The point of light disappeared in the blink of an eye, and if Cremar was just an ordinary person, he would have thought that it was just a residual imprint left by the flame on his retina, but the opposite was true, so instead of being confused and deceived, he stood up vigilantly.

"What's wrong?"

"I saw a wolf. Cremar said.

"Ah, that's a lone wolf," said one of the former priests, "I've seen it more than once when I was fetching water, only it, without nipples, a male wolf, blind in one eye, and a little lame in his leg, probably after being wounded in a failed attempt to get the leader of the pack—it sometimes peeks out at the edge of the forest to see what we're doing, but it doesn't attack anyone, it doesn't have to be, and there are rabbits in the woods that are full of grass seeds and berries," he grinned, looking at his skinny arms." They're much fatter than we are. ”

The soul of the other world had only seen wolves in movies, television, and zoos, but never seen wild wolves and wolves, but as far as he could see, this wolf did not look like a lone wolf - although it had been wounded, its body was still strong and strong, and the speed at which the blades of grass retreated smoothly and lightly, silently, like the shadow of a bird skimming the ground, not like a lame leg, or rather, the lame leg did not affect its mobility at all, its back was broad, and its gray-black fur was thick and soft. Fluffy and clean, with no blood clots or other dirt.

"But it's still a beast after all," Cremar said, "and you need weapons that keep you safe." ”

"How about a little hammer?" said the second priest, accompanied by a bitter laugh, "we can use it to crack nuts." ”

The Senior Priest held up a palm, his thin face bearing the same blasphemous imprint, but he still retained some authority in the group, and the laughter immediately disappeared: "I know that everything you say is well-intentioned, Mage," he shook his head calmly, "But we can't take anything more, whether it's from you, or from Grey Ridge, or from the Silvercrown Forest— No, we don't have that much self-esteem and excessive sensitivity, and our rejection is also based on good intentions, young man, your heart is pure and upright, but you have to think about one thing...... That is, if anyone is watching us all the time, your help to us is likely to turn into a group of filthy blasphemers in the Grey Mountains or even the Silvercrown Forest—which is dangerous, and for you, and your people, you may be blamed and suspected by your fellow citizens and friends. ”

"But you are also victims," Cremar said, "and there are others to blame." ”

"Whether we are guilty or not is a foregone conclusion," the senior pastor said, pointing to the imprint on his face: "Our God, our lord, their verdict is right and clear—ignorance, gullibility, negligence, arrogance, and our sins are irrefutable." So, Master, what we need is not weapons, not medicines, but the deepest repentance and atonement. He looked at Cremar with love and understanding in his eyes, "But I thank you the same, you would never have thought of how warm the flame you have given us, child, if one day in my life like a dead leaf will regain the favor of my God, I will pray for you—not only the stars of the magic galaxy, but also the bright and brilliant morning light." ”

- Do you need me to translate for you? The lich said, in short, "Thank you, you're a good man." ”

- I didn't want to pursue any of them.

- Yes, my dear, you're just constantly giving your courtesy.

The otherworldly soul raised his hands in surrender - I see, he said to the lich, and to himself, that I was a little too eager.

He remembered what Kerry had said to him outside the Castle, and he had to admit that the Ranger was right, that good deeds also require careful thought and careful action here, and even more so than evil deeds.

I think you need to calm down for a while, the former immortal said, you should realize, just like some people are addicted to alcohol, some people are addicted to women, some people are addicted to power, you are addicted to doing good, it can bring you peace and pleasure, it makes you forget all your worries, you can't get rid of it, you don't want to get rid of it, but it's destroying your mind and your spirit, fool, it will make you the kind of person you never want to become.

- I thought you'd like it.

- When you want to destroy us? Said the lich.

Adel looked worriedly at his young new friend, who felt that his teacher's words were too harsh, but he had to admit that they were not without reason.

"Hey!" the man sitting next to the senior pastor suddenly shouted, "I don't think so," he said, with a hint of deliberate disapproval, "at least I like the ointment he brought." He showed the people his legs, which had been a fat man, and who had not been able to eat a single thing during his days of incarceration, had lost weight dramatically, and those skins hung from his bones like crumpled silk cloth, covered with bright red scars like Adelle's face, "And rabbits!" he held up his uneaten rabbit legs.

"And I do not consider me guilty," said the other coldly, "I have never appointed an untrustworthy man to a position of such importance, much less of his malfeasance and slackness—I do not hate those who expel and judge me, but I will find a way to remove the stigma and return to the crowd as a mortal." He nodded at Cremar, "But I still have to thank you, mage. ”

He got up from the ground, "I'm going back, the cave is probably still hot, I haven't slept warmly in a while." ”

Two or three people, apparently of the same sentiment as him, left the fire, bowed to Cremar and the senior pastor, and left in silence.

"I'm sorry. Cremar said.

"Resentment?" said the senior priest, "it has been there for a long time," he said quietly, "even earlier than you thought - but they are right to say that it must still be hot in the cave," and he smiled at Cremar, "Now that the old fellow who doesn't know what to do is leaving, may the gods bless you, child." ”

The male wolf lay in the grass, his breathing regular and shallow, his ears erected high, listening to the outside world - the rabbits leaping over the bushes, the larks arranging their feathers, the ants busily cutting the leaves and carrying them back to their nests, the crackling of the human fire was fading, they were walking and saying goodbye, someone brought water from the stream, dousing the embers, the heavy dragging sound - they returned to their burrow, and blocked the entrance to the cave with a stone.

It stood up, walked out of the woods with light steps, and looked up at the sky, which was unobstructed by leaves and branches, and the sky was a deep blue, as deep as a pool of water, and the stars shone in the midst of it, like diamonds, and like pearls, and the air warmed by the flames was rapidly cooling.

It walked slowly and without scruples to the inhabited places of human beings, who were not very intelligent and did not need to worry about traps or poison baits, and with its gray-black tail hanging down, it circled the bulge of the cave a few times, and when it tried to sniff them, it was burned by the low wall that still retained a certain temperature, which made it instinctively whine twice and give up further exploration.

It clawed at the wall, which was harder and more burning inside than the night before, and it lowered its claws, unable to determine if it would last.

It finally came to the stone, the stone chosen by the man was not small, and the gap between the stone and the hole could not even be penetrated by a small snake, and the male wolf flicked it with his paws, and it did not move.

The male wolf turned his ears and left the human cave, and ran through the woods to the barren hills where his people were.

I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival!

This is June 19th.

Three days off, one shift tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are double watches, to thank you for your consistent support and encouragement!

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