War? War!

Asking his subordinates to lead the soldiers back to the military camp, Terrick led the three of them to the bustling and tidy inner city, and stopped in front of a three-story building with a wooden sign hanging a wine bottle.

White marble exterior walls, carved oak window lattice, and various charming and fragrant flowers carefully placed at the door...

Sophisticated and luxurious.

As soon as the four people got off their horses, a middle-aged man wearing a silk brocade robe and a small round hat trotted out of the small building.

Terrick seemed a little anxious, and without waiting for the middle-aged man to stand still, he ordered:

"Jakub, these three are all distinguished guests of the king. Please give them the best guest rooms here."

"The bill is mine."

Then he turned his head and looked at Vesemir, Ailin and Mary:

"This is the best hotel in Vengerberg. You can rest here first. After I go back and inform His Majesty, I will take you into the royal city to have an audience."

"If you have any requests, please tell Jakub directly. He is the owner of this store."

It can be seen that this hotel is very good. Vesemir, Ailin and Mary naturally have no objections.

And it's different in reality than in the game. There is no increase in attributes or experience with loot.

The purpose of keeping Greater Griffin's head was to collect the bounty from the Ard royal family.

This is the unspoken rule between demon hunters and human nobles.

As long as it causes casualties or economic losses to the local area, or even as long as there is an obvious potential threat.

The witcher can kill the monster first.

After that, collect a bounty from the local nobles.

No need to worry about doing it for nothing.

Of course, since it is an unspoken rule, it is naturally linked to the overall strength of the demon hunter and the number of monsters.

Therefore, this benefit can only be enjoyed in this era when the demon hunter school is prosperous.

in addition.

As long as they are in good condition, the heads of large monsters are also very valuable collectibles, no less valuable than paintings and sculptures by famous artists.

Based on Vesemir years of experience.

The head of Greater Griffin, which was expertly decapitated and chopped off using Demon Hunt, is of absolutely top quality and can be sold for at least three thousand Oren.

It has to be said that as long as there is strength, there are many ways for a demon hunter to make money.

therefore.

Naturally, the three of them had to wait until they got the money before leaving.

"Go ahead, we will wait for you here." Vesemir nodded slightly.

Seeing that the three of them were quite satisfied with this place, Terrick said goodbye and turned around to leave.

"Get down!"

Ailin said softly.

Immediately, a small black dumpling moved, as if nodding.

Before entering the city, Little Monster wrapped his whole body in the black cloth given by Mary, leaving almost no gaps.

After getting off the horse and gently hugging Yennefer, the hotel owner Jacob came to greet him.

He had a kind smile that matched his chubby frame and was well-informed.

Seeing Yennefer wrapped in black cloth and Greater Griffin's head on the side of the saddle, he didn't say much and said in his usual authentic tone:

"Dear guests, do you have anything else to arrange? Your horses will be led to the stables by servants..."

"If you don't mind, we can also find someone to help you deal with this Greater Griffin head."

"Huh?" The three of them were a little surprised when they heard Jakub's words.

After all, even the deputy leader of the Ard King's Knights did not recognize the shrunken Greater Griffin head.

An ordinary businessman actually recognized it.

"Are you sure this is Greater Griffin?" Mary asked curiously, "Not a griffon?"

"You have to know that Greater Griffin's head is not that small."

"This lady is joking," the hotel owner Jakub shook his head gently, "The gryphon has a white face and a blue beak..."

"The red face and black beak must be Greater Griffin, there is no mistake."

"As for why it is so small..."

"It must be because of the lady's spell. I remember that warlocks have a spell called shrinkage, which can shrink objects for a long time..."

Jakub's tone was calm, but the three of them looked at each other in confusion.

This wealthy hotel owner is as gentle as the uncle next door.

Not only was he able to identify the monster's head, but he was also able to pinpoint the identity of Mary and the spell she used.

"Amazing!"

Vesemir praised, "As expected of a businessman who can open the best hotel in Ard's inner city."

"I don't dare to take it seriously," Jakub smiled gently and shook his head, "It's just that when I was studying in Niubao, I was interested in these aspects, so I deliberately learned about them."

"Master Vesemir is really amazing."

"You know me?" Vesemir grasped the key point. He recalled carefully but couldn't think of having seen this person before.

Jakub signaled to the hotel employee who came over to take away the horse, then smiled and shook his head:

"I don't know him."

"But Witcher Master, the youngest in a century, is a legend in Niubao, where many stories about the master are circulated..."

Ailin suddenly thought of something when he heard Jakub's words.

He pursed his lips and used the witcher's powerful body control to hold back his smile.

Vesemir's many stories?

I'm afraid most of them are not serious stories, right?

However, Vesemir seemed to be very useful. After pressing Black Wide-brimmed Hat, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably under the shadow.

At this time.

Jakub, who was leading the way, glanced at Greater Griffin's head which was being taken off by Ailin and handed to the hotel employee.

While leading the way, he praised:

"Killing the gryphon is beyond what ordinary Witcher Master can do, and Greater Griffin..."

"There are records in Niubao's academy that except for the great masters of demon hunters like Dragon Slayer Soyer of your sect, these large monsters are basically hunted jointly by more than three Witcher Master..."

"I didn't expect that Master Vesemir, so young, would have the strength of a great master..."

Jakub didn't finish speaking.

But everyone understood what he meant.

With young looks like Ailin and Mary, it is obvious that they cannot become the main combat force.

"Hahaha~"

Vesemir laughed suddenly, causing Jakub to turn around subconsciously.

"Uh... what's wrong, Master Vesemir?"

"Hahaha, you guessed it wrong..." Vesemir smiled and patted Jakub on the shoulder, "I didn't kill this Greater Griffin."

"Ah?" Jakub, who had always been calm and gentle, was rarely confused for a moment.

Seeing that Vesemir was still laughing, out of a businessman's intuition, he instinctively glanced at the blue-eyed young demon hunter Ailin.

There was a guess in his mind that he rejected in a second.

"Greater Griffin was killed by Ailin!"

Vesemir didn't show off, he raised his head proudly, showed off his arms around the young demon hunter's shoulders, and praised:

"The youngest Witcher Master Ailin in history..."

"He was the one who killed this Greater Griffin!"

"My apprentice!"

"Ah?" Jakub was confused again, and even stopped subconsciously.

This was an unimaginable gaffe for him who was usually calm about everything.

Jacob looked at Ailin carefully.

Incredible!

It's unbelievable!

It turned out to be this young demon hunter.

In any case, he could not connect this young face, who was at most sixteen or seventeen years old, with the two words Witcher Master and Greater Griffin.

If it is not Greater Griffin's head, there is no problem.

Counterfeiting Witcher Master will not do any good to School of the Wolf, Vesemir or even Ailin himself.

He really wouldn't believe what Vesemir said.

So, after a pause, Jacob continued to lead the way while sighing:

"Master Ailin shouldn't be seventeen years old this year, right?"

"Fourteen." Mary replied proudly.

"Amazing, really amazing!" Jacob was amazed.

that's all.

Amid the compliments from the hotel owner, the three of them arrived at the top floor of the hotel.

"Dear guests, your rooms have arrived."

The exquisitely carved wooden door was opened.

"Squeak~"

A room about the same size as Ailin in Kaer Morhen appeared in front of them.

Bright magic crystal lamps, soft leather sofas, and plaid carpets covering the entire floor...

All the appliances looked very expensive.

There are four doors in the room, which should be separate bedrooms.

There are hollow carvings on the door, which seem to be stories about ancient heroes in the world of demon hunters.

A living room, four small rooms...

A bit like a hotel suite in a previous life.

"Master Vesemir, Master Ailin, and this..." Jacob looked at Mary with a smile.

"Margarita Laux Antille, just call me Mary." Mary seemed to have a good impression of the middle-aged businessman and introduced himself, "I am Crimson Fox Lady Vesemir's apprentice."

"It turns out that he is Lady Vesemir's disciple. No wonder he can release the shrinking technique at such a young age."

Jacob's eyes flashed with surprise.

However, seeing that the three of them looked a little tired, they didn't say anything more.

"Master Vesemir, Master Ailin and Lady Mary, if there are no other needs, I will leave first."

"There is a magic bell at the door. Just shake it and I will come."

Jacob pointed to the translucent crystal bell at the door, and then prepared to leave.

"Wait!"

Ailin suddenly remembered something and called out Jacob.

"Master Ailin, do you have any orders?"

Jacob turned around and looked at the young demon hunter gently.

"Can you help me buy some Dog Oil, White Oleander Petals and Berberis Fruit?"

Jacob was stunned for a moment.

However, out of his duty, he didn't ask any more questions. After agreeing, he closed the door and left.

"Bang~"

The door is closed.

After asking Yennefer to bring his brother back to the room.

Ailin and Vesemir remained silent for a few seconds in tacit agreement, waiting for the footsteps outside the door to disappear completely.

Ailin looked at Mary and asked:

"Mary, do you know the soundproof barrier that Lady Vesemir used?"

Mary did not respond.

The red lips moved slightly, and after reciting a few spells, there was a "pop" sound, and she snapped her fingers gracefully.

The next second.

The familiar light red magic barrier enveloped the three people.

Ailin stared at Mary's slender fingers and asked curiously:

"Is snapping your fingers a special spell-casting technique?"

"I see that Lady Vesemir also snaps his fingers before casting a spell, but Lady Vesemir has never recited a spell..."

Mary's movement of retracting his right hand suddenly stagnated. He glared at Ailin angrily and ignored him.

Okay...

Got it.

This is just a decorative gesture, meaningless.

Then.

Ailin returns to the topic and looks at Witcher Master:

"Master Vesemir, what do you mean by what you said at the Vengerberg city gate?"

"Ard What's wrong?"

Vesemir did not answer immediately, but lowered his head and muttered as if trying to organize his words.

Ailin and Mary looked at him patiently without urging him.

"Too fast!" Vesemir looked up.

"Too fast?" Ailin was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously, "What is too fast?"

"Terrick and his King's Knights came too fast..." Vesemir said.

Ailin and Mary looked at each other.

Is this fast?

After killing Greater Griffin, they helped Kedwen's tutor Dite solve the case, and even rescued a scumbag and went to Yennefer's hometown...

Those knights were belatedly arriving.

Vesemir seemed to guess what they were thinking, shook his head and said:

"It's not what you think..."

"Generally, after a large monster attacks a business road, no matter how quickly it is handled, it will be reported layer by layer..."

"It will be at least a day before troops and horses are dispatched to search for and deal with the monsters. Most of the time, it will be three or four days later. Some weak countries will even ignore it and wait for the passing demon hunters to deal with it..."

"And Ard?"

Vesemir glanced at Ailin with a solemn expression, and then said:

"Counting the time, almost as soon as they received the news, they sent the fastest cavalry..."

"What does this mean?"

"That avenue is very important to them!" Ailin frowned and continued.

No need Vesemir to continue the analysis.

Unexpected response time, Vengerberg's long queue of grain transport caravans at the city gate, and Terrick who had received the news of Haxor's death early tomorrow morning, but still had to confirm it to them again and again...

"Ard plans to start a war while King Kedwen is dead and Ben Ad is having trouble with the new king!"

Ailin said suddenly.

"How do you know?"

Vesemir, who was just planning to teach the apprentices, really didn't expect it.

He had just started when Ailin gave the answer.

Vesemir looked at his apprentice in shock.

It is understandable that he is a genius in alchemy, swordsmanship, and seals. After all, he has both talent and training.

But politics, as an old guy of several decades, he thought about all the way before he came up with it.

Where did Ailin learn it?

Lady Vesemir opened a small stove for him?

"Guess."

Ailin didn't say much, just perfunctory.

Even children in previous lives know the principle of food and grass going first before troops and horses are moved.

How could he not know.

And Kedwen and Ard are feuding.

When Haxor was in office, there were dozens of frictions on the border between the two countries.

There is even a motive.

Ailin The reason why I didn't expect it for a moment was because I lacked some common sense from the Demon Hunter Continent.

Moreover, in his previous life, the word war had always been far away from him.

Vesemir didn't think too much. After nodding, he continued to explain the analysis carefully.

Although the conclusion is the same as Ailin.

However, due to the limitations of his lecturing talent, Mary was confused and confused, and what he finally remembered was the conclusion Ailin said at the beginning.

After Vesemir finished speaking, Mary hesitated for a few seconds and asked doubtfully:

"But if there is a war between Ard and Kedwen, what does it have to do with you... and us School of the Wolf?"