Demon Hunter: I have a red gourd

Chapter 78: The Cat of Iroh? Stupid Cat (Two in One)

"So you're a demon hunter from the Cat School. I wonder why you attacked me from behind since we're both demon hunters?"

As Ivan spoke, he adjusted his position to ensure that he always faced the cat school witcher head-on.

"My mentor once taught me that no matter which school a witcher comes from, once they leave the school castle, they are all brothers. Could it be that the witcher of the Cat School is so crazy as to attack his own brothers?"

No wonder the person following him made such a quiet sound that even a witcher like him could hardly detect it. It was no surprise that he turned out to be a colleague from the Cat School.

"So, those old stubborn people from your Griffin School deserve to die." The skinny man sneered. The sound was sharp and piercing, like the strange cry of a night owl in the dark.

The equipment he was wearing was extremely light, just a layer of close-fitting leather armor, even revealing his muscular arms.

What made him different from other demon hunters was that he only had a sword behind him, which he had pulled out and was now hanging in his hand.

"You guys, are not still adhering to that ridiculous spirit of chivalry?" The skinny man raised his lips in a scornful arc, and the mockery in his eyes almost overflowed.

"Those stupid humans regard you as mutants and freaks, yet you still call yourselves messengers of justice, upholding justice for those idiots. Don't you find it funny?"

"Look at those disgusting humans. They are so small and vulnerable in front of us, yet they dare to point fingers at us and judge us. We demon hunters possess powers beyond those of ordinary humans, and they should be terrified of us."

"But the demon hunters of other schools, especially you of the Griffin School, are like dogs wagging their tails and begging for mercy. You cater to their wishes and work for them. You don't think of yourselves as heroes, do you? In the eyes of those humans, you are nothing more than a group of tools to be used!"

"Why don't you learn from our Cat School? Do whatever you want, kill anyone you don't like, and kill anyone who dares to disrespect us. Isn't this in line with the power we have?" He waved the steel sword in his hand, and the sword wind whistled.

"No need to be bound by anything, just follow your inner desires. Strength is the law of our survival. If the weak dare to challenge us, they will only die. This kind of life is free, and it is the life we ​​demon hunters should have!"

"You're right, I agree with you." Ivan chuckled after hearing his long speech and slowly drew out the griffin steel sword behind him.

"What did you say?" The skinny man was stunned. He obviously didn't expect that the young demon hunter in front of him would say such a thing.

"I say, you're right. What, didn't you hear me?" Now it was Ivan's turn to mock the witcher from the Cat School. "Although the idea is right, the way you Cat School witchers act is really stupid."

"So stupid I can't stand it!"

"What?" The skinny man was stunned again.

"Have you never thought about why warlocks and witchers both possess extraordinary powers, but warlocks are respected now, while witchers are hostile and hated by the public?" Ivan held the steel sword and made the opening move of the Griffin School's swordsmanship.

"It is precisely because you, the idiots and scum of the Cat School, act recklessly and without regard for the consequences that you have tarnished the reputation of the entire Witcher community. This is why prejudice has enveloped the entire Witcher community like a dark cloud."

"Some humans are indeed so foolish that they are not worth saving. I agree with this view. Therefore, they must be punished with blood to make them realize their mistakes. There is nothing wrong with this approach."

"But you, these foolish cats, are killing people based solely on your own preferences. You are treacherous and have even disregarded the most basic spirit of the contract."

"When you kill your employer for a bag of gold coins, and slaughter an entire caravan in the tavern because of a glance, these are not punishments at all, but venting your own animal desires!"

"Aside from making humans utterly fear and resent you, what else can you do? Can you kill every human being in this world? Do you think your power is enough to convince everyone?"

"Without those humans, what would you eat and drink? You consider yourself superior to humans, but can you break away from human society? Will you give up going to the taverns and brothels in the city? Do you want to be a wild beast wandering in the wilderness?"

"Look at what the sorcerers are doing! The Brotherhood of Sorcerers unites the forces of all high-ranking sorcerers, while the Aretuza and Ban Ader Colleges constantly recruit new talents. They join the court, offer advice to the king, and even cast spells to bring rain to the drought-stricken land and heal the diseases of the suffering poor."

"Are they all selfless saints? Of course not! It's because they know how to use their power to maintain order and actively integrate into human society, which naturally earns them respect and status."

"And what about us? Demon hunters are inherently less powerful than warlocks, and they lack internal unity. The Demon Hunter Order has even split into several scattered schools. Their own philosophies are inconsistent, so how can we gain recognition from others?"

"Witchers are supposed to be knights and heroes who protect humanity and fight against evil, and they are supposed to be loved and respected by everyone. Why have we ended up like this today?" Ivan raised the steel sword in his hand, pointing the tip of the sword at the skinny Cat School witcher.

"Let me tell you."

"That's because, for a long time, we have never fought for the right to speak that we deserve in human society!"

"We don't look as elegant as warlocks, and the work we do is dangerous, charging through mud and blood, which easily leads to misunderstanding and fear from others."

"However, when rumors and prejudices continuously attack us and overwhelm us, witchers always habitually shut their mouths and remain silent."

"When others believed that witchers would kidnap children and force them into apprenticeships, no witcher stood up to speak out. When others believed that witchers were cold-blooded and emotionless, no witcher refuted them. And when rumors spread that witchers would steal people's wives and daughters and kill people and drink their blood, no witcher came out to clarify!"

"Furthermore, you scum of the Cat School act recklessly to satisfy your own selfish desires! To vent your animal urges, you ruthlessly kill innocent people, even the elderly and children! You even give up hunting monsters for gold and turn to assassinating humans!"

"Now, you're actually going to attack me, a fellow demon hunter!"

"Your evil deeds are seen and spread by the people, and will naturally become strong evidence for others to attack the witcher!"

"Tell me, with scum like you around, is there any other way for the demon hunters except slowly heading towards destruction?"

Ivan vented out all his thoughts and dissatisfaction with the witcher community after traveling through time in one breath. His eyes were full of anger and his voice was deafening.

The skinny man held his forehead with his hand, feeling a little dizzy.

He had originally intended to use his age to teach the young witcher some lessons. In reality, he didn't care whether Ivan listened or not; he simply enjoyed the feeling of being superior and disciplining others.

Unexpectedly, he was refuted by this young man with righteous words, and he actually thought it made sense?

He only felt a dull headache now. Ever since that incomplete and painful trial, he had been left with this problem. Whenever he heard words that made him irritated, his head would involuntarily begin to ache.

Ivan also noticed that although the cat-faction witcher in front of him had a typical witcher style, his eyes were different from his, not golden cat eyes.

This means that he is either not a demon hunter at all, or he has only passed the Green Grass Trial and has not experienced the subsequent Dream Trial that would cause his eyes to mutate.

How could such a half-baked demon hunter dare to attack a fully-formed demon hunter like him? Where did he get the courage?
Is it because I look too young?

In fact, Ivan had no intention of using words to convince the old cat, because these witchers from the cat school were all mentally ill.

Yes, literally, there is something wrong with the brain.

The witchers of the Cat School were originally just failed experiments by a group of warlocks in Styga Castle. Those warlocks had intended to weaken and dull the witchers' emotions, but unexpectedly, something went wrong with the formula and they strengthened them instead.

This caused the first batch of experimental subjects to experience excessive emotional fluctuations, causing them to lose their rationality.

The sorcerers locked these failed experimental subjects in cages, preparing to dissect them later to find out the reasons for the failure of the experiments.

However, one dark night, one of the half-elf experiments, a man named Gizrath, managed to escape from his cage and freed all his like-minded experiments.

In order to avoid being hunted by the warlocks, they escaped from Stygia Castle and joined the elves' team.

At that time, the elves were fighting with the rising humans for the land on the continent. The elves helped them avoid the search of the warlocks, and these failed experiments killed a large number of humans in the war in order to gain the support of the elves.

As their power grew, they joined forces with the elves, sneaked into Stygia Castle quietly one night when the warlocks were sleeping, and ruthlessly slaughtered all the warlocks inside.

After that, the Cat School was officially established in Styga Castle, and Gizlas led these poor people to start a new life.

This is also the real reason why the relationship between the elves and the cat school has always been good.

However, after establishing the school, Gizlas did not intend to abandon the failed formula created by the warlocks, nor did he even think about improving it. He was proud of his current thoughts and character. Thus, the Cat School continued to use the flawed formula, passing it down from generation to generation.

Because of their good relationship with the elves, the Cat School is more willing to take on some murder jobs to earn gold coins. They are often hired as spies and stalkers, and have assassinated many human nobles and royal family members.

This caused their notoriety to spread quickly among the royal family and then quickly spread to the entire society.

This is certainly not a good thing, because no king would like to live in danger all the time.

Nowadays, almost all the castles of the Demon Hunter School have been attacked and breached, and the inheritance has been almost cut off. Behind these attacks, we can more or less find the shadows of some warlocks.

However, the Cat School is an exception. They usually live a nomadic life, living in mobile caravans and taking on missions everywhere.

Until one day, an elite army composed of various countries suddenly appeared in their land and started a fierce battle with them for three days. In the end, all the cat school witchers in the caravan were not spared and were all killed.

Only a few wandering demon hunters from the Cat School managed to survive. They were filled with anger and were waiting for the day of revenge.

Due to a failed mutation formula, the demon hunters of the Cat School are extremely violent, radical, extreme, and cruel. Their minds often spiral out of control, and when they accept missions, they often engage in massacres in a fit of rage, tarnishing the reputation of the entire demon hunter community.

Because he didn't know the specific mutation formula of the Cat School, Ivan's mentor even speculated that they would specifically select those little strays with violent tendencies as apprentices.

In short, every cat school demon hunter that can be seen now is, without exception, a psychopath, a lunatic or a sadist.

Even among fellow demon hunters, few people were willing to interact with them. After all, no one wanted a "friend" who could lose control of their mind and stab you in the ribs at any moment over the slightest provocation.

Therefore, with the brains of these people, it is almost impossible to convince them with words.

The skinny man was upset by Ivan's words, and his headache became more and more severe. Until he shook his head violently, bloodshot eyes gradually appeared, and then the headache gradually disappeared.

"Where did this griffin cub, whose hair hasn't even grown out yet, come from? How dare you teach me a lesson today?"

"I've been killing people for so long, now it's your turn to tell me whether I'm right or wrong?"

"This is all I know how to do, and it's satisfying. That's enough!" He brandished the sword in his hand. "Now, to make me feel even happier, I'm going to kill you right here!"

"Remember my name, Griffin cub!"

"I'm Brian, you can also call me 'Cat of Iroh', and I'm the one who's about to chop off your head!"

"I have been following those elves for a long time. The holy blood they mentioned is hidden in you, right?"

"Hand over the holy blood honestly, and I might even consider letting you, the cub of a griffin, die a quick death!"

[Brain the Cat of Iroh↓]

(End of this chapter)