Vines wrapped around Crorey, and a Night Elf druid sat beside him, his eyes closed as if he were meditating on something. Crowley's face was serene and serene. Ares had never seen a werewolf like this, in stark contrast to the blood-toothed werewolf he had seen in Gilneth that day.

"Weird, isn't it? They were making spiritual connections, and the druids came into his dreams, healed him from his mental wounds, and helped him overcome his inner wildness and bloodlust. ”

Belissa walked over and said with a smile. She always walked so lightly that Ares was almost unaware of her coming.

"But isn't he already well, I saw him wake up once two days ago?"

Ares asked curiously. Over the course of a few days, Belisa's patterned face had gradually made him feel comfortable.

"Conscious, but it still needs a period of healing, Great Lord, you must know that treating werewolves is not a matter of one or two days, it is a long process, and some werewolves have been treated here for half a year to control their wildness. Their tempers become irritable, even after they are cured. ”

Belissa said, handing a glass of cool dew to Ares.

"Try it, our drink."

Taking the glass cup handed by Belissa, Ares took a sip, and there was almost no taste in his mouth, and he felt a burst of sweetness only when he reached his throat.

"How long have you been living here?"

Ares then asked. It's been a week since he arrived, and the rainforest still amazes and impresses him. However, it is also understandable why the healed werewolf wants to go back, as there is almost no daylight here...... No sunlight can penetrate this forest. Don't talk about others, if you were Ares herself, you wouldn't be able to stay for long.

"Five hundred years."

Belissa replied calmly.

Ares knew that five hundred years was a long time for humans, but for the Night Elves, it was only a short period of time, and the lifespan of this race blessed by Elune could reach tens of thousands of years. These Night Elves in front of you may be immigrants who have arrived here in the past five hundred years, and their appearance and skin may not change at all in five hundred years. It's just that in the past 500 years, we have witnessed too much suffering, but it has not been fulfilled, and perhaps it is also a kind of torture.

……

On the eighth day, Crowley was completely awakened, and his thick hair and sharp claws seemed to sink into your flesh at the touch of his hand. But Ares knew that this guy was no longer a bloodthirsty monster, but a truly sane werewolf with a full soul. He can even talk, chat, run healthily like a normal person, and of course, he howls......

"I feel like I've been hungry for weeks, and no amount of food I eat now will fill my stomach."

Crolley said, sticking his head into the bowl and licking the food in the bowl with a loud squirming sound. Not paying attention to their own image in the slightest. It made everyone laugh.

"You did go hungry for weeks."

Ares said with a smile. The Crowley in front of him, and Crolley half a month ago, are simply two different creatures, he is tall and burly, one face is completely a wolf face, except for the action like a human, in other aspects, it is completely a wolf.

"Ares, no matter what, you succeeded. You saved me, you saved everyone. ”

After feeding all the food on the table, Crowley burped and began to speak slowly. After eating, he still maintained his speaking aura and etiquette like the original great lord. Despite his appearance that he is no longer human.

"Not all of them, there were several soldiers who died on the way to treatment."

Ares replied calmly.

"It's unfortunate that I haven't heard about it yet."

"But this is normal, and it is not possible for everyone who is injured to be healed."

Crowley whispered back.

"What's next? Lord of Crowley. ”

Gianna asked.

"I don't know, I'm sure I can't go back to Gilneth now, Gene hates werewolves, and he will kill all werewolves, even if they were his men."

Crolley said, a wave of exhaustion and helplessness on the wolf's face.

"Then we can't just sit here and do something. Gilneth needs people like you, lord. ”

Gianna said anxiously.

"But what can we do? It's just a bunch of beasts. At least in the eyes of others. ”

Crowley sighed. He has not yet fully grasped the change of human form, and sometimes even sees his own face in the reflection, which makes him feel disgusted.

"No, you are not beasts, you are werewolves, a race to be proud of, no need to hide, Lord Crowley, there is not much time left for us, we must be made to accept the fact that werewolves have spread throughout Gilneis."

While everyone was silent, Ares suddenly put the cup down and said loudly.

At this moment, all the people at the long table cast strange glances. Even the priestess Belissa looked at Ares in amazement, the young, and energetic Crusader lord, who seemed to lack judgment and rational analysis of unknown difficulties?

"It's impossible, if Jean wants to accept the werewolf, it's better to kill him. Before, he wouldn't even open the Greymane Wall, let alone ask him to accept werewolves now. ”

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Crowley said with his head down.

"But we have no choice, if we don't go back, if we delay like this, there will be no future for Gilnehs, and Jean and his people will perish. I have no intention of offending you, High Lord, but it is true. Only by returning the werewolves and joining forces against the cursed blood-toothed werewolves can Gilneth survive. Otherwise, there is already a huge disparity in the number of troops. ”

Ares said, his tone getting tougher.

"But it's too risky, Ares. If you don't get it right, you'll expose Tarendor and Belissa and the Night Elves will be innocently involved in the war. ”

Crowley retorted. His voice became thicker, and his hair fluttered unconsciously, a sign of werewolf anger.

"It's only a matter of time before Tarentor is exposed, and if we don't work together, the Gilnes will cease to exist, and when the time comes, will the Bloodfang Werewolves let this place go? No, it won't! They will search every corner of the forest, conquer and enslave all the inhabitants of this peninsula, all the creatures, and the werewolf curse is not terrible, what is terrible is that it makes us cowardly, we become backward and lose our courage. ”

"Honorable Priestess Belissa, I have no intention of involving you in this war, but my words are reality, and we will have to face it one day."

Ares and Crore were on the verge of an argument, and then Ares turned to the priestess Belissa.

"You ......"

Crowley shuddered with rage, his sharp claws leaving marks on the table. But, unexpectedly, Belissa actually stood up and agreed with Ares......

Maybe he's right...... This curse is not only about the fate of Gilneis, but also about ours, the fate of all of us......"