Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 248 The Temptation of Immortality

"Da~"

The sorceress suddenly stopped, turned back and looked at Ianna, narrowing her eyes and warning:

"Don't do anything unnecessary, Ianna..."

Ianna sighed: "Every child should have a mother and a father. This is a truth that existed before the lady existed."

"Vera, don't you feel awkward? Why are you trying to avoid it..."

"I said, don't do anything unnecessary!" the sorceress warned again.

I felt the magic power in the air begin to vibrate, and a terrifying pressure loomed on my shoulders.

Ianna looked at the sorceress's beautiful appearance that had remained the same for hundreds of years and shook her head:
“Is this the only solution you have when you have a disagreement?”

The sorceress said nothing, but just stared into her eyes in silence.

"Okay, okay, I get it, I get it!" Ianna waved her hands helplessly, "I won't tell him about your relationship as mother and son..."

The pressure on the body disappeared instantly.

However, Ianna could feel that when the words "mother and son" were mentioned, the chaotic magic power around them was obviously touched.

"That's too much, Vera!" Ianna sighed again and rubbed her shoulders with both hands.

Vera tilted her head expressionlessly and looked towards the sanctuary:

"Ianna, I have been very polite to you."

"I haven't settled the two accounts with you before the statue!"

The old lady raised her eyebrows playfully and sighed:
"Hasn't it already been calculated?"

"I'm already an old lady who's about to die, and yet I'm threatened and taught a lesson by someone using chaos magic. I'm going to have nightmares again when I go home tonight..."

The sorceress stared at Ianna's face, the wrinkles left by the years.

Recalling how clean and fair this face once was.

Even though I knew Ianna was just making excuses out of habit, I couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted.

"Ianna..." She sighed, and her expression as cold as ice melted quietly: "Why don't you want to use the potion?"

A delicate hand with almost invisible pores touches the rough yet warm face.

"The anti-aging elixir will restore your youth, the green sigh will give you at least another ten years of life, and there are others..."

Ianna felt the cold body temperature on her face and smelled the unique scent of orange mixed with cardamom, and was stunned for a moment.

Then she raised her right hand, touched the cold left hand on her face, closed her eyes and shook her head gently, interrupting Vera:

"Vera, I don't need those potions."

Feeling her left hand wrapped in warmth, Vera instinctively trembled and continued to persuade:
"Since Verdant Sighs can work on you, it means that Lady Meliteli agrees... or at least doesn't care about her priests extending their lifespans. Why..."

"Mother Vera..." Ianna stared at the sorceress and gently interrupted her persuasion.

Vera was stunned by the name she hadn't heard for a long time.

"Growing old naturally is the greatest blessing that Ms. Meritelli has given me..."

Ianna opened her usually narrowed eyes wide, straightened her body, and looked at the sorceress seriously and firmly.

Vera was silent.

He looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar face with a complicated expression.

"Don't talk about this anymore," Ianna narrowed her eyes again, hunched her back slightly, and held Vera's hand with a smile, "We are both equally stubborn and can't convince each other..."

"We haven't seen each other for eleven years, let's talk about something happy!"

Ianna's eyes were kind and gentle.

However, Vera could see that in those pupils, which were as clear as when he was young, there was no difference in determination and persistence.

She meant it, and she was right.

Ianna is as stubborn as she is.

Otherwise, the two people would not have not seen each other for eleven years because of a quarrel, and neither of them took the initiative to contact each other during this period.

If it weren't for Ailin being disturbed by the evil god, perhaps...

Looking at Ianna's old age, wrinkles on her face, and the faint, almost imperceptible deathly aura.

Vera sighed in her heart and decided not to insist any longer.

I lowered my head and began to think about the past eleven years and see if there is anything worth sharing.

But she found that most of the time in the past, she was struggling in a vortex of resentment, self-blame and escape...

The truly happy days occurred almost entirely in the less than half a year after Ailin passed the Green Grass Trial.

then.

Vera began to tell Ianna every detail of what happened to Aelin after he passed the Trial of the Green Grass.

From using the mirage pearl she gave him as collateral to learn alchemy, to creating the stinking "killer whale" that could prolong the demon hunter's underwater breathing...

From being a water ghost killer to hunting the Ice King and the Cyclops, to becoming the youngest Demon Hunter Master...

From being an ordinary demon hunter apprentice in the Wolf School to convincing Soi to set up a demon hunting corps...

There is also heart essence, sword oil, magic potion, and so on, all made using unique alchemical techniques.

Although they were all talking about Ailin, Ianna just listened with her eyes narrowed, seeming to be fascinated.

She watched Vera's expression become more and more proud and satisfied, and she would respond from time to time. The atmosphere between the two was very harmonious.

There is a garden around the sanctuary, and not many people pass by at this time.

The two of them strolled slowly, admiring the spring scenery in the garden, while talking about a witcher who was still carefully cleaning the sanctuary.

Vera had no reservations about Ianna and they talked about everything.

She even talked about saving Shadia, the death of Haxor and the reunion with the spheres, and the wizard Ben Ard being captured and taken back to Kaer Morhen.

And she was worried about the future of Wolf School and the future of Arryn.

Ianna was not excited when she heard about these major events that affected the countries. She just listened quietly and gave a few words of comfort from time to time.

It was like a normal mother and daughter who hadn't seen each other for a long time chatting about family matters.

that's it.

Two hours passed quickly.

"As expected of a child of miracle! This little guy is really capable of doing something great!"

Ianna couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.

Vera glanced at her in reproach, her meaning was clear: "How can a sister say such a thing?"

Ianna chuckled mischievously and put her arm around Vera.

"But it's really troublesome..." Thinking of the two troublesome wizards in the dungeon of the Ancient Sea Fortress, Vera couldn't help but rub her forehead.

Some headache.

"By the way, among Francesca, Mary and Lisa, who do you like best?"

Ianna turned her clear eyes, which were inconsistent with her old appearance, and asked curiously.

Vera scolded unhappily:
"After talking about so many important things, you ask me this?"

"in addition……"

"Don't you think highly of Lisa?"

"Just asking," Ianna shook her head slightly, "and my liking for Lisa doesn't mean I have to restrict her. She is free..."

"Always……"

Vera smiled when she heard this and said casually:
"As long as Arryn likes it, it's fine. Soi is no longer a member of the Henrietta family, so there is no title for Arryn to inherit..."

"But it should be impossible for Lysa."

"Although I like this girl very much, it is obvious that the two of us have not spent much time together..."

"So it's Mary?" Ianna asked tentatively.

Vera smiled but said nothing.

Seeing this, Ianna smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

At this time.

The two of them happened to walk around the garden again and returned to the starting point.

Walk past the pink and red flowers and go straight for a while until you reach the sanctuary.

The spring sun gradually sets.

Wrapped in the flower corridor, the pure white building in the distance was dyed with flowing red and gold by the sunset.

"It's great to be young!"

Ianna looked in the direction of the sanctuary and suddenly sighed inexplicably.

Hearing this, Vera tilted her head and stared at the face that was getting older in the sunset.

In a daze.

It seemed like only yesterday that we had brought this girl, orphaned by war, to the Temple of Meliteli.

She advised reluctantly:
"Ianna, you can change your mind at any time."

"Thank you, Vera," Ianna shook her head, "but it's not necessary..." After a pause, she looked at the sky again, smiled gently at the sad-looking sorceress, and said:
"It's almost time. Call Ailin and let's go have dinner."

……

the other side.

Ailin, who was cleaning the church, cleaned almost every place except the statue.

to be frank.

For a demon hunter whose average attribute has exceeded 50 points, cleaning is indeed a bit of a waste of his talent, but the demon hunter does not object at all.

Not only because he was looking forward to removing the evil god's curse, he had also been looking forward to using the flash skill to the fullest for a long time, asking the goddess Meliteli for help.

More because.

While cleaning the church, the concentration and tranquility seemed to lift away the heavy burden from my shoulders bit by bit.

Very comfortable.

It's like adding a concentration buff.

So he kept cleaning, and even became a little addicted to it, and his sense of time became much rougher.

Two hours flew by.

of course.

Apart from this vague feeling of being relieved of a burden, nothing strange happened this afternoon.

For example, the voice you heard when facing the big-eyed evil god in Viscount Hudson's abandoned mine.

There is also the imagined black smoke of the evil god being forced out of the body by the sacred breath.

Nothing happened the entire afternoon.

This made Ailin feel a little empty.

Tell the truth.

He was quite curious about the origin of himself, the child of miracle, and the Demon Hunting Notes.

Before coming here, I thought maybe I could ask the goddess here and find some answers, but I didn't expect that after an afternoon, there was nothing unusual.

I felt relieved, but also a little disappointed.

Looking at the clean cathedral, Ailin heaved a sigh of satisfaction and thought:
"It only took one afternoon to clean this place..."

“I don’t know if Ms. Vera and Aunt Ianna have any other plans for me in the next few days.”

At this moment.

The witcher's ears suddenly moved, and he stood up and looked towards the door.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

"Shashasha~"

Footsteps came one after another.

The witcher recognized the footsteps of the sorceress and the high priest.

Not a few seconds passed.

Ianna and Vera walked in from the door one after another.

At this time.

Ailin noticed something strange.

Although Ianna was still smiling as before, Vera seemed to be in a bad mood.

Was it a quarrel?
The witcher guessed in his mind.

"Not bad, not bad," Ianna looked at the temple carefully and praised with narrowed eyes, "A good and thoughtful child, Ms. Meliteli must like you very much!"

Aelin smiled.

This is really possible...

After all, the goddess had saved his life from the big-eyed evil god and had even talked to him.

Thinking of this, he took out the amulet of the goddess Meliteli from his chest and handed it to Ianna:
"Aunt Ianna, do you think this amulet can be repaired?"

Ianna took the amulet, took a look at it, and shook her head:

"This kind of amulet is disposable and cannot be repaired. I can give you another one."

Ailin took the scarred silver amulet with regret and said:

"Don't bother, Aunt Ianna."

"That's all I have!"

Then he hung it around his neck.

Although after seven days, he will definitely not need this after getting rid of the evil god's curse.

But Ailin still had deep feelings for this amulet that saved his life and witnessed him opening many double-yolked eggs.

Ianna looked at Ailin's actions, and the smile on her face deepened:

"Good boy, this is no trouble."

"But it's getting late now, let's go eat first, your companions should be waiting for us!"

Ailin was indeed a little hungry.

He nodded, put down the rag in his hand, and followed Ianna and Vera to the door.

……

Just walked out of the sanctuary.

"Ha-"

A harsh noise suddenly sounded.

next second.

Ailin's body suddenly sank, as if falling into the deep sea, and darkness appeared in front of his eyes.

At a loss.

A line of sight with a strong presence was staring at him from behind, forcing him to "look" back in his chaotic consciousness.

At this moment.

"Be bold!"

There was an explosion from all directions in the consciousness space.

Countless incandescent lights followed closely behind, dispelling the darkness.

"Ha-"

After a miserable cry.

The witcher opened his eyes, surrounded by the scent of orange and cardamom.

At this moment, he was lying in Vera's arms.

"What's wrong, Ianna?" Vera asked anxiously, "What happened?"

"don’t worry."

A strange, ethereal, god-like voice sounded.

Ailin looked in the direction of the voice.

A pair of eyes emitting a milky white holy light were staring at him.

From behind those eyes, he seemed to see three blurry figures.

But next second.

Seemed to notice that Aelin was awake.

The white light disappears.

Ianna's pure grey eyes were as kind as usual, as if what Ailin saw was just an illusion.

Then the witcher felt his hand being grasped.

A steady stream of warmth flows in from the palms and spreads throughout the body.

The little bit of discomfort that Ailin had left was now completely cleared away.

"It's okay, it's okay..." the old man coaxed softly, "The bad guys have been driven away! All driven away!"

Ianna's tone of coaxing a child made Ailin suddenly feel a little uncomfortable.

"I'm all right……"

Aelin tried to stand up.

But Vera and Ianna pinned him to the ground and examined him for a long time before helping him up.

"what happened?"

The sorceress frowned and looked at Ianna.

In the past, this step was not included when removing the evil spirit's gaze.

"It's nothing," Ianna shook her head gently, "It's just some bad guy struggling to survive..."

(End of this chapter)