Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 586 How to get Vera pregnant?
When Erin opened the door, this was the scene that greeted him.

A werewolf skull specimen hangs on the wall at the far end of the field of vision. Three candlesticks flicker before the long table in the lord's hall, their crimson wax pooling on the ornately decorated bases.

A rough estimate suggests that the meeting, which did not include him, lasted at least three hours.

The expressions on the faces of the people at the long table were even stranger.

Soi and Vera intentionally or unintentionally avoided eye contact.

Although Aresto had his head down, his face was flushed and his beard bristled, like a lion that had just been provoked.

Vesemir and Dante laughed awkwardly.

Vesemir had one hand on Aristotle's thigh and the other gripping Aristotle's leather armor, as did Dante.

They seem to have just brokered a peace in a war, but...

If Aristotle is one side of the war, and Vesemir and Dante are the ones who quell the situation, then Aristotle's anger will only be directed at Vera and Soy.

what happened?
“Ai…Ailin, you’re here?” Vesemir noticed his gaze, awkwardly withdrew his hand, and greeted him, “Danti and I just returned from Kael Village, and were just about to call for help to look for you…”

Following Erin's suddenly shifted gaze, Vesemir's eyes fell on the candlestick beside him, which was piled high with candle wax. He hesitated for a moment, then changed his words:
"The refugee issue is a bit tricky, so we discussed it for a while... You're here to see Soi and Vera, right? Well, we'll be going now."

As he spoke, he exchanged a glance with Dante, then pulled Aresto and prepared to leave.

Aresto didn't resist. He glanced expressionlessly at Soi and Vera, then gave Erin a dry smile and stood up from his chair.

"Wait!" Erin raised his hand to stop him. "It's not just Zoe... Chief and Ms. Vera, especially Master Aristotle. I happen to have something to discuss with you as well."

Aresto paused for a moment upon hearing this, looked up at Erin, and exchanged bewildered glances with the others.

"What is it?" he asked.

Erin didn't rush to answer. Instead, he walked over to Vesemir and changed the subject, asking, "What changes have occurred regarding the refugees? Clay said this morning that the situation hadn't stabilized."

Vesemir paused in his ascent, glancing instinctively at Aresto, then at Soy and Vera at the far end of the long table, quickly organizing his thoughts:
"Well... the flow of refugees has stabilized, but there are other factors that make the stable situation somewhat tricky."

"What factors?" Erin sat down calmly.

Vesemir took a deep breath and decided not to hide it anymore. Otherwise, if this matter caused any more rifts between Aristotle and Soy, the Wolf School might disband before the end of the year, or even within a few days.

But once this matter is resolved, will the Wolf School be able to stay together?

Vesemir sighed: "It's Rado. There have been a lot of spies in Keel Village recently. Rado is a very unsettling factor."

Erin glanced at Soy, then at Aresto, and knew that the awkward atmosphere was probably caused by Rado.

However, the root cause of the conflict between Aresto and Soy could absolutely not be an exiled king.

“This is my fault,” Erin said after thinking for a moment.

The people present all looked up at him.

“Rado’s matter has actually been resolved,” Erin said carefully. “Philippa Ahart has been in contact with him these past few days, and Rado will be leaving soon.”

A few days ago, when Wigford and Tissaya de Veris arrived and Erin heard about Rado from them, he knew that Philippa Ehrert would definitely not let this opportunity slip by.

Sure enough, after disappearing for a few days, she found Erin yesterday and probed his thoughts.

But in reality, she had already prepared everything during the days she was missing.

Whether Erin agrees or not, she will still snatch Rado away.

This is Philippa Ehrert, possessing both burning ambition and the ability and decisive will to match her wild nature.

“Philippa Ahart?” Vera asked, puzzled. “Is this Tesaya’s idea?”

“No.” Erin shook his head. “This is Philippa Ehrert’s own idea. Tisaya doesn’t agree with Aretusa getting involved, but her Aretusa is clearly more ambitious than Tisaya herself thinks.”

“Some witches, led by Philippa Ehart, felt that Aretusa could allocate some stakes on Rado.”

Even Tissaya de Veris couldn't completely stabilize the internal situation of Aretusa... Dante glanced at Erin, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

Vera frowned, remembering Mary who had been suddenly accepted by Tessaia into the mission to rescue Henry Gedimidis.

With the rescue of Henry Gedimidis imminent, Tisaya is unable to even control her own people.

This is not a good sign.

Vesemir said thoughtfully, "So your idea is neither to accept Rado nor to drive him away. Instead, you want to find him a powerful force to rely on and let him leave on his own."

“That’s right,” Erin nodded, glancing around at everyone at the long table. “Rado’s identity is still too troublesome for the Wolf School.”

"Just drive him away, and you'll just be adding another mortal enemy to the school of thought for no reason."

"The hatred between the schools has already been avenged on Harkso. We have no grudge against Rado, so there is no need for that."

"But if we directly accept Rado and help him rebuild Cordwin, even setting aside the principle of neutrality, there is no basis for mutual trust between us."

“I think that’s why Rado hasn’t sent anyone to contact us, even though he’s been in Kele Village for so long.”

Erin paused, his gaze sweeping over Aresto and Zoe:
"The only direction for the Wolf School to develop now is to strengthen itself and make connections with other Witcher schools."

“A monarch in exile who is preoccupied with his own problems offers us no benefit whatsoever. On the contrary, it might offend Aden, which is not worth it.”

"It would be better to give it to Philippa Ehrhardt and her backer Aretusa, so that they would owe the school a favor."

“Research on secondary mutations would take too long if I did it alone, and I can’t stay in Kaermohan indefinitely.”

“Philippa Ahart promised that, once the matter is settled, she would recommend some female sorceresses skilled in genetics to come to Kaer Morhen to conduct research…”

"Does Tisaya know about this?" Vera interjected.

“She doesn’t know,” Erin shook his head, “but this wasn’t something we forced Philippa Ehrhardt to do; it was something Philippa Ehrhardt herself wanted to do, and we just went along with it.”

“Ms. Tissaya has no reason to blame us, nor could she refuse to let those sorceresses skilled in genetics join Kaer Morhen.”

"Will Corado go with Philippa Ehrert?" Aresto asked.

“Rado has no other choice,” Erin shook his head slightly. “Don’t be fooled by the fact that he seems to be able to go anywhere. Redania and Temuria are waiting for him and welcoming him. He can even take the opportunity to go south in northern Cordwin.”

"But in reality, whether he goes to Redania, Temuria, or the great nobles in northern Cordwin, he will be a puppet."

“Although the sorceresses led by Philippa Ehrert also wanted to control him, there are different kinds of control.”

“Nobles will devour his real land and population, while extraordinary forces only need a ticket to secular power, at most a position as a magic advisor and tax exemption.”

"As long as Rado and his advisors are still sober, they will not refuse."

After he finished speaking, the long table suddenly fell silent.

Soi's grey-blue cat-like eyes sparkled. Vera, who was usually aloof, gripped Soi's hand tightly under the table, a smile playing on her lips, her face radiating the pride of "This is my child!"

Vesemir patted Aresto's shoulder lightly and laughed heartily, "It seems our ancient sea fortress has produced a born politician." "Indeed remarkable," Dante exclaimed.

He couldn't understand why such a well-rounded and omnipotent genius would emerge from the Wolf School, a group of roughnecks.

Oh! No! He knows!

Dante's gaze fell on Soi and Vera, lost in thought.

Aresto remained silent for a long time, then finally smiled with a mixture of admiration and helplessness: "I have no objections, let's leave it at that."

Lado's fate was sealed.

Then it's up to Philippa Ehrhardt to perform.

However, Erin had a lot of confidence in her.

Philippa Ehrert is a powerful woman who rose through the ranks from advisor to King Vizmir of Redalia, convener and leader of the Sorceresses' Guild, to co-regent of Redalia.

The deaths of the two kings, Demavi of Aden and Foltest of Temeria, were both inextricably linked to her.

Although in the "future," Philippa Ahart also suffered a mishap, having her eyes gouged out by the "heartless" Radovid V, the Redalian king whom she and Sigismund Dikoscher had personally raised.

But on the other hand, isn't this also a kind of success?

Perhaps Erin is more confident in herself than Philippa Ehrert herself.

but……

Where will the situation in the northern continent develop from here?

Will Philippa Ehrhardt continue down the path of advisor to the king, leader of sorceresses, and regent?
The future is already shrouded in mystery because of the existence of the Child of Miracles.

……

"By the way, Erin, didn't you say you needed to talk to me about something?"

Aresto's voice pulled Erin back to reality.

Arlin nodded, and after explaining the situation to the apprentices at the castle gate, seeing that Arestor, Vesemir, and Dante didn't seem to care, he said softly:
“I ‘saw’ today that Sunny ordered his men to attack Kaer Morhen with the war machine of the Risberg Civil Cooperative…”

“‘Saw’ it? Another prophecy?!” Vesemir was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed.

Arlin nodded, and seeing that Vesemir, Dante, and Arestor all looked somewhat flustered, he waved his hand:

"Don't worry, there might still be danger if we are ambushed."

"But since we were prepared, Sunny's operation will only result in heavy losses."

This is why Erin didn't take the prophecy too seriously after waking up from it.

The two second-stage mutant witchers, three master witchers, and a group of young witchers in Kaer Morhen are all ready for immediate combat...

Although Demon Source Vigfortz and Lydia van Bradwater returned to Ban Ad a few days ago, Tisaya de Veris, the strongest sorceress on the northern continent, did not leave.

And then there's Vera, and Mary, whose air magic has been greatly upgraded...

Erin had no idea how the Wolf School could possibly lose. They would kill one war beast if one came, and kill two if two came.

He was only afraid that there wouldn't be enough war monsters to go around.

The only thing to worry about is the scrutiny and hostility from Ban Ad after this crushing defeat.

But that was bound to happen sooner or later, and...

After everyone calmed down, Erin said softly, "I need to go down the mountain tonight..."

Next trip to the mountain...

In the room, the group, who had just calmed down from the shocking news, paused and looked sharply at Vesemir.

"I knew it!" Vesemir looked into those deep blue cat eyes, but remained remarkably calm.
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After half an hour.

"Bang~"

The door to the room was gently closed, and the candlelight from the large, branch-shaped candelabra on the long oak table flickered.

Through the dim candlelight, Aristotle gazed at the empty seats: "You shouldn't have agreed to him, that's war!"

“Nobody agreed to him, Aristotle,” Vesemir took a deep breath. “None of us could convince him, including you.”

Aristotle fell silent.

“You’ll get used to it,” Dante patted his shoulder and said with empathy, “When he first suggested going into Drakenberg, that heavily guarded hell on earth, to rescue Bont, I was very opposed at first, but after listening to him, I inexplicably agreed.”

"In the end, they not only managed to rescue Bont, but also kidnapped Drakenberg's manager."

"Vesemir must be more experienced, right?"

Vesemir shook his head with a wry smile.

At the beginning of the year, not long after being attacked by the Cat School, Erin left the group alone to complete Ada Emin's request...

After being attacked by the sorcerer Ban Ade, Erin persuades everyone to capture Thomas Morru and take him back to Kaer Morhen...

Ambush the Demon Source Vigfortz, capture the Great Griffin that has never been tamed before...

This goes beyond being experienced; he's even gotten used to it.

As soon as Erin mentioned wanting to go down the mountain, Vesemir had a premonition, and sure enough, he was persuaded.

Erin seems to possess a kind of magic; no one can persuade or stop him from doing what he wants. Instead, they are guided by him and can't help but help him achieve his wishes.

Even the Night Demoness isn't that charming!
“I’ll go and give those lazy bums a heads-up…” Aristotle shook his head, stood up from his seat, and walked toward the door.

Vesemir glanced at the silent Soy and Vera, sighed, and also got up from his seat:

"I should also go and check out Kel Village... Hmm? Dante, aren't you coming?"

Dante said calmly, "I have something to ask Soi."

Vesemir and Aresto exchanged a glance, shrugged, and left.

Vera glanced at Dante, said nothing, snapped her fingers, and stepped into the portal.

When only Soi and Danti remained in the room, Danti hesitated for a moment under Soi's questioning gaze, then asked furtively:

"Soy, can you tell me how you got Ms. Vera pregnant?"

(End of this chapter)