Chapter 222 Take off all your clothes quickly and let me measure your size carefully!

Horton took the blueprint, looked at it for a while, his eyes widened instantly, and he exclaimed:
"The dwarf's beard!"

"Who designed this beauty for you?"

"I've never made armor like this before!"

"Flying lizard skin, magic-blocking gold, werewolf heart, griffin stomach, scorpion spider silk..."

"The perfect combination of flexible and rigid magic materials..."

"Such a crazy idea!"

"This is simply... this is simply ingenious!"

Horton's eyes sparkled, and he wished he could take his eyes off and roll them around on the parchment.

His forging skills are world-famous, but he usually only forges some steel armor.

After all, most of his customers are noble knights, so as long as it is ornamental enough and can withstand the sharp blades of their own kind, that is enough.

In most cases, even the latter requirement is not necessary.

"This is the joint work of Alzu and the dwarf king Blovar Hogg, or technology..." Vesemir didn't care about Holden's gaffe and explained with a smile, "It is one of the few masterpieces in the world that combines steel and flesh and blood."

"Humph~"

Hogg snorted when he heard this:
"That old bastard Blovar Hogg is not the Dwarf King."

"He is just a stubborn, selfish, suspicious, and old-fashioned elder of Mahakam who is more stinky and hard than a stone in a toilet."

Vesemir smiled but didn't respond.

Blovar Hogg's official title is indeed Mahakam Grand Elder.

But he has great power in Mahakam and is the de facto king of the dwarves.

However, there were indeed some young dwarves who were very dissatisfied with his stubborn character, his fanatical and almost crazy adherence to tradition.

of course.

These are the words of the dwarves about their leader.

As an outsider, Vesemir naturally couldn't be so foolish as to follow Horton in tasting the food.

Moreover, Horton only denied the identity of Blovar Hogg, and did not deny Vesemir's evaluation of the Wolf School Master Set as a "masterpiece".

After a long while, Hogg put down the blueprint with emotion:

"Tsk tsk, this armor... this armor is really not something that ordinary people can make!"

"That old fellow Blovar is really good at forging!"

"What's wrong, Holden?" Vesemir crossed his arms and smiled. "Can't you do it?"

Horton turned his head sharply, and his long beard swept across a semicircle like a whip.

He muttered loudly:

"What can't be done!"

"Just kidding, there is no armor in this world that I can't make!"

"But I have already made it clear in advance that even considering our friendship and this beautiful woman, I can only waive half of the fee..."

Horton scratched his thick fingers:
"Well... let me do the math... gloves, chest armor, pants, boots... it will take me at least two months, half of that is twelve thousand orens, so I'll give you ten thousand orens!"

"So expensive!"

The extraordinary beauty of Lady Vera!

The cost of making it would still be 10,000 Orens even if it is half the price?
Mary's eyes widened and she covered her mouth in surprise.

"Expensive?" Holden sneered.

"This is just the price of my forging. Of all the materials listed in the blueprint, I only have the magic-blocking metal, and the price has to be calculated separately..."

"I can't get you all the fur, hearts, blood, and other messy things from other monsters..."

"Tsk tsk... the skin of a flying lizard... except for the giant dragon, the flying lizard is the most powerful large monster in the world!"

"Monsters like werewolves, giant griffins, and poisonous scorpion spiders are not that weak either, and their numbers are very small right now..."

Ding!
获得主线任务：【猎魔人大师的盾】（狩猎飞蜥0/5，狼人0/5，大狮鹫0/5，毒蝎蜘蛛0/5，寻找精炼阻魔金板0/10）

The sense of déjà vu was so strong that Ailin seemed to hear the activation of the mission in his mind.

He subconsciously moved his mind and opened the task list in the Demon Hunting Notes.

Only then did I confirm that the tasks inside were hunting missions such as water ghosts, ghouls, small fog monsters, and spirits.

"Strange, there is no activated mission." Ailin thought.

Logically speaking, this is the standard task activation script.

Next.

He should cross mountains and rivers, visit various countries, from cities to villages to look for traces of these monsters.

Then after a fierce fight, he killed these monsters and came back to forge his Wolf School legendary set.

"What's wrong, Aelin?"

Vesemir's voice suddenly interrupted his reverie.

"Nothing." Ailin came back to his senses.

Vesemir looked at him strangely, but did not ask any further questions. He pulled Ailin and walked out of the house, saying:

"Come with me quickly."

……

There is no exploiting class in the Wolf School.

The higher the "position" of a demon hunter, the more money he has to pay.

Demon hunter apprentice, demon hunter, demon hunter master, school leader.

The training of a demon hunter apprentice is purely for the sake of training, and no tuition is charged.

After passing the trial and becoming a formal demon hunter, as long as you are willing to stay in Kaer Morhen, one-fifth of the annual commission will be collected at the end of each year.

The Demon Hunter Master is directly one-half.

Not to mention the chief, basically all the bounties he receives from commissions will be put into the development of the school.

of course.

The above are all unspoken rules.

Even if a demon hunter does not pay the "tax" at the end of each year, the school will not really expel him or impose any other punishment.

However, this kind of deadbeat has not appeared so far.

On the contrary, at the end of the year, many demon hunters would only keep enough money to survive until the beginning of the next year, and then hand over all the commissions earned throughout the year to the school.

This is understandable.

After all, it is impossible for a demon hunter to have offspring.

In such a profession where one lives and dies every day, it is difficult for worldly desires to sustain decades of constant fighting.

The Wolf School is their home, and every apprentice who passes the trial is their child.

Although this kind of emotion is a little distorted, the relationship between people and between people and other species in this world is inherently distorted.

and so.

The greatest monetary or material reward a Wolf School witcher can obtain from the school in his lifetime is the armor he receives when he becomes a witcher master.

Yes.

The cost of forging the Wolf School master set is entirely funded by the school.

Ailin doesn't need to spend a single Oren.

Including materials.

……

"Wow!"

"This smooth and translucent fur looks like it's woven from silver threads..."

"Ding--"

"The echo is clear..."

"Sigh~"

"This strong smell of blood and fish..."

Horton jumped around like a child among the various colored materials on the ground.

He kept talking to himself excitedly.

After a while, her cheeks flushed and she looked at Vesemir excitedly:
"Vesemir, where did you get all these top-quality materials?"

"Not only is the flying lizard skin intact, but the magic nodes on the werewolf's heart and the circuits on the griffin's stomach..." "The processing of all the monster materials is top-notch."

Vesemir laughed and patted Horton on the shoulder:

"These materials were all contributed by the Demon Hunter Masters of the Wolf School. Those flying lizard skins are even Chief Soi's treasured possessions..."

“Of course they are all top-quality, highest-quality materials!”

"No wonder!" Horton sighed.

He glanced at the young demon hunter master Ailin who was staring blankly at the various demon materials on the ground.

Emotion.

"With so many top-quality materials, they must be worth at least 100,000 orens!"

"The material of what you are wearing is far inferior to the ones on the ground!"

"Dwarf's beard, you are so kind!"

When Vesemir heard Holden's comparison, he felt neither jealous nor dissatisfied.

He narrowed his eyes with a smile, and shook his head as if he remembered something.
"No!"

“We gain far more than we give!”

"far greater than……"

Holden was stunned for a moment.

"What do you mean?" he asked curiously.

"Nothing much," Vesemir pulled down his black wide-brimmed hat and smiled mysteriously, "All the materials are here, my respected Master Horton, is there anything else you need to prepare?"

The dwarf forging master, who was kept in suspense, turned pale.

However, after hearing the materials, due to his dwarf nature, he quickly turned his attention back to the smooth flying lizard skin.

"Nothing to prepare."

"With so many top-quality materials, I can hardly imagine how excellent the suit will be in terms of resistance to piercing, blunt attacks, slashing, and monster damage!"

"Oh, right..." Horton suddenly thought of a question:
"I don't know how to engrave a magic circle. You still need an alchemist."

"It's okay. Ms. Vera will be responsible for engraving the magic circle." Vesemir said casually.

Holden was stunned.

The bloody red fox is responsible for engraving the magic circle?
This is really a waste of talent!
And her appearance fee must be eight or nine times higher than mine...

Is the Wolf School already so wealthy?
Shocked, he glanced at Mary, then at Ailin, lowered his head and pondered for a moment before revealing a knowing smile:
"Tsk tsk~"

"I have a feeling that this armor may be the most outstanding work of my life."

Vesemir smiled and patted the dwarf on the shoulder: "I have no doubt about it!"

Horton's blood boiled at the thought that such a touching work would be created by his own hands.

He shouted to Arlin in a voice full of cinders and ore, a voice full of cinders and ore of the dwarves:
"Hahahaha-"

"Come on, Master Ailin."

"Take off all your clothes quickly so I can measure your size carefully!"

……

Ard Kale, the royal city of Kaedwen.

In the king's study, sitting on the large seat where Hackso used to sit, a young man's face turned pale with anger.

He glared at the elegantly dressed old man sitting opposite the black oak table and said:

"Duke Donetto, don't you think what you said is ridiculous?"

"What's so ridiculous about that?" The old man said respectfully, but his tone was neither cold nor indifferent. "His Majesty the King once commissioned a few wild cats to do some things."

"If I remember correctly, it was you who conveyed the king's order!"

"If a man wants to kill a wolf, the wolf will resist. Isn't it obvious?"

"My dear prince..."

Rado looked unhappy.

Only a few people knew that his father asked him to find the witcher from the Cat School.

This certainly does not include the unreasonable nobleman in front of him.

Moreover, he was about to succeed to the throne, and they still called him "Your Highness"...

Is this damn Donato threatening me with the throne?
Although he was furious, the chaos and unrest caused by his father's sudden death forced him to suppress his anger:

"Of course the Wolf School is a suspect."

"But Lord Donato, we are not ignorant farmers. You and I both know the effect of the witcher's sigils."

"It is impossible for them to be able to create this celestial conjunction..."

"That may not be the case!" the old man interrupted, but his expression was still so humble, like a layer of human skin covering an iron mask.

"Just because the Wolf School demon hunters can't do it doesn't mean that the people they know can't do it..."

"Isn't there news that the red fox has moved into the wolf den and is now rubbing elbows with the wolf leader?"

"Perhaps she was the one who caused this celestial conjunction?"

Rado was a little impatient:
"So what you mean is that a sorceress not only sneaked into the heavily guarded Ban'ard quietly, but also released a magic like the Confluence of the Celestial Spheres under the noses of so many world-famous wizards?"

"It's not impossible." The old man nodded slowly.

Rado laughed angrily:

"I asked Lady Tissaia of Aretuza, even if there is a wizard who has the ability to cause the celestial spheres to meet..."

"To have a celestial conjunction as grand as the one that occurred when my father passed away, it would definitely require a grand ceremony with extremely complicated preparation steps."

"Is it possible that other than the wizards of Ben Ader, there are people who can spend several days to set up such a ritual in their territory without being discovered?"

Doesn’t Rado know that from the perspective of motivation, the Wolf School is the most suspicious?

But just the arrangement of the ceremony itself could not have been done by anyone other than Ben Ade.
The old man stared at the future king of Kaedwen and was silent for a few seconds.

He did not mention the rumor that Tissaia and Vera were both sorceresses and had a very good relationship.

Although he didn't know whether the celestial conjunction that happened that day required a ceremony.

But this kind of knowledge can be known by asking, even if Tishaya has a good relationship with Vera, she would not tell such a lie that can be easily exposed.

"Your Highness, please be careful with your words!"

"Are you doubting that Ben Ade killed the king?"

"You know, they and the king are on the same side when it comes to destroying Kaer Morhen."

"Will killing the king do them any good?"

The old man's expression was as respectful as ever, but his forced smile was creepy.

He stood up without waiting for Rado's reply.

"Sorry, Your Highness."

"I feel a little unwell, so I'll take my leave now."

"The day after tomorrow is the day for the nobles' meeting. We will continue our discussion then."

talking.

The old man, leaning on an exquisite black cane, was supported by his servants and walked towards the door step by step.

"Duke Donato, will you support me the day after tomorrow?" Rado suddenly asked.

The old man paused, without looking back:

"Of course I wish to support you, my Lord!"

then.

"Boom~boom~boom~"

The sound of the cane hitting the ground gradually faded away.

“I hope to support…”

Rado muttered to himself and was about to put his hands on the armrest, but he unexpectedly put his hands on nothing.

This was not his usual chair.

Too empty, too big.

Fukong placed his hand on the cold table.

Rado closed his eyes and sighed softly.

(End of this chapter)