Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 507: Francesca! A living hero!
Aelin didn't think Philippa Eilhart was lying.

Spellcasting is a delicate craft, often involving considerable danger.

Magical disorder, internal bleeding, and even possible self-immolation...

The body structure has changed after the transformation, so it is normal that you cannot cast spells.

But he also didn't think that Philippa Eilhart was really helpless and could only let Ayling clean up the mess.

Could it be that after each transformation, there is someone like Ailin waiting by her side to clean up the mess for her?

Or do you have to throw away a set of clothes every time you transform?
The current Philippa Eilhart is not yet the magic consultant who will be stable and provide advice in Redalia in the future.

Each set of clothes of the sorceress was not cheap. As a patrol warlock of the Warlock Brotherhood, transformation was a common occurrence for her. Ailin did not believe that she really had no way to recycle her clothes.

She was just teasing him.

Ailin tilted his head to look at the owl, which blinked and looked at him innocently.

The moment his eyes met hers, he knew that Philippa Eilhart was going to play dumb to the end.

As it happened, although he had a feeling that Philippa Eilhart was playing a trick on him, he really had no way to deal with it because he did not know Transfiguration.

Besides, packing up clothes is not a big deal and is not worth making a fuss about.

"Erin?" Vesemir looked at Erin inquiringly.

Ailin could only pick up the various cloths on the ground with a gloomy face in full view of everyone.

He thought wrong.

Being on good terms with Philippa Ehrhart is not necessarily a good thing.

"Let's go..."

Vesemir and Dante looked at each other, pretending not to have seen anything, and urged the young witcher who was staring blankly to move on.

It wasn't long before Erni, Klar and the others started fighting again.

However, as the distance to the Ancient Sea Fortress shortened, the young demon hunter seemed to have sensed something from the attitudes of Vesemir, Dante, and Arryn, and gradually quieted down.

Until they were discovered by the demon hunters guarding the city wall.

"The leader is back with his men!"

"Vidal, hurry...open the door!"

The joyous cheers seemed to instantly ignite the entire Kaer Morhen.

"Is it Andre?" Fred asked uncertainly.

"It's that kid!" Erni nodded with a smile, "It just so happens that it's their turn to guard the city gate."

Dante looked at the moving figure on the city gate in surprise.

It’s not like he hadn’t come back early before, but in Kaer Morhen at that time, you might have to walk all the way to the castle hall before you could see anyone.

You have to be lucky enough to run into a hungover witcher wandering around the castle.

As for the vigilant guards...

Is that the creature that should appear in Kaer Morhen in the summer?
And now they are still hundreds of steps away from the city gate, which makes the vigilance even higher than that of Tretog, the capital of Redalia.

What happened in Kaer Morhen?
"They are all reserve apprentices of the Demon Hunting Corps."

Vesemir noticed Dante's surprise and patted him on the shoulder.

Dante frowned and asked uncertainly, "Is this the one that Ailin mentioned at the meeting before we went down the mountain?"

"That's right!" Vesemir nodded. "The Demon Hunters have been assigned the task of defending Kaer Morhen. How's that? Not bad, right?"

More than good... Dante couldn't help but shook his head.

A vigilance more acute than that of the garrison of a kingdom's capital, used in Kaer Morhen?

This is worse than killing a fly with a sword.

Could it be that he was trying to guard against water ghosts in the moat and visit the empty castle?
The Ancient Sea Fortress in summer is even more deserted than the woodlands where everything hibernates.

But when he thought of the Lisberg Civil Partnership and the wizards of Ben Ade, Dante's heart sank slightly.

If those wizards really attacked suddenly, what effect would such defense have? Would it delay the destruction of the Wolf School for a few minutes?
He nodded: "It's true, Ailin put a lot of effort into it."

"It's not me. I'm just a nominal leader." Ailin shook his head. "The ones who really worked hard are Aristo and Mary. They are the biggest contributors..."

Vesemir did not refute, but simply shook his head in disbelief.

Leader... Demon Hunter Corps...

Philippa Eilhart, in the form of an owl, quietly listened attentively on Arryn's shoulder.

She was also very curious about the Wolf School's strict vigilance at this time.

of course.

There is no warlock who would not be interested in Kaer Morhen, the cradle of the Wolf School Demon Hunters and the mysterious place in the northern continent that truly adheres to the way of chivalry.

But that was just curiosity about a place I had never been to, the same as my curiosity about the Skellige Islands, which are separated from the northern continent by the Sedna Abyss.

But at this moment, Philippa Ehrhart actually felt another deeper novelty and excitement.

Before coming to Kaer Morhen, she had looked up a lot of information and was very sure that the Wolf School had never had an organization called the Demon Hunting Legion.

and so……

Demon Hunting Corps, when did the Wolf School have this organization?
And the Corps...

Aren't demon hunters sparsely populated? How did they build up a corps?

Why is Aelin the leader? Didn’t he just become a demon hunter and demon hunter master this year?

More importantly...

The Wolf School secretly established this organization that sounds full of violence and aggression without telling other forces in the northern continent. What does it want to do?
Aelin had no idea what Philippa Eilhart was thinking about at the moment, but even if she knew, she wouldn't care.

Since they dared to bring her back to Kaer Morhen, it would be impossible for them to conceal the existence of the Demon Hunting Legion.

Ailin didn't intend to hide it.

At this time, the Wolf School and Aretuza had reached a preliminary alliance relationship because of the Risberg Civil Partnership and the Rodriguez Family.

In the current situation of war, rampant monsters, and Wild Hunt attacks, Tissaia de Vris, a sorceress dedicated to maintaining order, will only be happy about the growth of the power of order after learning of the existence of the Demon Hunting Corps.

Because of the extremely high mortality rate of the Demon Hunters' transformation methods in the past, their ability to interfere in the political situation of the Northern Continent is even worse than that of the Warlocks.

It can be said to be the safest force to cooperate with.

of course.

The existence of the water ghost's heart essence and the news that the Green Grass Trial has a zero mortality rate cannot be revealed for the time being.

"Gela~Gela~"

There was the sound of heavy hinges rubbing against each other.

The suspension bridge was built over the moat before Ailin and his party arrived.

A large group of people rushed out of the city. To be more precise, a large group of witcher apprentices wearing leather armor and carrying double swords.

Compared to the group of demon hunters like Alin and Fred who had passed the mountain trials, Erni and Klar could still be considered teenagers, but the group of apprentices in front of them, chattering and rushing over excitedly, really looked like children. Soon, the group was surrounded.

Vesemir and Dante were fine, no one dared to block their way.

Because of Ailin's status as the leader, no one stopped the ordinary witcher apprentices of the Wolf School. At most, they just stared at the owl that Philippa Eilhart had transformed into over their shoulders.

However, Erni, Klar, and Clay were really surrounded by people. Each of them had at least three apprentices around them, asking them about their experiences after coming down the mountain.

Because Spencer was the youngest, there were even four or five people around him.

"Spencer! Spencer! Did you go down the mountain to kill monsters this time?"

"Of course!" Spencer raised his head proudly.

An unconvinced apprentice said maliciously: "Are they killing all water ghosts?"

"How is that possible!" Spencer immediately denied loudly, and listed his battle records after coming down the mountain like a dish, "Water ghosts, ghouls, rot-eating demons, we even teamed up to kill a few giant ghouls..."

"Giant ghoul!" The demon hunter apprentices were suddenly in an uproar, and they all looked at Spencer, "Isn't that a large-scale corpse-eating monster?!"

"What's a giant ghoul?" Spencer chuckled. "We also encountered a spiked demon whose thighs were much taller than a grown oak tree, and a lewd demon. Have you heard of a lewd demon? It's a demon known as the demigod of the forest..."

“Deer-headed demon!!!” A huge wave of cheers suddenly arose among the crowd.

As demon hunters, even if they were just apprentices who had not yet passed the mountain trial, they had heard of the name of the Deer-Headed Spirit.

There is no need to search through heavy tomes of monstrosity to find that there are countless legends of monsters with deer heads and human bodies in the northern continent.

Many apprentices were already familiar with this monster before they were brought to Kaer Morhen.

It is the largest monster in the northern continent. In its home turf in the forest, it is even immortal.

Everyone immediately started asking for details.

Of course, some people questioned: "You really killed the giant ghoul, it wasn't the captain and Master Vesemir, Master Dante who killed it, and you just watched from the side?"

"Of course we killed him!" Spencer, Erni, Klar and the others immediately argued with red faces, "If you don't believe me, you can ask the captain and Master Vesemir."

Aelin and Vesemir looked at each other and nodded to show their respect. "Spencer and the others did work together to kill several giant ghouls."

"what!!!"

The witcher apprentices exclaimed in unison.

"Hehe~" Spencer crossed his arms and raised his head proudly, "What's a giant ghoul?"

"It's just the weakest large creature that can only hide behind the soldiers. We can deal with it. Why should we trouble the captain and Master Vesemir to take action?"

"The Captain and Master Vesemir have their own opponents..."

Spencer paused for a moment as if to keep someone in suspense.

"Speak up! Speak up! What opponent?!"

The witcher apprentices around him thought of what he had said before, and suddenly they felt like there were thousands of monkeys scratching their hearts, and they kept urging him.

Spencer looked at Ajax next to him, raised his eyebrows and said, "That's right, the Spike Demon and the Deer-Headed Demon were killed by the Captain and Master Vesemir..."

The witcher apprentice was about to exclaim in surprise again upon hearing the sound.

Spencer suddenly stretched out his index finger and shook it: "Do you think this is the end?"

The witcher apprentices were all stunned.

You've only been down the mountain for two or three months. Killing giant zombies, spiked demons and leopard-headed spirits is not enough?
Could it be that the Captain and Master Vesemir also hunted the legendary dragon?
"Evil God!" Spencer deliberately lowered his voice, "Captain and Master Vesemir, expelled the evil god!"

The witcher apprentice did not exclaim this time.

Perhaps because the news was too shocking, there was an eerie silence in front of the gate of Kaer Morhen for a few seconds, and even the sound of each other's breathing was extremely clear.

"Really? Really?" someone asked.

"Are you doubting me?" Spencer frowned, very dissatisfied with the apprentices' reaction. "There is still a legend circulating in Elland that the leader expelled the evil god..."

"It's not that exaggerated!" Ailin had to correct him. "Without Vesemir, the sorceress of Aretuza, the priests of the Temple of Meliteli, and the army of Duke Mason of Elland, the evil god could not have been driven out successfully."

"Why is it exaggerated?" Spencer shook his head. "The shouts for the God Slayer echo over the Mahakam Mountains every day. Before clinking their glasses in the tavern, drinkers shout 'To the Sword of the God Slayer'. There are also bards. I heard that a bard has already written a sequel to 'The Death Knight from the North'. It's called, it's called..."

"Klar, what's the name of that new poem?"

Spencer turned to look at Krall.

The young demon hunter was stunned by the gaze of everyone and said instinctively: "The Great Griffin Knight Who Killed the Evil God."

"That's right, 'The Great Griffin Knight Who Killed the Evil God'!" Spencer nodded.

Before the witcher apprentice could react, it was Vesemir who spoke first.

“Why are you asking about Kral?” Vesemir asked curiously, “I don’t remember allowing you to go down the mountain without permission, let alone enter the tavern. How did Kral know this name?”

Spencer chuckled again and said meaningfully: "We didn't go into the pub, but someone Klar knew went in--"

"Spencer!" Klar interrupted angrily.

Fortunately, at this moment, the witcher apprentices were not interested in Klar's source of information.

They didn't even notice the great griffin in the title of the bard's new poem, and thought it was the great griffin that had been killed before.

"So... the leader really expelled the evil god?!!"

Countless excited eyes instantly focused on Ailin's face, and the apprentices burst into roars that were even more astonishing than before, almost shattering the clouds.

Evil God!

That's the evil god!

Expelling evil gods is a feat that only heroes in epic stories can accomplish!
And now...

The hero they had heard about since childhood actually appeared before them alive.

Live!

Living hero!

If these apprentices were in the Demon Hunting Corps at this moment, their loyalty would probably increase rapidly.

In fact, this is why Alyn let Spencer tell the story.

The Demon Hunting Corps now has fifteen more vacancies, and the higher the loyalty of the members recruited, the better.

And he is looking forward to the next reward after his loyalty reaches the maximum value...

Thinking of this, Ailin was about to take advantage of the time when the apprentices were so excited that they blocked the road to open the Demon Hunter's Notes to see if there was any change in Kral and the others' loyalty.

"What are you all arguing about?" Aristo's scolding voice suddenly came from the side.

at the same time.

The air was filled with the scent of chamomile and cedar.

Ok?
"This is...Francesca?!"

Ailin shrugged his nose and looked up suddenly.

(End of this chapter)