Chapter 234 War? War!
After asking his subordinates to lead the soldiers back to the barracks, Trick led the three people to the prosperous and tidy inner city and stopped in front of a three-story building with a wooden sign with wine bottles hanging on it.

White marble exterior walls, carved oak window frames, and all kinds of charming and fragrant flowers carefully placed at the door...

Exquisite and luxurious.

As soon as the four men dismounted from their horses, a middle-aged man wearing a silk brocade robe and a small round hat trotted out of the small building.

Trick seemed a little anxious, and without waiting for the middle-aged man to stand still, he ordered:
"Yakub, these three are the king's distinguished guests. Please give them the best guest rooms here."

"The bill is on me."

Then he turned his head to look at Vesemir, Arryn, and Mary:

"This is the best hotel in Wengerburg. You can rest here first. I will go back and inform His Majesty, and then take you to the royal city to meet him."

"If you have any requests, just speak to Yakubu directly. He is the owner of this store."

It can be seen that this inn is very good, and Vesemir, Arryn and Mary naturally have no objections.

Moreover, reality is different from the game, the loot does not increase any attributes or experience.

The purpose of keeping the head of the great griffin was to collect a bounty from the royal family of Aedirn.

This is the unspoken rule between demon hunters and human nobles.

As long as it causes casualties or economic losses to the local area, or even as long as there is an obvious potential threat.

Demon hunters can kill the monster first.

Afterwards, collect a bounty from the local nobles.

And there is no need to worry about working in vain.

Of course, since it is an unspoken rule, it is naturally linked to the overall strength of the demon hunter and the number of monsters.

Therefore, this benefit can only be enjoyed in this era when the demon hunter school is thriving.

Also.

As long as they are in good condition, the heads of large monsters are also very valuable collectibles, no less valuable than paintings and sculptures by famous artists.

Based on Vesemir's years of experience.

The head of a large griffin that was expertly beheaded using Demon Hunting is of absolutely top quality and can be sold for at least three thousand orens.

It has to be said that as long as a demon hunter has the ability, there are still many ways to make money.

therefore.

Naturally, the three of them had to wait until they got the money before leaving.

"Go ahead, we'll wait for you here." Vesemir nodded slightly.

Seeing that the three were quite satisfied with this place, Trick said goodbye and left.

"Go down!"

Ailin said softly.

Immediately, a small black ball moved, as if nodding.

Before entering the city, the little monster wrapped himself up with the black cloth given by Mary, leaving almost no gaps.

After getting off the horse and gently carrying Yennefer down, the innkeeper Jacob came over.

He has a kind smile as kind as his chubby figure, and he is very knowledgeable.

Seeing Yennefer wrapped in black cloth and the large griffin head on the side of the saddle, he said in a normal tone without saying much:
"Dear guests, is there anything else you want to arrange? Your horses will be led to the stables by servants..."

"If you don't mind, we can also find someone to help you deal with this big griffin's head."

"Huh?" The three were a little surprised to hear what Yakub said.

After all, even the deputy commander of the Knights of Aedirn did not recognize the shrunken griffin head.

An ordinary businessman actually recognized it.

"Are you sure this is a big griffin?" Mary asked curiously, "It's not a griffin?"

"You know, the head of a big griffin is not that small."

"This lady is joking," the innkeeper Jakub shook his head gently, "The griffin has a white face and a blue beak..."

"The red face and black beak must be a griffin, there is no doubt about it."

"As for why it is so small..."

"It must be because of the lady's spell. I remember that warlocks have a spell called shrinking, which can shrink objects for a long time..."

Yakubu's tone was calm, but the three of them looked at each other in surprise.

This wealthy and gentle innkeeper looks like the uncle next door.

Not only was he able to identify the monster's head, he was also able to accurately point out Mary's identity and the magic she used.

"amazing!"

Vesemir exclaimed: "As expected of a businessman who can open the best inn in the inner city of Aedirn."

"I don't deserve it," Yakubu smiled gently and shook his head, "but when I was studying in Niubao, I was interested in these aspects, so I deliberately learned about them."

"Master Vesemir is truly remarkable."

"Do you know me?" Vesemir grasped the key point, but after careful recollection he could not remember having ever seen this person before.

Yakubu gestured to the inn employee who came over to take the horse away, then smiled and shook his head:

"I do not recognize."

"But he is the youngest demon hunter master in the past hundred years. He is a legend in Niubao, and many stories about him are circulating there..."

When Ailin heard what Yakubu said, he suddenly thought of something.

He pursed his lips and used the demon hunter's strong body control ability to suppress his laughter.

Vesemir's many stories?
I'm afraid most of them are not serious stories?

But Vesemir seemed to enjoy it very much. He adjusted his black wide-brimmed hat, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up under the shadow.

At this time.

Yakub, who was leading the way, glanced at the giant griffin head that was being taken down by Aylin and handed to the inn employee.

While leading the way, he exclaimed:

"Killing a griffin is not something that an ordinary demon hunter master can do, and the great griffin..."

"It's recorded in the Niubao Academy that, except for great demon hunter masters like your own dragon slayer Soi, these large monsters are usually hunted by three or more demon hunter masters working together..."

"I didn't expect that Master Vesemir, who is so young, actually has the strength of a grandmaster..."

Yakubu didn't finish his words.

But everyone understood what he meant.

With the young looks of Ailin and Mary, it was obvious that they could not become the main fighting force.

"Hahaha~"

Vesemir's sudden laughter made Jakub turn around subconsciously.

"Uh…what's wrong, Master Vesemir?"

“Hahaha, you guessed wrong…” Vesemir smiled and patted Jakub’s shoulder, “I didn’t kill this big griffin.”

"Ah?" Jakub, who had always been calm and gentle, was rarely stunned.

Seeing that Vesemir was still laughing, out of his businessman's intuition, he instinctively glanced at the blue-eyed young witcher Arryn.

There was a guess in his mind, but it was rejected by him within a second.

"The Great Griffin was killed by Arlin!"

Vesemir did not keep the secret, and proudly raised his head, put his arm around the young witcher's shoulders and praised him:

"The youngest Demon Hunter Master Ailin in history..."

"He was the one who killed the big griffin!"

"My apprentice!"

"Ah?" Jakub was stunned again and even stopped subconsciously.

This was an unimaginable loss of composure for him, who usually remained calm in the face of adversities.

Jacob looked at Aelin carefully.

incredible!

It's unbelievable!

It turned out to be this young demon hunter.

He could not in any way connect this young face, who was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with the words "Master Demon Hunter" and "Great Griffin".

If it weren’t for the fact that there was nothing wrong with the griffin’s head.

Falsifying a witcher master would do no good to the School of the Wolf, Vesemir, or even Arryn himself.

He really didn't believe what Vesemir said.

So, after a pause, Jacob continued to lead the way, sighing:
"Master Ailin should be less than seventeen years old this year, right?" "Fourteen." Mary answered proudly.

"Amazing, really amazing!" Jacob exclaimed.

that's it.

Amid the innkeeper's flattery, the three of them arrived at the top floor of the hotel.

"Dear guests, we have arrived at your room."

The intricately carved wooden door opened.

"Squeak~"

A room roughly the same size as Arryn's at Kaer Morhen appeared before them.

The dazzling magic crystal lamps, the soft leather sofas and the plaid carpet covering the entire floor...

All the utensils looked very expensive.

There are four doors in the room, which should be the separated bedrooms.

The door is carved with hollow carvings, which seem to be stories of ancient heroes in the demon hunter world.
A living room, four small rooms...

It's a bit like a hotel suite in the previous life.

"Master Vesemir, Master Arlin, and this one..." Jacob looked at Mary with a smile.

"Margarita Laux Antille, just call me Mary." Mary seemed to have a good impression of the middle-aged businessman and introduced herself, "I am the apprentice of Ms. Vera, the Bloody Red Fox."

"So you are Ms. Vera's apprentice. No wonder you can perform the shrinking spell at such a young age."

Surprise flashed in Jacob's eyes.

However, seeing that the three of them looked a little tired, he didn't say anything more.

"Master Vesemir, Master Arlin, and Lady Mary, if you have no other needs, I will leave now."

"There is a magic bell at the door. Just ring it and I will come."

Jacob pointed to the translucent crystal bell at the door and prepared to leave.

"and many more!"

Ailin suddenly remembered something and called out to Jacob.

"Master Ailin, do you have any instructions?"

Jacob turned and looked gently at the young witcher.

"Can you buy me some dog oil, white amaranth petals, and cypress stem fruit?"

Jacob was stunned for a moment.

However, out of duty, he did not ask any further questions. After agreeing, he closed the door and left.

"Bang~"

The door is closed.

After letting Yennefer take her brother back to the room.

Ailin and Vesemir remained silent for a few seconds, waiting for the footsteps outside the door to completely disappear.

Ailin looked at Mary and asked:
"Mary, do you know the soundproofing barrier that Ms. Vera used?"

Mary did not respond.

Her red lips moved slightly, and after reciting a few spells, she snapped her fingers elegantly with a "snap" sound.

next second.

The familiar reddish magic barrier enveloped the three people.

Ailin stared at Mary's slender fingers and asked curiously:
"Is snapping your fingers a special spellcasting technique?"

"I've seen Ms. Vera snap her fingers before casting a spell, but she has never chanted a spell..."

Mary's movement to retract her right hand suddenly froze, and she glared at Ailin angrily and ignored him.

Ok……

understood.

This is just a decorative gesture and is meaningless.

then.

Ailin returned to the topic and looked at the witcher master:

"Master Vesemir, what did you mean by that remark at the gate of Vengerburg?"

"What's wrong with Aedirn?"

Vesemir did not answer immediately, but lowered his head and pondered as if he was organizing his words.

Arryn and Mary watched him patiently, without pushing him.

“Too fast!” Vesemir looked up.

"Too fast?" Ailin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "What is too fast?"

"Trick and his King's Knights arrived too quickly..." said Vesemir.

Arlin and Mary looked at each other.

Is this fast?

After killing the great griffin, they helped the Kaedwen royal family's tutor Dieter solve a case, and even saved a scumbag and went to Yennefer's hometown...

The knights arrived late.

Vesemir seemed to guess what they were thinking and shook his head.

"It's not what you think..."

"Normally, when a large-scale monster attacks a business, no matter how quickly it is handled, the information is reported to the higher levels..."

"It will take at least a day to dispatch troops to search for monsters and deal with them. Most of the time, it will take three or four days. Some weak countries may even simply ignore them and wait for passing demon hunters to deal with them..."

"And what about Aedirn?"

Vesemir looked at Aylin solemnly, and then said:
"Calculating the time, they sent their fastest cavalry almost as soon as they received the news..."

"what does that mean?"

"That avenue is very important to them!" Ailin continued with a frown.

There is no need for Vesemir to continue his analysis.

Unexpected reaction time, the grain transport caravans lined up in front of the gate of Vengerburg, and Trick who had clearly received the news of Hackso's death long ago but still had to confirm it with them again and again...

"Aedirn is planning to start a war when the king of Kaedwen has just died and Ben Ader is at odds with the new king!"

Ailin said suddenly.

"How did you know?"

Vesemir, who was planning to teach his apprentice patiently, was really surprised.

He had barely begun when Ailin gave the answer.

Vesemir looked at his apprentice in shock.

It is understandable that one is a genius in alchemy, swordsmanship, and sigils. After all, he has both talent and has learned it.

But when it comes to politics, even for an old man like him who is in his forties, it took him a long time to figure it out.

Where did Ayling learn this?

Did Ms. Vera give him some special treatment?
"Guess."

Ailin didn't say much and just answered casually.

Even children in previous lives knew the principle of sending food and fodder before troops move forward.

How could he not know?

Moreover, Kaedwen and Aedirn are sworn enemies.

During Haksel's reign, there were dozens of frictions on the border between the two countries.

There is even a motivation.

The reason why Ailin didn't think of it for a moment was that he lacked some common sense about the Demon Hunter Continent.

Moreover, in his previous life, the word war had always been far away from him.

Vesemir didn't think much about it. He nodded and continued to explain his analysis carefully.

The conclusion is the same as Ailin's.

But due to the limitations of her talent for lecturing, Mary was confused and ultimately only remembered the conclusion that Eileen had just stated.

After Vesemir finished speaking, Mary hesitated for a few seconds and asked doubtfully:

"But there is a war between Aedirn and Kaedwen. What does it have to do with you...with our Wolf School?"

(End of this chapter)