Chapter 249 Yennefer's Talent
Is it really a death struggle?

Vera stared at Ianna.

The evil god is also a god.

Gods require faith and rely on the number of believers to establish their power. This is the consensus of the wizarding world.

Meliteli is the deity with the largest number of believers in the world.

How powerful must this evil god be to not only not be suppressed in his sanctuary, but also to be able to suddenly knock Ailin unconscious?

How could such an evil god have so many followers?

"Don't worry, it's just that the mark of the evil god on Ailin sensed the threat and resisted instinctively."

I saw that Vera still had worry on her face.

Ianna clapped her hands, looked at Ailin who was somewhat doubtful with a smile, and explained:

"This is a good thing. This explosion almost consumed 90% of the power from the projection of the evil god."

"It doesn't even take seven days now. Probably... um..." Ianna estimated, "three days... three days will be enough."

This is a good thing... Ailin thought.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with this. If they were about to die, how could they not allow others to fight back before they die?
Moreover, although the force just now forced him to "turn his head" in the space of consciousness, Ailin felt that he was capable of resisting that force.

But before he could speak.

"Let's stay in the sanctuary for seven days!" Vera held Ailin's hand tightly with worry, her palms sweating. "Just in case, let's stay in the sanctuary for the full seven days."

"Of course it's no problem. Ailin can stay with Mammy as long as you want."

Ianna reached out and gently ruffled the demon hunter's hair, then took his hand and whispered:

"Let's go, the others must be waiting anxiously."

Aelin nodded and looked towards the sorceress.

The woman in the gray skirt frowned slightly, and her pursed red lips seemed to contain an indelible sorrow.

"Don't worry, Ms. Vera, everything will be fine." Ailin said softly.

The sorceress nodded and said nothing more.

……

The Temple of Meritelli has a large dining room that can accommodate more than a thousand people.

From high-ranking temple officials like Ianna to servants in the temple, everyone eats in this large restaurant.

When Aelin, Vera, and Ianna arrived, Vesemir and the others were already gathered at the door of the restaurant.

From a distance, I could see a little monster wearing a black robe, wrapping his whole body tightly.

"By the way, Ms. Vera." Ailin tilted his head to look at the sorceress.

The sorceress asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"I rescued... uh... adopted a little girl. After dinner, can you help me test whether she has magical talent?"

Arryn scratched his head and gave the sorceress a rough account of the process of adopting Yennefer.

"What a good boy!"

Hearing that he rescued Yennefer from a drunkard father, Ianna touched his head again with relief.

When he saw the wrinkled and calloused hands of the old man rubbing him, he wanted to hide.

But the forty-eight points of strength plus forty-two points of agility seemed to not exist at this moment.

Ailin tilted his head as if he was leaning into Ianna's hand.

"Ianna, stop bullying him..." Vera spoke.

Ianna, who had ruffled the witcher's hair again, smiled and gently rubbed it a few times before withdrawing her hand.

Vera shook her head helplessly when she saw this and glanced at the little guy covered with black cloth at the restaurant door.

That ordinary black cloth seemed nothing in front of her eyes
"Spinal deformities, flesh and bone hyperplasia..."

"It does look like it has been corroded by Chaos Magic for a long time, but..." Vera tilted her head to look at Ailin and gave him a warning, "These features may just be deformities, and have nothing to do with Chaos Magic..."

After a pause of one second, Vera added:

“And this possibility is the greatest.”

Ailin heard Vera's words and nodded.

Even if the little monster's name is Yennefer, it is indeed possible that she has lost her magical talent.

After all, this world is quite different from the novels and games in previous lives.

but.

To Arlin, it didn't matter whether Yennefer had talent or not.

When he rescued the little monster, he didn't know her identity.

Ailin just couldn't stand it and he had the ability, that's all.

then.

The demon hunter shook his head and said:

"It's okay, just test it. I didn't expect to make any profit from it when I adopted her."

"I just hope she can support herself."

Hearing this, the sorceress looked at Ianna proudly.

"What a good boy!" Ianna looked at the demon hunter with increasingly gentle and loving eyes, and whispered softly:

"Don't worry, even if her talent is not detected, the lady's temple is willing to accept her."

"If you are devout and talented, you can also become a priestess like Lisa."

"Ms. Meritelli is the mother of all things and does not treat her children differently based on appearance or disability."

"and……"

"Even if she has no talent, we will teach her herbs, medical skills and midwifery. As long as she is willing to work hard, she will have enough food to eat."

Ailin was delighted to hear Ianna's words.

In this way, even if the little monster's talent cannot be measured, it will have a good way out.

"Thank you, Aunt Ianna!" Ailin said gratefully.

"No need to thank me," Ianna smiled gently, "Good deeds deserve to be recognized, and the weak need to be supported."

"That's what a lady's servant should do."

……

At dinner time, there were a lot of people outside the restaurant.

There were not only temple priests and other staff, but also many noble women in luxurious clothes, as well as children being disciplined by several middle-aged women.

Seeing the high priest of the Temple of Meliteli, many people came over to say "good afternoon" and then whispered about the identities of Vera and Ailin.

"Why is there a demon hunter following the high priest?"

"Is the woman in the gray robe also a priestess of the goddess? She is so beautiful!"

"Why does that demon hunter look so young? Did he come out for the trial with that handsome demon hunter uncle standing at the door just now?"

"It should be. Look at the badges on their chests. They are the same."

"He's so cute, I wish the baby in my belly could grow up like this!"

"Yes! Yes! Especially those deep blue cat eyes... Wow... They are clearer than the sea..."

"I really hope my baby can grow up to be a little knight like this and protect me..."

"Take a closer look now. Who knows, your baby might grow up to look like this after it is born..."

"Ah? Is it still possible? What's the explanation?"

"you listen to me……"

……

The topics of the surrounding ladies and expectant mothers became increasingly outrageous, and their gazes towards the young demon hunter became increasingly heated.

Gradually.

Even the clergy who had just finished lunch at the temple joined in on the fun for some unknown reason.

The corner of Ailin's mouth twitched slightly.

If Ianna hadn't been next to him, these bored women might have really run over and stared at him.

“Okay, okay, stop gathering here.” Ianna noticed Ailin’s predicament and said with some amusement, “You’re almost scaring my guests away.”

"Hahahaha~"

Noticing Ailin's blushing face, there was a burst of good-natured laughter from the surroundings.

After that, the pregnant ladies around became even bolder. Some even came over to stare at Ailin's face...

Someone asked Ianna if she looked at good-looking children more often, would her baby also be good-looking...

There were even some bold people who asked Ailin directly if he would accept the commission, and were willing to pay to keep an eye on him...

It's a bit outrageous...

But to be honest, the price of this commission was driven up within a few seconds, so much so that even the wealthy Ailin was tempted.

If it weren't for Nenneke and Lisa at the restaurant door who noticed something was wrong and ran over to chase away the group of women who were watching the fun and making trouble.

Maybe Ailin might really agree.

There's nothing I can do, they gave too much!
“High Priest, he is a guest after all, why don’t you just take care of him?” After Nenneke drove the man away, he complained to Ianna angrily.

"Hahaha, I take care of it..." Ianna laughed.

Nenneke rolled her eyes. Knowing the high priest well, she knew what was going on without asking.

She smiled apologetically at Ailin:

"I'm sorry, the high priest likes to joke around, but he's a nice guy and means no harm."

At this time.

Ailin, who was confused by the various scents of women just now, realized what the high priest said...

It seems to be stopping, but in fact it is adding fuel to the fire.

There is some evil humor in it.

But after all, he had just saved Ailin's life, so what could he say?

He could only smile bitterly and shake his head, indicating to Nenneke that it was nothing.

"This has nothing to do with me. It's just that Ailin is too popular!" Ianna defended.

Good words.

But for some reason, Ailin always felt that the high priest's eyes were meaningful.

But what he didn't realize was.

From the moment on, the smile on Vera's lips has never disappeared.

……

After meeting up with Vesemir and his group, the sorceress and Ianna both took a closer look at the little monster.

This made the somewhat sensitive Yennefer shrank timidly behind Vesemir.

After a brief introduction, Ianna took them into the temple's restaurant.

Dinner was a steaming bowl of chicken and mushroom stew and soft buttered croissants.

Although it is slightly inferior to what Mary made at Baiguoyuan Hotel, it tastes pretty good.

Several people sat at a long table in the corner.

At first the atmosphere was a little awkward because there were strangers at the table, but it gradually became warmer.

The priests of the goddess Meliteli seem to have a unique affinity that makes it easy for people with no ill intentions to let down their guard.

Perhaps because of Lysa's presence, Nenneke deliberately changed the topic to Ben Ader's apprentice fighting competition.

Vesemir and Arryn also tacitly described the scene when the celestial spheres intersected.

Hakeso's death was indeed tragic. Although his body is still there, it is unrecognizable.

There's no need to exaggerate, just telling the truth will make you feel better.

Although the goddess's priests are neutral, no one would have a good impression of a cruel and tyrannical tyrant.

What’s more, the eyewitnesses are still there.

Lisa, who had become very diplomatic because of Hackso's death, was able to warm up the atmosphere gently at first, but as she listened, she lowered her head.

Perhaps she thought of something, and tears dripped onto the table.

The other people at the table tacitly ignored her and let her vent her grief.

Even young Royce, who looked confused and wanted to speak, was quietly covered by his sister.

"Has your journey been smooth since leaving Ban Ade?"

Vera gave Lisa a pitying look and changed the subject.

"Teacher, the three of us joined forces and killed a big griffin..."

Mary cooperated and told the story of the monster hunt, especially the legend of Arryn's bravery in flying into the sky with the great griffin.

Lifelike.

This caused Nenneke and Ianna to exclaim in amazement, and also made Vera look worried.

Mary, who had been paying attention to her mentor, noticed this look and shuddered subconsciously, then quickly changed the topic to the war atmosphere in Wengerburg.

"Really? There's going to be another war..." Ianna sighed.

Nenneke also looked unhappy.

Seeing this, Ailin suddenly thought of the Wild Hunt.

then.

"Speaking of war, we encountered the Wild Hunt at Flotsam," Arryn said, glancing at Vesemir. "Sister Eanna, are there any files about the Wild Hunt in the temple?"

"Wild Hunt?" Ianna looked at the young demon hunter in confusion, "Isn't that a legend of the elves?"

It seems that there is no more...

Ailin sighed inwardly.

He did not expect the Meliteli Cult to launch a holy war against Ain El.

After all, humans now dominate the world, and the Wild Hunt that poses no threat is just some kind of monster.

But the Meliteli religion has a long history after all, and perhaps there are some records and methods to fight against the Wild Hunt.

Unfortunately, even the high priest of Meliteli seemed to be unaware of this.

But that's right.

Although Ianna is the high priestess, she is probably not even half as old as Vesemir.

Even Vesemir didn't know about this, so how could Ianna know?

But a little disappointed though.

He still told the story of the Wild Hunt's appearance at Flotsam.
of course.

Because I am not familiar with the priests of Meliteli, I will not talk about Ain El for the time being.

With the additions from Vesemir and Mary, he finished telling the story of the floating harbor.

Ianna looked at Vera in surprise and said:
"The Wild Hunt actually exists in this world. I always thought it was just a bedtime story..."

Vera received the gaze and shook her head, indicating that she knew nothing about the Wild Hunt.

"But just because I don't know doesn't mean there's no record in the temple..."

As Arlin's expectant gaze rekindled, Ianna lowered her head and pondered for a few seconds before looking at Nenneke and Lysa.

“Nenneke, take Lysa to the old library these days to check if there are any files related to the Wild Hunt…”

Arlin felt a little embarrassed when he heard that he would have to trouble Nenneke and Lysa.

"This... this is too much trouble for the two priests..."

"Why don't I go? I've just finished cleaning the sanctuary today, and I don't have any plans for the rest of the days..."

"Who told you there are no plans for the future?" Ianna smiled gently and interrupted Ailin.

"Ah?" The witcher was confused.

"You will have a fulfilling time in the next few days..." Ianna smiled meaningfully, her eyes narrowed into a line.

I haven't figured out Ianna's smile yet.

Nenneke suddenly spoke up:

"It's not a big deal. The Wild Hunt caused the lady to lose many children, and some of her other children lost their beloved relatives..."

"It is our duty to help women..."

Lysa said nothing, but nodded solemnly to Arryn.

"Just do your job well, we will help you organize the files." Vesemir stood up to clear the dishes, as if he was going to organize the files overnight.

"Not urgent."

Ianna smiled and stopped Vesemir and Mary who were following with great interest, then looked at the little monster covered by the black cloth:

"Before checking the files, we have one more thing to do..."

(End of this chapter)