Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 503: Shura Field! Philba got what she deserved!

The lavender magical glow went out.

The graceful body was lying on the narrow oak table in an extremely awkward posture because of the long sword pressed against the chin.

The oak table in Arlin's room was not very big. It was a small round table that could only hold a plate and a cup.

Nowadays, this kind of small but particularly visually impactful.

She struggled to support a corner of the round table that was occupied by her plump, snow-white breasts with one hand, sinking deeply into the dark brown edge of the table, leaving a light red mark.

The other hand instinctively covered her chest, but it was inevitable that her breasts were exposed because they were too full.

The black onyx jewelry swayed askew.

Two slender legs, closed and crossed, hung down and suspended in the air, like beautifully carved jade.

Under the moonlight, the small, reddish toes were curled, emitting a translucent luster.

She was naked except for the black onyx necklace that lay on her plumpness.

"Don't you warlocks' Transfiguration spells include changing clothes?" Ailin asked.

If he remembered correctly, whether in the original book or in the game, Philippa Eilhart's transformed owl was properly dressed after being restored.

Although female sorcerers are always bold, they generally don't have any special fetishes.

"Both the flesh and the object are simple," Philippa Ehrhardt explained calmly, but her trembling voice revealed that she was not as calm as she appeared to be. "But it is difficult to do both at the same time. Right now, I cannot do both at the same time."

"But soon, in at most half a year, I will be able to master this advanced technique..."

Philippa Ehart felt that her words were a sign of weakness, like a child who had lost a game and was trying to make excuses in the hope of saving her lost face.

Her tone paused, and she raised her head, her yellow-brown eyes flickering with an inexplicable brilliance.

"Does it look good?"

She lowered one hand and looked directly into the witcher's blue eyes.

The hair hangs down, sways, and trembles, and the graceful figure is exposed in the air.

The black agate stone now looks like a teardrop mole on the corner of a beauty's eye, making her look more charming.

This extremely aggressive picture makes the scent of roses and bay leaves instantly clearer.

Aelin had not expected Philippa Eilhart to be so bold, and his eyes were involuntarily drawn to the only moving object in the room.

The body was stagnant.

Although he had never been married in his previous life, Ailin was not someone who lacked experience, and it was impossible for him to be as shy and evasive as a fourteen-year-old boy.

Instead, he admired it openly for a long time and gave a very sincere evaluation: "It looks very good."

This made Philippa Eilhart's body, which was about to stand up, freeze. She stared at Ayling blankly, but she could not see any obscene desire in those blue eyes that were like clear mountain springs.

Ailin understood the impolite inquiry in Philippa Eilhart's eyes, sheathed his sword, and looked away: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in you."

Not interested... Philippa Ehrhart laughed in anger.

For a sorceress who pays special attention to her appearance, nothing could be more humiliating than this moment.

"I don't remember that the Wolf School's witchers were castrated of their emotions. That seems to be the exclusive domain of the Bear School..."

Philippa Eilhart stopped the spell to summon clothes, jumped down from the oak table barefoot in anger, stumbled and staggered to Arryn, and almost sprained her leg that was extended from the table.

"besides……"

"Shouldn't you say sorry?"

Philippa Eilhart's face was very close, and the tip of her delicate pink nose was almost touching Ayling's cheek.
The hot breath burned the flesh.

The strong aroma of roses and bay leaves fills your nose, attacking every olfactory cell.

"Why apologize?" Ailin instinctively took a step back, but he didn't give in.

Philippa Eilhart paused.

Yeah, why apologize?
She broke into someone else's house and wanted to give her future client a "small test"...

Being pointed at by a sword was her fault for being mysterious. The demon hunter in the temple also happened to be in a sensitive period...

As for her current appearance, it was because she was unwilling to be outdone, and instead wanted to gain a psychological advantage by teasing a young boy who was just beginning to fall in love. However, she did not expect that her psychological advantage would be hit, and the effect was excellent, but the one who was hit was not Ailin but herself.

Even the word "interested" that Ailin mentioned was a neutral and subjective term without any derogatory meaning. It was too unreasonable to ask for an apology for this reason.

but……

but……

Not interested in me!!!

Philippa Ehrhart looked down at the dazzling obsidian and the peak that stood like white jade, and then glanced at the childish and innocent boy opposite her...

His face was as red as blood, not sure if it was from anger or from being suppressed.

"I'm sorry, I was a little rude just now. The Risberg Civil Partnership is a huge monster to our Wolf School, and we can't let our guard down."

After all, they still have to work together in the future, so Ailin should stop while she is ahead. As long as she realizes who is right and who is wrong, she can't really make her partner sick with anger.

"Do you need any clothes?" Ailin asked gently, "There are a few underwear in the closet..."

"No need!" Philippa Ehart waved her hand, took a deep breath, and chanted a few spells.

A low-cut, tight hunting jacket appeared out of nowhere on the oak table.

She looked at Aelin, who was about to turn around and look away.

"No need. Anyway, I've seen everything I should and shouldn't have seen." Philippa Ehart muttered a few times.

But of course, Ailin couldn't just stare at a lady changing her clothes.

He took two steps back and looked sideways at the amulet swaying gently above his head.

There was a rustling sound of clothes rubbing against skin.

"All right."

Ailin turned around and saw that the sorceress had changed into a hunting suit that was easier to move around in, but the style was bolder than the one she wore during the day.

The lace neckline is extremely low, and the fiery red leather sets off the black agate on the chest, which is particularly eye-catching.

"How did you find me?"

But in just a few minutes, Philippa Ehart seemed to have adjusted her mentality, and her tone was even more normal than in the reception hall in the evening and afternoon, as if nothing had happened just now.

As expected of a future big shot who would call the shots in the Northern Continent, his ability to adjust himself mentally was truly strong... Ailin exclaimed in his heart.

If it were him, there would be no way he could calm down so quickly.

Of course, this also made Ailin more alert. "Eyes," he said softly, "The owl that Ms. Erhart turned into has a pair of eyes that are hard to ignore. That's not what a real owl can show."

Philippa Ehart was stunned when she heard this and touched her eyes with her right hand.

"Just because of the eyes?"

Philippa Eilhart didn't believe this reason. She had been transformed into an owl for a long time.

When inspecting the countries in the northern continent, she turned into an owl several times for investigation and was never exposed.

Are those powerful warlocks not as good as a demon hunter in identifying spells?
"Of course there is also some demon hunter intuition, which is hard to explain, probably..."

Ailin opened his eyes and began to make up stories, but Philippa Eilhart listened very carefully, as if she wanted to correct the flaws of Transfiguration through his words.

Then, as I listened, I became confused and stunned.

Ailin also changed the subject at the right time: "What does Ms. Ehrhardt want to see me about so late at night?"

Philippa Ehrhart naturally would not say that she was testing the abilities of her future companions, and said expressionlessly:
"I have already told the dean about this. I will follow you from now on. When the time comes, we will set off for Ban Ade."

"this one?"

"Of course not only that," Philippa Ehrhardt raised her hand to adjust the obsidian on her chest, and said calmly, "The dean has submitted a motion to impeach the Risberg Civil Partnership and the Logrides family, and the process is going through."

"In the near future, before the wizard conference is held, there will definitely be a result."

"However, many of the warlocks that the dean contacted are on our side. In the future, Temeria and the Temple of Meliteli will also make efforts, and the result will surely not be bad."

"I think you must be eager to know this good news as soon as possible, so I came to inform you..."

Philippa Eilhart did not mention how she gave notice, or why she did not knock on the door openly, but disguised herself as an owl.

Ailin also tacitly did not mention this.

Whether Tissaia de Vries had actually submitted the proposal, Philippa Eilhart would probably not lie even in this situation.

At most, Tissaia de Vris has not just been handed over, and in fact has not yet started contacting warlocks with the same stance.

But what Philippa Ehrhart said was indeed right, and he was indeed relieved by the news.

in fact.

The most important step in the matter of the Risberg Civil Partnership and the Narogridas family harming the Wolf School Demon Hunters is to make a big fuss and make the cause and effect known to everyone.

such.

The Risberg Civil Partnership and the Rogrides family would be cautious and dare not act rashly.

Of course, only the current Wolf School can do this. With the current reputation of the Wolf School, public opinion in the Northern Continent will definitely be on their side.

If it were in the future, when the entire northern continent, from top to bottom, is stereotyped as "freak", "murderer", "child-stealing monster", and "mutant monster hated by the gods", and the demon hunters are infamous, this trick would definitely not work.

However, even if the reputation of the Wolf School can indeed come in handy, it will only work with the support of Tissaia de Vris, Ianna and Duke Mason to expand public opinion. Otherwise, it may even have the opposite effect.

"Ms. Tishaya de Vries also needs to submit a proposal. Does she have to go through the process?" Ailin was curious.

As one of the five most powerful warlocks in the Warlock Brotherhood.

The Risberg Civil Partnership Organization is considered an organization of the same level, and with Ottolan involved, it is understandable that it is difficult to deal with.

But even though the Logrides family has one mid-level council member and five low-level council members, which makes them top-notch among warlock families, it is not even worth mentioning to legendary warlocks at the level of Tissaia de Vris.

Aretuza's traditional sphere of influence had basically nothing to do with the Logrides family, so they could intervene quickly and conduct direct trials.

This not only saves time and effort, but also since the hostility is destined, eliminating one force early will be beneficial to the Wolf School and to Tissaia de Vris.

At least it is definitely much safer than going through the process slowly and allowing the Risberg Civil Partnership and the Rogrides family time to prepare and unite.

"Teacher... the dean is like this. He always pays special attention to order."

Philippa Ehrhart shrugged, clearly disagreeing with Tissaia de Vries's approach:
"Fortunately, the Wizard Conference is only a few months away. Even if the members of the High Council are against it, they will have to go through the process before October and make a decision at the Wizard Conference."

The discord between the master and disciple Philippa Ehart and Tishaya de Vries had indeed been foreshadowed.

One who attaches great importance to order will follow traditional morals and established procedures and systems, even if it is somewhat rigid and harms one's own interests.

The other is ambitious and only cares about the final result.

In response, Ailin just nodded and said nothing.

After all, he had long known that Tissaia de Vris attached great importance to order. In other words, it was precisely because Tissaia de Vris attached great importance to order that she would risk losing her interests and speak up for the Wolf School.

You get the benefits, but you naturally have to endure the drawbacks that come with it.

As a human being, you can't have everything.

After discussing the "business", there was an eerie silence in the cabin for a few seconds.

Philippa Eilhart and Ayling seemed to be waiting for the other to bring up the next topic, or to end this awkward conversation directly.

But Philippa Ehrhart came here in a fit of anger, with a little jealousy, because of Tissaia de Vries' "favoritism".

For a moment, I naturally couldn't find the next topic.

Because it happened so suddenly, Ailin had a lot of questions to ask, but thinking of the embarrassing moment that just happened, he had no desire to ask questions at this time.

They still have a long time to spend together, so it’s better to ask another day.

So, it's time to go our separate ways.

But since this is Arryn's territory, the only one who can leave is Philippa Eilhart, the uninvited guest.

Besides, Ayling had just said that he was "not interested in Philippa Eilhart", so it would be somewhat inhumane to drive her away at this time.

Tonight's goal had been achieved. PUA should be moderate, and too much is as bad as too little, so he was waiting for Philippa Ehart to say goodbye.

Philippa Eilhart herself knew that if she waited for Ailin to speak up and chase them away, it would only make things worse.

But maybe it was because of the loss she just suffered that made her feel unwilling to accept it, and she instinctively rejected ending the night with such an ending.

So the two of them stared at each other for a long time.

"Ms. Ehrhardt, how about..."

Just as Ailin was contemplating his words, he broke the silence.

The witcher's ears suddenly moved and he turned his head sharply.

"Tap~tap~tap~"

Suddenly, there were the sounds of footsteps outside the window.

Ailin was stunned: "This is... Lysa?"

"Why is she here too?!"

(End of this chapter)