Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

The law of accident.

A common law in the world of witchers is almost as old as human history.

Those who save others can, in accordance with the law of accident, ask for reward from the rescued person, and ask for the first thing the rescued person sees when he returns home...

Or something that the rescued person doesn’t know he already owns—usually a child he acquired when he left home.

Such children are called "accidental children."

Lambert, Ciri and even the protagonist Geralt in the original work are all accidental children.

In addition to having the legal effect of a contract in common law, the law of accident also has the power of magic.

Once a request is made that meets the conditions of the law of accident, the bond of fate between the oath and the object of the contract will be firmly established.

Violating the accident law contract will lead to disaster, serious illness, accidental death, or even the destruction of a country.

but.

The law of accident is generally proposed by people who save others in order to make up for their losses.

It is rare for a rescued person to take the initiative to ask for the use of the law of accident, and to do so with such determination and excitement...

At least before today, Vesemir had never seen it.

After all, the ultimate targets of the accident law are mostly the children of the rescued people.

"How...what...the two demon hunters...the demon hunters..."

"I'm penniless, so... I should be able to use the law of accident..."

"There is nothing I can do to repay you two for saving your life. The law of accident can at least make up for the loss of the demon hunter."

With a flattering smile, the fisherman almost urged Aylin to use the law of accident.

The thick smell of blood mixed with the smell of urine...

Aelin frowned and glanced at Vesemir.

"This is the person you saved, you decide!" Vesemir shook his head.

It is different from previous games and original works.

In this era when witchers are still in decline, it is necessary for witchers to receive rewards for saving people, whether they are ordinary witchers or master witchers or grand masters.

And unless the law of accident is used, the rewards for saving people of different identities from different monsters will still be different.

This is actually easy to understand.

A master witcher has a reliable and abundant source of income and does not need to pay for rescuing people.

But not ordinary witchers.

If a wealthy demon hunter exempts a poor man from the reward for saving his life, there will inevitably be scoundrels with low quality who use this as an excuse to credit the poor demon hunter's reward.

You must know that the strength of ordinary demon hunters is far behind Aylin and Vesemir.

Most demon hunters have just finished their travel trials and can only deal with low-level monsters such as water ghosts and ghouls.

Even if the number of such low-level monsters exceeds three, it may be dangerous.

Weapon leather armor will also wear out, requiring money to be maintained and repaired.

If there is no reward for rescuing people, and there are huge risks, ordinary demon hunters will definitely no longer be willing to save other people who encounter accidents.

Vicious cycle.

Therefore, Aylin must take the reward for saving his life, but the unexpected method made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Stealing other people's children, resulting in the separation of flesh and blood, is somewhat difficult for a modern person like him to accept.

Moreover, he still clearly remembers the torture of the Green Grass Trial, and there is also the precedent of Thomas Moreu turning against him...

"Ai Lin, why don't you just agree?"

At this time, Mary's words interrupted Aylin's confusion.

The young sorceress saw that the fisherman's clothes were in tatters and his body was covered in smelly blood, so she helped him.

In her view, as a native, using the law of accident is a kind act.

"Yes! Yes!" The fisherman quickly added, "Master Demon Hunter, I am penniless, penniless..."

It looked like he was afraid that Ailin would ask for some property from him.

That's it.

Ai Lin could only nod his head and said:

"In that case..."

"The first thing you see when you come home is my reward..."

"Buzz~"

The words have not yet finished.

The grinning wolf emblem on the witcher's chest suddenly buzzed.

This is usually a sign that a monster is nearby.

However, the two master demon hunters were not alert, because they could not feel the magic fluctuations, but they actually noticed the magic fluctuations.

And Aylin also felt that he was connected to something vague.

"This is?"

Aylin was stunned for a moment.

[It is a feeling that is difficult to describe, a flash of inspiration or a whim...]

Sadia's words when she described the guidance of fate suddenly came to mind.

"Is this the law of accidents?"

Mary was surprised to feel the magic fluctuations in the air.

This is an indescribable fluctuation.

Like the waves of the calm sea, although they are steady and not violent, they are unfathomable.

Mary glanced at Aylin, who was also surprised, and placed her gaze on Vesemir's face.

But Vesemir shook his head with a complicated expression:

"I... don't know. I have used the accident law at least twenty times, but this is the first time I have encountered this situation."

"Ai Lin...it seems you have no choice but to refuse..."

Having been with Aylin for three or four months, Vesemir can naturally guess Aylin's thoughts.

"What's the matter, two adults?" The fisherman didn't feel the magic power in the air.

He was only worried that the monster with terrifying blue eyes in front of him would regret it.

"It's nothing." Aylin was silent for a few seconds and shook his head. "Lead the way, take me to your home, and bring me my reward..."

The fisherman smiled broadly, bowed his waist in a philistine manner, said "thank you" twice, and prepared to lead the way.

"etc!"

Vesemir suddenly spoke up.

The fisherman turned back quickly.

"ah!"

Just as his eyes met the ferocious and furious head of the big gryphon tied to the side of "Carrot", he sat down on the ground and was so frightened that he peed again.

The thick stench really tortured the demon hunter's nose.

Aelin looked helplessly at Vesemir.

Vesemir also sighed helplessly, waved his hand and said:

"Go to the river to clean up before hitting the road..."

When the fisherman heard this, he subconsciously looked below him and then at the crystal clear lake water beside him.

The two water ghosts just popped out of this seemingly safe lake.

"No... no need..."

"Don't worry, we will protect you." Vesemir interrupted.

Witchers can tolerate the smell for the sake of their quest, but that doesn't mean they like it.

The fisherman glanced at the two demon hunters again.

After seeing their cold and inhuman eyes, I pondered in my mind which one was scarier, the water ghost or the demon hunter, and then I trembled and started to clean it with the water.

for a long time.

After the fisherman had roughly cleaned up all the dirt on his body, the few of them continued on their way.

…

The fisherman's home is not in Vengerburg, but in a village around the royal city.

Probably because it relies on a small river and there are many fishermen in the village who make a living by fishing, the name of the village is called Fisherman Village.

This place is not far from where Aylin rescued people. It takes about half an hour to walk there.

When he walked to the wooden fence outside the village, the fisherman's nervousness was obviously relieved a lot.

He pointed over the fence to the end of the muddy path in the village and said:

"Lord Demon Hunter, that is my home."

Then he speeded up his pace unconsciously, as if he couldn't wait.

Seeing this, Vesemir and Aylin frowned after looking at each other.

Although the objects sacrificed by the rescued due to the law of accident are not necessarily children, the fisherman who cannot read a few characters must not know this.

After all, there are many stories about unexpected children spread in taverns and in the mouths of bards, but there is no such thing as accidental things in this world.

This fisherman... why is he rushing to send his child away as if he has a grudge against his own flesh and blood...

What outrageous thing did that child do?

Even Mary, who was still pitiful about the fisherman's situation, felt something was wrong and looked at Aylin but hesitated to speak.

Perhaps it's the giant gryphon's ferocious head that's terrifying.

The villagers I met along the way didn't dare to say hello to the fisherman, so they stayed away.

Then with timid eyes, he watched Aylin and his group walking through the muddy and dirty shanty village towards the end of the village.

The fisherman who led the way didn't care about this either.

After so many years, he finally got rid of the monster that made him unable to hold his head high in the village.

The fisherman just felt comfortable all over.

Even if there is no one to wash the clothes, no one to cook lunch and dinner, and the money for drinking may be less, he doesn't care.

There is one less mouth in the family, and maybe we can buy new clothes for our little son who just turned two years old.

"Tap~tap~tap~"

Amidst the rapid footsteps, the familiar but far from warm home is approaching.

Out of some caution.

When the fisherman reached the last corner in front of his house, he paused.

He looked up at the sky.

"At this time, the monster must be washing clothes outside."

The fisherman nodded with satisfaction.

After lifting up the slightly wet pants with both hands...

"Squeak~"

The old and shapeless wooden fence door was opened.

In an instant.

The fisherman who was about to walk in suddenly stopped at the door as if he was frozen.

"What's wrong?"

Aelin led the horse and walked behind the fisherman.

At this time.

"Wow--"

The cry of a child suddenly came from in front of the fisherman.

"It must have been frightened by the remaining magical aura of the big griffin. Children's feelings are more sensitive."

Vesemir took the reins from Aelin and was about to pull the carrot with the great gryphon's head further away.

"Master... Demon Hunter," the fisherman turned his head stiffly like a puppet in a rusty music box: "I suddenly... suddenly remembered that I still have some money at home..."

"Can...can...can...can..."

Aelin and Vesemir, who turned around, had increasingly cold eyes, so frightened that the fisherman could not even speak a complete sentence.

"Do you know what the law of accident is?"

Before Aylin could say anything, Vesemir let go of the reins, strode over, looked down at the fisherman in disgust, and scolded him harshly:

"This is a contract, a contract signed with destiny. It is a contract recognized by the northern countries, and even the king must abide by it..."

"Do you know what happened to the last person who broke the law of accidents?"

The fisherman was so frightened that he shook his head subconsciously.

Vesemir sneered unmoved and said:

"Zeverena, she became the queen of Matina because of a dwarf named Renpresteelt, and promised to give her first child to the dwarf..."

"But when the dwarf went to ask for his reward, he dared to drive him away with witchcraft!"

"soon……"

"Zevilena and her children all fell seriously ill and died!"

"Remember..." Vesemir took another step forward, looked down at the fisherman and emphasized:

"The witch queen and all her children - including the child she promised to fate - all died..."

"Not one... survived."

Amid the crying of the child, the fisherman's originally flattering face turned as pale as a corpse.

If the child was not behind him, he would have been scared to wet his pants again.

"Do you think you are more powerful than Zevilena?"

The fisherman shook his head repeatedly, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Go in, give us the child of accident, and we will leave." Vesemir said coldly.

He didn't know why the fisherman was so different before and after.

But Vesemir didn't care, so he didn't want to know.

But wanting to violate the law of accidents...

This is impossible!

He would never allow it!

In the past, only the party who violated the law of accidents was punished.

But when they made the contract by the river, fate had such a strong reaction that even he and Mary, two outsiders, felt it.

So Vesemir didn't dare to gamble...

If Arlin agreed out of weakness.

Will fate also bring bad luck to his most admired apprentice and the future of the school?

Therefore.

Vesemir had to block this possibility before Arlin spoke.

The fisherman was cowardly and selfish.

Under the stare of the two monsters with cat eyes and the tragic example of Queen Zenna.

The love for the youngest son seemed...

not so much.

He trembled and opened the door and invited the two witchers in, but was rejected.

"Give us the unexpected child, and we will leave." Vesemir said with a cold face.

"Okay... okay, two... witchers, please... please wait..."

The fisherman entered the house.

A little boy, about three or four years old, was sitting on the ground in the yard crying loudly.

The crying annoyed the fisherman.

The love that was already fading became even weaker.

"It's good to be taken away. There's one less mouth to feed at home, and I can drink one more glass of wine every day..."

He thought.

Then he didn't try to coax the little boy, but picked him up and handed him to Vesemir with a cold face.

Just as the witcher master used an Axis sign to coax the crying boy to sleep...

"Dad," a timid and hoarse female voice suddenly came out from the dark house, "Who are they?"

"Why did you give Clay to them?"

Instantly.

The fisherman who heard the female voice was like a volcano that suddenly erupted, rushing into the house built of straw huts at a speed that he didn't even have when facing water ghosts.

"Pa!"

A loud slap came from the darkness.

"How many times have I told you? Ah!!!"

"Don't call me dad, don't call me dad, why don't you listen?"

"But you are my dad!" The hoarse female voice howled.

"Pa!"

"Will I give birth to a monster like you?" The fisherman who was talked back was furious.

"You damned bastard, a freak cursed by the gods..."

"Why didn't you wash your clothes today? Why weren't you outside?"

"Pa!"

"Ah--I haven't eaten for two days, so I went to..."

Before the female voice finished.

"Pa!"

Another hard slap.

"Okay! You dare to eat secretly!"

"Pa!"

...

The harsh slapping, cursing, and wailing made the three people who were originally planning to leave stop involuntarily.

Vesemir was holding the sleeping little boy and was hesitating whether to persuade him.

But he saw the fisherman's face flushed with anger, pulling the black hair and dragging a black creature that looked like a girl...

out.