653: 224.
Phew, so in Sir Morphy’s NPC logic, there’s a part nad Lu?
_1 653: 224.
Phew, so in Sir Morphy’s NPC logic, there’s a part nad Lu?
_1 “This is the situtation, Lord Kudel.
We interrogated the creature, and it told us it cos from the Andma Hills.
It’s been sent from a newly erged warlord there, attempting to recruit the wolf people of the Dark Baron Territory to obey that warlord.
However, these wolf people, having no respect for martial virtue, brutally beat him.
If we hadn’t chosen to attack them today, this unfortunate creature probably would’ve been their breakfast by tomorrow morning.”
Little Wei Ming eloquently explained the process of how they captured the wolf person ssenger to Kudel.
anwhile, the Civilian Protection Officer with folded blood wings bowed down to take a glance at the thin gnoll, its face swollen and bluish, firmly bound by ropes.
The sight of Kudel’s admirably icy glare under the helt seed to send a chill down the prisoner’s spine, making him stiff to the point of not daring to move, and he lowered his head further in fear.
“No!
It’s not telling the truth.”
Kudel looked closer at the thin wolf, even reaching out to feel the texture of the fur around its neck.
Then, with an icy voice, he addressed Little Wei Ming and Sister Pogranate, who had escorted the captive:
“The pattern on this creature’s fur doesn’t match that of the Transylvanian wolf people.
I’ve seen similar markings on fur over a century ago.
This creature cos from the Dark Mountain Range!
Or more accurately, from the sacred land of the wolf people, the Moss Valley next to the Eternal Abyss!”
“Ah?
He dare to lie?”
Little Wei Ming quickly pulled out her pistol and pressed it against the thin wolf’s head, swearing:
“You ungrateful wolf bastard!
And to think I shared half of my dinner with you!
Yet you dare to deceive us?”
“Hn, no lie!
No lie to powerful vampires!”
The cold muzzle pressed against its forehead, the talking wolf trembled entirely in fear.
Its grey-green eyes, which looked much too “intelligent” compared to other wolf people, darted anxiously around as it cried out in an odd accent:
“I was born here!
It’s true!
As true as a gnolls’ candle!
But…
but my father was indeed a thrown-away, left-to-die holy warrior.
I didn’t lie to you!
Kind vampires who fed dinner.
Listen, the warlord of the Great Beast Hollow in the Andma Hills, King Kenbort, is really dangerous!
I could tell you their plans.
They will make use of .
Don’t kill !
Please!”
“What a cunning creature.”
Sister Pogranate smirked and said:
“It’s a miracle that a creature born in the wolf clan can spin such lies.
Perhaps we should kill it?
I think it’s still hiding the truth, or at the very least, not telling the whole truth, don’t you think?”
“No, if it is really smart, it should know it cannot hide anything at this mont.
And it seems you’ve really caught a very intelligent barbarian.
This is truly a small miracle.”
The experienced Civilian Protection Officer shook his head.
He held in his hand the crimson heavy sword stained with the fresh blood of the elite wolf leader, speaking in a hoarse voice:
“Creatures like this are not uncommon during the Black Disaster, especially those wolfman mages.
Their cunning is no less than other races.
During the last Black Disaster, instances of wolf people persuading others to surrender were not just one-off instances.
However, the appearance of this character before the Black Disaster might be an ill on.
Regardless, its fate should not be decided by us.
Brave warriors, I need you and your team to escort it back to the Crimson Castle imdiately and hand it over to Lord Morphy.
The information it has provided about the warlord of the Andma Hills may provide additional support for the hunting of wolf people in the second stage.”
“Ding”
A new task has been triggered.
Little Wei Ming glanced at its contents and shook her head, saying:
“The rewards for this mission are not good enough.
It seems like another fetch quest.
I’ll take it back on my own.
Sister Pogranate, you and the others can continue hunting here; you need to accumulate your points.
I can promise you covertly that I’m definitely on your side!
Don’t let that annoying Brother Cat overtake you.”
“Okay.”
Sister Pogranate nodded her head, watching as Little Wei Ming spread her grand blood wings, lifting off into the night sky, eliciting terrified screams from the bound, skinny wolf.
After a few days of flight training, she had mastered the skill of flying swiftly in the dark.
She turned awkwardly in the air and disappeared into the night sky under the guidance of the purple light from the creation of the Star Realm.
“Miss, are you a warrior of Maxim?”
As Sister Pogranate was about to leave, Kudel, who was behind her, suddenly called out to her.
This Protection Officer was gauging Sister Pogranate; her body encased in a spiraling spirit of martial valor, a quality rarely seen in vampires.
Their dark nature often prevented the Midnight loved ones from truly embodying bravery.
Thus, it was not surprising that Sister Pogranate had piqued Kudel’s interest.
He scrutinized her, saying:
“Your elder, Maxim, has challenged before.
Without a doubt, he failed.
But his loyalty is both admirable and unsettling.
You, on the other hand, remind of those human warriors who mastered their martial skills.
Ah, during the Black Disaster a century ago, I fought alongside the martial monks of the Winter Wolves Religion.
From that experience, I did learn sothing about hand-to-hand combat.
Also, my years of traveling have allowed to collect so valuable secrets that serve little purpose but…
I heard that you enjoy strong and vigorous challenges.
So, would you like to join for a small hunt under the moonlight?”
“What’s the reward?”
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