Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 657 A World Stage of Unpredictable Change

An uproar immediately erupted in the Hall of Glory.

The Warlock Brotherhood's influence extends throughout the entire northern continent. Due to geographical location, national strength, and economic level, Temeria, Redalia, and Kordwin may have more warlocks in their high-ranking councils.

However, since the Risberg Civil Cooperative and Ban Ad were accidentally teleported to the Cavern of Ten Thousand Demons, and most of the pampered warlocks were busy in the laboratory all day, not many warlocks in the Hall of Glory knew the name Erin.

Suddenly, they heard about a demon hunter's exaggerated and seemingly great achievements. Even the high-ranking warlocks who viewed demon hunters as creations and cleaning tools of warlocks and who looked down on demon hunters the most, became interested and inquired about it everywhere.

"Godslayer? Are witchers all this arrogant now?"

"Which god is the Godslayer? I haven't heard any news of any evil gods returning in the first half of the year?"

"Why would the Crimson Fox take a Witcher as an apprentice? Can those brutes from the Wolf School who only know how to wield longswords really learn alchemy? I always thought that was the Griffin School's style..."

"Sword oil? What's that? What? It allows an ordinary warrior to easily kill a ghoul?! A recipe created by a witcher, are you sure?"

"What does 'the Holy Son of Melitelli' mean? Aren't the Melitelli Temple in Elland full of priestesses and female healers?"

……

Fringilla Vigo tilted her head, collecting the various rumors in the hall that seemed both true and false, unable to believe that the owner of those stories and titles was the creator of the sword oil that Vigo had just mentioned.

Just as everyone has naively questioned, the supernatural world has never lacked various elements: dragons, witch doctors, alchemy, giants, vampires...

But one thing will never change: the master of the extraordinary world will always have only one identity—a warlock.

The epic depicted in the huge oil paintings on the surrounding walls is always about sorcerers.

They led humanity from the intersection of the celestial spheres to settle in this world, teaching them how to use the magic of chaos to overcome obstacles and establish an order and system that has been passed down to this day.

And the Witcher...

Fringilla Vigo felt pity and goodwill towards this profession that dedicates its entire life to eliminating monsters for humanity.

But witchers will always exist on the edge of the supernatural world, created by sorcerers to eliminate rampant monsters and maintain order.

A hundred years ago, the Brotherhood of Sorcerers might have discussed such a creation and marveled at the achievements of Alzu and Cosimo Malaspina.

but now……

Perhaps some warlocks specializing in mutation and genetics might still care, but for most high-ranking warlocks who live in laboratories and wizard towers year-round, the Witcher is already "outdated".

People only remember them when a river is teeming with water ghosts, not during solemn ceremonies and meetings.

Even just now, when Tissaya de Veres and Narciss de la Roche mentioned the Wolf School and the Griffin School, they only touched on them briefly.

The main focus of everyone's discussion was the cost of Eretusa's example and the status of the Brotherhood of Warlocks in Novigrad.

Nobody will ask...

Will the Wolf School, Bear School, and Griffin School object to our expedition to the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons because of the danger? What should we do if they object?
Witchers were created for this purpose; at most, they might feel a pang of regret about the cost and think about how to save and cut back.

But now.

An unfamiliar demon hunter's name had brazenly appeared in the Hall of Glory of the High Council of the Brotherhood of Sorcerers, arousing the interest and astonishment of the important figures...

This is perhaps an event that has never occurred in the last hundred years, no, since the identity of the Witcher was born.

“But that makes sense,” she thought and agreed. “Only such exaggerated deeds and identities as those in the rumors could make the Crimson Fox take it so seriously, even seeking its opinion on the purchase of mere sword oil.”

Fringilla Vigo turned to look at Vera, wanting to confirm how much of the rumors she had heard were true and how much were false, but after glancing at her, she gave up on the idea.

Vera was expressionless, but her face was frighteningly cold, and the veins on her forehead were faintly visible.

From her angle, she could also see the crimson fox's hands resting on its legs, its nails deeply embedded in the flesh, and the blood was faintly visible.

Something is wrong!
Fringilla Vigo immediately realized this.

As Vera's alchemy apprentice, having a prominent reputation in a place like the High Council should be something that brings honor and pride to Vera, her mentor.

Why does Vera look like she wants to kill someone?

Something is wrong!
Fringilla Vigo sat upright in her seat, no longer glancing in Vera's direction, carefully observing the changes in the Hall of Glory.

The seats in the Hall of Glory are not randomly distributed.

The closer to the center, the higher the status and the more senior the person. Vera, for example, sat in the first row and was famous for her unparalleled alchemy in the Northern Continent.

And her uncle Artorios, whom she replaced, also became a master in the field of illusion.

Both are free individuals who do not appear to possess supernatural powers, and because they both come from Toussaint, they were grouped together.

The same applies to other areas.

Although there are no explicit signs, the areas are divided based on one's background or the place where one lives openly and normally, with those of higher status sitting further forward.

therefore.

When she noticed the wizard named Berendil Rogrides, she found that there were quite a few wizards around his seat who looked to be about the same age.

While sorceresses can mostly maintain their youthful appearance forever thanks to the potion of youth, that applies to female sorceresses. For male sorcerers, there is a different unspoken rule: most male sorcerers will age their appearance as they accumulate seniority and rise in status, making themselves appear more mature and experienced.

Therefore, while it might be difficult to tell which of the sorceresses in the Hall of Glory are real at first glance, the male wizards can definitely identify them at a glance.

“So many representatives were around Berendil Rogrides…” Floringila Vigo murmured, “It was Ben Ade… no… it could also be the Risberg Civil Partnership…”

“My uncle did say that Ban Ad has always had conflicts with non-human races and witchers because of his geographical location…”

"Could it be that Berendil Rogrides's promotion of that Erin in the Hall of Glory was not for any good reason?"

Fringilla Vigo had some guesses.

The noise inside the Hall of Glory continued and intensified.

It wasn't just because an unknown nobody suddenly became famous; the legendary stories behind Erin played a more significant role. In the Northern Continent, a world where information traveled extremely slowly, many high-ranking warlocks were hearing for the first time that, amidst the war between Kordewin and Aeden, and the Wild Hunt's destruction of Ban Ad, Temeria Elland had twice suffered calamities that only appeared in epic tales.

Even those important figures who had no interest in the Witcher or even the upcoming expedition to the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons had to pay close attention to these major events that suddenly erupted in just a few months.

This leads to thoughts of increasingly violent monsters that frequently attack humans, and the rising tide of elements in the air. Many sorcerers skilled in prophecy have a vague sense that a new era of turmoil is about to begin.

However, before they could offer their own predictions to overshadow their pointless curiosity about a legendary witcher...

"Ms. Tessia, is that so-called 'Godslayer' real?"

Also on the south side, a sorcerer with a goatee suddenly asked a question in a loud voice, silencing the noisy Hall of Glory and bringing the topic back to the Witcher.

It was only then that everyone realized that, indeed, the other titles mentioned by Berendil Rogrides were difficult to verify, and Vera's words were not very credible due to her status as an alchemy mentor.

But Tissaya de Veres's fairness is universally acknowledged.

All eyes were suddenly drawn to the center of the Hall of Glory.

Fringilla Vigo noticed that this goatee-bearded sorcerer was not a young man like Berendil Rogrides, who was attending the meeting on behalf of someone else, and was far removed from the seats of the Risberg Civil Cooperative and Ban Ad.

But she doesn't think the two are unrelated.

She studied illusion magic with her uncle Artorios and paid great attention to details.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Vera pursing her lips, the corners of her mouth curving slightly downwards.

This is a state of tension and unease.

"Who is he?" Fringilla Vigo pondered, observing.

She didn't know the goatee-bearded wizard, but she did know a bald sorcerer who lived next door to him.

That was Agostino Austin, the magic advisor to the King of Redania. She had met him when she traveled with her Uncle Artorios, and several faces around him also looked familiar.

“What connection is there between Redania and the Risberg Civil Alliance, and Ban Ad, these three forces that should be at odds with each other?” Fringilla Vigo wondered.

No one answered her question at this moment. Instead, Tissaya de Veres seemed to glance in her direction and said expressionlessly:
"The title 'Godslayer' is true. Erin did indeed play an important role in the expulsion of the evil god in Elland," Tisaya de Veris continued before the expected uproar could erupt. "However, at that time, it was only because my unit, the priesthood of the Temple of Aretusa and the Temple of Melitelli, and the Knights of Elland were on the periphery attracting a large number of carnivorous creatures, and then Vesemir descended from the sky on his great griffin to block the remaining carnivorous creatures, that Erin's operation was successful."

"It wasn't just his achievement alone."

Tissaya de Veres seems quite unhappy with the rumors that all the credit was given to Erin.

But why did Vera's micro-expression look like she was relieved?
Fringilla Vigo is becoming increasingly incomprehensible.

He felt relieved when his alchemy apprentice was praised but not appreciated, and instead was belittled.

"Riding a great griffin?" At this moment, someone's attention shifted to something else. "Rogrides just mentioned a great griffin rider, this is..."

Tisaya de Veris was silent for a few seconds, then nodded: "Erin did indeed subdue the Great Griffin, which played a significant role in the expulsion of the evil god."

The Hall of Glory was quiet for a moment, then erupted into noise again.

The term "Great Griffin Knight" can have many meanings. For example, the emblem signifies a noble of the Great Griffin, and it doesn't necessarily have to mean the literal meaning. Therefore, those who didn't know this before didn't pay much attention to it.

But at this moment, Tissaya de Veres' words once again brought shock.

Because no one has ever been able to tame a wild griffin, not even a warlock, but a witcher has done it. This is a provocation, and also a direction to take.

"Ms. Vera, how did he do that?!"

At this moment, someone finally set their sights on the target that everyone had been intentionally or unintentionally ignoring for various reasons.

Vera was silent for a moment, then shook her head: "I don't know, but it seems to be an accident."

Unexpected events... Many people lose interest because they mean that the unexpected is not repeatable and is not a stable method of taming, but others are more interested because the unexpected carries a strong sense of fate, which fits the essence of a Witcher.

After a moment of silence...

"I agree with Berendir Rogrides' proposal to launch an expedition to Dodurak. The Wolf School must have that Erin!"

"The presence of the Great Griffin can greatly alleviate the pressure of the expedition, and I agree with Berendil Rogrides' proposal!"

“If Erin leads the great griffin to Dodurak, I will personally participate in the expedition, and I will agree to Berendir Rogrides’ proposal!”

……

As a matter of course, the high-ranking warlocks unanimously agreed to Berendil Rogrides' proposal to have Erin participate in the Great Expedition to Dordurak, even though Berendil Rogrides himself had not made any such proposal.

The High Warlock Council is rarely convened, and it's also rare to have important figures like Tissaya de Veris and Narciss de la Roch in attendance. Of course, the expedition wasn't the only proposal; it was the last and most important one.

In fact, before the expedition even began, this high-level council meeting had already been going on for most of the day in a rather dull and tedious manner.

But Fringilla Vigo had never seen such a spectacular sight before.

Such unanimous approval meant that almost all high-ranking warlocks cast their votes in agreement.

Apart from the five members of the Association of Talents and Skills, high-ranking warlocks are the ultimate goal and the final dream for all warlocks.

The dream of countless male and female sorcerers, perhaps from the day they graduated from sorcery school, the day they began learning magic from their elders, or even the day they heard of the existence of the High Council of the Brotherhood of Sorcerers, of achieving instant fame, has been realized today by a witcher.

From this day forward, the name Erin will be known to every extraordinary power in the Northern Continent.

It has to be said, this is ironic.

This made Fringilla Vigo even more eager for the journey to the Ring of Maidalui after the meeting.

Amidst the noise.

Narciss de la Roche turned his head to look at Tissaya de Veres, who glanced discreetly at Vera below, who was looking down, sighed softly to herself, and said coldly:

"I will extend an invitation."

(End of this chapter)