The night shrouded the wilderness outside the capital of the Blue Lion King.

Perhaps because the prey he was carrying was too heavy, Jack didn't notice something was wrong when he returned to camp. The wolfwalker remained in a beastly state on all fours, and the heat from the vigorous exercise of his naked upper body emitted puffs of white smoke. He wiped the still warm blood on his chin, and the hunt just now made the werewolf feel very happy. In order to control his power more freely, fighting against all kinds of wild animals, especially fierce beasts, has almost become Jack's hobby in recent days.

"Hey, come and see! I'm hunting a big guy this time! I didn't expect there to be such a big bear here, and it would take me a long time to put it down. "The carcass of a brown bear that was nearly three meters tall on its back was put on the ground with a dull sound. Jack shouted in the direction of the campfire.

However, while the campfire is still radiating heat and light. But no response came from the direction of the campfire.

Jack's nerves tensed up instantly, and the wolfwalkers could detect the anomaly in the camp without anyone reminding him. Laying down his prey, Jack carefully half-crouched down to minimize the possibility of himself being spotted by an imaginary enemy. The werewolf moved as lightly as he could, pushing away the grass between him and the campfire. Later, he saw that although the camping equipment by the campfire was still there, his companions were gone.

"Goat's beard, what the hell. "No further confirmation, Superman's sight and hearing make it clear that no one was near the campfire and the wagon. Across the grass, Wolfwalker stood in front of the campfire and looked around his surroundings, and he needed to find more clues to deduce where his companions were going.

There didn't look anything strange in the camp, there were no signs of fighting, and there was no smell of blood in the air. Jack had to crouch down to get a closer look at the footprints on the ground. After transforming into a wolfwalker, he found that his eyesight was much better than before, and if it were Jack as a human, it would never be possible to distinguish the footprints in the camp just by the dim light of the campfire.

Although the three were similar in size, the Wolfwalker could still find the difference between Elsa's footprints. The boss's footprints are the heaviest, this is because she has not received professional military training, although she can compete with the Frost Guardian in combat skills, but in ordinary times, she will not subconsciously hide herself like a soldier.

The footprints that are shallower than Elsa's footprints come from Heather, not that the military quality of the female knight is not as good as Mona's, but as a knight, Heather's equipment is always heavier, and the texture of the soles of the delicate leather shoes worn by nobles is also very easy to recognize.

Mona's footprints were shallower than the previous two, and even the slightest trace on the ground would not have been noticed by a normal tracker unless they were particularly observed. Although the Frost Guardians do not carry out missions in the plains, cavemen in caves are also good at tracking their prey, and without such basic skills, a person's footprints may lead the caveman to the Legion's station.

Confirming that there were roughly equal footprints from the three of them in the camp, Jack breathed a sigh of relief, indicating that they should have acted together. However, the next move of the werewolf's footprints puzzled him again. Although the three footprints started in different positions, Jack could understand that they were in different positions at the time. However, the footprints all took a few steps in the same direction, and stayed where they were for a short time. This can be inferred from a few particularly deep footprints.

Although it may be a simple coincidence, the Wolfwalkers' view of this phenomenon is inclined to favor that Elsa and the others were talking or listening to something together. Because there were no logs or anything else to rest in the vicinity of the footprints, and there were no campfires or anything else to build near the footprints, which meant that they were not working or resting there.

Trying to stand where Mona had stayed and glancing around, Jack didn't notice anything unusual. He had already patrolled the camp long before he went hunting, and there was nothing around him that would attract the attention of all three of them. So, what were they watching or listening to?

After a moment of confusion, Jack looked up at the moon rising in the sky. At this moment, it suddenly occurred to the wolfwalkers, could it be that the things that Elsa and the others saw did not come from the ground, but something that needed to be seen by raising their heads? With this thought, Jack turned his gaze to the footprints on the ground again, and after briefly speculating on the direction of the footprints of the three of them, the wolfwalkers stood in Heather's position and looked into the air. But there was nothing but the branches of the trees and the starry sky.

Jack shook his head, feeling that his idea was a little too simplistic. It is too wishful thinking to deduce that the three of them have been attracted by something just by their footprints, and there are many ways to leave traces in front of their eyes. But in the process of shaking his head, the werewolf's eyes caught a glimpse of the grass in the direction he had deduced that there was a little white.

That's not the color of the plants, and there are no plants with white flowers in the area. Jack walked over to the bushes, and he brushed aside the weeds that stood in the way, and found that what was in the bushes was a feather. A white feather, and judging by the size of this feather, its owner must not be too small.

As a hunter in the forest, Jack promises to know most of the birds in the Greylion's territory. But in his mind, no bird that inhabits this neighborhood has such feathers. Intuition tells the wolfwalkers that the feather is most likely related to Elsa's disappearance.

It was not feasible to continue tracking the footprints of the three men, who became difficult to track once they entered the area where the vegetation grew. The lush vegetation itself can hide most of the traces. But it is even more impossible to find the whereabouts of the proprietress with a feather. For a moment, Jack was at an impasse.

"Excuse me, is it Mr. Jack?" a woman's voice suddenly came from the direction of the royal capital.

When Jack looked up, he saw a blonde woman on the side of the road. Although there was no reason, Wolfwalker subconsciously thought of spring when he saw her.