It feels a lot better.

After a day and a night of running-in, my body finally accepted the fact of living with the blood of the wild. Sitting by the fire, I looked as if I had completely stepped out of the shadows, full of energy and a full countenance. Last night's pain and struggle was a nightmare, and even though the blood of the wild may have planted dangerous seeds in me, I should still look to the future.

Wild Blood not only gave me the active ability to transform into a werewolf, but also gave me some passive amplification. First of all, I have a pair of hunter-sharp eyes, able to see through all the fog of the night, through all camouflage - but this is not used to wearing glasses for many years.

In addition, my physique is much stronger than before. Although I don't look like I've changed much in appearance, I'm confident that I'm on par with the rest of my comrades-in-arms in terms of physical strength.

Whether it's a sledgehammer or a two-handed axe, you can wield it freely. The skill is not yet superb, but I have been able to do whatever I want, and I can immediately adjust the direction of the weapon at any point I want, without being subject to the inertia of the weapon itself.

Wild Blood does have its merits. Maybe after a while of practicing my skills here, I can become a good fighter.

"Under the moon."

A familiar voice greeted me, and I froze, turned and began to talk to him.

"Hello, Big Brother Farkas."

"I heard you've become one of us?"

"That's right."

"Did you do it voluntarily?"

Voluntarily? This question from Farkas puzzled me. By voluntariness, do you mean voluntarily accepting the blood of the wild, or is it voluntarily subject to the side effects of the blood of the wild? Having previously confirmed that Ella had nothing to do with this possible plot, I decided to have a few more words with Faccas, after all, his transformation was the direct cause of my acquisition of Wild Blood, and from my personal point of view, he is a person I have a good opinion of.

“…… That's right. Don't you know what happened last night? ”

"I just learned about it. Scott and Ella didn't inform me and Krako in advance. ”

Facas's answer was unexpected, but it was also reasonable. I asked Scorko what the ceremony was where only the two of them were present, and he told me that Krako considered the blood of the wild a curse. Now it seems that the situation is more complicated.

"Sounds like Skoyue and Krako are at odds?"

"Since you are voluntary, then I have nothing to say. Krako wants to see you. ”

Farkas did not give me a direct reply. Fortunately, now I should indeed meet with the supreme leader of the Brothers-in-Arms and see if I can get some information about me that will allow me to get through the days when Uncle Musk is not with me.

……

"Wilcas, has something happened?" I asked about Wilcas in front of me.

"You've disappointed Krako."

Disappointed? Is this hinting at me? Isn't my conjecture unfounded?

Wilcas let go of the body blocked in front of the door. His tone wasn't very happy, but it was much gentler than Krako in the room.

"Skoe Month...... We have a difference of opinion, but why did he do this behind my back? He doesn't even dare to come back to see me now! Ella! You're going to give me an explanation! ”

Talking to Krako, he said that he didn't like to recognize the wild blood in his body, and he didn't think that Shure's glory would come to him because of it. But why would he be so angry about this incident? I walked into Krako's bedroom with a puzzled look.

Krako must strive to keep his rest space organized and organized, and the objects placed in the bedroom are delicate and elegant, and they seem to be full of humanity. The brilliant gem on the bookshelf immediately caught my attention, but it was clear that I shouldn't be paying attention there right now.

"Ella, I need an explanation."

Krako restrained his anger and asked Ella a question, but the displeasure in his words could not be concealed. After last night's speculation about the side effects of Wild Blood, I would now rather trust Ella, who is unaware of this, but it is Krako, who has been shushing me these days, to make me wary - if there is any conspiracy, the old man in front of me is probably the ultimate mastermind.

"The person who discovers our secret, either kill him or make him one of us, this has been the case for so many years, isn't Skoyue also a comrade-in-arms group who joined because of you? And you're hesitating on the same thing now, so Scoryue and I made our own claims with his consent. ”

"You ......" Krako was tempted to refute, but couldn't think of the right words. He sighed, and his expression finally softened, "I have my own plans, and I have my own difficulties. ”

"Forgive me for being a little overtoned. I have always respected and followed you, and I will be no exception in the future. But this time you are wrong, it's not a curse, we became the greatest hunters of the land. Rather than your restlessness in the afterlife of Songard, I will gladly accept the glory of the hunt that Helsin has bestowed upon me. ”

After Ella finished speaking, she took a step back and stood by the wall, assuming a stubborn posture that was difficult to recover.

"Under the moon, you heard my conversation with Ella, what do you think of the wild blood on your body?"

My presence eased the awkward atmosphere in the room slightly, and Krako quickly turned the conversation to me standing in front of the door. I was very unhappy with this, and I was confused by their conversation, and I was disgusted to answer this ambiguous question before I could figure it out. But my weakness is still in the other person's hands, and I must answer carefully to appease the other person, both to cater to the innocent image that the other person usually portrays for himself, and to imply that I voluntarily surrender my weakness to the other person.

"I know your intentions, a noble and pure Nord who does not want to bear the identity of a beast. But I ...... This amount of force is not excluded. ”

Strangely enough, I thought I had answered perfectly, and Krako's face became even more ugly when he heard my words, even more so than when I had refused to remain in my comrades. Isn't my answer straightforward enough? But he doesn't have to put on such a face.

"I know what you're worried about. You can rest assured that I will control this strength and will not do anything that is contrary to the glory of my comrades. ”

"No, I'm not worried at all that you're going to behave out of line."

The words I had come up with seemed to be working at last, and Krako's answer relieved me. But he soon said something inexplicable and incomprehensible.

"I'm just sorry, very sorry. You're not from Nord and Songard doesn't mean much to you. Since you have chosen your destination according to your own wishes...... I'm just sorry. ”

I used three "regrets" in a row, which gave birth to a taste of ridicule in my heart, which made me impatient and restless. What the hell is he hiding? What exactly does he want to do? Even though I've always been gentle and outwardly speaking, I can't help it anymore.

But just as I was about to ask him an impatient question, he waved his hand and let us out of his room.

……

I followed Ella, hoping to get some information from her. As soon as I listened to the argument between Ella and Krako, I suddenly thought of Scoryue, whom I had been ignoring, and who must have hidden some secrets.

"Ella, is Scoryue really afraid to come back and face Krako? In my eyes, he doesn't look like a person who doesn't have responsibility. ”

Ella's complexion suddenly became solemn as she listened, as if I had asked a question that wasn't quite appropriate.

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Huh? What is the difference between truth and falsehood? ”

"There is no difference in my eyes. Lies are false, but they can also be made reasonable; The truth is hard to accept, as if it was made up. ”

"I'm definitely going to tell the truth."

"Come to my room."

Is there any heavyweight news? My heart was lifted at once.

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"As you just said, I believe that you are also a responsible person."

With that, Ella left her room, leaving me alone in her room.

I didn't have the heart to look at the furnishings as I did in Scoryue and Krako's room, and I was shocked at what Ella had told me.

Scorp really doesn't care about any conflict with Krako, unless there are some special reasons that prevent him from coming back. Ella told me that there was only one reason he didn't come back because he was dead. Moreover, he ...... Death is at my hands.

At Ella's prompting, I vaguely remembered that I was fighting another one-eyed werewolf some time after I woke up from my werewolf state, and I even remember that I ended up reaching for his vital point.

All this surprised me, the current situation has become confusing, and I have actually broken into another catastrophe. The side effects of Wild Blood are nothing compared to this bombshell!

What should I do? Skoyue is dead, and no amount of remorse I can repent. As a murderer, how should I face Ella, who knows the *, in the future? Although Ella did not reveal any obvious hostility, and even expressed her willingness to reconcile, I could no longer hold my head up and face everyone around me.

Even, if this secret is known to others, what will they do to me? This secret must not be exposed in broad daylight...... By the way, as long as the person who knows* dies, don't you ......

No way! I can't continue to make mistakes just as wrong.

Just now, I was almost taken advantage of by the ebony blade on my waist. I realized that my mind was very chaotic right now, and I decided to put these things aside for the time being to avoid making irrational choices.

……

"Not all crew members have chosen to follow our great leader, Isgrammer. Some looked at the mountains in the distance and returned to their boats, for their hearts were connected to the waves. ”

"These sturdy and long crews, who come from the edge of the continent of Atmora, are always the first to spot the sun's first brilliant colors at dawn. The great Ginares lifted their spirits as she blew them along the coast to the south of the continent, where the unknown hinterland of Tamriel beckoned them. The brave crew exercise their duties and steer their ships across the icy sea. ”

"As time passed, the drifters encountered terrible scenarios, and what they saw and heard along the way was completely beyond their knowledge. A great desert like this has never been seen in their homeland, and the inhabitants have a skin color like roasted meat; The elves were beaten to the ground on the flat ground, but they were able to hide in the forest and resist stubbornly; Not to mention the eagle-fanged, erect beasts that can speak like humans and elves; In the southern swamps, they have even fought fiercely with lizards that can stand upright. ”

"They are so brave and hopeful, they have never been afraid of the strange world, but they have to admit that in the vast Temriel, they are small after all, and they cannot truly dominate this new land full of danger and opportunity."

……

I put down the "Song of Return" in my hand. Although reading calmed my mind a little, it also made me more tired. I lay on the table and fell asleep.