"Damn, how did you become like this! Guardsman! ”

Jean shouted, because it was a banquet, there were no guards around him, and he didn't have a gun in his hand, otherwise, it is estimated that the stubborn old king would have pointed his gun at the "monster" who would transform into Crowley.

"Wait, King Jean, don't you want to know how Lord Crowley came to be like this?"

The guards outside the hall hurried in, and Ares stood up and shouted to Jean.

I saw that the old king was stunned for a moment, and then scolded loudly and angrily-

"No matter how he became like this, he is already a werewolf, already a beast!"

"Guard, catch him! Kill it! ”

Jean continued to yell.

I saw that the guard in front of him took out the shotgun behind him and aimed it at Crowley's head. Crowley roared and growled, his werewolf eyes fixed on the guard, a pair of claws making deep marks on the table, but he held back, did not pounce on the guard and bite the guard, otherwise, he would be just a beast like those bloodthirsty blood-toothed werewolves. He wants Jean to see that the healed werewolves are rational and restrained species, they are humans, humans with wolf bodies!

"What are you doing? Kill him! ”

Jean roared.

However, in the next second, the picture of the bullet not appearing, and Gianna turned the two king's guards in front of Crolley into two sheep in an instant......

"Gianna? Are you in the same league as them?! ”

Jean exclaimed. His face was full of confusion and anger. Angry fists slammed down on the table, and the entire table of plates and wine glasses rattled.

"They are not beasts, Your Majesty."

I saw Gianna turn around and reply gracefully.

"What's that? Could it be that he is also human? Crowley, I grew up watching, his body has always been very weak, I have never seen him drink more than two glasses of spirits, he is not Crolley, he is not human, he is a mutated beast! ”

Jean angrily accused.

"King Jean, you are wrong, Crowley is still Crowley, he is a human and a werewolf, as long as he wants, he can retain his human form, or he can freely switch to the state of a werewolf, but his mind, his will belongs to himself, otherwise, under the guns of your soldiers, he will not maintain the sanity and composure just now. There is a fact that you may not know, there are many such werewolves in your subordinates and your army, but on weekdays, they are afraid of revealing their identities and being hunted by you, but they are werewolves, but you and I don't know. ”

Ares stepped out of his seat and walked over to Jean on the throne, politely explaining.

"No, it's impossible, I don't have werewolves under my command, and there are no such beasts in my army!"

Jean also stood up and confronted Ares and Crowley's party. The officers around him quietly put their hands on the barrels of their guns, if something unexpected happened. After all, in front of him, there stood a werewolf who looked huge and fierce.

"That's just what you don't know, werewolves can be cured, through special natural spells, they can be turned back into human form, they can be allowed to retrieve the memory of human nature, and in the absence of external stimuli, they can even maintain their human form for a lifetime, you and I can't find it at all. And, according to my guess, your son, Liam, is not dead, he was just bitten by a blood-toothed werewolf and turned into a werewolf. ”

Walking up to Jean, Ares said so calmly. They looked at each other, Jean's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he seemed to believe Ares's words. But the changes in Crowley made him shocked and curious.

"How can I believe what you say, Ares."

After a brief moment of silence, Jean spoke. His gaze softened a little, perhaps talking about his son's condition, and seeing the situation when Crolley had just transformed, he was a little moved, however, this did not mean that he believed in Ares and believed Crolley 100%.

"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we are going to try, let the druid heal your son Liam, please trust me, they can cure Liam, no matter what, we can't give up any hope. Lord Crolley was only healed by a druid to become what he is now, and you yourself have seen it with your own eyes, taking on a human form. ”

In the face of Jean's skeptical attitude, Ares replied neither humbly nor arrogantly. You can see that Gianna and the werewolf Crolley behind him also have affirmative expressions. Jean began to compromise from his heart. His kingdom is just as important as his son, and like King Terenus, he loves his son dearly, and Liam is almost everything to him. And now, the commander of the Scarlet Crusader in front of him has grasped his weakness.

"Alas, bring your companions, Liam in the underground prison, Ares, let me see Liam's rebirth with my own eyes, or I will take all my army and find every werewolf and every druid in the forest!"

The stubborn King Jean of Gilneth said resentfully, however, everyone heard it, it was more like a wail, a father's helpless compromise. For the sake of Liam, Jean gave up the pride and stubbornness he had held all his life.

Eventually, the Night Elves arrived. The appearance of the druids surprised everyone, and they changed from cheetahs to human forms in full view. Then, take with them the herbs and magic tools necessary to heal the werewolves. Belissa led the three druids to Liam's cage.

He was like the blood-toothed werewolf that people saw in Gilneth that day, horrified, crazy, hysterical. For several days, Jean was reluctant to throw raw meat into it, unwilling to see his son become as bloodthirsty as a beast, and as a result, Liam's madness and collapse were exchanged. From time to time, his bloody mouth opened open, sticky saliva dripping to the ground, and sharp teeth gnawed at the iron bars of the cage, making a grinding sound. It's like a mad wolf with a drug.

"Don't worry, Jean, they'll cure Liam. Like Liam, I started out bloodthirsty and couldn't control my wildness. However, the spiritual healing of the druids is powerful. Rest assured, my king. ”

Standing outside the bar, Crowley tried to comfort Jean as much as he could. He was a king, and at the same time, a father. If someone can save his son, then, more than anything else.

"I hope so."

"But Liam is under too much of a curse, a month, this time is too long, I'm afraid these druids will have to work hard for a while."

Crowley sighed.