Chapter 190 Demon Hunter Master Ailin

The Gate of Ard Ghaith?

Aelin frowned.

He seemed to have heard the name somewhere.

“This is the reward for entrustment.”

"Demon Hunter, are you satisfied?"

Aida Emin interrupted Aelin's thoughts.

"I am satisfied." Ailin nodded.

Since it can activate the Demon Hunting Notes, it must be useful to him.

Moreover.

The goal of forming an alliance with the elves was also achieved.

This fragment of the Gate of Ard Ghaith could even be considered an unexpected gain.

"correct!"

"Dear Ain Savini, do you know the Gate of Ard Ghaith?"

If you don’t understand, just ask!

With the knowledgeable Elf Adept right in front of him, Ailin naturally wouldn't try to recall the past by himself.

Aida Emin was stunned when she heard this. After pondering for a moment, she asked back:
"Why do you ask that question?"

"How did you know the name of the Gate of Ard Ghaith?"

……

Seeing that Ada Emin's gentle smile faded, her tone became alert, and she answered questions with questions, Aelin knew something was wrong.

Little did she know that the gem was a fragment of the Gate of Ard Ghaith!

"What's wrong? Is there any problem with the Gate of Ade Ges?"

He quietly clenched the gem in his hand and cleared his mind.

Seeing that Ailin was unwilling to answer, Aida Emin looked at him deeply and lowered her head in thought.

It was as if she was struggling over whether or not to tell him the answer.

Just when Ailin thought that Ada Emin was not going to answer and was about to change the subject to avoid embarrassment, he suddenly heard:
"The Gate of Ard Ghaith - the Grand Gate..."

The melodious sound of the dripping spring in Francesca Valley attracted everyone's attention.

"It is said that we once had this door when Ain El had not yet parted ways with his brothers and was still called Ain Woodod..."

"Through this door, the former Ion Woodard clan traveled through time and space and went to various worlds to reproduce and thrive..."

"So the Gate of Ard Ges is also called the Gate of All Realms."

"Although I don't know why a fixed door would be lost..."

"But the Gate of Ard Ghaith did disappear later."

"At the same time, the Ain Woodard clan gradually lost the ability to travel through time and space..."

Ailin also remembered at this time.

The Gate of Ade Geis was indeed mentioned several times in the original book, no wonder he had some impression of it.

Even to some extent.

The Ancient Blood is the blood created by the elves in order to find the Gate of Ard Ghaith, or to make up for the loss of the Gate of Ard Ghaith.

"Then Ain Woodold was forced to split up and became our Ain El and Ain Sheedi..."

"Of course, I always thought this door was just a myth, although..."

Francesca blinked her blue eyes at Aelin:

"It is recorded in the history books of the elves."

"Enid, this is not a myth, this is the history of the Ain El clan." Ada Amin's helpless voice sounded.

"But even the oldest people in the tribe have never seen the white ship that the Ain El tribe traveled through time and space to come to this world, not to mention the mysterious door." Francesca retorted.

Ada Emin shook her head and stopped arguing with Francesca.

"Although there are some flaws, what Enid said is correct."

"This is indeed the history of the Gate of Ard Ghaith."

"only……"

Ada Emin looked at the witcher:
"The Gate of Ade Geis should be a secret to outsiders."

"No one outside of Ain El should know about this," Ada Emin glanced at Francesca, "nor should any Ain El tell it."

Francesca stuck out her tongue playfully.

Ailin, who was stared at by Ada Emin, fell silent.

Of course, he couldn't tell others that the fragment of the Gate of Ad Ghaith had just been given to him by an Ian Savini as a reward for his commission.

In front of a sorceress who knows how to read minds, it is better to just show your attitude and refuse to answer than to make excuses.

"That's all."

Ida Emin sighed.

"Given the current situation of the Ain El clan, it's just a piece of history. There's nothing to be obsessed with."

"Boom~"

An orange portal appeared in front of the cabin.

"Asha, do you have anything else to say to the witcher?"

Aida Emin looked towards Shadia.

Shadia nodded slightly and turned to look at the wooden house.

At this time.

Only then did Ailin notice the half-elf children, who for some reason had been staying in the house and not coming out.

"They are all asleep," Shadia's eyes lingered on the dark window. "I have already told Lysa everything, so you don't have to worry."

Shadia retracted her gaze and looked at Ailin:

"Alin, I will not forget my promise, so..."

"I hope you can take good care of them for me."

Ailin nodded solemnly:
"Please rest assured that Lady Vera is near Ban Ader now. I will ask her to send the children back to Kaer Morhen tomorrow."

Shadia nodded, took one last look in the direction of the cabin and Hord's grave, and walked towards the portal.

When she passed Francesca, she paused and said goodbye politely with Aunt Asha's expression and tone.

Then he walked into the portal without hesitation.

"Enid, are you coming back with us?"

"Your father is very worried about you."

Ada Emin looked towards Francesca.

“No,” Francesca shook her head. “I plan to settle accounts with that fraudulent prophet first, and then continue looking for my mother’s whereabouts.”

Upon hearing this, Ada Emin and Ayling looked towards the portal almost at the same time.

"What's wrong?" The sensitive Francesca noticed the abnormality of the two people.

"nothing."

Aelin responded instinctively.

Ada Emin touched Francesca's head lovingly and diverted her attention:
"Then I'll leave first. You're in the human world, so be careful!"

"Also, after you find that 'liar', remember to come back and have a look. Maybe Shadia will be back by then."

"Is this your prophecy?" Francesca asked.

Ida Emin smiled and nodded.

Without further explanation, he walked into the portal.

"Boom~"

The portal disappears.

Only Aelin and Francesca were left in front of the cabin.

After a few seconds of inexplicable silence, Francesca suddenly spoke:
"Things here are over, and I'm leaving too."

Thinking about how Francesca had just missed her mother, she now had to look for her non-existent mother in the dangerous human world.

Ailin couldn't help but continue hinting, saying:
"Um...you can go back and see if Ada Emin said that your mother..."

"Aunt Asha must be Shadia," Francesca said suddenly.

"Ah?" The demon hunter opened his mouth in surprise: "You know?"

“Sometimes what we really want to find may be right next to us.”

"Alin, isn't this what you told me?"

"Although I did a lot of stupid things in the underground cave, I'm not so stupid that I can't even understand such a simple reminder."

Francesca sighed dejectedly and looked towards the cabin.

There slept her six half-elf half children.

"Then why didn't you..."

Ailin subconsciously asked the question in his mind, but then interrupted himself because it was inappropriate.

"I do not know either."

Francesca obviously understood what he meant.

Deep confusion was revealed in the azure eyes. "I don't know why I didn't meet her directly..."

"Perhaps I don't know how to face a human mother who falls in love with and gives birth to a child..."

"Or maybe I'm just afraid, afraid that after we meet, she will run away from me again?"

Ailin was silent.

He has no father or mother and has never experienced anything like this.

I don’t know what to say to comfort Francesca at this time.

then.

He chose not to comfort her and abruptly changed the subject:
"So where are you going next?"

"Go home," Francesca gathered her emotions, "I just need to be slower than Ada and the others."

Done.

Francesca glanced at the cabin again and then silently chanted a spell.

"Boom~"

An orange portal appears.

"Goodbye, Aylin!"

Francesca said goodbye to Aelin and headed towards the portal.

"Enid, wait a minute!"

Aelin suddenly called out to Francesca.

"Anything else?"

Francesca turned her head.

Ailin pulled out Night from his leather armor and handed it to Francesca:
“Thanks for the props, they work great and helped me a lot!”

Francesca blushed slightly.

But she did not take over "Night".

"They are yours now. Consider them as compensation for the amulet that was damaged due to my recklessness!"

"Besides, I'm going home and I don't need them anymore."

Seeing that Francesca was serious, Ailin stopped being hypocritical and insisted.

This set of magic props is indeed very useful to him.

"That's it, I'm leaving."

When Francesca saw Ailin accept the "Night Color", the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a cute dimple.

"Nice to meet you, Aelin!"

Ailin pinched the soft "night" and felt a little reluctant for some reason.

"Me too, Enid!"

Francesca smiled and turned around.

"Boom~"

The portal disappears.

Ailin was the only one left in front of the cabin.

……

Abandoned Hudson Mine.

Inside a tent.

"Soy is not dead!"

"The elves are missing too!"

Hackso glanced at him coldly.

Ben Ade's vice president, Janes, looked unhappy and ignored Hackso's questioning.

However, the fate gem that the dean had reserved was lost, and he no longer had the mood to argue with the ruler of a country.

Teresius still had his usual expressionless look.

But obviously.

The leader of the Cat School, who sought the king's mercy and retained his school, did not have the confidence that Jaynes would treat power as dirt.

So Hackso finished.

After hesitating for two seconds, Teresius explained:

"There are no rock trolls, and the sorceress is near Soi. We can't find her..."

"I don't want to hear those excuses," interrupted Hackathol. "All I know is that you didn't do what you promised me."

"Twice!"

He held up two carrot-thick fingers:
"Teresias! Your cat school has failed twice."

The leader of the Cat School remained silent.

Hackso, who had learned what had happened from Jaquiel, the deputy commander of the King's Guard, naturally knew that what had happened today could not be blamed on Teresius.

but.

That didn't stop him from using this failure to hammer him.

It always takes time to make an unruly wild cat submit willingly and obediently, doesn't it?

"And you, Jaynes!"

Hackathol's gaze was fixed on the eyes beneath the funny pointed hat.

"You, Ban Ade, have not fulfilled any of the things you promised. Is this how Dean Heng Gedimidis taught you to do things?"

When he heard the name of Dean Ban Ade, Jaynes's face became even uglier.

But he knew very well what kind of person Hackso was.

After a light "snort", he glanced at the Lord of Kaedwen:
"Come on, Hackathal, what do you want?"

The Kaedwen king didn't mind:
"In ten days, there will be a fighting competition between the apprentices of the Wolf School and the Cat School."

"I have invited Soi to come on stage and watch..."

Jaynes interrupted directly:
"Ban Ade would never risk his reputation by killing the Grand Master of the Wolf School..."

Jaynes glanced at Teresius with contempt, and then said:
"After all, even though they are all mutant hybrids..."

"The Wolf School is different from the infamous Cat School."

Teresius seemed not to hear Jaynes' insults and sarcasm, and looked at the pattern of the tent above his head with an expressionless face.

"You don't need to do it yourself," Haxo shook his head and glanced at Teresius. "You just need to find an opportunity to use magic to interfere with Soi at the critical moment."

Jaynes also followed Hackso's gaze and glanced at Teresius.

Then he lowered his head, as if weighing the pros and cons.

"Jaynes, destroying the Wolf School is not just my wish."

Hackso said coldly.

Jaynes seemed to have thought of something when he heard this, and could only nod with a grim expression.

Seeing the wizard who was always arrogant to him surrender, Hackso raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Teresius.

"Did you hear what I just said?"

"Teresias, are you sure you can kill Soi?"

Upon hearing this, Teresius knew that he had no choice since he had already failed twice.

but.

The Wolf School still doesn't know that the purpose of the king holding the competition is to kill their grandmaster.

Intentional versus unintentional.

There shouldn't be any problem.

Think so.

Teresius nodded and agreed to the task of assassinating the grandmaster of the Wolf School.

Next.

The three men began to discuss how to assassinate on the day of the game.

"correct!"

"There is more than one Demon Hunter Master in the Wolf School's team participating in the competition this time."

Tresius suddenly remembered the name that Guksat mentioned to him after he failed to hunt down the wolf school apprentice.

"Aylin!"

"This time, in addition to Vesemir, there is also a witcher master named Ailin."

Hacksoll and Jaynes frowned at being interrupted in their conspiracy discussion.

"Alin?"

"Are you sure this is your name?"

When Teresius heard the king's question, he was stunned for a moment:
"That should be the correct name."

Hackso frowned:

"But among the demon hunter masters of the Wolf School..."

"There is no one named Aylin."

(End of this chapter)