Jones stepped back a distance, giving the werewolf enough space.

The werewolf finally stood on both legs outside the cage and looked at Jones warily. The magic runes on the shackles shimmered in the firelight.

After a stalemate for a while, Jones turned his face to Dora and said, "You go to your father's study to see if there are any books in barbarian language." ”

"Yes, Master Jones. Dora turned and left.

The door opened, and the werewolf didn't seem to want to run, but still looked at Jones with her eyes wide and wary.

"Are you hungry? I have something here that may not taste good. Jones took a plate of water and a roasted venison, took a step forward, placed it in front of the werewolf, and stepped back again.

Although zombies need to eat meat, they have no sense of taste. So, although there was venison in the castle, there was no suitable seasoning. The werewolf doesn't seem to mind, though.

After a few probing, she crouched down and nibbled desperately on the venison, as if she was very hungry.

Jones just crouched and watched.

After a while, Dora finally came back with a book: "Master Jones, this is the only one. ”

On the cover of the book, the words "Barbarian Language" are written in the words of the Blood Clan.

Taking the book, Jones looked down and flipped through it.

It's a reference book, which looks hundreds of years old and is somewhat broken. However, there is no problem with it.

Comparing what he wanted to say, Jones copied and copied it, and quickly figured out a barbarian pronunciation. Then he whispered in brute language, "Hello, my name is Jones, and I am a Blood, but I have no ill will towards you. It was I who saved you from Adair, so you shouldn't have any ill will towards me. Adair was the one who stood with me when I was in the arena. ”

After saying that, Jones quietly looked at the werewolf woman.

The werewolf seemed to understand, and froze for a moment, with meat still in her mouth, and stared blankly at Jones.

After confirming that the other party understood, Jones then said in brute language, "You must be resenting me, you will think that I ruined your chances of freedom." But in reality, you can't be free at all. They're ready to kill you in the third game. There will be no chance of fulfillment of promises. ”

The werewolf quickly swallowed the meat in her mouth, and then said something in brute.

Unfortunately, Jones can't translate this sentence...... The book is designed to make it easy for the Bloods to translate their own language into Barbarian, however, it is difficult to translate Barbarian into lingua franca. Unless you've learned most of the barbarian languages and can memorize the awkward pronunciations of the barbarian languages.

So, after a long time, Jones couldn't translate the werewolf's words, so he could only breathe helplessly and began to translate another sentence: "I can't translate the content of your words, but I'm sure you can understand what I said." They gave you to me as a slave, but I don't intend to have you as a slave. I want to give you back your freedom. Of course, there has to be a process. When we trust each other, I can untie the shackles on you. You can go anywhere you want, and I can send you there. After all, this is the settlement of the Blood Peninsula, and if I let you go like that, you'll be caught again in no time. Do you agree with this?"

The werewolf nodded dumbly.

"Okay, then I declare now that you can move freely in this castle. Let Dora help you take a shower and change your clothes first. Also, what's your name?"

The female werewolf hesitated slightly, and spat out two words: "Guya." ”

With only two pronunciations still easy to find, Jones quickly turned to the meaning of "quaint" in the book - "simple people, common among barbarians, female names".

"Communication is over. Jones said this in lingua franca, and wiped his sweat. Talking while looking up a dictionary is a very tiring thing. In particular, Jones has a lot to say, which means that he has to look up the dictionary for half a day every time he says a word. In any case, the communication was a success. At least that's what Jones thinks: "You take her to the shower and change her clothes." ”

"Okay. I'll give her my mother's clothes!" replied Dora cheerfully.

The werewolf's gaze shifted back and forth between Dora and Jones in a somewhat dazed manner.

......

Dora thought that Master Jones would just let her go. ”

"That's something Gray does, I won't. Even if I'm not afraid, I have to think about what she would do if she attacked my family. You keep an eye on her for me. ”

As he spoke, Jones closed the lid of his coffin.

Bloodlines, like humans, need to rest. It's just that you need to take a little less rest, only about three hours a day. And afraid of the sun.

Therefore, the sleep time of the blood clan is generally daytime. Of course, they can also be "night owls" like humans. Like Jones and Dora, when they stayed in Salted Fish Harbor, they were two standard "night owls".

However, most of the Bloodline's men are able to move around during the day. For example, zombies.

The Jones family's castle has no day or night, like Heard, it has day and night. There is a large number of blood clan activities there at night, and during the day, there is a whole army of zombies. Although zombies are not very intelligent, if there are enough of them, the deterrent effect is still very sufficient.

After a hard night's sleep, Jones woke up to dinner the next day. If it weren't for dinner, Jones probably wouldn't have gotten out of bed. Now he just wants to leave here early and return to the salted fish port that "belongs to him". Not knowing how the war between Gray and the Dragons was going on, Jones suddenly missed the feeling of running between battlefields every day.

Strangely, this time Jones woke up and Dora wasn't in his room. In the past, every time he opened his eyes, Dora would be the first to appear. "Dora, are you there?" Jones opened the door and stuck his neck out, the hallway was empty, and there was no one: "Where did you go? ”

Sleep later than yourself and wake up earlier than yourself. I have to say that Dora is really a conscientious maid...... It's good in every way except a little silly.

With a change of clothes, Jones went straight to the bathroom to freshen up.

There was only one of them in the steam, and to be honest, Jones was a little unaccustomed. After a casual rub twice, Jones gave up the idea of taking a shower seriously, changed his clothes and left. It's almost like just passing through the water.

"Dora——! where are you? Did you see Dora?" Jones stopped a zombie sweeping the floor.

"It seems to be in the yard. The zombie replied.

Jones was stunned for a moment. Turning his face to the side, he noticed that it was raining outside the window.

"Running into the yard in the rain, don't you think you don't have enough water in your head?"

Walking down the stairs, Jones looked through the window to see Dora standing in the rain with an umbrella. Right next to her, Quaya lay motionless on the ground, her eyes closed, letting the rain lap on her.

"What's wrong with her?" Jones startled.

"Master Jones, she has to get drenched in the rain, and I can't help it. Dora shouted as she threw her head up.

"Must it rain?"

Immediately afterward, Jones saw Gu Ya open her eyes and smile, looking at the sky and smiling stupidly.

He was still shackled, but all the dirt on his face was gone, revealing a white face. She has changed into a long white dress. But it was completely wet from the rain.

As if performing some kind of prayer ritual, Gu Ya jumped and jumped in the rain for a long time. If it weren't for the slightest fluctuation of mana, Jones would have thought that the other party was not preparing for some kind of magic.

It turns out that she really just wants to play in the rain.

"Are werewolves like this?" Jones was a little puzzled: "Dora, you come in first, leave her alone." ”

"Didn't Master Jones want Dora to stare at her?" asked Dora.

"Uh...... Well, you're holding an umbrella anyway. ”

Werewolf Jones didn't know that vampires were an immortal race, and he hadn't heard of vampires who were damaged by rain. In that case, Jones didn't bother to bother.

After an hour of tossing in the rain, Gu Ya returned to the castle contentedly, changed her dress, and ate the dinner prepared for her. Gobbling it up, not polite at all.

Jones sat across from him, savoring his mother's handmade Bloodline pastry. While tasting, I also looked at the quaint.

It was a very characteristic face. Judging from the body type, Gu Ya is definitely an adult werewolf, and it should be said that he is a little plump. But judging from her face, she was as immature as a little girl. The eyes are not large, but delicate, and the nose is high, but small. The facial features look like they have a different charm, which is different from the blood clan and the humans on the mainland. It's a very gentle face.

It's hard to imagine that this is actually a werewolf, isn't it?

Of course, it is not difficult to imagine in terms of demeanor. She seems to have no concept of etiquette at all. When eating, he is curled up, and he doesn't know how to use a knife and fork, and he eats in a hurry. Maybe I'm hungry, maybe it's just my habit. From time to time, he would glance up at Jones, somewhat wary. It's already nice to Dora.

Halfway through eating, she suddenly stared at the pastry on Jones's plate and stopped moving.

Jones looked down at the half-eaten pastry, then at her, and gently pushed the plate over. Gu Ya happily reached out and took the remaining pastry from the plate, then nibbled on it, and smiled.

Looking at her, Jones sighed helplessly.

"By the way, Lord Jones, there's a letter from Salted Fish Harbor. ”

"Show me!"

Taking the envelope that Dora handed over, Jones was suddenly stunned.

It was actually a letter from Camilla...... Well, it's a happy thing for someone to remember themselves after all.

Jones thought, unwrapping the envelope. The first thing to say was: "Jones, you coward!"

Well, that's what she wrote. He scolded Jones in a face. It probably means that Jones actually chose to go home at this time to escape the war with the dragons...... Ask Jones to go back to Yunyun immediately. There is also the fact that they are now in a stalemate with the Gustav Empire, and it seems that the two sides are still negotiating. The specifics are gone. After all, Camilla's hierarchy is nowhere near enough to participate in negotiations.

Jones read it with a blank face, then silently put the letter away and continued to stare at Gu Ya.

"Mistress Jones, won't you reply?"

"Reply, let her tell Gray to send a letter to cancel my vacation?" Jones sighed helplessly.

Jones wanted to, but he could only think about it. Camilla sent letters to Jones not because of how much authority she had, but because she was nosy. Yes, very nosy, and one of the most active members of the Knights of the Silver Moon.

"Master Jones, when are you going to unshackle her?"

"Wait until we get back to Salted Fish Harbor. Jones replied casually, "Isn't it on the Northern Expedition? We just happened to bring her back to the North." Let's just let her stay here for the first time. ”

As he spoke, Jones brought another plate of pastry to him. Before he could use his knife and fork, he found that Gu Ya was staring at his pastry again. I had no choice but to hand over another plate of pastries.

Returning from the Brotherhood, Jones's life is back to ease. Unlike before, he could no longer sleep in the dark, because there was an extra "man" in the castle. Most of the time, Dora has to keep an eye on Qua, and Dora's rest time is taken over by Jones himself.

As for the quaint......

This is a magical girl, completely devoid of any sense of etiquette, like a wild man, jumping around like a rabbit all day long, wanting to eat anything delicious, not at all like a person who has just been sold as a slave. She was still wearing shackles, but the shackles were more likely to prevent her from becoming a werewolf and not affect her daily actions.

Being able to toss around like this did cause some trouble for Jones, but it was okay.

"It's better than being hostile, isn't it? It's better to toss than to be in danger at home. ”

Jones's mom had a big opinion of the werewolf girl.

"How can we put a werewolf in the house? Forget it when it's locked up, and you let her go around? Oh my God!"

"You'll just treat her like my pet. ”

"Which Bloodline would keep a werewolf as their pet? I don't care, you're going to lock her up. ”

"Okay Mom, you're right, I listen to you, Mom. ”

Jones is like that. The review is always sincere, and the promise to the parents is basically not fulfilled.

Locked up? Not really.

Jones was just trying to find a way to keep Guya away from his mother. Anyway, the castle was big enough, and no one in the castle dared to tell the countess about Jones. After all, Jones is different from Gray, he really wants to get revenge.

And so, five days passed.

Aunt Sarah's side seems to have been delayed by something, and the meeting has not been able to take place.

Seeing that the second fraternity reunion was about to come, Jones had begun to hesitate. He didn't want to go, but he had just received a gift from someone, so it seemed a bit too much to be absent.

Thinking about it, he finally had to make a hard decision: "It's better to go, if it's really not suitable, I won't go in the future." ”

However, just two days before the Second Brotherhood, Jones received an invitation from Adair.

"Meet you tomorrow in Hilde, I have a new friend I'd like to introduce to you. ”

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