The Leshen Is Dead! Fred's Abnormality!

In an instant.

Everyone jumped away from where they were and surrounded Fred.

Dante looked at Ailin who was getting closer to Fred, then looked at Vesemir three or four times, but was still very patient and alert, opened his mouth, and closed it again.

"Fred...Fred..."

Ailin stretched out his right hand, slightly bent his thumb and index finger, drew a triangle in front of his body, gave himself a Quen Shield, and called softly.

Fred lying on the ground did not respond. Wolf Emblem on his chest hung low above Fred's body, and no warning was issued.

Dante raised his eyebrows again and glanced at Vesemir.

Vesemir shook his head, placed the index finger of his left hand vertically in front of his lips, and held the silver sword tightly in his right hand.

After calling twice, Ailin squatted down and began to check.

Fred was breathing slowly, as if he was asleep, and was lying on the ground. There were obvious strangulation marks on the leather armor of his left leg, buttocks, back and right arm.

Fine holes are attached to the strangulation marks, which should have been penetrated by manipulated vine thorns.

But there were no major injuries on the body where the leather armor was attached...

Wait!

Ailin shrugged his nose and smelled a smell of rust.

"Since there are no big wounds, there shouldn't be such a strong smell of blood..."

Just now, the blood on Dante and Aias had covered their bodies, so they hadn't noticed yet. Now that everyone had moved aside, the smell of blood was immediately obvious, like lice on a bald head.

He frowned, followed his sense of smell, and fixed his gaze on the back of Fred's neck, which was covered by his loose hair.

The strong smell of blood emanates from there.

In full view of everyone, Ailin stretched out his right hand and approached Fred's face.

Fred's closed eyes were shaking uneasily, almost awake, as if he sensed some kind of threat.

"Who sensed the threat? Leshen or Fred?"

Ailin's eyes were condensed, and the movement of extending his right hand was stagnant. Fred's eyes indeed trembled a little less.

The next second.

"Crack!"

He retracted his right hand and pulled out a wooden sign from his collar, and pressed it on Fred's forehead with lightning speed.

"Yo——"

Fred opened his mouth suddenly and let out a shrill, deer-like roar.

Cat Eyes, which was supposed to be platinum gold, shone with emerald green light, glaring at Ailin with ferocious and hateful eyes.

The long hair hanging loose on the back of the neck moved without any wind, revealing a hideous wound shrouded in scarlet light.

If you look closely, you will see that it is a deer head and body pattern similar to the Leshen magic totem.

Fred roared and struggled, grabbing Ailin with both hands, trying to push him away.

Vesemir and Dante, who came back to their senses, stepped closer in an instant, and pinched Fred's hands before Fred attacked Ailin.

The power of Leshen is definitely greater than that of Vesemir and Dante, but in the possessed state, it seems that it can only exert the strength of Fred.

His two hands were directly pressed down by two Witcher Master, sinking deeply into the soft, dark humus soil.

Follow closely.

Vesemir tacitly handed over his holding hand to Dante to hold it down, and he went to restrain Fred's restless legs.

In the blink of an eye.

Fred possessed by Leshen was like a domestic pig waiting to be slaughtered, pinned to the ground unable to move.

"Yo——"

Leshen seemed to be aware of the crisis in the future, roaring angrily but rhythmically.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Eleven School Emblem, beating crazily on everyone's chests.

The howling of wolves was heard again from deep in the forest.

"Get out of Fred's body, you damn monster!"

Ailin glared at the pair of beast eyes shining with emerald green light, roared, and when he was about to leave the temple, the amulet given by Ianna High Priest moved it away from Fred's head and pressed hard on the wound on the back of his neck.

"Hiss--"

The ordinary Meritellie Three Saints Amulet was like a red-hot iron burning the strange wound on the deer-headed body.

Smoke curled up from the wound.

"Yo————"

Fred's roar reached its peak, distorting the air and threatening to pierce the eardrums of bystanders.

Klar and Kray, who had just approached and wanted to help, were forced to retreat continuously.

"Get out!" Ailin pressed a little harder, while instinctively stimulating the magic power in his body.

For some reason, Mutated Organ, which had been difficult to move in the past, spit out a trace of green magic power. In an instant, the talisman poured into Magic Veins from Ailin's palm.

In an instant.

"Tsk!"

It was like a sharp blade piercing the tough cloth.

After an unusual sound, the amulet presented by Ianna suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light.

"Praise to Mother of All Things, the god of fertility, harvest and childbirth, the eternal maiden, mother, and guardian of old women..."

The long prayers echoed on this grassland, over and over again, overlapping.

Every time it is the pious voice of Ianna, the superimposed echo is also the voice of Ianna, but younger...

The girl's playful perfunctoryness, the woman's suspicion and confusion, and the old woman's determination and indifference...

It was as if Ianna's decades of prayers were being released at this moment.

"Yo..."

Fred, who was still struggling, suddenly saw the green light in his eyes like melting ice and snow.

The hideous wound on the back of the neck was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The blood that seeped out from the fierce struggle dried up and sublimated, and after the ugly scars fell off, even the light pink wound became the same as the skin next to it in the blink of an eye.

By the time Ailin, Vesemir and Dante recovered from the magnificent chanting and praying, Leshen's magic totem-like wound had completely disappeared.

"Pa~"

The bright golden light of the amulet disappeared, and the wooden amulet slipped from the back of Fred's neck and fell to the ground.

It's like nothing happened just now.

"Ding!"

Ailin The familiar System Notification immediately sounded in his ears.

"Just now... what was that... just now?" Dante pressed Fred's calloused hand tightly, looking at the ordinary wooden amulet on the ground in astonishment.

He doesn't understand...

Ailin How did a demon hunter use a wooden amulet to emit such brilliance? It was more magnificent than any priest of the righteous religion he had ever seen in his life Divine Art...

"Just... was that... was that High Priest's voice just now?" Vesemir also pressed Fred's feet that had calmed down, suddenly waking up.

The two School of the Wolf and Witcher Master asked two questions with similar structures at the same time with a strange tacit understanding.

Quite a sense of joy.

But at this moment, Aias and Kray, who were the boldest, were all staring at the talismans on the ground.

"It's the voice of Ianna High Priest." Ailin picked up the amulet.

He was also surprised that Temple Amulet would have an effect on the evil possession of Leshen, which he had guessed before.

But he didn't guess that Primal Magic could also activate Divine Power in the amulet.

And Ianna those prayers...

It turns out that High Priest of Temple of Melitele did not believe in her god from beginning to end, and even the time she devoted to her faith only accounted for a very small part of her life.

Ailin strung the amulet again and put it on his neck. He thought about it and warned:

"Don't tell anyone else about the High Priest prayer that the amulet just sent out."

"It really shouldn't be exposed." Vesemir nodded in agreement.

Northern Continent The biggest religion - High Priest of Meritellie Cult, I have never believed in Meritellie in my life.

If this is exposed, it will be a really big event. It will not be inferior to Kedwen's destruction of the country... no... the impact of Kedwen's destruction of the country will be even more shocking.

Ernie, Klar They looked at each other a few times and nodded confusedly.

"Wait..." Dante suddenly spoke, "This is Meritellie Cult High Priest's amulet? Why is her amulet with you?"

A talisman that can emit such Divine Power must be a personal amulet. How could it be given away casually?

And that prayer...

"Mother Ianna is indeed High Priest of Temple of Melitele. As for why her amulet is with me..." Ailin nodded and glanced at Vesemir, "We are staying in the temple now. Huus was also accidentally rescued from the Pontar River by a priest in the temple."

"When Mother Ianna was performing surgery to treat Huus's injuries, he gave me the amulet when he saw that we might have to deal with Evil God..."

"Mother Ianna..." Dante noticed the key.

"You know, Dante...Ianna High Priest was once the adopted daughter of Lady Vesemir, Ailin He is Lady Vesemir's alchemy apprentice, and after experiencing many things, Ianna High Priest has a good impression of Ailin."

Vesemir knew what he was shocked about.

If Northern Continent were to rank the influence of all human beings.

The priest Ianna of Temple of Melitele, the king Temeria, the king Riedania and the former king Kedwen are naturally the first echelon.

Due to the decentralization of power in Conclave of Sorcerers, Henry Gedimidis would be ranked in the second echelon even with the bonus of strength.

King Ard, King Covir and Kingdom of Poviss, and High Priest of the Cliff temple, etc., are generally in this echelon.

The kings of several other small countries, the leaders of other religions, Brovar Hog, the dwarf elder of Mahakam Carbon Mountain, and even Tissaia de Veris, the dean of the Aretuza Academy, all have to line up in the third echelon.

And Chieftain Soyer of School of the Wolf... well... it's not that Vesemir looks down on his mentor, but School of the Wolf's Grand Master is the highest, at least in the seventh echelon.

Even the bankers of several dwarf banks are not comparable.

Nowadays, Ailin, which is becoming more and more famous, cannot even be ranked.

What's more, even if Ianna is in the first echelon, it must be one of the best.

Let's put it this way, as long as Ianna ignores Temple of Melitele's future and mobilizes believers, Gedymar will most likely be overthrown from the throne.

Is this quite a favorable level? Dante had questions on his mind after hearing this.

Northern Continent has a strict hierarchy.

Although commoners with no influence can meet the king, they have no chance of making friends with the king like in the chivalric novels.

Ianna As Temple of Melitele High Priest, who is known for being approachable and approachable regardless of high or low, he must have seen more civilians in daily life, but to be able to give him a divine amulet that he has carried with him for decades, this relationship is not unusual and cannot be explained.

Also...

The king's personal belongings have the function of giving orders on his behalf in many situations, and the same is true for Ianna's amulet.

"What have you experienced at Arland?" Dante couldn't help but ask.

"A lot..." Vesemir was silent for a few seconds and sighed, "It's a long story. Let's talk about it after we find Bont..."

Hearing this, Dante glanced at Ailin who was as if nothing had happened, and felt as if someone was tickling him with a feather.

After going down the mountain, what happened to Ailin?

How come everything can be related to him?

And...

Leshen is really not dead, and is possessed by Fred. This is something that has not even been mentioned in School of the Wolf's witcher code and chronicles...

"Is Fred safe now?" he asked tentatively.

"Leshen has been eliminated," Ailin nodded, "We will continue..."

"Leshen!"

Fred, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes, stood up suddenly, and shouted in horror.

"It's okay... it's okay..." Ailin patted his back gently, but after a few pats, his movements stagnated slightly.

"Ai...Ailin..." Fred focused his eyes and looked at Ailin in disbelief, "Why are you here... wait... master Dante...Master Vesemir... huh? And Ernie, Klar..."

"They are here to rescue us." Dante dragged Fred up, "I will explain the specific process to you later... Can you leave by yourself now? We still have to go find Bont..."

"Ah... I... I can," Fred stood up at a loss, then suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, "By the way, Bont... Where is Leshen? Where is Huus?"

"Huus is fine," Vesemir patted Fred on the shoulder, "As for Leshen, it has been eliminated by Ailin."

"Destroyed by Ailin?!" Fred was stunned.

Ailin did not answer. Instead, he looked closely at Fred and asked cautiously, "Are you feeling uncomfortable now?"

"No... no..." Fred moved his hands and feet after hearing this and shook his head, "I have never felt so good..."

"That's good." Ailin nodded.

"You're so lucky, kid." Dante patted Fred hard on the back, feeling filled with emotion.

Use the Temple of Melitele High Priest talisman that has been close to the people of the gods for decades, and use the Divine Art... tsk tsk... can this feel bad?

With such great power, I don't know if the talisman can be used again...

Even if it is possible, it should only be done a few times, right?

"Okay, let's go back to the team. If you have any questions, just ask your instructor, Fred..."

Vesemir smiled, turned to look at Ailin, and asked, "Are you leaving now?"

Ailin looked back from where Fred was just lying down, glanced at Fred thoughtfully, and nodded:

"Of course!"

Then with a thought, he cast "Tracking" and led the group to continue searching for Bont.

And where Fred just lay down...

On the flat grass, there grew a sharp vine that should not grow here, only as long as the index finger and as thick as the little finger, with tiny thorns...