"You two don't make a fuss, come out for me. Uncle Paul's voice came from outside the door.

After hearing Paul's words, the boy slowly let go of Al, who was forgiven by death, and Al did not collapse on the ground like ordinary people. He turned around suddenly, and before the boy could come to his senses, his left hand clenched into a fist, and a huge force poured out from his left arm, hitting the boy's stomach, and flying out of the house with the door.

"Your uncle, dare to threaten me!" Al said, rubbing his neck, "Let you taste Uncle Ben's fist too." ”

At the same time, no one noticed whether it was due to the light or an illusion, and after Al threw a punch, the original faint glossy inscription on his left arm seemed to be a little dimmer than before.

"Al, what are you doing!" Uncle Paul scolded, picking up the silver-robed boy on the ground with concern.

At this time, Al really saw the young man who had threatened him just now: a wide silver robe, short bright silver hair, the young man seemed to be silver all over, the only difference was a piercing red on his chest, blood was gurgling from the wound, and his face showed a look of pain.

"What are you doing, carry him in quickly!" Uncle Paul shouted at Al, and asked the boy softly, "Wolf, are you okay?"

The silver-robed young man nodded vigorously, not making a sound, and the painful expression on his face became more obvious.

"Uncle, what's the relationship between the two of you? I didn't use much energy, how could I hurt him like this?"

"You have so many problems, come and help!"

"Oh. ”

The two put the young man named Wolf on the bed and began to treat his wounds. Uncle Paul carefully bandaged Wolf's wound while Al listened quietly as he washed the bloodied cotton cloth.

Through their conversations, it turns out that Paul has always advocated that the soldiers of the Green Valley and the orcs of the forest live in harmony when he was a soldier, and jointly resist the ambitious Eaton Empire in the East. And the werewolf patriarch Wolf King Ruel also has the same idea, so Ruel and Paul became friends as the orc and the ambassador of the Midoriya Defense War respectively, and prepared peace talks with the authorization of the high-level. The night before everything was ready for formal peace talks, the senior management of the Midoriya Defense War suddenly changed their minds and raised their iron swords and spears against the orcs. At that time, Wolf was still young, and he met Paul a few times with his father, the old wolf king Ruel.

And just a few days ago, the old wolf king Ruhr was violently held hostage by the people of the Green Valley Defense War.

"Uncle, do you know where the prison is, I'm going to save my father!" Wolf sat up excitedly, and the bandage he had just wrapped began to redden.

Uncle Paul changed into a shirt and spat out a puff of smoke from his mouth.

"Worf, you are exactly like your father, you are too impulsive, you are no match for those who are in the upper echelons of the army! you are bringing your people to their deaths, you know?" Paul said with a sharp puff on his cigarette, "and even the incident itself is a trap. ”

Al, who was listening to the whirring on the side, unconsciously clenched his fists, and interjected indignantly: "Uncle, what trap?!"

"Did anyone see your father captured?" Paul asked.

"It's Green, Green saw it with his own eyes!"

"You mean the one-eyed werewolf? he's dead, and he made the explosion. ”

"What?!!—" Worf's voice trembled, and his gaze was a little glazed.

"I have to say he was brave. Are there any witnesses now? No?" asked Uncle Paul, staring at Wolf.

"If you don't come, the Ruhr may be safe, but if you come, those people will be killed. Paul looked out the window, "Tomorrow morning, the world will only know that the werewolves have attacked the town, and who knows that it was Ruhl who was attacked by the army?"

Hearing Uncle Paul's words, Wolf instantly froze on the spot, he had already guessed what Paul was going to say next, if the army really wanted to go to war with the orcs, then this was definitely a good reason.

After Paul's persuasion, Wolf finally decided to leave this dangerous place for a while, although he could not abandon his people, but he also knew that if he died in battle, no one would know the truth. Listening to the painful howls of his people, he knew that his former friends, those childhood playmates, might never see him again. He bit his lip tightly, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, dripping on the ground and shattering into small flowers, and tears blurred his eyes.

Paul tells Al to take Wolf out of here, and as for Ruhl, Paul decides to go on his own to find out, and he has some acquaintances in the army who may be able to help.

"Wolf, don't look at me, come with me!" Al urged, "or you'll be targeted by that guy named Ace in a moment." ”

At this moment, the two were hurrying along the dark and uninhabited path of the old city.

"This place is usually not visited, I am most familiar with it, you follow me. Worf, I'm going to get you out safely!" Al said softly, small but unusually firm.

"Al, thank you!"

"What are you talking about, Uncle Paul's friend is my Al's friend, I must help my friend!"

"Al, you're a good man, like Uncle Paul. As he spoke, Wolf's tears flowed out unconsciously. "But Al, I'm injured on such a high wall, how are we going to get out?"

"You don't have to worry about that, I'm on it. Al shook his tightly wrapped left hand at Wolf behind him, smiling confidently.

After a while, the two came to a stop in front of the tallest tree in the old city. The tree was close to the city walls, its trunk pointing straight into the night sky, and its top point was almost flush with the city walls.

"Wolf, hold me tight from behind, hurry, hurry. Al was a little anxious, "The blood vessels in my left hand have been beating, and I have a bad premonition, which is very accurate." ”

Wolf endured the pain in his chest and hugged Al hard. Al moved his left arm, the bones rubbed together with a "click" sound, and then his left fist slammed into the ground, and the huge force shook a small piece of the ground apart, and the two of them quickly took off into the air, and in the blink of an eye, Al landed steadily on the thickest trunk of a tree.

The two of them walked straight from the trunk of the tree to the city wall, and the uneven stone bricks of the outer wall were easy for Wolf.

"Worf, if you see you again in the future, I hope you remember me as a friend. ”

"Definitely. ”

The moonlight like water shone on their young faces, which was a heavy agreement between the two teenagers.

The shadows of the mountains in the distance are continuous, and the twinkling stars in the sky are like the holes pierced by the ancient trees in the forest, mysterious and fascinating.

When Wolf questioned his left hand, Al didn't tell him why.

This orc friend brought him a brief period of happiness, the companionship of a friend, the feeling of being needed by a friend was as precious to him as gold, and he wanted to leave his best impression in the heart of this only friend, not from the discrimination of his peers as he did when he was a child. He cherished the camaraderie of the moment, and he did not dare to take risks, even though it seemed ridiculous to others.

Al reluctantly glanced at the vanishing jungle of Wolf, the silver-gray wolf shadow paused, seemed to look back at him as well, and galloped away again, back to his homeland, the pure primeval forest.

Al wiped his reddened eyes and slipped off the tree, quickly leaving.

As Al turned the corner and dived into the night, a dark green figure landed lightly on the trunk of the tree, paused for a moment, and then disappeared as if nothing had happened.