Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

"Sorry, we don't have any room here."

With a polite but cold rejection, Aylin and others watched Vesemir leave the inn.

"Ai Lin, the boss is obviously lying to us. How can there be no room? There is obviously not even a horse in the stable next to it..."

Hughes looked at the small hotel angrily.

This is the third hotel that has rejected them.

Every family had the same excuse for rejection, and this one even had a better attitude.

In the front store, Vesemir received the next passenger as soon as he left.

Emotions change so quickly that even the warm greetings are not concealed.

"Okay, Hughes, Master Vesemir is here!"

Aylin held the reins, poked Hughes with his elbow, whose face was turning pale with anger, and pointed with his eyes at Bunt and Fred, who also had angry faces.

When the provocative businessman at the city gate left, he already had some premonitions.

The wizards' rumors that smeared the witchers would at most make these hotels increase their charges.

The rumors heard outside the city gate that the demon hunters went crazy and massacred the guards of the royal capital in Ad Kalai must be the reason why these hotel owners would rather close the door and thank guests than receive a few people.

"The Cat School is indeed a cancer among demon hunters!"

Aelin thought.

"Sorry, this store is also full. Let's go to the Lower City to check it out."

Vesemir scratched his head and walked over.

"Master Vesemir, we are here to participate in the competition, why don't we go directly to Ban Ade Academy?"

Fred asked doubtfully.

Vesemir shook his head and turned to look at Hughes:

"Do you still remember what I said when I taught you how to deal with water ghost materials?"

Hughes was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it for a moment, he said:

"Stay...away from Ben Ard. Witchers are not welcome there?"

Vesemir sighed and said:

"Yes, but at that time I was only talking about Ben Ade Academy."

"Now it seems that even this city doesn't welcome our arrival!"

After a pause, Vesemir looked back at the hotel helplessly and sighed:

"If you have an invitation from the king, go find the wizard. Of course they will arrange a place to stay."

"But trust me, it's not a good place for a witcher."

"In Ban Ade Academy, even the weak sorcerer apprentices will not hide their desire to dissect you, and many crazy wizards will even take action."

Fred took a deep breath and didn't dare to speak.

"Master Vesemir, there are still more than ten days before the Apprentice Fighting Competition, why not find a village with a hotel nearby!"

"Anyway, we have horses. If we ride over in the morning, we'll be there soon."

Ailin said helplessly.

He really didn't want to go to downtown.

Unlike other cities, Ben Ad is a college castle, and its core is the wizarding college.

So the upper towns of other cities may be the aristocracy, and clubs or shops that serve the aristocracy.

The upper town of Banad is filled with various shops serving wizard apprentices, and high-end hotels are also here.

Generally speaking, it is the commercial center of the city and is also the lower city area where handicraft workers and merchants live.

It's more like a slum.

The lower city area was very chaotic. When they passed the city gate, many eyes were already fixed on their mare.

The image of the witcher in the hearts of the residents here is not very good. If he really lives in the lower city...

They look for hotels to rest, not to cause trouble.

What's even more unbearable is that.

Ban Ade really stinks, the smell of all kinds of feces, urine and garbage permeates the air.

There are also some unknown solid-liquid mixtures on the ground from time to time.

This is truly a cruel torture for a demon hunter with keen senses.

This is still uptown.

When he first entered the city gate and followed Vesemir to the lower city, Aylin almost choked.

Upon hearing Aylin's suggestion, several young demon hunters' eyes lit up and they responded:

"Yes! Master Vesemir, Aylin is right, let's leave immediately!"

It can be seen that both physically and psychologically, they have had enough of this city.

after all.

It's natural that Aylin can't stand the environment here because of his past life experiences.

But Hughes, Bont, and Fred were also sent to Kaer Morhen when they were young, and they didn't have the experience of stepping on dog poop casually!

Although there are some weeds on both sides of the streets in Kaer Morhen, they are still very neat.

As soon as I arrived at Ben Ad today, the beautiful filter I had for wizards and witches in the past was suddenly shattered.

I just want to leave as soon as possible.

After hearing this, Vesemir agreed without thinking for a few seconds, as if he was waiting for someone to make this suggestion.

After making a decision, he pulled the reins and dodged the solid unknown objects step by step as if unintentionally, and walked cautiously towards the city gate.

Obviously, even the well-informed master witcher only has a high tolerance for it, and does not like to endure the stench.

After leaving Ban Ade.

The air mixed with the fragrance of vegetation immediately soothed the sense of smell that was tortured by the stench.

Several demon hunters were riding on their horses, and they couldn't help but breathe heavily.

Even Vesemir was like this, but the accelerated rhythm of his breathing was a little more subtle.

…

noon.

The fruit orchard near Ban Ade.

"Da~da~da~"

With the sound of brisk horse hooves, Vesemir led the way and soon arrived at the center of the town.

The tavern and the inn were right next to it, but the witcher master had no intention of stopping and went straight through.

Seeing this, Arlin quickly squeezed his legs together, let Carrot catch up with Vesemir, and shouted: "Master Vesemir, we're at the inn!"

"I know!"

"After entering the town, I remembered that I happened to know the owner of this town."

"Viscount Hudson entrusted me with several tasks a few years ago, and we got along very well at that time."

"So..."

Vesemir pressed down his black wide-brimmed hat, turned his head and smiled proudly:

"Wolf cubs, you are in for a treat, the beef and tomato stew made by the Viscount's cook is very delicious, and now the time is just right, we can catch up with the nobles' dinner."

Several young witchers looked at each other, all a little excited.

"But are we just going there directly? Don't we need to prepare something in advance?" Arlin was a little confused.

Aren't the nobles said to have many rules and benefits?

"Hahaha, Viscount Hudson is a very hospitable and generous person who doesn't care about those red tapes."

"Don't say more, let's speed up." Vesemir smiled and squeezed his legs, looking a little impatient.

It seems that Vesemir and Viscount Hudson have a good relationship. Ayling thought.

About five minutes later.

Several demon hunters arrived at the destination.

"Master Vesemir, are you sure it's here?" Bonte asked weakly.

There were no guards, the gate was crooked, and there were rubble and knee-high weeds everywhere.

This castle seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.