Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 524: How can we be worthy of such a good child?
When Francesca was still around, the cabin was just a cabin.

Although Soi looked pale and somewhat sick, his hands and feet were not shackled, and he only looked a little weak.

But at this moment, the space around him was distorted.

The wild caves and man-made wooden houses trembled, alternating between reality and illusion.

The faint floral scent was covered by the stench, and the dirty blood gradually dyed the bumpy ground red.

Eventually, the tragic scene of the grotto prevailed.

Soi closed his eyes tightly and breathed barely a thread.

Not only were his limbs shackled, but his linen coat was also tattered, with only a few pieces of rags half covering it.

The exposed flesh looked like broken porcelain, with cracks oozing blood all over it, which made one's scalp tingle at the sight.

Aelin didn't understand.

How could anyone survive such injuries?

How was it that he was able to leisurely negotiate the alliance with Francesca Findaby in this state just now?
What is supporting him?
But one thing was clear: Soi's condition had worsened.

The fluctuations of space distortion are a manifestation of the difficulty in controlling power.

His condition was very bad, much worse than Ailin had imagined, and it seemed that he might die at any time.

"Alin, have you ever thought about your origins?"

Vera's voice woke him up from the tragic sight of the Chief.

Background?

What kind of problem is this?
Ailin tilted his head to look over in confusion.

Soi is about to die in front of me, and you ask me about the life experience of a demon hunter?
Shouldn't we use the Great Deed Container, Secondary Mutation, and all kinds of evil magic at this time, regardless of whether they are useful or not?
"No," Ailin shook his head, "Demon hunters don't need a background, let alone a birthplace."

"You never thought about it at all?"

Ailin nodded in confusion: "At least there has been no such incident since the Trial of the Green Grass."

After all, since then, this body has had a new owner.

Vera was silent for a long time after hearing this. She bit her lower lip and looked at Soi with a struggling expression. The man had his eyes closed and said nothing.

No matter how firm you are when you make a promise, when the time comes, a simple word can be heavier than the towering Blue Mountains.

It's piling up in my heart, like a stone sinking into the ocean, unable to break through the numerous obstacles.

She knew that she was escaping and she was clinging to the status quo.

Now she could gaze at her most perfect masterpiece in the world without restraint, and could pretend to be nonchalant while giving him precious potions, imparting profound and obscure knowledge, witnessing his growth, and secretly enjoying the admiration, gratitude and dependence of her blood relatives, as well as the boasting from others...

But once the hidden truth is revealed, all the foundations of existence will collapse and cease to exist...

"Whoo~"

Vera gasped for breath. The future that was finally coming made her feel suffocated, as if her throat was being strangled.

"Ms. Vera, are you okay?"

Ailin supported the silent sorceress who suddenly turned pale, thinking that Francesca Findaby's arrival had aggravated Soi's condition and made her extremely worried.

He asked with concern: "Is it that the Great Cause Container is not working?"

"It's okay, we still have secondary mutations."

"In this world, there are always more solutions than problems."

Vera covered her chest with her right hand, and followed Ailin's appearance with reluctant eyes, as if they would say goodbye in the next second.

"It's too late for the Great Deed Container," she took a deep breath, suppressed some emotions, and said softly, "Soy's body can't wait until the day when Ronnie Dickinson's Great Deed Container is thoroughly studied."

"As for the secondary mutation, Ida Emin told me that she will soon find the answer from Thomas Moreau's brain."

"But I don't know if it will work. Can it be used on Soyi, Ailin, I really don't know."

"Aida Emin and I, as well as the entire Aretusa Academy, are not famous for our research on genetic mutations. We are better at traditional alchemy, transfiguration, space and elemental magic."

"Gene mutation is the traditional preserve of the Risberg Civil Partnership. Only Ben Ade College can get involved because of some connections."

"Ever since the last Chief Warlock of the Wolf School left Kaer Morhen and returned to the Lisberg Civilian Partnership, the school's research on genetic mutation, mutant biology, and demon hunter transformation has completely stagnated."

"My participation can only rely on the research of the alchemy branch, making herbal decoctions and releasing spells to stabilize mutations..."

Vera spoke very quickly, blindly pouring everything she knew about genetic mutations into Aelin as if she was afraid that she would never have the chance again in the future.

It's more like pouring out certain emotions, which are hidden in the words, omnipresent and extremely obscure.

Until one moment, all sounds stopped.

The whole world seemed to suddenly become quiet.

"Ai Lin..."

She called out softly in pain, tears streaming down her face:

"Soy's name is already on the death list."

Ailin's heart sank. This was not the first time that Vera had broken down in front of him.

Just over a day after she came back, the sorceress who was once so high and mighty, who could destroy hordes of water ghosts with a wave of her hand, and who knew everything about alchemy, rituals, and spells and was almost omnipotent, became as fragile as an ordinary woman whose loved one is dying but who is powerless to do anything.

He couldn't help but think pessimistically, is it really true that the Chief cannot be saved?

Without Soi as a link, is the Wolf School bound to fall apart soon?
Just like in the game, after Vesemir died, it was no longer possible to light the annual reunion fire in the castle hall.

So where should he go?
With the Demon Hunting Corps as the core, will we forcibly unite the Wolf School?
Can the Wolf School, which is about to suffer a severe blow, really withstand the malicious intent from Ben Ade and the Risberg Civil Partnership?

"Alin."

Vera's voice brought him back to his wandering thoughts.

"What, Ms. Vera?" Arlin's dilated cat pupils suddenly contracted on the delicate face of the sorceress, whose eyes were blurred with tears.

Almost the moment his eyes met the sorceress's.

A sigh drenched in the smell of blood echoed faintly in the wooden house.

But Ailin had no time to tell whether the sigh came from the chief of the Wolf School, whether it was his illusion, or the truth.

"Alin, you are the offspring of the Henrietta family and the Trience family, the miracle child born of a witcher and a sorceress. You are..."

“Our children!”

The sorceress's suppressed emotions erupted at this moment, and she screamed out the secret buried deep in her heart in a hoarse voice.

In an instant.

A Wild Hunt-style fireball seemed to have exploded in Ailin's mind, and the flames burned his thoughts.

He instinctively looked sideways.

The Wolf School's Grand Master, who was sitting cross-legged on the cold rock slab, also gave him a mixed look.

Helplessness, pity, but more of an apology.

At once, many images emerged in Ailin's mind.

Everything seemed to have an explanation. Why did he see Soi passing by during ordinary combat training right after passing the Green Grass Trial? He also gave him a seemingly magical jewel, but in fact it was a rare mirage pearl?

You have to know that later apprentices rarely have the opportunity to meet the chief, and there has never been any extra reward for excellent completion of training.

Why was Vera so intimate and selfless to him, teaching him alchemy if he wanted to learn it, and ritual studies if he wanted to learn it, without any cost, and even introducing him to the great master of ritual studies of the time, Ianna, the high priestess of the Temple of Meliteli?

Bottle after bottle of green sighs, the extraordinary position of leader of the Demon Hunting Corps, the "magic stick" in the apprentice fighting competition...

It turns out that all these preferential treatments are not because of the “miracle” of the “son of miracle”, but because of the “son”.

The root of all this is because he is the son of the Wolf School's Grandmaster and the Bloody Red Fox...

Of course, parents give their all to their children.

But how is it possible?
How can a witcher have a child with a sorceress?

How could he have a child with a sorceress?

This... this... this has never appeared in either the original book or the game!

"Alin..." Vera approached worriedly.

Aelin took a step back instinctively, and the sorceress's hand froze in mid-air.

"Sorry," he sorted out his thoughts, his expression still unable to hide his shock, "Are you sure it was me? I mean..."

"I was the one who cut your umbilical cord, and I personally sent you to Kaer Morhen." Soi said softly while sitting cross-legged on the stone bed.

Vera wiped away her tears and said quickly: "Ailin, we have been watching you grow up..."

"As a demon hunter?" Arryn asked.

Soi and Vera stopped talking. The guilt in their eyes became more intense. Their expressions were gloomy and they seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Ailin felt that this was a bit dramatic. Having been an orphan for two lifetimes, he suddenly had a father and a mother. Who could have thought that such a plot would happen to him.

It turns out that the Son of Miracle has never referred to his identity as a time traveler.

The child of a witcher and a sorceress, who dares to say this is not a miracle?
To be honest, Soi and Vera have always been good to him. Whether in terms of interests or emotions, he should just recognize this couple as his parents.

He is not a person with a very low bottom line. As an orphan who has survived to adulthood and done well, Ailin's bottom line is extremely flexible.

But at this moment, he instinctively felt uncomfortable, just like he had a natural fear of spiders, pythons, centipedes and scorpions without any training.

Anger rushed to my head, and the hot emotions ignited every blood vessel.

He tried hard to hold back and not do anything inappropriate.

Ailin knew that this was the influence of his predecessor.

Memory is personality.

After traveling through time, he absorbed all the memories of his previous life, so of course it is impossible that there would be no impact at all.

It took him several days at first to recognize his own identity and avoid the danger of split personality.

This is also thanks to the fact that the life of the previous life was monotonous enough.

But in a sense, Ailin, who possesses all the memories of both of them, is not only the middle-level manager who was picked on and poisoned by his boss, but also the child of the Wolf School who died in obscurity in the Green Grass Trial.

Normally, a child who is no more than thirteen years old and spends all his time training will naturally not have any impact or influence on him, an adult who is thirty years old and has rich experience.

Except for extreme emotions, obviously…

His predecessor hated his biological parents, and he had enough reasons to hate them.

after all.

His biological parents abandoned him, made him go through a torturous trial, and then killed him in pain that was enough to distort his personality.

Therefore, Ailin's tone at this time was hard to suppress and very aggressive.

"Now tell me this, what do you want?"

Ailin suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart and spoke softly in a calm tone as much as possible.

"Please forgive me?"

"No." Soi's throat moved, and the smell of rust filled his mouth.

He sighed softly: "We have never expected such a thing as forgiveness."

"Your mother..." He paused and changed his address, "Vera and I just don't want to be so mean as to take up your precious tool."

"Also, I want to say goodbye to you one last time."

Soi gave a rusty smile, then looked at Ailin's sullen face that was filled with suppressed anger, and said calmly:
"Do not blame your mother. The decision to send you to Kaer Morhen was made by me."

"She has been denying it and trying to pull you away from this path. She has been making trouble with me for several years."

"Before the Trial in the Mountain, she tried many times to take you away from Kaer Morhen."

"She has always loved you."

Soi did not give any explanation or excuse and simply took all the responsibility on himself.

Vera opened her mouth and said reluctantly: "Alin, we have never been qualified parents, but we trained you to be a demon hunter. There is a reason for this..."

“Vera, stop talking…” Soi shook his head gently. “In the final analysis, it’s me who has been indulging in a meaningless path and imposing my wishes on you.”

"It turns out that the so-called road to glory never existed. It harms others and yourself, harms others and yourself..."

"It's a pity that I confessed too late," Suo Yi said regretfully, looking at the wounds all over his body. "If it was earlier, I could let you beat me up a few times to vent my anger, but now..."

"I'm almost dead without you helping me."

"You can't be accused of patricide, that would make my mistake even worse."

"You have always been a rational person. I will tell you everything about the Wolf School in the next few days. It's a pity that you can't sit firmly as the next chief."

"But I'll let Vesemir take over..."

"Wait!" Ailin interrupted Soi.

He took a deep breath: "I need some time to calm down, we can talk about the other things later..."

Still nodding with basic etiquette, Erin was about to leave the cabin when Vera called him and handed him the container of Ronnie Dickinson's great deeds.

"No need." Ailin looked at Vera, whose eyes were blurred with tears, and then glanced at Soi. "It's not time to give up yet."

"Study the Great Cause Container first, and continue to urge Ada Amin to find the principle of secondary mutation and the laboratory in Toussaint. In addition..."

He paused, expressionless and said:

"Don't worry that no one understands genetic mutations. I'll find a way."

Just say it.

Aelin left the cabin without looking back.

There was silence in the cabin for a moment, and then a long sigh was heard.

"How can we be worthy of such a good child?"

(End of this chapter)