Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 241: Wild Hunt's Thoughts

"Alin, what do you think?"

Vesemir tilted his head and asked seriously.

The demon hunter master's humble attitude of listening to the opinions of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child made the dwarves John Kramer and Ernesto feel a little strange.

Although they all knew that this fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy was also a master demon hunter.

But such a picture really gives people a very strong sense of contrast.

Especially the Blackbeard Dwarf.

As Vesemir's best friend and someone who had once adventured together in the northern continent, he had a deep understanding of Vesemir's stubborn character.

It was hard to imagine him listening to a child, especially one who was Vesemir's own apprentice.

At least for the sake of their own prestige, the dwarf blacksmiths will not allow their apprentices to express a different opinion in front of outsiders.

Facing everyone's gaze, Ailin organized his words and said:

"Master Vesemir is right. We know nothing about the Wild Hunt right now. If we rush in to chase it, we will definitely get nothing."

"But there are people in this world who understand the Wild Hunt..."

"You mean the School of the Viper?" Ernesto had an idea.

Ailin nodded and said:
"To be precise, it was Ivar the Evil Eye, the Grand Master of the Viper School."

"You mean to ask Grandmaster Ivar the Evil Eye to come and deal with the Wild Hunt?" Vesemir thought this idea was a little unreliable. "The Grandmaster hasn't left Nilfgaard for nearly a hundred years. Are you sure he will come?"

In the Wolf School's group of masters, he is not responsible for communicating with other schools.

But I have also heard some rumors about the Viper School.

Although this school was indeed established due to the original intention of the school's founder, Ivar Evil Eye, to destroy the Wild Hunt.

But in recent years, there have been many rumors coming from Nilfgaard that the Viper School has fallen to the same level as the dregs of the Cat School, accepting assassination commissions.

Therefore, Vesemir expressed doubts about this school and whether Iva the Evil Eye still adhered to his original intentions.

"If Grandmaster Ivar knew that we really saw the Wild Hunt, he would definitely come..."

Arryn also knew Vesemir's concerns.

However, the assassination of the King of the Viper School in the previous life was a major event that ran through the main storyline of the second generation of the game.

Because of his interest, Ailin once specially collected information about the Viper School.

Vesemir only knew that the evil eye of the grand master of the Viper School could see the Wild Hunt, but he didn't know that it was not just that he could see, but that he had to see.

In the official settings.

Ivar the Evil Eye's eyes can't help but see the bloody scenes of the Wild Hunt's ghost riders looting, slaughtering, and conquering.

Those ghost riders were his obsession.

Something that even Vesemir might not know.

Ivar Evil Eye even had a conflict with Anahad, the founder of the Bear School, because of the Wild Hunt.

Ivar betrayed Anahad.

Even nearly killed him.

How could such a person as Ivar Evil Eye not come after knowing the exact news about the Wild Hunt?

However, there was no way for Arryn to express what was in his mind, and the existing reasons were not enough to convince Vesemir.

So Ailin changed his statement:

"Even if Grand Master Ivar doesn't come, he will definitely send a few demon hunters from the Viper School to deliver the relevant research on the Wild Hunt."

"Besides, it is unrealistic to expect Grand Master Iva to deal with the Wild Hunt alone."

"I would rather have him teach us how to deal with the Wild Hunt..."

"Dwarf's Beard! You want to deal with the Wild Hunt?" The black-bearded dwarf shouted in surprise.

Seeing the huge ice cluster that was as big as a city gate, and even learning from the scholars in Niubao, this spell was just cast casually by the Wild Hunt.

He had never heard of a sorcerer who could do this.

Where does this silly boy get the courage to actually fight against that legendary monster?

"We have to deal with it..." Ailin shook his head. "The Wild Hunt has already appeared. Instead of relying on luck to avoid encountering these monsters, we might as well find a way to solve this problem."

Upon hearing this, Vesemir looked at the young witcher's expression and his eyebrows twitched, as if he understood something.

But no words were spoken.

Mary hesitated to speak.

The dwarf and Ernesto looked at each other and were immediately in awe.

"I didn't expect that you have such positive ideas despite your young age." The dwarf exclaimed.

"I didn't expect you to do this for that mother and daughter." Ernesto also sighed, "I always thought that demon hunters were emotionless..."

Ailin opened his mouth but didn't have time to speak when he heard this.

"Only demon hunters from the Bear School would lose their emotions due to mutation!" Blackbeard glanced at him, "I, a dwarf who runs a tavern, know this, and you are a professor of mysticism in Niubao."

Ernesto was not angry. He laughed and explained:
"My research direction is not about demon hunters, but the connection between ancient myths and legends and mysticism..."

Vesemir, who was dizzy from hearing this, interrupted quickly:
"So, who will inform the Viper School of the arrival of the Wild Hunt?"

Just say it.

Everyone looked at Ernesto at the same time.

"Okay, okay, I will go to Nilfgaard to deliver the letter to the Viper School." Ernesto shook his head helplessly.

"Hahaha, of course it's you, you were planning to go anyway!" the dwarf laughed.

After explaining to the mother and daughter upstairs, everyone else looked much more relaxed, except for Mary who looked a little unhappy.

"However, I have to wait until my journey is over before going to Nilfgaard..." Ernesto added with a smile, "This was agreed upon before I came here."

“Of course.” Vesemir nodded.

At this time, the dwarf brought a large barrel of beer from behind the bar, poured a glass for everyone at the table, including Alin and Mary, and asked curiously:

"By the way, where are you planning to go on this trip?"

"Thank you~" Ernesto took the beer, took a sip, and said casually: "Ban Ade of Kaedwen..."

"I need some information for a project, but it's only available from the Dean of Ben Ade College, Henry Gedimidis, and it's not available for loan."

"So I can only go there and see it and then come back..."

Before he finished speaking, Ernesto noticed that everyone at the table was looking at him strangely.

He subconsciously touched his face and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Dwarf's beard!" Blackbeard looked at Ernesto as if he were looking at a dead man. "Luckily I asked this question. Didn't you know that the King of Kaedwen died in Ban Ard?"

"Ah?" Ernesto put down his glass in confusion.

"The Gluttonous King Hackso died at the Confluence of the Spheres in Ban Ader," Blackbeard gave him a pitiful look and added, "When he died, Vesemir and Arryn were there and saw it with their own eyes."

"Alin was probably awarded the title of Master Demon Hunter because he killed two large monsters in Ban Ader, right?"

The accurate information made him stroke his thick beard proudly. He looked at Vesemir and then at Arryn.

Ailin smiled cooperatively but said nothing.

"Wait..." Ernesto felt his mind was a mess.

The king of Kaedwen died inexplicably and died at his destination.

There is also a celestial intersection...

Didn't that disappear hundreds of years ago?

What on earth is this dwarf talking about?
Seeing that his eyes were blank and clear, Vesemir kindly told him the ordinary version of the king's death.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Ernesto slapped the table with his eyes shining and said excitedly:
"Then you have to go!"

"The intersection of the celestial spheres... that is a intersection of the celestial spheres that has never occurred in a hundred years..."

"Dwarf's beard! Are you crazy?" Ernesto's fanatical look made Blackbeard quickly take a big sip of beer to calm down his fear. "The king died in the territory of those damn wizards..." "I know that such a place must be very dangerous just by listening to it. Do you dare to go there?"

Ernesto took a sip of beer and shook it:

"What do I, a foreign scholar, have to be afraid of?"

"The political struggle within Kaedwen will never affect me..."

"but……"

Ernesto paused excitedly:
"The intersection of the celestial spheres has not occurred for hundreds of years. Now the wizards seem to have found a way to make the celestial spheres intersect."

"A little danger is nothing."

Ailin looked at Ernesto's expression, which said "I would rather die than hear the truth in the morning", then glanced at Vesemir and interrupted his illusion:
"I also advise you not to go to Ban Ade..."

"Why?" Ernesto and the dwarf looked over curiously.

"Because of the war..." Vesemir sighed, and continued, "Aedirn is sending troops to Kaedwen."

"We came from Vengerberg. That city has been placed under martial law because of the upcoming war..."

"A few days ago, the city guards were arresting armed homeless people and mercenaries, so if you run over there now, you won't run into political risks..."

The table suddenly became quiet.

The cold wind that rushed in from the half-broken door now seemed to carry the bloody and rusty smell of war.

Ernesto and the dwarf looked at each other.

The next second, the professor of mysticism from Niubao understood what was going on and his face turned pale.

Being captured as a conscript during war is a life-threatening situation!

He took a sip of beer tremblingly and muttered:

"Yes, those monsters also flew eastward."

"I had forgotten that where there is a Wild Hunt, there is war..."

The dwarf sighed, patted him on the shoulder, raised the barrel and poured him another glass:
"At least you know now, right? Good luck human boy!"

Ernesto nodded, took another sip of beer, looked at Aylin and Vesemir gratefully, stood up and said solemnly:
"Master Vesemir, Master Arryn, I owe you a favor..."

The two demon hunters waved their hands and said nothing.

"You do owe them a big favor..." The dwarf patted Ernesto on the back with a hoarse voice, "So hurry to Nilfgaard and invite the Grand Master of the Viper School."

Ernesto nodded vigorously and said, "I will find a caravan to go to Nilfgaard tomorrow..."

"and many more……"

Ernesto suddenly looked at Vesemir and Aelin and asked pleadingly:

"Can I tell the caravan people about the war?"

"They took good care of me along the way..."

Vesemir and Arryn nodded. "That's no problem."

After receiving a positive answer, Ernesto apologized and hurried out.

Looking at Professor Niubao's hurriedly leaving back, the dwarf sighed softly:
"War... war... humans always love war..."

"It seems that the blood will never stop flowing until it is completely shed."

The dwarf's rough face showed a rare melancholy, as if he had thought of something.

He took a big sip of wine and then sighed:

"The last war was caused by the affair between the Temeria prince and the count's wife..."

"Vesemir, what excuse did humans come up with to kill their own kind this time?"

Vesemir was silent for a few seconds.

Thinking of the hateful look of Trick Quinn, the deputy leader of the Knights of Aedirn, before leaving Vengerberg, he also took a sip of wine and sighed:
"It seems like revenge."

"Revenge..." the dwarf repeated in a low voice, smacking his lips, "What a good excuse!"

……

Because of the news of the war, the fine wine that Blackbeard was so proud of seemed to have lost its taste.

then.

Vesemir, Arryn, and Mary helped the dwarves clean up the tavern while their bodies were still dirty.

During the process, the unconscious woman also woke up.

She walked down in a daze, her face as pale as a dead person.

Only after listening to Ailin's ideas did he become a little angry and kept saying thank you.

Because her husband died, the woman had some savings, but she had lost her source of income and did not want to leave Fugang.

The dwarf hired her as a kitchen helper in the tavern to do odd jobs.

Several people also knew her name - Fulla Duli.

In ancient language, this means Sayuri.

I guess the woman’s background is not low.

However, she seemed unwilling to talk about the past, so no one asked any more questions.

After helping the dwarves tidy up and clean the tavern and eating dinner, Ernesto came back.

He brought back some news that surprised the demon hunter.

Considering the war between Aedirn and Kaedwen, the caravan prepared to return.

We will set off tomorrow morning, and our next destination is Bayeri Moster in Temeria.

It's only two or three hours away from Ireland.

Ernesto knew that the witchers wanted to go to Elland, so he helped them contact the location of the ship and paid the money.

This saves the three of them from having to look for a boat tomorrow.

……

After dinner, the two witchers and Mary were on their way back to their room.

Mary's room was on the outermost side, so she went back to her room first.

Vesemir followed Arryn to his chambers.

"Crack~"

The door is closed.

After Vesemir took a quick look at the layout of the room, he suddenly asked in a low voice:

"Ai Lin..."

"Do you have any other ideas about the Wild Hunt?"

He thought he knew Ailin a little bit.

In the Wild Hunt, which has little to do with witchers and the School of the Wolf, Ailin has too much involvement.

The young demon hunter looked out the window upon hearing this.

The sky is filled with stars.

But under that seemingly peaceful and calm night sky.

The war is brewing.

Evil hunters riding skeleton horses spread disaster...

Ailin sighed and said:

"Master Vesemir, it's not that I have ideas about the Wild Hunt."

"But the Wild Hunt...has ideas about me!"

(End of this chapter)