Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

"Damn it! The demon hunters of the Cat School are really a bunch of bastards."

After returning from the demon hunter's memory, Ailin suddenly gasped with a hideous look on his face.

Like the previous memory, this memory is still closely related to the two-handed sword of the Cat School.

But unlike practicing swordsmanship on a thin rope year after year from winter to spring, this is a memory about killing.

Men, women, and even old people and children.

Many people died in this memory.

As a demon hunter, the beast of the Cat School named Fredica only killed four water ghosts and three ghouls in his life.

But countless humans died under his sword.

Most of them were like the unfortunate Bonte, whose muscle fascia of wrists and ankles were cut open.

Then for five minutes-at this time that Fredica liked most, they were bled like a domestic animal.

In powerlessness, fear, panic, and anger, under Fredica's playful and enjoyable eyes, he watched the loss of warm blood, the loss of body temperature, and the passing of life, slowly approaching death.

As a normal person, it is already uncomfortable to just watch such a scene.

What is even more uncomfortable is the unimaginable realism of "The Demon Hunter's Memory".

It's as if...

It's as if Aylin killed them with his own hands.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Thinking of the little girl who was only four or five years old crying before leaving the memory, he was killed by him...

Aylin's forehead was bulging with veins, and he couldn't help cursing.

"Aylin, what's wrong, do you need help?"

The next door seemed to hear his low roar.

"It's okay, I'll be here in a while, you can go to Master Vesemir first after you finish cleaning up."

"Okay." said Aylin.

After quickly covering up his own gaffe, Aylin took a deep breath and exhaled the turbid air in his chest, as if he wanted to spit out all the lumps in his chest.

When he just used the first "Monster Hunter's Memory", Ailin felt good and even felt a little lucky.

After all.

According to the rewards of the past crusades, such physical creatures generally have heart essence.

What if he gets "Monster Hunter's Heart Essence" instead of memory? Should he drink it or not?

And now.

Not only does he not have to "eat" people, but he can also experience different lives in all aspects, unlock new skills, and improve his strength...

This is simply a perfect reward.

At that time, he didn't expect that there was a big pit buried in this memory.

"Alas~" Ailin sighed, "It seems that when using these vicious "memories" in the future, I need to screen them in advance."

In order to divert the inhumane memory residues in his mind, Ailin opened the inventory with his mind.

[Inventory: Demon Spirit's Purification Spirit*8, Demon Spirit's Treasure Box*12, Demon Hunter's Treasure Box*4...]

"Eight purification spirits, twenty treasure boxes, today's harvest is quite rich!"

The joy of harvest successfully diverted Ailin's attention.

He first used all the purification spirits in batches.

"Huh!"

The cool chill permeated his brain, and his eyes and ears were instantly cleared.

Under the dim light, dust was dancing in the air.

Across the floor, he could faintly hear Vesemir bargaining with Bob and Mary downstairs about the losses of the inn tonight.

Vesemir insisted on compensation, but the inn owner and proprietress refused to accept it.

Even though the witcher master kept explaining that these attackers were targeting them, the wolf school witchers, not because of the commission to clean up Viscount Hudson's castle.

Not only that.

There were also the chirping of spring insects outside the window, the wind blowing the grass, and even the low and noisy conversations of the villagers in the surrounding houses...

The complex sound information came, and as Aylin moved his mind, all returned to calm.

This was just a side effect of the sudden increase in attributes.

[Attributes: Strength 32, Agility 31, Constitution 31, Perception 25 (+4), Mystic 41]

The weak perception was improved again.

"If it weren't for the ghost oil, Vesemir would have had a great time killing today, and his increased perception would have at least doubled."

Thinking about the thirty-four ghosts today, he only killed less than half...

Alin shook his head.

Can't think about it!

Can't think about it!

It hurts to think about it.

Shaking off the distracting thoughts in his mind, he took out Meliteli's amulet from his chest and prayed devoutly.

[Ding! Ghost treasure chest*12 opened]

Six white lights, four blue lights, and two purple lights.

But strangely, this time the purple quality treasure chest did not have an animation.

After a while.

All the lights disappeared, and a translucent list of items appeared in front of Ailin

[Ding! Obtained: Experience beads*6, evil spirit essence*2, emerald dust*4]

Okay.

It turns out that the purple quality is evil spirit essence.

This material can be obtained by directly hunting demons in the game. As for its use...

Alin thought about it carefully and it seemed that there was a decoction that could be used. As it was too long ago, he could not remember the other uses clearly.

After all.

It has been almost half a year since I came here.

"Forget it, I will store it in the inventory first. Even if I think of other uses now, it is useless without the recipe."

Alin sighed and moved his mind again.

[Ding! Demon Hunter's Treasure Box*4 Open]

Blue, blue...

After two blue lights flashed, a dazzling golden light followed.

Shipping!

What will it be?

Potions, sword oil, props or weapons?

Aelin clenched his fists.

After the golden light disappeared, the scene in front of him suddenly changed from a warm hotel room to a snowfield covered with thick ice and snow.

"Eh!"

At the same time as the scene changed, the young demon hunter trembled violently, feeling the cold that far exceeded that of the Ancient Sea Fortress in winter.

When he swayed his body slightly, his joints creaked, as if his whole body was frozen.

What's going on?

Are the golden-quality treasure chest special effects no longer satisfied with visual and auditory effects?

Aylin was not frightened by this strangeness, but the anticipation in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Then.

Suddenly, a strong wind from unknown directions blew up in the vast white snowfield, and patches of snow were blown away, obscuring Ai Lin's sight.

When he looked over again, there was only a piece of parchment left on the snow in the center of his vision.

【bite! Obtained: Experience beads*2, "North Wind" bomb recipe, small experience beads*1]

It is indeed the north wind!

So the freezing effect I felt just now is the real feeling of being hit by the North Wind Bomb?

Aylin thought about it and opened the inventory with his mind.

[Name: North Wind]

[Type: bomb formula]

[Refining requirements: Alchemy LV2]

[Recipe: Saltpeter*1, Jueshui*1, Pearl Powder*1, Allspice*2]

[Function: Freeze enemies, attacking frozen enemies will cause additional damage]

[Note: North wind! North wind! Freeze everything! 】

North Wind Bomb.

The eternal god in the past life game.

Although this is a monster in the official monster manual, it will only cause vulnerability to a few monsters such as evil spirits and swamp witches.

However, due to its excellent freezing and freezing damage-increasing properties, it has become the fatal weakness of most monsters due to the ingenuity of players.

Especially in the early version of the game, some players even developed the Fist of the North Wind...

A North Wind, a dirty trick that kills monsters instantly with just a few old punches.

"I wonder if this bug combination will be corrected by Jackass?"

In a daze, Aylin thought of his past life again.

pity.

This time he didn't stay stunned for long.

After his perception improved, the strong smell of rust on the tip of his nose kept reminding the stranger what kind of dangerous world he was in.

Soon, what kind of crisis awaits him in the future.

"Alas~"

Aylin glanced down following the smell of rust.

Brett, whose body and head were separated, with a pair of cloudy cat eyes, was glaring at him angrily.

After staring like this for a while, the young demon hunter thought of something and sighed quietly.

…

The next day.

Herbal medicine shop in Baiguoyuan.

"Sorry, we have a lot of saltpeter here, but pearl powder and allspice..."

The middle-aged owner of the herbal medicine shop paused and said helplessly:

"Although pearl powder can improve eyesight and remove dizziness, Ban Ade is far away from the sea, and the beauty needs of ladies in the city are great, so the price is not affordable for country people like us."

"The same goes for allspice. The fruit of this medicinal material is a very valuable spice, so..."

The middle-aged man laughed awkwardly, glanced at the two demon hunters opposite, and said no more.

Aylin sighed upon hearing this.

In this world, or even in medieval Europe, spices can serve as general equivalents in world trade just like gold and silver.

Likewise,

Most of the spices in the Witcher world, like those in medieval Europe in its previous life, come from exotic countries far away from the northern continent.

Therefore, one conclusion can obviously be drawn.

Spices in general are expensive! Very expensive!

What's more, the owner of the medicine shop also added the adjective "very expensive".

The price of allspice may be several times, possibly hundreds of times, higher than that of ordinary spices.

"As for Jueshui..."

The medicine shop owner hesitated for a while.

"Do you have jueshui here?" Aylin asked quickly.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "To be honest, if you had come a week ago, I might have never heard of this name."

"But last week I went to Ban A'de to purchase some goods, and I once heard two wizards mention on the way that this thing might be a mysterious magical material."

"So if you are in need, you can go to Ban Ade. At least pearl powder and allspice can be found in Wade's medicinal shop in the uptown area."

The owner of the medicine shop spoke very sincerely.

Not only did he not show his distaste for the witchers like the other civilians in Ben Ad, he instead showed them where to buy them like the uncle next door.

Part of the reason for being so friendly comes from the five copper coins on the engraving table, and the other part...

The young demon hunter looked at the middle-aged man's slightly trembling pupils.

"It's probably because of last night's battle and the fact that the mayor and guards of Baiguoyuan dragged out the decapitated corpses from the hotel this morning!"

Aelin thought.

After all, when they came yesterday to buy ghost oil materials and rent crucibles, the boss's attitude was not so friendly.

wrong.

It was probably more because the mayor not only did not make things difficult for them, but instead hurriedly closed the case.

The three king's guards might have said something to the mayor...

Bring back your wandering thoughts.

Since the herbal medicine shop here didn't have the materials he needed, after looking at Vesemir, Ailin walked out with a bag of saltpeter that he had paid for.

The owner of the herbal medicine shop looked at the two fully armed demon hunters with double swords turning away, instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out for the five copper coins.

"Right!"

The strange young demon hunter suddenly turned around, and the middle-aged man was so scared that he threw away the five copper coins instantly.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding~"

A crisp sound came from the ground.

"Do you have anything else?"

The owner of the herbal medicine shop ignored the thrown away copper coins and asked kindly as if nothing had happened.

The young demon hunter paused and asked:

"Do you know how much 50 grams of pearl powder and 100 grams of allspice fruit sell for in Ban Ade?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, frowned and thought for a while, and said:

"50 grams of pearl powder is 10 orens, and as for 100 grams of passion fruit... it should cost at least 100 orens."

After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man bent over and carefully suggested:

"One or two grams of passion fruit is enough for normal cooking or medicine, and you don't need that much."

Alin nodded expressionlessly, and left the herbal medicine shop without saying anything else.

The middle-aged man waited for a long time, and when he saw the backs of the two demon hunters walking away, he muttered something and squatted down to grope for the five copper coins.

110 orens!

It's unbelievable that a North Wind bomb costs 110 orens!

On the way back to the hotel, Alin couldn't suppress the strong dissatisfaction and disbelief in his heart.

No!

More than 110 orens!

Let’s not talk about the saltpeter which costs 20 or 30 copper coins. He hasn’t even included the price of the noble water.

But since it is an alchemical product, the price is probably not that cheap.

It’s outrageous!

An ordinary demon hunter of the Wolf School works hard for a year and only earns about 500 orens.

Now this money is probably not enough to make three North Wind bombs.

Thinking of this, Ailin subconsciously touched the purse hidden in his chest. The feeling of poverty was heartbreaking.

There… there are only scattered copper coins worth less than four orens.

“It’s okay, Ailin.”

“If you can’t buy it in Baiguoyuan, we can go to Ban Ade in the afternoon. Didn’t the owner of the herbal medicine store say that there must be some there.”

Seeing Ailin’s depressed face, Vesemir thought he was in a hurry to get the materials together, so he comforted him.

Hearing this, Aylin sighed helplessly, shook his head, and said:

"No, Master Vesemir."

"I won't go to Ban Ade this afternoon."

Vesemir stopped in surprise and asked:

"Why?"

"You don't make alchemical props anymore?"

He knew his apprentice.

Aylin is usually the kind of "crazy" alchemist who can't wait to think of a new formula and find ways to refine it.

Why did he suddenly change his nature today?

Aylin received the curious gaze of the witcher master, patted the position of the purse on his chest, sighed again, and said:

"Materials... The materials needed are too expensive, I'm too poor to afford them..."

Too poor?

He subconsciously looked behind Aylin...

Silver Sword Elsa, worth 17,325 orens.

He then cast his eyes on the reagent bag of the young witcher...

Two bottles of Verdant Sigh, worth even more than 35,000 orens.

The weight of so many Orens combined is probably much heavier than that of Aylin.

Vesemir was silent, turned his head and ignored the strange look from Aylin, and continued to walk towards the inn without saying a word.

He knew what Aylin meant.

As a master demon hunter, he would definitely not be jealous, would not be envious, and would not desire to be as rich as his apprentice...

Definitely not...

Thinking that he still owed Aylin a silver sword like Elsa, Vesemir just felt that this road was too narrow and too difficult to walk...

He was a little tired...

...

The herbalist shop was only forty meters away from Bob Mary's inn.

Vesemir quickly walked to the door of the inn, and Hughes, Bont and Fred were waiting for them on the first floor of the inn.

Just as he half-stepped into the wooden threshold, he suddenly heard Aylin's voice behind him.

"Master Vesemir, the commission for this afternoon..."

"I'll go alone."