Chapter 297 Surprise
Breakfast: fresh hot milk, boiled eggs and soft croissants with raspberry jam.

Simple, yet incredibly satisfying.

Well, actually this kind of breakfast is not that simple.

At least in this world with scarce resources, most people only eat two meals a day.

Arryn, Vesemir, Vera, Mary, Yennefer, Ianna and Lysa, a group of eight people, sat around a long table and ate contentedly.

What made them even more satisfied was the news that Ailin had successfully removed the curse.

"Next, don't you plan to visit the capital of Temeria? Vizima is only a day's journey from Elland."

Ianna put down the plate and took out a silk cloth to wipe her mouth.

Vesemir glanced at Vera and saw that she had no intention of talking, so he took the initiative to say, “No, we still have a lot of things waiting for us in Kaer Morhen.”

Then after a pause, he expressed his sincere gratitude:
"I have to thank the high priest and the Temple of Meliteli for their help over these days."

"The Wolf School will remember this favor."

Although so many things happened in between, whether it was Arryn's evil curse or the collection of the Wild Hunt's files, the Temple of Meliteli opened the door to convenience.

Even if it involves Ms. Vera, it is still very rare.

In this era that is becoming increasingly unfriendly to demon hunters, a little bit of kindness is like a candle that illuminates the darkness, preventing demon hunters who are committed to the path of glory from getting lost in indifference, discrimination and betrayal.

What's more, the Temple of Meliteli is helping us wholeheartedly.

“Excuse me…” Ianna waved her hand with a smile and looked at Arryn. “If it weren’t for Sir Arryn, Elland would have suffered even greater damage this time, and the temple would have suffered heavy losses.”

"We should be the ones to thank the Wolf School."

"High Priest Ianna, you can just call me Ailin." Ailin corrected helplessly.

Ianna still likes to play teasing on people. She deliberately paused and emphasized on the word "jazz", as if she was teasing a child.

"Okay, okay~" Ianna smiled cheerfully, "Then you have to call me Ianna too, so that we're even."

Isn't this tone still teasing a child...

Ailin shook his head and didn't reply.

Ianna didn't care about this. She looked at Vesemir again:
"Please consider Mason's suggestion. With the support of the Temple of Meliteli and the Temeria royal family, the Wolf School can avoid a lot of trouble after moving here."

The Demon Hunter Master was silent for two seconds, then said solemnly:
"I will express the goodwill of the Temple of Meliteli and Duke Mason to Grand Master Soi, but..."

"The migration of a school is a big deal after all, and I'm afraid it can't be decided in a short time."

"I know..." Ianna nodded slightly, "But let's decide as soon as possible. From what I know, Kaedwen has been in a state of chaos recently, and there seem to be some bad signs for the demon hunters."

Vesemir sat up straight upon hearing this and asked seriously, "Can you tell me more about this?"

After arriving in Ellander, he stayed in the temple looking for news about the Wild Hunt, and was cut off from information.

I have no idea what happened in the northern continent.

Ianna lowered her head and pondered, organizing her words and said:
"He mentioned this to me when I was chatting with Mason some time ago."

"After the tragic death of the previous king of Kaedwen, there have been two theories about the cause of his death..."

"One is that Ban Ade conspired to assassinate their king, but because of the unclear motives and the influence of the wizards in Kaedwen, even though the new king seemed dissatisfied with this, it was suppressed by the Kaedwen Noble Council."

"After the news of the Aedirn raid on Ben Green came out a while ago, this speculation almost completely disappeared."

"Another theory is that the demon hunter from the Cat School accepted the commission and assassinated Hackso."

"What does this have to do with the Wolf School?" Vesemir looked at Ianna in confusion.

Ianna looked at Vesemir sympathetically and shook her head:

"It was originally fine, but the rumors that slandered the demon hunters... um... seemed to have been adapted and spread on a large scale in Kaedwen."

"The Kaedwen people's hatred for the School of Cats is gradually spreading to the entire demon hunter community."

Hear this.

Vesemir and Arryn looked at each other and frowned.

"This is not a good sign, so you must talk to Grand Master Soi and make a decision as soon as possible." Ianna reminded seriously.

"Living next door to the Temple of Meritelle can't be a bad thing, can it?"

"And Duke Mason needs you now. The sooner you arrive, the greater the support you will get."

"If we hesitate for too long, not only will the preferential treatment be weakened, but many unexpected things are likely to happen."

"We're not young anymore."

Vesemir's face was solemn.

He could hear the hidden meaning in Ianna's words.

Duke Mason was the leader of the Wolf School's relocation, but judging from Ianna's tone, Duke Mason's heir and Duke Mason seemed to have different opinions on the Wolf School's relocation.

There was silence for a long time.

Vesemir stood up and thanked solemnly:
"I will make it clear with Grand Master Soi. Thank you, High Priest Ianna."

Whether the Wolf School moved to Elland and lived next to the Temple of Meliteli actually had little to do with Eanna or even the Temple of Meliteli.

It may even do more harm than good.

The benefit is naturally that the temple and Elland can get the protection of the witcher, but if there is danger, it is not the turn of the Temple of Meliteli to fight, they are protected by the city of Elland.

But the disadvantages are obvious.

Ianna is so eager to have the Wolf School relocate here. Once this is accomplished, she will inevitably offend the Wolf School's enemies.

It might even offend the next Duke of Elland.

The favor that the Wolf School owes is very heavy.

"I'm not doing this for your Wolf School," Ianna waved her hand and looked at Ailin. "I like Ailin very much. If you can move here, I can come visit him often."

"But Kaer Morhen is too far..."

Vesemir was startled when he heard this, and looked at Ianna. He found that she was serious, and subconsciously looked at Aylin.

Why is Ailin so popular everywhere?
In Kaer Morhen, he was taken in as an apprentice by the legendary Veera...

When he came to Elland, he was actually loved by the high priest of the Temple of Meliteli?

Could it be that Ailin has the blood of a Night Demon? He specifically attracts old... uh... mature women who are powerful and have a lot of money?
"what happened?"

Being stared at by Vesemir, Arlin touched the corner of his mouth uncomfortably, thinking that the milk stain was not wiped clean.

“Nothing.” Vesemir looked away.

Ailin wiped his mouth again in surprise, then looked at Ianna:
"Aunt Ianna, whether or not the Wolf School moves to Elland in the future, I will come to see you every year when I go down the mountain."

When Ianna heard this, her eyes narrowed with laughter.

Every texture on his face has been carved with a kind look by the years.

But the next second.

She suddenly frowned and said seriously:
"What did you call me?"

Ailin was startled when he saw this. Although he didn't understand why the high priest was so entangled with this title, he still corrected him helplessly:
"I understand, Ianna."

"Very good, good boy."

At the long table, everyone chatted for a while longer before clearing their plates, putting them away, and leaving the temple's large dining room.

Once Arryn, Vera, Vesemir, and Mary had led the horses from the stables, it was time to leave.

"Snapped!"

An orange portal appeared in the empty grass.

Just as Arlin and his group were about to enter the portal, Lysa, who had come to see them off, was stunned for a moment, then suddenly ran out and blocked the group.

"Wait!" she yelled.

Everyone paused and looked at her in confusion.

"What's wrong?" Ailin asked.

Being watched by everyone, especially by Vera's "cold" gaze, Lisa nervously grabbed the hem of her skirt:
"Yesterday afternoon, when I was changing the bandages for a wounded Knight of the Royal Guard, I heard him and his colleagues who came to visit him say that he wanted to give you... you guys a surprise today..."

"So can we wait until we leave Elland before teleporting away?" Surprise?

Aylin was stunned for a moment.

He could tell that this was what Lisa was saying to him.

So, Ailin tilted his head and glanced at Vera.

"Crack~"

Another snap of fingers.

"Then let's wait until we leave Elland before teleporting." Vera said.

"Thank you, Ms. Vera!" Lisa thanked her repeatedly.

After leaving the temple, everyone mounted their horses.

Yennefer was naturally pulled onto the saddle by Mary. Lysa's eyes wandered between Vera and Arlin for a few times. After hesitating for a second, she walked to the side of the mare Carrot.

"Alin, can you take me with you?"

The words fell.

Immediately, everyone's eyes, even Ianna who was standing at the door, inadvertently focused on Ailin.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the witcher glanced at Mary cautiously, but still couldn't bear to reject the little priest in such an occasion.

"Of course!"

Ailin grabbed her soft little hand with his right hand and exerted a little force, and the little priestess sat lightly in front of the witcher.

It was completely different from the smell of blood in the carriage yesterday.

A very faint, almost imperceptible scent of daisies drifted quietly to the witcher's face, causing him to move back a little unnaturally.

"Thank you~" the little priest said softly after he sat down.

The bright sunlight shines through the narrow gaps in the dense branches and leaves, and the light spots make the white neck look pink.

The earlobes also turned red.

Obviously.

He wasn't the only one who felt a little unnatural on the horse.

The huge stone statue of Meliteli watched this somewhat charming scene silently but lovingly.

The atmosphere at the temple entrance was a little strange.

“Ahem~” Vesemir cautiously glanced at Mary, whose face was lowered and could not be seen clearly, and coughed twice, saying, “Let’s go, let’s get out of Elland as soon as possible so that we can return to Kaer Morhen as soon as possible.”

“There are still many things waiting for us to do.”

"Aren't you going, Ianna?" Vera turned her head to look at the high priest who was waving goodbye.

"No..." The high priest shook his head, "I'm old and can't stand the bumps of the horse, and..."

She looked at Ailin kindly as he turned back. "Didn't Ailin say that he would come to see me often? Isn't that right, Ailin?"

Ailin nodded vigorously: "I will come to see you often."

"What a good boy!"

Vera, whose age was impossible to tell from her appearance, listened to the conversation between the two and stared blankly at the aging face she had raised for a long time.

It seemed as if she wanted to find the little figure who sometimes acted naughty, sometimes cried, and sometimes was warm and sensible and followed behind her...

But I can't find it.

With the average human lifespan, this wrinkled old man in front of me is really about to die.

And because of some minor conflicts, I haven't visited her for nearly ten years.

Will she still have another ten years?

Thinking of this, the sorceress suddenly felt empty in her heart and was extremely panicked.

"I will come to see you often." Vera took a deep breath and said softly.

Ianna was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the sorceress's face which had not changed in hundreds of years, and then she laughed heartily.

"I'll wait for you here."

"Anytime."

……

"Da da da~"

The horse's hooves trampled on the stone road.

He wrapped his hands around the soft body and pulled the reins.

The closer he got to the Elland City Gate, the more Ailin felt his heart pounding.

He finally understood why ancient costume TV dramas in his previous life always used riding a horse together to imply the emotions between men and women.

It seemed that he was hugging the little priest with his limbs stiffly.

But in fact.

The faint scent of daisies lingered around him, and as the horse swayed gently, it felt as if he was being tightly embraced by the woman's body fragrance that made his heart flutter.

"I have to say something..." Ailin thought.

"Leisa..."

As soon as the demon hunter said this, he felt the girl in his arms tremble, and her soft hair swayed against his nose.

The scent of daisies is stronger.

Ailin quickly made small talk: "Do you know what surprise the Knights Guards have prepared?"

"No... I don't know..." The voice of the girl in his arms trembled softly, "They didn't tell us yesterday, but we should be able to see it soon, right?"

Obviously.

This is crap.

But the questions Ailin asked were nonsense, so he could only reply with an "oh" to end the conversation.

It seemed as though the awkward silence was returning to the horse.

But the next second.

The girl seemed to suddenly remember something, took out a piece of letter paper from her chest and handed it to Ailin:
"These are other nobles that my aunt has found out may be hostile to the Wolf School."

To the keen senses of the demon hunter, the scent of the letter paper was rich.

The witcher paused for a moment before he took the carefully folded chiffon paper.

After unfolding it, there was indeed a name on it, and compared to the last time, there were a few lines of beautiful small characters attached to the back.

Look closely at the past.

These are all possible conflicts between these nobles and the witchers, and even describe their spheres of influence.

"Thank you." Ailin said softly.

"I'm glad I could help you." Lisa's voice was very low, and she only said two words, and the back of her fair neck became even pinker.

"Thank you for your help." Ailin smiled and was about to say a few more thanks.

At this time.

Vera and Vesemir in front of them suddenly pulled the reins and stopped their horses.

"what happened?"

Ailin asked, looking up curiously.

Wait for Vera and Vesemir to move aside:

"Perhaps you are the only one who can walk this road."

(End of this chapter)