Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 499 Succubus Ailin
"The dean has returned to Aretusa. I will be in charge of rescuing Hen Gedimides."

With her black hair neatly tied up at the nape of her neck, Philippa Eilhart wore a men's short jacket, leggings and high boots similar to the ones she wore during the day, except that they were bright red, and the black onyx jewelry was deeply embedded in the white, making it eye-catching and extremely aggressive.

As soon as the sorceress stepped into the reception room, she took the initiative to speak.

"I don't remember that we agreed to the rescue during the day. I thought it was still a matter to be discussed." Ailin frowned.

"So you're going to refuse?" Philippa Ehart was not angry when she was refuted, and looked at him with her beautiful eyes.

Aelin hadn't spoken yet.

Philippa Ehrhart suddenly said without any context: "Dean Tissaia de Vries should have arrived in Aretusa by now, ready to persuade those stubborn old men."

“Convince of what?” Vesemir asked, frowning.

Philippa Ehart's rosy lips curled up slightly, revealing a charming smile: "Of course, we must sue Berendil Rogrides before Ben Ade and the Lisberg Civil Partnership..."

"By the way...you don't know Berendil Logrides yet, right?"

Ailin raised his eyebrows. "A black acorn emblem with diagonal gold stripes?"

"That's right," Philippa Eilhart raised her eyebrows, "This is the family emblem of Berendil Logrides. He is a noble warlock who separated from the Logrides family. Like me, he is a member of the Intermediate Council of the Warlock Brotherhood."

"Of course, what really made the dean take action now was not because of this wizard, but because of his background."

"The Logrides family is a real behemoth."

"Although only Berendil Logrides has been promoted to the Intermediate Council of the Warlock Brotherhood, and the others are all warlocks of the Low-Level Council, there are as many as five members of the Low-Level Council..."

“Six sorcerers?” Vesemir interrupted, frowning. “How can the Logrides family have so many sorcerers?”

Female sorcerers are naturally infertile. Although wizards are a little better in terms of fertility, it is only a slight possibility when they first enter the field of magic, just a little bit.

There are only two or three like that among about a hundred wizards.

What's more, the probability of a wizard giving birth to a warlock with a normal human female is actually about the same as the probability of two ordinary people giving birth to a warlock, not much higher.

Magical talent is difficult to pass on.

Therefore, it is simply incredible that there are six warlocks in one family.

Philippa Ehrhart curled her lips in mockery and said disdainfully: "No family can go against the laws of magic, and Logrides is certainly not one of them."

"Adopted sons. The Rodriguez family conducts magical talent testing in the territory and has adopted many adopted sons."

"These adopted sons used the power of the Logrides family to secretly form a group within the Warlock Brotherhood."

"But magic is fair. Wealth cannot buy talent. Even if a family tries its best, it can only advance to a low-level council."

Perhaps noticing that a group of people were hesitant to speak, she paused and explained:

"Although Berendil Logrides is a member of the Intermediate Council like me, he is almost two hundred years old. He was promoted only a few years ago. With his talent, he is almost at the end of his life."

"In addition, I also found out this afternoon that the achievements that Berendil Logrides and other wizards of the Logrides family relied on for their promotions had many problems."

"Of course, even so, one mid-level councillor and five low-level councillors have considerable influence in the Warlock Brotherhood."

"Moreover, some of the warlock brotherhood's affairs are usually handled by a member of the low-level council. Relatively speaking, in terms of actual secular power and control, the low-level council even exceeds the middle and high-level councils in some aspects."

The two witchers, Vesemir and Dante, nodded when they heard this.

Seeing that Aylin seemed a little confused, Vesemir explained, "The Supreme Council of the Brotherhood of Warlocks only has five people, and they have the highest power, but they have their own forces to take care of, such as Ben Ader College, Aretusa College, and the Lisberg Civil Partnership. They generally don't care about the internal affairs of the Brotherhood of Warlocks."

"The High Council is responsible for the evaluation of warlocks' achievements, revision of internal laws, internal warlock trials, etc."

"The Intermediate Council is responsible for inspecting sorcerer organizations, monitoring internal violations, and conducting diplomacy with the northern countries..."

"As for the lower council..."

Wesermil paused, glanced at Filba Ehrhart, hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Except for those talented warlocks, the low-level council directly bypasses them when they serve in various academies or are promoted. It seems that other warlocks do everything."

I see, it’s just doing odd jobs… Ailin thought.

Simply put, apart from the Supreme Council, they are all local lords.

The senior council sits in offices, the middle council works in the field, and the junior council does miscellaneous work.

Simple and direct.

"That's right," Philippa Ehrhard nodded, "Most of the chambers of commerce affiliated with the Warlock Brotherhood are also supervised by low-level councils, and those chambers of commerce have close ties with the nobles of various countries in the northern continent."

“So, although it may not sound like much power, in fact the power and responsibilities of the lower-level councils are not small.”

"More importantly, the Logrides family has a duke, an earl, three viscounts, and many barons and knights. Their sphere of influence spans Kaedwen, Redania, and Aedirn..."

"Combined with these two factors, the Logrides family is very strong in the secular world and the Warlock Brotherhood. Very strong."

Philippa Eilhart looked at Aelin.

The three witchers were silent at this moment.

A duke, an earl, and three viscounts - in the secular world, these are considered top-level aristocratic forces no matter which kingdom they are placed in, and are enough to influence the royal power.

Although Tissaia de Vries probably didn't care, and it was for the sake of order, she was still owed a big favor.

But Logrides... Ailin seemed to have heard of this name.

“The Wolf School does owe Lady Tissaia de Vries a big favor, but rescuing Heng Gedimides…” Vesemir shook his head, “It’s too dangerous. I can’t think of any possibility of survival. It’s simply sending myself to die for no reason.”

Philippa Ehrhart remained expressionless, as if she had expected these words.

"Erin," she smiled at the silent witcher, "Although I don't know why the dean thinks you can rescue Chancellor Heng Gedimidis, I will never let you die."

"After all, I want to go with you."

"What?!!" several demon hunters and Lisa exclaimed.

Only then did Philippa Ehrhart notice that there was one more person in the reception room.

She looked at the cautious look on the face of the girl in the priest robes, then looked at Ailin and asked with interest, "Who are you?"

The girl standing close to Ianna was like a little female cat whose territory had been invaded, with a baby voice and bared teeth and claws.

"I am Lysa, Meliteli's servant." Lysa puffed out her chest and answered expressionlessly.

Philippa Eilhart looked down from Lisa's face and smiled, "Philippa Eilhart, patrol warlock of the Warlock Brotherhood."

"You said you wanted to go too?" Ailin didn't let the two women continue their conversation and spoke up to get the topic back on track.

"Of course!" Philippa Ehrhardt, "Without me, you won't be able to find the place even if you go in. I'm the only one who knows all the secret information."

"Besides, the upright wizards at Ben Ade Academy will only trust me and not a demon hunter." "So..."

Philippa Ehrhart glanced at everyone in the reception room and curled her lips:

"Do you still think this is a suicide mission?"

"I'm not sure. I won't joke with my life, and Aretuza won't risk a member of the Intermediate Council of the Brotherhood of Warlocks who is extremely talented, a patrol warlock."

“Does it have to be Arryn?” Dante interrupted. “Vesemir and I, both of us can go in his place…”

Philippa Eilhart shook her head. "I naturally feel that the two masters of the Wolf School are more reliable, but the dean seems to value Ailin more. Before she left, she emphasized to me that this operation was only him and me..."

"Two people."

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, when she said "two people", Philippa Eilhart gave Lisa a second look with a half-smile.

Lisa had a blank expression on her face, and her right hand clenched into a fist behind her back.

"I've never cooperated with you before." Ailin was silent for a few seconds. "Are you sure that in such a dangerous environment, we can cooperate naturally instead of becoming obstacles to each other?"

Francesca's lesson was profound.

Now Ailin no longer has the same filter through which he viewed the characters in the original novel as when he first crossed over.

What does it matter if Philippa Eilhart will be a royal advisor, a female regent, the founder of the Sorceresses' Guild, or the behind-the-scenes manipulator of the witcher world's politics in the future?

Philippa Eilhart is now just like Francesca was back then, just a talented sorceress who just graduated from Aretuza, nothing more.

"Are you worried that I'll hold you back?"

Philippa Ehrhart was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

She held up her long, snow-white neck like a swan, restrained her smile, and said proudly:

"Coincidentally, I have the same doubts."

"This operation concerns the future of the Warlock Brotherhood and the Northern Continent. Although the dean will definitely not find a useless man for me, I have never seen you take action."

"Fortunately, the dean and the Brotherhood of Warlocks both need time to gather intelligence and contact insiders. I think you also need time, so that the school can have time to deal with the follow-up..."

"So from now on I will stay with you. We have plenty of time to get to know each other, get used to each other, and learn how to cooperate with each other."

Arryn and Vesemir looked at each other, and Vesemir nodded slightly.

then.

Ailin thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow, we will return to Kaer Morhen."

"As long as you don't mind having one more person, I can follow you. I also have a way to contact the dean," Philippa Ehart nodded slightly. "I have been curious about the first great griffin tamed by humans for a long time."

It's no surprise that Ms. Vera has a lovebird, and Philippa Eilhart and Tishaya de Vries have their contact props.

However, thinking of the great griffin who was about to devote himself to hatching the cub, Ailin thought for a moment and said:

"The big griffin can only send us back. Due to some reasons, we will not be able to summon it again for a long time."

"If the rescue of Hen Gedimides requires a great griffin..."

He spread his hands.

The Great Griffin can no longer be summoned... Philippa Ehrhart frowned upon hearing this and said, "Even in an emergency, isn't it possible?"

Ailin thought for a moment and said truthfully: "The big griffin needs to hatch eggs. I am not sure if she will respond to my call when I really need her."

“Hatching eggs?!” Philippa Ehrhart’s eyes lit up instantly, and she quickly asked, “Can you give us one of the hatched griffin cubs? I can pay for it!”

Arryn glanced at Vesemir and smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, there aren't enough cubs for us to share."

"Okay..." Philippa Ehart was a little disappointed.

What a great help an obedient griffin would be to a warlock.

When she encounters danger and enemies, she can fly down from the sky and cast spells with ease.

It is a huge waste to use it as a mount for a group of reckless men who only know how to swing swords in close combat.

However, the great griffin was Arryn's property after all, so Arryn could give it to whoever he wanted. Philippa Eilhart had no reason to rob it.

but……

Philippa Ehrhart glanced at Lisa, who was listening to High Priest Ianna with her head down.

Perhaps, it is not really impossible to get another one.

"I will explain the situation to the dean," Philippa Ehrhardt said, "but I don't think it will have much impact. It will just be more troublesome to leave Ban Ade."

"As long as it doesn't affect you." Ailin nodded.

After the serious business was discussed, the reception room fell into silence for a while.

At this time.

"Alin."

Ianna, who had been a witness between the two parties and watched silently as the two parties reached an agreement, suddenly spoke up.

"Aunt Ianna?" Ailin looked over.

"After you finish with Ban Ade's matter, don't forget to go back to Elland," Ianna said.

"Oh... OK..." Ailin was stunned for a moment, nodded subconsciously, and then asked curiously, "Does Duke Mason have any other commissions?"

"You have such a bad memory!" Ianna frowned and scolded, "You were in a hurry to return to the school and save Naheng Gedimidis. It was really urgent, so I didn't say anything."

"After doing these two things, don't you have time to perform the Holy Child Ritual?"

The Holy Son Ceremony... Philippa Ehrhart covered her mouth in surprise when she heard this.

She thought that after the public trial of Redanian noble Evans in the afternoon, the matter had been tacitly concluded.

After all, the Temple of Meliteli should not accept a demon hunter who is hostile to so many forces as his Holy Son.

She looked at Arlin, who was frowning. She had never stared at a witcher so seriously before.

She was curious.

What kind of magic power does this demon hunter have?
(End of this chapter)