong!" Ailin quickly looked through the Demon Hunting Notes again.

This time he deliberately did not stop at the Beast Roar, but tentatively wanted to turn to the next page.

The mysterious pages hidden in the thick black fog remained motionless.

"It didn't unlock any new features," Arlin frowned. "Could it be that this element really has no effect at all? It just set off some useless 'fireworks' to scare Vesemir and Nenneke..."

"Or maybe it's just a memorable movie in his mind..."

It's not impossible.

Perhaps the images experienced in the dream contain information that is too shocking, and the brain temporarily blocks it for self-protection.

"But it's not a big deal if it alarmed the evil god's pressure. After all, the elements were obtained from the big-eyed evil god. Why did the original magic power appear?"

"In Vesemir's description, he was so docile..."

Thinking of the original magic power in the sneak attack on Vilgefortz, which was so violent that even Vilgefortz could not control it, and even the tragic memories of his own childhood began to dissipate, Ailin's doubts grew even more.

He thought about it, put away the Demon Hunting Notes, and closed his eyes.

His keen senses instantly picked up the crackling sound of the burning candles in the cabin, the steady breathing of the other witchers in the row of wooden houses, the chirping of summer insects outside the window, and the gentle night breeze.

Ailin blocked out these gentle sounds again.

Suddenly, the whole world became quiet.

After his mysterious attribute broke through 100, Ailin could already sense the free elements in the air by concentrating his mind.

However, at this moment, he still connected his mind to the wolf emblem, activated [Demon Hunting], and observed the many organ elements in his body with extreme calmness.

The continuous improvement of elemental affinity has caused the skin, flesh, and bones to be filled with a deep magical glow.

When you do Vipassana, you’ll see colors everywhere, which is actually quite strange to look at.

Of course, it also feels safe.

Although the effect was not obvious at ordinary times, the field of favor created by magic affinity had helped Ailin resist countless injuries, and even saved his life in the Parsolon Forest and the valley a few days ago.

A hidden pressure is hidden between the flesh and blood.

He can even release it like a large monster like the Great Griffin.

But it's not necessary.

On the one hand, he is a demon hunter, and the pressure he carries is strange in itself and can be easily misunderstood.

On the other hand, the pressure brought by the favor of magic is still very weak at the moment and has no effect when fighting against the enemy.

Of course, the future is promising.

After all, he was not here to check for magical favor. Ailin glanced at the skin, flesh and bones, then followed the fluorescent blood vessels to the heart.

In fact, the normal warlock's magic-related organs are actually in the abdomen. Since they are close to the reproductive system of men and women, magical erosion leading to organ failure is also the source of the warlock's sterilization.

But Ailin glanced at it.

Although he mysteriously broke through 100 and was in fact already a warlock, his abdomen did not seem to have grown any organs related to magic. It was just like other parts of the body that could hold magic, but it was not special.

In some ways, this seems to be a good thing.

However, since demon hunters themselves have no possibility of reproduction, this good thing seems to be meaningless.

Without thinking about those random things, Ailin's sight moved up along the magic veins.

“Bang~Bang~Bang~”

The muscular heart beats vigorously.

His eyes were focused on the heart, another organ with a complex structure.

The demon hunter's unique organ for storing magic power.

It has no name, and demon hunters generally just call it a "mutated organ."

"It's here!" Ailin was delighted.

At this time, the egg-cone-shaped organ was flickering with a light green light.

But the strange thing is that the light green light only flickered in the mutated organs, but not a single bit flowed into the magic veins.

Speaking of which.

This green magic was not the first time that Erin had seen it, except on Vigfortz.

A few days ago, when the progress of [Demon Hunting] was fully accumulated, the final sword was made with the participation of emerald green magic.

In the past two days, Ailin has also tried to stimulate the emerald magic, but he didn't succeed because his body was in a weak state or the explosion of emerald magic required "Beast Roar: Violence".

And before today, the mutated organs definitely didn't have the green glow they have now.

"It's good that it's not just a show-off but useless..."

Having found the source of the change, Ailin heaved a sigh of relief and took one last look at the emerald green organ that was glowing with magnificent light.

The "@#￥%\u0026 elements" bring more than just useless fireworks, they may also be the original magic power that is difficult for the magic source to control.

Heart pounding, breathing short.

Ailin's mind was full of the possibilities that would come with controlling the "original magic power".

However, he broke the connection with the wolf emblem with great difficulty.

“Huh~”

Ailin let out a breath and tilted his head to look out the window.

A crescent moon hangs in the center of the vast night, and the moonlight is cold.

"It's still too late today, let's find a chance to try it tomorrow..."

The experiment of "original magic" must have caused quite a noise. The entire temple is now asleep. It would be bad if there was another noise like the one just now.

The mind is made up.

Ailin suppressed the throbbing in his heart about the "original magic", stood up and blew out the flickering candle on the wooden table, then knelt on the bed in a meditative posture.

“Plop~”

“Plop~”

The heart beats rapidly with a unique rhythm.

In a flash.

There were dots of golden light in the blood, as if there was gold powder mixed in the blood...

He is practicing "Beast Roar: Violence".

Vesemir and the young demon hunter encountered a bottleneck in their practice of the battle cry... no... to put it bluntly, they haven't even gotten started. After all, they haven't even found the energy hidden in the blood.

therefore.

These days, he would take time out every day to practice like this.

In fact, he even wanted to practice "Beast Roar: Fury" instead of meditation, but for now he could only maintain it for four hours straight before he had to stop and rest.

Ailin's idea is actually very simple.

Since "War Cry: Fury" is closely related to "Beast Roar: Fury", to be precise, War Cry is a completely lower-level skill of Beast Roar.

So.

As long as he is proficient enough in "Beast Roar: Fury" and simplifies the training threshold of "Battle Cry: Fury", it should be a natural thing, just like a demon hunter master teaching his apprentice a seal.

It’s a pity that the effect has not been very good so far.

But Ailin was not in a hurry. Although his strength had been improving rapidly because of the Demon Hunting Notes, he would not be anxious because of the slow improvement.

After all, he has lived two lives as a human being and is not a natural genius.

In his previous life, Ailin also studied step by step from an orphan to a decent university and then entered a decent company.

He still has a little patience.

Moreover, practicing "Beast Roar: Fury" itself is of great benefit to Ailin, even without considering the impact of developing the Way of War Cry on the Demon Hunting Corps.

He had no reason to be impatient.

But today, it seems different.

Although it is still difficult to deal with the energy of the beast's roar, it is much faster than before.

Then at some point...

"Eh~"

With a cry of surprise, the "gold powder" that seeped out of the blood just appeared and then suddenly retracted.

The blood, which was as "heavy" as a column of mercury, suddenly recovered and surged like a mighty river.

However, Ailin ignored the beast roar energy that disappeared in an instant after all the hard work of transporting it, and suddenly opened his eyes and stared blankly at the twinkling stars outside the window.

After a long silence, he suddenly murmured helplessly:

"I seem to..."

“I understand…”

…

The next day.

Early in the morning, Arryn asked Nenneke about Tissaia de Vris's whereabouts, and then left the temple with Vesemir.

It seems that Tissaia de Vris has some cooperation to discuss with the Temple of Meritelii and Duke Mason, and has not left Elland yet.

Fortunately, that is the case.

Otherwise, no matter how important Ban Ader's matter was, it was impossible for Ailin to go to Aretusa at this time.

For one thing, the Sorceresses' Academy and Tissaia de Vris were not safe for Arryn.

He also didn't want Tissaia de Vris to know that he cared a lot about Ban Ade's affairs, and his say in the Temple of Meliteli was another consideration.

If you go and ask early in the morning, you can also use the excuse of asking for the giant ghoul's bone marrow and mention Ban Ade and Ottolan.

But flying all the way from Elland to Aretusa would leave no excuse, and the subsequent statements of the temple could be easily guessed.

"But if we go there like this, we will still be suspected, right?"

Vesemir, who had a knight's sword on his waist and a brown wide-brimmed hat he had found from somewhere, asked doubtfully.

“What are you talking about, Vesemir?” Arlin pulled Carrot’s reins, slowing down the black mare’s pace in the crowded city. “We’ll cancel our disguise when we get close to the Duke’s Castle… Uh… This outfit is indeed a bit weird, but you know I’m…”

“I know… I know…” Vesemir listened to the conversation with envy, “The God Slayer, the Blue Death, the Mayday King, and…”

He paused, tilted his head to glance at the elegant long sword hanging from Ailin's waist, and continued in a complicated tone:

"And Erza's great hero master."

"You are very popular in this city now, more popular than the bard from Niubao..."

"I didn't know you had so many titles."

Ailin glanced at the sarcastic Vesemir speechlessly, and glanced at the tavern he passed by.

"...The cat's blue pupils opened and closed, and the god of death came upon its call..."

"...The fourteen-year-old young knight of Elland named his beloved silver-white long sword Elsa..."

The bard in the tavern happened to be singing this passage.

Ailin didn't quite understand.

It has only been a few days since Elland experienced a major disaster, but has it already returned to its prosperity with taverns open during the day?

But from Vesemir's tone, it was clear that this was not the first time he had heard an excerpt related to Elsa.

Ailin pretended not to hear anything.

For some reason, he even felt a little regretful. Why wasn't he present when Vesemir first heard this passage?

I believe Vesemir's expression at that time must have been very interesting.

Of course.

Arryn also knew that Vesemir was only joking.

Given his relationship with Vesemir, the bet witnessed by Chief Soi was naturally meaningless.

Besides, despite Vesemir's sour words now, he actually loves his new Gilnar silver sword to death. Not only does he not allow anyone to approach it, he even spends a lot of time every day maintaining it.

Elsa was already his old love.

Vesemir didn't care about his silence and teased him. When he saw no response, he got to the point in a boring way:

"I'm not referring to our attire. This is not surprising. The illusion that conceals the pupils of the demon hunter can also be explained by magic props..."

"I mean the timing is wrong..."

"Time?" Ailin paused on his horse.

"Yes, time," Vesemir said with an experienced look, "Look at the time now. The sun has just risen and the morning mist has not yet dissipated. How can a sorceress get up so early?"

This... Ailin hadn't expected it.

"Isn't Ketissaya de Vries famous for being strict and old-fashioned?"

“We’re not in Aretuza Academy now,” Vesemir rolled his eyes. “Besides, we just went through a war. Aren’t we allowed to sleep in for a few days?”

Aelin was silent.

That's a bit problematic indeed.

Vesemir must have known this rule of the sorceress.

He took Vesemir and hurriedly went to inquire about the giant ghoul's marrow early in the morning, and also asked Ben Ade and Ottolan, it seemed that something was wrong.

But there is no way around it. Who knows if Tissaia de Vris will have to leave for something urgent? Of course, the sooner the better.

Otherwise Vesemir would have stopped it long ago.

"or?"

"no!"

Arryn began to speak but was interrupted by Vesemir.

"This woman, Tishaya de Vries, is too dangerous. I won't let you go alone."

Well, compared to missing it outright, being a little suspicious is still acceptable... Ailin thought.

that's all.

The two witchers came to the Duke's castle and, under the guidance of the servants, easily found the residence of the sorceress Aretuza.

But surprisingly, Tissaya de Vris was not sleeping at this moment.

And when Ailin asked for the giant ghoul's bone marrow, she agreed readily, even apologized to them, and promised to have someone deliver it to the temple in the afternoon.

However.

When Ailin tentatively asked Ban Ade and Ottolan, Tissaia de Vries was stunned for a moment, looked at him for a long time, and then said:

"That's quite a coincidence."

Tissaya de Vries folded her hands across her chest, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly in a playful manner:

"The person you wanted to ask just asked you."