Shanes had an unusual aesthetic, he liked women with wheat-skinned skin and vigorous hair, and even better if they had ears and a tail.

But this did not affect the fact that when he first met, he glanced back and forth at Luna several times with a glamorous gaze.

"What a beautiful stunner." The hunter often sighed, "It would be better if there were more angry eyes." ”

He didn't know where the lake-blue eyes were fully indicating the identity of the huntress:

She is a believer of Iso, and she only has Azu's fanatical followers in her head.

Along with her strength, she was also forcibly elevated to the realm by Isu, just like Lord Garden did to them.

But that's not the same at all, the hunter thought.

He never doubted his loyalty to Garden, a faith that did not need to be questioned.

At the beginning, the pride of the wolf people, the lone wolf Shanes, was infected with the plague and was terminally ill, so in order not to infect the people, he chose to leave the tribe on his own initiative and march alone in the direction of Hogarth.

Legend has it that it was the sacred mountain of the orcs, and he wished that he could die close to the holy mountain.

Of course, he also expects a miracle to happen: for example, the low temperature happens to cure him of the plague, and for example, he encounters some reclusive legend, and the other party takes him as a vain.

However, the story is all about the wolf cub, until he falls headlong in the snow and feels his body temperature pass away with his life, none of this happens.

But a voice in the dream asked him if he would be willing to sacrifice his devout faith in exchange for a new life.

Without the slightest hesitation, Shanes directly refused.

He hates faith, he hates all rigidity and conservatism, he loves freedom, there is nothing to restrain him, he is a lone wolf Shanes, even if he dies, it is still a "dead lone wolf Shanes".

He didn't want to live like the shaman of the tribe, praying all day long, listening to the voice of God in his dreams, and it was better to live like that than to kill him, so he refused and showed no mercy.

He was going to die anyway, and he didn't care what would happen if he angered the other party.

However, his refusal surprised the voice, and the other party said like a bastard, "Hey, I'm grumpy, I'm going to die, I'm going to let you die", and then saved him in a serious way.

Shanes was surprised to find that this guy looked a little like him.

Then he woke up, and next to him was a young man in a red robe, barefoot in the ice and snow, with an open chest, and a smile that was very flattering.

He asked the other party what he wanted to do with him, and this life didn't belong to him anymore anyway, but the other party was very simple.

"I want you to give me all of it, including your heart and will."

He still remembered it, because he had said something similar—but to a fox dancer who had a sweet laugh.

Later, it was a long time to argue, and for the first time he found out that there were scoundrels and hooligans who were more rogue than him, and the most infuriating thing was that he couldn't beat the other party.

When he returned to the tribe and tore his face with the people who had usurped his family, the guy said on the side:

"You believe me, I can make you the king of the wolf people."

He refused without even thinking about it.

When he was driven away by his people, and pursued and killed all night, and fled day and night, this fellow said again:

"You believe me, I can give you great power to tear any enemy apart."

He refused again.

He was poisoned, cornered, and surrounded by strong enemies, and this goods came again.

"I know what you're going to ask, I just don't believe it!"

He said this at the time, with hatred for life and a desire for strength.

But the guy grinned and replied, "Oh, I didn't intend to ask this time, just to see how you died." ”

Then Shanes laughed, so excited, so hard that he collapsed to the ground, and his enemies were frightened by him, and they all took a few steps back.

He knew that when he took the initiative to talk to the other party, he had already lost. He pinned his hopes on the appearance of this guy, he longed for power, he longed to tear apart his enemies, he longed to become the king of the wolf people.

Then he naturally became the King of Hunters, Shanes, Lord Garden's most devout lackey, a believer who would prostrate at the feet of Lord Garden even if the world was destroyed.

That's faith.

That's what it means to be a believer.

As for the elf named Luna?

Heh, it's just a puppet.

……

Shanes was reminiscing about the past when Boiling Blood suddenly pulled at his trousers. The hunter looked back at it, good fellow, the woman riding the leopard is here again.

"Let's go, have a good meal today!"

The hunter wiped his hair, took the golden bow Saffindos from his back, jumped straight down from the burning tower, and stood in front of the mighty elven army with two dogs.

Led by Luna, who rides a black panther, and behind her, the Woodthroat Village Bear, who is forced to join the fight, and a series of stone golems and fairy dragons around Ashenvale.

Although the fairy dragon has the word "dragon" in its name, it is actually just a level 6 magical beast that feeds on ghosts and comes from the twilight forest.

At the back are the elven soldiers who oversee the battle.

Behind Shanes, there was also a gradual surge of black pressure from the Alien Fire Cultists, they were all covered in black hoods, their naked arms were like scalding patients, their skin was red, full of cracks, and from time to time sparks burst out, as if there was hot magma below.

"Hey, woman." Shanes pinched his little finger at his nose, flicked his boogers, and smiled at Luna, "Do you want to listen to a bad joke?" ”

Luna didn't answer, but raised the moon blade in her hand and swung forward:

"Silvermoon Soldiers, attack—"

For a moment, the roars and trampling of stone golems and bear monsters were like thunder, and the tremors of the earth radiated from here to all corners of the Sunset Forest.

"Cut, a woman who has no interest at all, you won't please a man like this."

Shanes shrugged his nose and slowly stretched out his arms, the golden bow Saffindas pulled into a full moon in his hand, and the elements naturally converged into an arrow and rested on his finger.

"This arrow, for Lord Gardon—"

Then let go.

"Boom-hum~"

The bowstring quivered, and a stream of flame shot out heading straight for Luna.

The huntress leaped from the leopard's body, and the sky darkened on the battlefield, and moonlight fell from the sky, encircling her, and heading straight for the arrows.

"Too young."

Shanes snorted.

The moment the arrow and the moonlight came into contact, it split into eight in an instant, then eight into sixty-four, and the fire bolt intertwined into a large net, perfectly brushing Luna past her, heading straight for the soldier behind her.

The Huntress secretly uttered a bad cry, stopped her momentum, and turned to chase back.

However, it was too late, and the fire net was like a scythe that harvested life, gradually approaching a stubble of fresh souls, and before it could be touched, the faces of the bears at the front of the team were already scorched black.

At this moment, a change of fortune happened!

The net of fire seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and its speed plummeted, and it looked like it was slowing down.

Shanes frowned and looked around.

He suddenly remembered the elf he had seen in Imotru who was good at space magic.

"Amathe?"

The next plot is something I conceived half a year ago...... I didn't expect to drag on this--what-long...... Yes...... Wonders mislead the country......