As soon as the silver-haired werewolf finished speaking, there were low whimpering sounds from the wolves, as if expressing the fear in their hearts, and as if they were questioning something.

It listened sideways for a moment, then shook its head and replied, "No way, the demon mistress has been with him all the time, and we can't keep him." ”

After hearing the silver-haired werewolf's words, the muscles on the cheeks of the gray wolf at the top twitched, and he bared his teeth and roared fiercely.

"Idiot!"

The silver-haired werewolf interrupted it with a roar, and then said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Now it's just a matter between us and Leonard, if we hunt and transform human wolf cubs on a large scale, will the three major churches watch from the sidelines?

Caught by those church people, all of us will be nailed through the heart by black oak and bleed to death!

After scolding the gray wolf with baring teeth, the silver-haired werewolf looked around at the werewolves around him, and said in a cold voice:

"Listen to it all for me, if you find the smell of that old man, you must immediately inform the surrounding clansmen, it is still a trivial matter to go up and die yourself, if you scare him away, maybe everyone will bury you with you!"

Then, the silver-haired werewolf howled at the moon chief, summoning a dozen smaller werewolves.

"You clansmen with a special sense of smell are responsible for leading the way, never attacking ordinary humans, and try to avoid roads and villages, if there is any mess this time, it will definitely not be solved by killing ten or eight clansmen!"

Hundreds of werewolves nodded one after another, and one after another raised their heads and howled, and the terrible wolf howl rang out in one piece, which was still clearly distinguishable after more than ten miles under the silent night sky.

......

"Damn! those stupid dogs are endless!"

The Demon Mistress angrily pulled the pillow over her head, but no matter how hard she tried, the penetrating wolf howl kept burrowing into her ears.

"Leonard!"

She threw away her pillow and roared angrily, "That old man is a seventh-order apostle of fate, and he wants to catch him with those stupid dogs?

"Because they're fun. ”

Leonard sat at the table with a pale face, fiddling with his chess pieces boredly. "You won't play chess with me, so I'll have to have some other fun. ”

"I'm afraid that if you go down, people will be gone!"

The Demon Mistress gritted her teeth, tempting to raise her hand and blow up the damn chessboard with a burst of flames, but she finally gave up on the idea.

Since the revelation of his short lifespan, Leonard seems to have turned on some strange switch, and the reason for squandering his life has become more and more casual and insane.

From the beginning, in order to save the time of re-arranging the chess pieces? It takes him a whole day to live every game of chess? Directly "reset" all the chess pieces, and even secretly use their lives to repent of the moves.

After the demon mistress gritted her teeth and persevered a few times? A fragile heart can't stand this crazy behavior at all? After hysterically scolding Leonard, he refused to touch the chessboard again anyway? I'm afraid that I can't help but do something drastic for a while.

As if knowing what she was thinking, Leonard leaned back in his chair? Raised his hand at the demon mistress? The bandage on the palm was covered with blood.

"What are you afraid of? I'm going to die if I don't play chess. ”

Leonard said with a smile: "It's not like you haven't seen the wound on my hand, at this rate of blood loss, if I haven't been promoted to the seventh rank within a month, I will definitely only have a dead end?" The question is that I have more than four years left to live? It's a shame if you don't have to. ”

Listening to Leonard's outrageous speech, the witch mother almost gritted her teeth.

There seems to be nothing wrong with the truth, but why does it sound so aggrieved?

She took a deep breath to calm her mind, and asked in as calm a tone as possible, "I'm not interested in debating with you madman, I just want to know one thing?" Are you sure killing that old man will advance you to the seventh rank?"

"That's right~"

Leonard tossed the chess pieces in his hand up and down and replied with a grin:

"My fate is deeply entangled with that old man? As long as this fate is ended, I will almost certainly become a seventh-order professional? When the time comes, you can live for another two or three hundred years, and your clan will be able to develop steadily. ”

"Okay? Then I'll gamble with you again. ”

The face of the demon mistress first eased a lot? Then he continued to ask with some trepidation:

"But...... Didn't you think you'd fail? If you didn't kill him this time? If you die after that month, I will be immediately exposed to the noses of the Church of Knowledge, and then ......"

"Impossible! You're thinking too much!"

Leonard interrupted her and said with a look of disdain:

"How can I give you a month? As long as he runs away this time, I will definitely bite my tongue and kill myself immediately!"

"Bastard!"

The demon heroine was so angry that she slapped the table, shaking the chess pieces on the chessboard.

"You're trying to blackmail me?"

Leonard threw the pieces into the box and rolled his eyes like a fool.

"Of course I'm blackmailing you, that old man is also a seventh-order professional, if there is still a way to retreat, will you be willing to fight with him?"

"You!"

The towering chest of the demon mistress kept rising and falling, eager to pounce on the madman and bite the madman to death.

But after all, she was still a "normal" person, and she couldn't do crazy things that would end up together, so she had to spit on him in the end, and scolded angrily: "I was really blind to cooperate with you at the beginning!"

Leonard shook his head happily and said earnestly:

"It doesn't matter if you're blind or not, you're too ambitious but too incapable, and you're used to hiding and hiding, and at a critical moment, your mind is full of just thinking about running, if you don't force you, what if you escape and kill me?"

The Demon Mistress looked at the righteous Leonard speechlessly, gritted her teeth several times and wanted to say something, but found that she was powerless to refute at all.

The cunning man had seen her almost thoroughly, even more thoroughly than herself, and the assessment he gave was indeed an ironclad fact.

The demon heroine clenched her fists again and again, but after all, she still failed to make the decision to break the net, and she finally had to endure the resentment in her heart, raised her foot and kicked open the door and walked out angrily.

"Why are you going?"

Leonard's unfazed inquiry came from inside the room.

The Demon Mistress turned her head and glared at him angrily. "You don't care about going to the toilet too?"

Leonard nodded, waving his hand like a fly.

"Then you pull faster, if I wait for a hurry, I might bite my tongue and kill myself. ”

"You bastard!!"

......

Fort Dosa, the Lord's Palace.

The two little witches hugged each other tremblingly, staring at the man in front of them in horror.

William walked over with a blank face, stretched out his big sinful hand, and brutally snatched their ...... Two hairs.

"How long have you been witches?"

Carly, who is an older sister, took her sister behind her and replied in fear, "Ten...... Eleven months. ”

It's been less than a year.

His brows couldn't help frowning, most of the strength of dark creatures is divided by age, under normal circumstances, the longer you live, the stronger the strength, the little witch who has just transformed for a year, in the world of dark creatures, is completely a "baby".

Sensing that William's emotions were not positive, the two little witches suddenly hugged each other tighter.

Looking at the two little quails in front of him with a headache, William's brow furrowed even tighter.

During this time of getting along, he found that [the face of the assassin] was not ineffective, and every time they saw their face, they would temporarily let go of their defense.

But if you really get in front of the two little witches, they will start to tremble as if instinctively they have smelled a little mouse that smells a cat, and the closer they go, the more frightened they become, and sometimes they will even be so afraid that they can't even speak.

It's strange, why are they so afraid of themselves?

Just when William was full of doubts, his sister Lori didn't know why she suddenly stopped shaking, sniffed and asked angrily:

"Wei ...... Lord William, you ...... Are you also a creature of darkness?"

Oh rub!

As if a thunderbolt struck his mind, William finally figured it out.

In addition to being a human, he also has a [Black Death] dark creature class, and the special skills of this profession are not only [Dark Flesh], but also a [Predator's Breath], which can deter the will below his own target.

These two timid little witches have always been very wary of themselves, and can barely be counted as "semi-hostile targets", and when they get close to them, the aura on their bodies has a deterrent effect, so they will tremble like chaff.

I see!

William looked at Lori with a relieved expression, no wonder her courage suddenly became a lot bigger, it turned out that the cold blocked her nose, and her ability to perceive "breath (taste)" became a lot duller.

Thoughtfully opening his panel, William prepared to see what else he had overlooked.

[Name: William Van Kins]

[Race: Human, Undead]

[Prestige: Glady's Family-10000/-10000 (Undying)

French Empire 5786/10000 (Worship)

House of Farrell - 1024/-10000 (Hate)

Fortune Church 193/1000 (Honorable)

Church of Eros 92/100 (friendly)

Church of Knowledge 88/100 (friendly)

Smallfoot Tribe (in flux)】

[Armor: 4/5]

......

[Evaluation: A young giant with dwarfism]

Hmm, what is the Smallfoot Tribe? It can't be the tribe of Hans's father-in-law, right?

The more William thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, if it was Hans's old man who was in charge of the tribe, and he had never even seen his face, he would probably be friendly if his reputation would be killed.

But if the leader of the tribe becomes Hans, the prestige value must be the beginning of worship, and if you don't do it, you can directly rush to 10,000/10,000 friends of life and death.

If that's the case, then the "in flux" makes sense.

William nodded slowly to confirm his guess, and then reached out and pinched her nose under the frightened gaze of the little witch Carly.

"Are you still afraid of me?"