Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 228 What is a Killer Whale?

"My name is Dieter, from Toussaint, and I'm currently a tutor..."

private teacher……

Vesemir's mind moved.

In the Northern Continent, being a tutor is not an ordinary profession and ordinary people certainly cannot afford to hire one.

Vesemir carefully observed Dieter in front of him.

He is handsome, has a great temperament, is well-mannered, and comes from Toussaint, the country of knights...

Anyone who can hire such a person as a tutor must be a wealthy nobleman.

The tutors of great nobles usually do more than just teach.

They often participate in local political decision-making, and even because of their closeness to great nobles or future heirs, their status in the local area is much higher than that of ordinary small nobles.

Vesemir made his judgment.

However, given his status, he didn't need to flatter anyone. He winked at Ailin, asked him to come over, and then listened patiently to what Dieter had to say.

After briefly introducing himself, Dieter glanced around and suddenly noticed the wolf emblem on Vesemir's chest. He immediately stood up in awe and said:
"So you are a demon hunter from the Wolf School. No wonder you can kill such a powerful monster."

"In Toussaint, when I was very young, my mother told me the legend of the School of the Wolf..."

"On the top of the towering snow-capped mountains in the north, there is an ancient castle where the most powerful demon hunter in the world lives..."

"They advocate the path of glory and never bully the weak..."

The compliments to the school from the Toussaints made Vesemir unconsciously raise his chest.

At this time, Ailin and Mary also came over.

Looking at the sincere and somewhat fanatical expression on the face of the Toussaint named Dieter, Ailin felt proud but also a little awkward.

Since coming down the mountain.

It was the first time that he heard praise for his own school from ordinary people.

"Werewolves, vampires, cyclops, even dragons..."

"No matter how ferocious the monster is, it will surrender under the silver sword..."

Dieter took a step forward excitedly, shook Vesemir's hand excitedly, and said:
"I didn't expect that today, I would have the honor to witness the Wolf School's Demon Hunter Master hunting a great griffin..."

"It's not a worthwhile trip, it's not a worthwhile trip!"

I didn't expect to meet a fanatical fan of Toussaint's Wolf School.

Vesemir, whose hands were held, laughed awkwardly twice, then calmly pulled his hands away and shook his head.
"Perhaps you didn't see clearly just now. It wasn't me who killed the big griffin..."

Vesemir pulled Ailin over, patted him on the shoulder and introduced him:
"Alin, the youngest demon hunter master in the history of the Wolf School, was the one who killed the great griffin just now."

"Also, do you have any request?"

Hearing Vesemir's words, Dieter subconsciously looked at Ailin's childish face covered in dust and blood.

The expression on his face gradually changed from confusion to shock.

"Master Ai...Master Ailin?"

Dieter's tone was a little uncertain.

He turned his head to look at the huge corpse of the great griffin that was like a small mountain, and then looked at Arryn who still looked childish.

He could distinguish between a griffin and a giant griffin, so he must have a good grasp of monstrosity.

That's why he knew better how difficult it was to hunt a big griffin.

therefore.

When he walked over just now, he saw that the witcher master named Ailin was closer to the griffin than the older witcher in front of him.

He also subconsciously thought that it was this older witcher who hunted the great griffin.

Who... who would have thought that it was actually him!
He...he is not even sixteen years old yet?
Ailin also knew a little about the profession of tutor and knew that Vesemir was helping him "expand potential customers."

So he didn't say much, just nodded and asked again:
"Excuse me, what is the commission you are here for?"

At this time.

Dieter came back to his senses.

He smiled apologetically, seeming to have calmed down, but the shock remaining in his eyes was hard to conceal:
"Excuse me, Ailin... Master Ailin's age and strength are really surprising."

Vesemir and Arryn shook their heads slightly, motioning for him to continue.

Dieter cleared his throat and said:
"The reason I came here is, on the one hand, to thank you for saving my life."

"If you hadn't led the giant griffin away in time, the entire caravan would have been killed by it..."

Vesemir and Arryn remained silent.

They all knew that the focus must be on the second half.

really……

After a pause, Dieter pointed to the avenue not far away.

There were quite a few people gathered there, some were waking up those who had fainted on the ground, and some were righting the overturned carriage on the ground.

In front of the carriage were the carcasses of two horses being eaten by giant griffins.

That was the caravan carriage that was attacked by the giant griffin before!
has a problem!
Vesemir and Arryn looked at each other.

"The caravan that was attacked by the griffin invited me to be a tutor..." Dieter paused for an unnoticeable moment, "Um... the students sent me to pick me up."

"You are all professional demon hunters. You must know that great griffins usually hunt and survive in the mountains."

"It is impossible to attack a caravan walking near a human city without any accidents, so..."

"You want us to investigate why the griffin attacked you?" Ailin continued.

Although he still felt a little weird looking at Ailin's exceptionally young face, Dieter did not show it on his face.

He shook his head and said:

"We have to hurry to Kaedwen. We don't have the time to stop here and search..."

"We just want to know whether this attack was an accident..."

"certainly……"

"It would be even better if we could find out the cause and source in a short time!"

Without waiting for the two demon hunters to reply, Dieter pondered for a few seconds and continued:
"I know that demon hunters always ask for compensation when they accept commissions."

"How about a thousand orens?"

"If you can really find the cause, I can give you another 200 orens."

Dieter paused and looked at the two demon hunters.

"can."

Without much hesitation, Alyn glanced at Vesemir and nodded.

None of the three mentioned the reward for saving their lives.

Both demon hunters knew that the one thousand orens were actually life-saving money.

But it's just a nicer way of saying it.

After all, it was just an inspection of the convoy, and even if Vesemir and Arryn's status as witcher masters was taken into account, it would not exceed twenty orens.

"Please come with me."

Seeing that Ailin accepted the commission, Dieter smiled and led the way.

Just as Ailin was about to catch up, Vesemir patted him on the shoulder and whispered:

"Go ahead. Remember what I taught you about tracking. I'll go and process all the materials for the giant griffin. I'll be back soon..."

Then he passed him and walked towards the headless body of the griffin.

As for Mary...

Her gaze lingered on both demon hunters for a few seconds before she finally caught up with Aelin.

Compared to processing materials, detective adventure is more interesting.

……

Following Dieter, we walked along the ruined north-south main road of the kingdom.

As far as the naked eye could see on the entire avenue, only Dieter's team was packing their luggage and bandaging the wounds of their injured members.

Dieter seemed to be very reassured about Ayling.

Seeing Vesemir turned around and walked to the big griffin, he didn't say anything, but continued to tell Arryn about the situation at that time:

"The griffin came suddenly. Before any of us could react, the two horses pulling the carriage were attacked..."

"Luckily, the beast only targeted the horses. The others only had minor injuries such as scratches and falls. They are not serious..." Ailin listened carefully and looked around.

As he walked past the caravan members towards the carriage, he always felt that these people were familiar.

At first he thought he had run into someone he knew.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to observe the environment, he took a few glances at a seriously scratched and bloody wounded man, and then he found out what was wrong.

Except for a fat middle-aged man who looked like a businessman.

There was no wailing or screaming from these injured people.

They are strictly disciplined and do their own things in an orderly manner.

This is not a quality that a caravan guard can possess.

Not only that, those who were able to move freely, although they did not carry any weapons, mostly tilted their bodies slightly to the left while moving.

This is a sequelae of wearing a long sword on the waist for a long time, which causes the body's center of gravity to be unbalanced.

Or occupational disease.

Most people may not be able to discover it.

But Ailin had a keen sense, and these differences from ordinary people were as obvious to him as torches in the dark.

"The destination is Kaedwen, and this familiar feeling..."

After thinking for a while, Ailin came up with an answer that even he himself found hard to believe.

Are these people the King's personal guards of Haxo?

wrong……

Hackso is dead...

So they are...

"Master Ailin, where do you plan to start your investigation?"

Dieter's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Ailin didn't rush to answer, he closed his eyes.

The Great Griffon has an extremely keen sense of smell and vision.

Therefore, after knowing the characteristics of this monster, if you want to find clues, you can only start from these two aspects.

Visually impossible.

There are so many people on this north-south road, and the big griffin is not very intelligent, so it cannot distinguish the target even if someone is controlling it.

Therefore, if there is an accident, it can only be the sense of smell.

Recalling the techniques Vesemir had taught him at Kaer Morhen, Alyn's magic flowed rapidly.

The "doors" of the mutated organs on both sides of the nose were opened.

In an instant,
The smell of rust, sweat, grass, and strong perfume...

Before the countless smells could transform into colorful colors before his eyes, Ailin had easily found his target.

"Master Ailin, do you need me to find someone to cooperate with you?"

Dieter stood aside and saw the witcher closed his eyes, thinking that he had encountered some problem.

"No need, I found it!"

The cat's blue eyes opened, and Ailin nodded gently to Deet.

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone right away...what...found it?"

Dieter shouted in surprise, attracting the attention of the caravan members who were suspected to be the king's guards.

How did I find it just by closing my eyes?
Are you lying to him?

Even though Dieter had a great influence on the Wolf School, he couldn't help but have some doubts at this time.

Even Mary, who was following Ailin like a shadow, stared at him in surprise with her eyes wide open.

Ailin didn't explain much. He stepped on the broken wood left by the overturned carriage on the ground, followed the familiar smell, and walked around the carriage.

At the junction of the brown dirt road and the grass, a pile of beautifully decorated small wooden boxes lay scattered on the ground.

Some of the small wooden boxes were broken, and when they were opened, crystal bottles filled with light yellow liquid were revealed.

Some even had their crystal bottles broken.

These are all expensive perfumes.

The fragrance that Ailin smelled just now came from here.

I don’t know if the chamber of commerce that Dieter belongs to really exists.

If this is true, then the merchants must have suffered heavy losses on this trip.

"This smell... and this crystal bottle in the shape of a siren..."

"Are these all Ms. Helena's latest perfume, 'Siren's Kiss'?"

"So many of them actually broke into pieces..."

After approaching, Mary, whose presence was not very noticeable, spoke up.

The extreme regret and heartache were uncontrollably revealed in the clear female voice.

Dieter stared at Mary in a daze, before he could say anything.

A fat and kind businessman, who was different from the other members, jumped out from behind the crowd and praised.

"This lady has great taste. This is truly a Siren's Kiss..."

When Mary heard this, she realized that everyone around her was looking at her.

She stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, said "sorry", and then shrank back behind Ailin timidly.

The fat businessman didn't talk to Mary because she was shy. Instead, he whispered in Dieter's ear:

"Master Dieter, the purchase price of a bottle of Siren's Kiss is 450 orens..."

Dieter's eyes widened instantly, then he looked at the businessman with suspicion, and then looked at Mary.

A small bottle of perfume that costs nearly 500 orens is not something everyone has seen...

The boy is the youngest master demon hunter, so what is the identity of this girl?
But since neither demon hunter took the initiative to introduce themselves.

After Dieter nodded to the fat businessman, he did not ask about the identity of the woman in the merchant's family, which would be tedious.

He is just a little curious now...

Could it be that these perfumes attracted the griffin?
to be frank.

If Master Ailin really said so, the reason was a bit far-fetched.

But after all, they saved the lives of an entire "caravan" of members, so even if Ailin really said so.

Dieter was also ready to admit it.

"Bang~Bang~"

Ailin gently stroked aside the boxes stacked on top and picked up a box hidden inside.

"This is it!"

Ailin didn't open it, but handed it directly to Dieter who looked puzzled.

Dieter took the beautifully decorated box and was about to open it after hesitating for a moment.

"Let me open it, Master Dieter!"

The fat businessman reached out to take the small box.

But he was stopped by Dieter.

He glanced at Ailin, took a deep breath, and opened it directly.

"Click~"

The moment the box was opened.

A strong stench, as if fresh meat had been rotting in a damp and warm place for three days and three nights, hit my face.

"killer whale!"

Mary exclaimed.

She is so familiar with this smell!
killer whale?

The name sounds like a highly toxic poison.

Dieter was so frightened that he didn't have time to look at the contents of the box carefully. He immediately dropped the box on the ground and asked anxiously:
“What is a killer whale?”

(End of this chapter)