Are you going to be a coward for the rest of your life, or are you going to be a hero!

At this moment of being surrounded, Alan thought of the sentence from praise to being spoofed on the Internet for no reason - but unfortunately he didn't plan to fight hard, at this time it was not a hero who shouted Demacia and then fought to the death, it was a joke. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Our definition of a hero is not simply rushing forward to death regardless of the situation - but sacrifice, for the sake of what he wants to protect, regardless of the difference in strength and the difficulty of things, bravely rushing forward, regardless of life or death, success or failure - that is a hero.

Obviously, the Auror didn't have a bad brain, and he and Alan chose not to do anything after the gang made a friendly gesture - but neither of them lowered their wands, and the blockade of the space and the dense crowd was not a sign of friendliness.

Fortunately, I don't know if it was because of their confidence in their own strength or to widen Allen's heart, such an inexplicable force had no intention of taking Allen's wand - this made them settle down a little.

At the invitation or escort of the gang, Eren and Mr. Auror were taken to a camp - and it was only then that they learned why they had been captured.

The reason is simple - this camp is less than a kilometer from where they are fighting!

This is the camp that was built under that small slope, and Allen and the others are equivalent to working directly on the roof of someone's house!

What should you do if someone lifts the roof of your house?

Of course, he was beaten - so Alan and the others were invited back for wreaking havoc on someone's roof, but of course, that wasn't the main reason.

It's a pretty rudimentary camp - but the wildflowers that adorn the tents and the neat ground show that they take great care of the camp.

The various tents looked like they were in the middle of a nation—the decorations of various civilizations and tents from completely different eras abounded—and Alan even saw a tent in the style of the American Gold Rush era standing next to a yurt-like tent as a neighbor - but the neat arrangement of the tents made the antics much less funny.

Seeing the return of the group, a few timid little heads emerged from the tent, and they were just about to say something, but they were pulled back by the adults in the tent.

Alan and the others were finally invited into one of the largest and oldest colorful tents in the middle of the camp - this tent was clearly different from the surrounding tents, it was decorated with the teeth of unknown animals, various animal skins, and at the top of the tent was a flagpole with a small strangely shaped flag standing - until Alan and the others approached and found that it was a huge dried bat wing - Alan remembered this very well, he had only recently burned a pair in the sun.

This tent was probably the worst magical tent Alan had ever seen - it had no furniture, no kitchen, no bathroom, no fireplace, no bed - it wasn't even a normal Muggle tent, because it was a dimly lit cave!

Luckily the cave was a little more spacious, and it was lit by torches, and Alan and a dozen of them were escorted to the innermost point, where there was stone furniture and braziers propped up by stone pillars—a huge carpet was the only thing worthy of praise in the room.

The leading girl motioned for Alan to sit down, and then an old woman brought him a drink for each of them, but neither of them had any intention of moving - what a joke, even a person who thinks about problems with the soles of his feet will not drink it with a big grin, even Alan who has no background cultivated by the wizarding family since childhood can name more than a dozen potions that will not appear abnormal when mixed in, let alone a professionally educated Auror!

Seeing that the two refused to touch the drink, the woman who took the lead did not react, she sat on the stone chair facing Allen and them, picked up the drink in front of her, blew it gently, and then took a small sip, and said:

"I'm sorry, we've had to wait a while. ”

Before Alan could respond, the Auror over there had already responded to the woman's words seriously:

"Delay for a while? So you're planning to imprison us illegally? So, can you give me an explanation?"

Are you crazy?--If it weren't for the wrong circumstances, Alan would definitely be shouting in the Auror's ear at this moment, why did he make such a strong request when his side was the weaker side?

But to Allen's surprise, in the face of the Auror's strength, the woman actually softened, and her voice became a low tone, but there was an indestructible determination in her tone:

"I'm sorry, I can't help it, but it's the full moon today。。。。。。 ”

Looking at the Auror with a sudden realization and the witch who seemed to have a sense of please, Alan was a little stunned - what was the situation, why would a woman who was so strong in the first place please that Auror?

Wait, definitely something he missed when he just marveled at the setting up of the camp!

Witches, Aurors, full moon, attitudes before and after, camps with very different styles。。。。。。

Not enough, what the hell did I miss, Alan stroked his wand and thought about the answer to the question in the silence of the three of them for a moment.

Magic wand?

Alan suddenly remembered a piece of information he had received earlier-the reason why the vampires decided to raise the treasure was because after the mass migration of werewolves, in order to ensure good relations with the local Ministry of Magic, they decided to hunt down vampires again.

Yes, there is the answer to the question, and if some of them are correct, the Auror was saved, and he - in a cage.

This is not some ordinary tribe of wizards, but a tribe of werewolves!

It wasn't the Auror who was revered, but his identity and the Ministry of Magic standing behind him.

Why were the 36 people able to crisscross the Western Regions in that year? Because there were strong men behind him, even if they were far away, they would be punished by the Han Dynasty.

And behind the Auror in front of him is the Ministry of Magic, which can slaughter this tribe.

Then everything worked out except for the fact that he didn't know why they were being detained—if he expected it to be true, the werewolves would have tied themselves up and given the Auror as a gift when they were released.

Hopefully, then, you'll be held in solitary confinement tonight - it looks like the trip is coming to an end.

A voice broke his thoughts.

"No, Mr. Auror, if everything is as you say - he has not studied the evil dark arts, and has not caused harm to others, we refuse to imprison him simply because he is illegal!"

"It's not the right way to invite him, but he came to our tribe as a guest like you - since we swore that we would never harm innocent humans again because of our own suffering, we would never imprison him for such a reason!"

The final result of the negotiations was that they were politely invited out of the tent and allowed to move freely around the camp, but were not allowed to leave the camp.

To Allen's surprise, however, the Auror didn't look very angry.

"Those werewolves are as brainless as ever, if they knew how to be flexible, they wouldn't have been able to get the settlement assigned by the Ministry of Magic for so many years. ”

"Lucky imp, it looks like tomorrow is another chase - I'll catch you with my own hands, not fall into your trap!"