Chapter 153: As Powerful as a Demon Hunter

Vesemir stood still, waiting until the three knights disappeared from his sight, then he looked down at Ailin and asked:
“Why did you let me take it?”

"No matter how nicely the young nobleman puts it, this clearly violates the principle of neutrality."

If it weren't for Ailin's secret hint, he would have refused without hesitation.

Vesemir didn't realize it yet.

In his heart, the opinions of the young witcher Ailin were much more important than the principles passed down by the school for hundreds of years.

Ailin stared into Vesemir's eyes and said seriously:
"We need this commission."

"After accepting this commission, these three king's guards will not only not cause us any trouble, but will also take the initiative to help us keep it a secret from others."

"On the other hand, it also provides a disguise for our true purpose."

"Master Vesemir, we have come into contact with the king's personal guards. It may not be long before others notice us."

"Compared to actively searching for the bodies of the Viscount's family and looking for the human couple commissioned by the elves, helping a nobleman clean up his family's castle is obviously more likely to be accepted by the king and wizards, and also more likely to be ignored."

"We are demon hunters. It is normal for demon hunters to accept commissions and hunt monsters."

"And..." Ailin subconsciously glanced at the ruins around him, paused, and whispered:

"Master Vesemir, the neutrality of the school is no longer possible."

"I even think it's impossible to win over the king."

"Even his personal guards are so hostile to witchers, one can imagine the king's attitude."

"We must prepare for the worst... Perhaps... taking advantage of this commission to unite with the elves is no longer an option, but a task we must complete."

Vesemir fell silent upon hearing this.

Even Ailin could sense the attitudes of these guards, so how could he not see clearly?

It was just that he subconsciously didn't want to believe it and didn't want the Wolf School to confront the Master of Kaedwen.

after all.

If it is as Arryn said, there will be no life in Kaer Morhen.

He couldn't even imagine the scene of thirty or forty demon hunters facing off against an army of thousands.

Against the ruler of a country, what good would it be even if there were a few more people in the legion created by Ailin?

For a moment, Vesemir felt as heavy as if the cold and majestic Blue Mountains were pressing down on him, making it difficult to breathe.

"Alin, do you think the prophetic dream that the Chief mentioned will really happen?"

Under the black wide-brimmed hat, the face of the demon hunter master suddenly looked pale and haggard.

It took Aelin a few seconds to realize that the prophetic dream Vesemir was talking about was the dream he made up about the downfall of the school.

Before he could answer, Vesemir suddenly shook his head.

I was such a fool to ask Ailin such a question.

No matter how outstanding he is, he is just a fourteen-year-old boy.

Thinking of this, he stroked Ailin's hair, forced a smile, and said:
"Let's continue clearing the monsters in the castle. We did a good job killing those evil spirits before. It looks like Kaer Morhen will have another evil spirit killer soon..."

The witcher master's words of praise lingered in my ears.

Ailin lowered his head and said silently in his heart:

"..."

……

Hundred Fruit Garden.

Although Serio was unhappy with Balwen for dragging him into this, after leaving the castle, he heard the benefits he promised.

Serio was moved and agreed to Bowen's request to keep the matter secret.

after all.

If Bowen inherits the title of Viscount, it will be of great benefit to both the Coyle family and himself.

What's more, Bowen also promised to use the power of his family to help him make further progress in the Royal Knights.

only……

Is this Bowen really reliable? Serio tilted his head to take a look and couldn't help but sigh.

After negotiating the terms with him, Bowen, who had been discussing pros and cons and deals like a normal noble, turned back into the unreliable young knight he usually was.

For a moment, he couldn't tell which side was Bowen's real side.

"Fourteen years old. She is really only fourteen years old!"

Bowen rode on his horse in a trance.

The witcher apprentice named Ailin was able to slay monsters at the age of fourteen, but he was only barely surviving the monsters at the age of twenty-one.

"Is the transformation potion mentioned in the book really that powerful?"

"Bowen!" The middle-aged knight heard his muttering and said seriously, "Have you forgotten that the witcher's potions are lethal?"

"Otherwise, why are there so few demon hunters in this world!"

Although he was surprised and envious of the witcher apprentice who had such skills at such a young age.

after all.

There is no knight who does not want to improve his strength and possess extraordinary agility and strength.

But what's the price?

High mortality rate coexists with infertility.

Demon Hunter is not a right path.

At least the children of the Val family cannot be fooled by him and become witchers.

Bao Wen was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then he came back to his senses and nodded slightly like a true nobleman:

"I know. I was just shocked for a moment and a little envious."

That's not just some envy, you were simply crazy just now... Serio thought.

But he didn't say anything. Bowen was not a member of the Coyle family, so there was no need.

"Captain Serio!"

"Where on earth have you been?"

Hearing someone calling his name, Serio looked in the direction of the voice.

A knight who was also a member of the king's personal guard was riding towards him on his horse.

Ok?
Isn't this Fowler who is stationed in the next town? Why is he here?

"Sir Fowler? I remember I left my itinerary with the mayor?" Serio glanced at Bowen.

Bowen shook his head slightly, indicating that he had received the notice.

"I didn't go to town... um... Fargo, what's wrong with you?"

The young knight named Fowler noticed Fargo lying on the horse's back, and quickly squeezed the horse under his crotch and rode to Fargo's side.

Fargo is his best friend among the king's guards.

Fowler asked solemnly:
"Were they attacked by those damn long ears?"

Fargo lay on the horse and twisted his buttocks. He stretched out his right hand with difficulty and pointed at the wound on his back, and smiled smugly:
"It's not long ears, Fowler, it's a spirit! I've met a spirit!"

"Demon spirit?"

Fowler was stunned.

Is it such a happy thing to meet a demon? Unless...

"You killed a demon?" Fowler asked in surprise.

"Um... that's not the case." Fargo was a little embarrassed, "But..."

Serio interrupted their chat and asked, "Fowler, aren't you in Yadai Town? Why are you here?"

Fowler said quickly, "Oh...oh...the king is here. The captain asked me to inform you to go to the manor of Earl Burns in Yadai Town to meet him."

Serio glanced at Bowen subconsciously, and then heard Fowler continue:
"By the way, the captain also asked me to remind you to pay attention..."

"The wizards from Ban Ade Academy are going too!"

(End of this chapter)