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A mistake in prediction, Wei Na ate the strong claws of the demon wolf, and the leather armor sewn from the petrified lizard skin on her body was scraped open a huge opening, and the huge force lifted her to the ground, and the sharp pain in her abdomen for a while made her unable to even get up.

"Weina!"

Not far away, Aronica's voice came from her, she was trying to break through the demon wolf's attack and rush this way. It's just that the demon wolf seems to have guessed her intentions, and the attack is becoming more and more violent, even ignoring his own injuries, and he looks like he wants to drag the mercenary girl here even if he dies.

On the other side, Old Fezes was surrounded by wolves, and the shadow of the sword and the shadow of the wolf were intertwined, and it was not real to see, but you didn't need to think about it to know that the old mercenary was very passive now and couldn't spare his hand at all.

"Damn it!"

What now?

The girl covered her wounds while struggling to stand up on the ground, watching the demon wolf get closer and closer, but there was no way at all, she could only clench the thin stabbing sword in her hand in vain, waiting for the demon wolf to approach, and the final time to die came.

One step, one step at a time!

The demon wolf raised its head in the moonlight, and approached step by step with elegant steps.

Closer, closer, closer......

The sweat in the palm of the sword slipped down the end of the hilt one by one, and Weina's expression became more and more stiff, and at the moment when the demon wolf approached, she forcibly endured the sharp pain in her abdomen and stabbed the last sword, stabbing out the last sword that decided life and death.

However, the stab is empty!

The demon wolf retreated deftly, dodging the heart-piercing sword, and looked at her with a sneering gaze, and then ...... Pricked up your ears?

"Ahh......h

Watching the demon wolves take a few strange steps back, Weina suddenly heard the howl of the wolves, and turned her head slightly—unexpectedly, all the demon wolves gave up the battle and gathered together, snorting at the golden full moon in the sky.

"They seem to have given up?"

In disbelief, Weina's mouth opened wide.

"It seems so."

Eronica said, watching them away with the girl.

"Hey, fortunately they retreated" When the wolves had disappeared from view, Old Fezes let go of the hilt of his sword and half-crouched on the ground, "Otherwise, my old body and bones really can't withstand their tossing, and if I hold on for a while, I'm afraid I'll have to explain it here." ”

"Really, you two." Eronica glanced at Vina, and the girl waved her hand to indicate that it was okay, then walked over to the old mercenary, took out the bandage from his body, and bandaged him. Hearing Old Fez's words, she squinted her eyes: "Who said let's go first, after we are cut off alone, those demon wolves can't help him?" ”

"Well," Old Fez replied subconsciously, and then turned his head away under the mercenary girl's unkind eyes, "Miss, I didn't hear what you just said...... Alas! Be light, miss, you have to be kind to the wounded! ”

"You still know you're wounded!" Eronica said this, but did not continue the topic. Why did Old Firth fight so hard? The answer to this question is, of course, self-evident, the girl just psychologically can't accept that an elder doesn't care for herself so much.

"What's next?" After some time, Old Firth asked.

Eronica didn't react for a moment and asked, "What?" ”

"That little Monia thing." Faith replied succinctly, and then said, "My current injury must go to the Pure White Church to recuperate, although Weina's injury is not particularly serious, but the impact on mobility is too great, and it is unlikely that she will continue to move. ”

After a moment of silence, the girl who was the leader of the mercenary group finally spoke: "I understand. ”

There is no choice at all, Old Feith's injury this time is really very serious, and the girl who treats the wound knows that as long as there are a few wounds that are a little deeper, the result of this battle will be rewritten. And Weina's injuries are also very serious, and it is difficult to even stand.

In this case, she must be held accountable for her partner.

I'm sorry, little Monia.

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On the second floor of the dungeon, in the deep and unknowable darkness.

There were also a dozen or so scarlet eyes lit up, and the magic circles that bound them were weakened by the damage of the coat of arms in general, but they did not fail. Their companions had broken through the iron cage outside, but they were powerless to be bound by the spell, and they could only wait here silently, waiting for the circle's effectiveness to weaken further.

However, their wait did not last long, the confinement effect of the spell had not completely disappeared, and a faint long howl made them can't help but prick up their ears to listen, and then they invariably looked up to the sky and howled, desperately trying to break free from the shackles of the magic circle!

Blazing blood spilled out, and the wolf's wail was filled with pain and inexhaustible rage.

Rush out! Rush out!

It was as if a voice was roaring in the souls of all the demon wolves, and the demon wolves would rather be injured than die than wait here any longer. They struggled, they tore, they froze, some killed by the remnants of the circle's counter-attacks, some blood stained the icy ground.

Dark and unknowable underground, there are souls roaring!

They didn't give up.

They have a reason to continue.

Struggling and roaring, the first demon wolf finally came out of the cage dripping with blood. It seems that the last successful break free has had some kind of effect on the circle, and one after another demon wolves have come out of their confinement, and they are covered in blood and standing side by side, looking up to the sky and roaring.

No more, no less, exactly thirteen.

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Villa area.

The elves gathered, but they did not break into pieces, as old Fezes had guessed, and fled alone. In fact, they had already agreed on a place to reunite, but they only used the language of the elves, and no matter how well-informed the old mercenary was, it was impossible for them to understand.

"Sister Nana is gone."

"Hopefully Yugatrashi will bless her child."

"All we can do is pray."

"Wenwen, have you seen Wenwen?"

"Nope."

"Lily, you have to be mentally prepared......"

"Impossible! At the beginning, Wenwen said that she would survive in my place! She must have hidden, hidden! ”

"Alas......"

"Wait, there must be only nine of us left."

With that, the elves began to wait again, and began to wait in vain.

One mosha passed, ten mosa passed, thirty mosa passed......

Their wait has paid off, but it is not what they wanted.

One by one, giant wolves walked past them, monsters of their kind, but they could only lean together, staring at them with hatred and fear, waiting for their final fate.

Can't you escape after all?

Why! Why is our fate like this!

The elves waited in grief and despair, but unexpectedly, death did not come.

The wolf just walked past them without looking at them.

Like a disciplined army, this group of blood-stained executioners, in unison, calmly passed through the gate of the villa, which could only pass through one giant wolf, and then walked away, thirteen giant wolves, none of them cast even a wisp of gaze at them.

When the last demon wolf disappeared from view, all the elves breathed a sigh of relief, and there was not only the unwillingness to be ignored in their hearts, but more of the happiness of the rest of their lives.

"You say, can we be professionals in our own country?"

An elf asked, no one wants fate not to be in control of themselves, and the elves in exile already know that if they don't have enough strength, only the most miserable fate of slavery awaits them.

"It should be possible, since you dare to gather elves on a large scale, there should be many professionals in the same clan." Another elf replied, "Besides, my grandmother once told me that the Elven dynasty was once the most glorious of times, because we elves are like gods, and each of us has the potential to become professionals. ”

"I hope so."

"Let's stop talking, let's get out of here."

"Lily? You don't wait for ......."

"No, we all know the result, don't we?"

"But those monsters should be gone."

"There are still humans, we continue to wait, sooner or later we will meet humans again."

The elves were silent, for the elves, human beings are more terrible beings than monsters, discovered by giant wolves, but only one death, discovered by humans, what awaits them is the fate of hundreds of years or even generations of enslavement - that is the real life is better than death.

"Let's go, I want to live well instead of Wenwen, become the best archer instead of her, go to the top of the world instead of her, and look down on the scenery of the mountains!"

"Let's go."

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In the forest.

The eleven remaining demon wolves who besieged Faith lingered around the charred wolf corpse on the ground, and they sat in a fan shape around the wolf corpse, snorting at the moon.

"Ahh......h

The voice is sad, like resentment, like admiration, like crying.

"Ahh......h

Not far away, there was the howl of another group of demon wolves, and a moment later, the last demon wolves to escape from the second floor of the dungeon appeared in the forest, and they also walked near the wolf corpse and joined the howling team.

Time passed, and this grand farewell ceremony finally ended. The wolves divided into two factions and confronted each other, and the leaders of the two factions stepped out of the confrontational wolves, leaned down, and looked at each other with scarlet eyes.

"Ahh

The two demon wolves let out a long howl almost at the same time and slaughtered together.

The battle between the demon wolves was simple and rough, that is, pounces, bites and claw strikes, and before ten Musha had passed, the battle decided the winner, the first demon wolf on the second floor of the dungeon to break free from the shackles of spells! It bit down on the neck of the demon wolf on the opposite side, ending the fight.

Release the wolf's kiss and the opponent falls. The new Demon Wolf King howls at the Moon, and all the wolves echo in unison.

Then the new wolf king didn't look at the opponent whose eyes were gradually losing their brilliance, and walked into the charred wolf corpse step by step, caressing the old king's corpse like stroking the long-lost **, and watched quietly for a while.

Then, abruptly, he opened his bloody mouth, bit down, tore off, raised his head, and swallowed!

"Whew!"

It screamed.

"Ahh

The wolves chimed in.

All the demon wolves watched from the sidelines, watching this sacred moment.

The new wolf king licked the old king's body clean little by little, raised his head proudly, and let out a long howl again. Only this time no other demon wolves echoed, and all the demon wolves bowed their noble heads, waiting for the new king's orders.

No surprises, this time too.

It's revenge!

Revenge for the Divine!

Blood for blood, tooth for tooth!

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At the same time, on the other side of the forest.

"Lil, Farna, where are we now?"

"You're lost, Sister Monia."

"Seconded."

"I've made marks along the way!"

"No matter how hard you are, you can't change the fact that you're a road idiot, Sister Monia."

"Seconded."

"I'm not a road idiot, I'm not a road idiot, because it's important to repeat it twice!"

"Are you angry, Sister Monia?"

"Seconded."

"Woo woo woo ......"

Monia sinks.

"I'm really not good at dealing with children!"

Monia groaned feebly.

There is still a long way to go for the little mage.

It's a long ......

-- Volume 1 end

PS: There is also an epilogue to the post-mortem talks.

PS2: Something today, more in the morning.

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