The magic was exhausted, his body was empty, and Alwin was unusually tired, like a deflated ball, and collapsed on the bed, and the Master helped him to lie down and cover him with the quilt.

Insects chirped, candles flickered, and the room was peaceful and welcoming, and Alwin just wanted to sleep soundly.

"Feeling better, it's fine. Let's all go back and rest. ”

However, no one moved, and there was silence for a moment, but the bachelor spoke: "Elwin, we have to go out first, and let Kent get this monster out." ”

"Warcraft!"

Alwyn almost screamed a second time, pulling at the wound that had not yet healed completely, and needed to use another healing technique.

In the memory fragments, the monsters are the natural enemies of humans, chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, sheep, cows, poultry, livestock and even people are their food, extremely dangerous and harmful, so the knights of the kingdom must sweep the outer mountains again and again to protect their homeland.

"Yes," the maester continued, "Kent tried to swing a few swords at it, but it was too nimble to hit...... I was going to change rooms, but you were injured, you couldn't move, and you needed to be quiet, so Kent was always in front of the bed. ”

And always stay awake and don't doze off. Alvindo glanced at the strong-willed, duty-abiding captain of the guard. As long as he doesn't pay attention and dozes off, he is sure to leave a row of puppy tooth marks on his body.

The dignified-looking man's eyes were blazing, and he looked up at the winged puppy, not looking at him or saying a word.

"Aren't demonic beasts very large and violent and bloodthirsty?"

Alvin looked at the hovering puppy, quickly searching for his memory.

The puppy on the top of the head is smaller than the average puppy, except for the wings, there is nothing special, but the bulging body looks very cute.

"This puppy is very cute......"

The dangling puppy understood, nodded in panic, his black eyes widened, and his mouth opened slightly, revealing a very humane expression of approval.

It can understand human speech, and yes, the memory of the demonized beasts has greatly improved their intelligence, and they can't express themselves, but most of them can understand human speech.

So, it seems to be a real Warcraft.

Alvin subconsciously defended himself and pulled the quilt to his chest.

"It wanted to bite you just now, but it was afraid of Kent's sword. The old bachelor explained.

"Oh......" Alwyn looked at the white puppy that looked like a cotton ball.

"Wang!"

The little guy shouted at the old bachelor to protest, very imposing and weak-hearted.

Swinging towards Alwin's forelegs, shaking his head and tail, denying the old bachelor's words, under the burning gaze, he held on for a while, lowered his head, drooped his ears, and his forelimbs collapsed, as if he had done something wrong and was reprimanded.

A puppy that knows its mistakes, no, it should be a Warcraft.

"I think it's just hungry, just get it something to eat. Alvin said.

The puppy was shocked when he heard this, raised his head, and his dark eyes suddenly lit up, staring at Alwin, and his little tongue even stretched out, looking like he was salivating in the face of food.

Alvin was immediately sure that it was a demonic beast, and it was a bloodthirsty demonic beast, and he wanted to eat him quickly.

The dangerous little one, as if a sword hanging from only a horse's hair above his head, was very dangerous, and he had to get rid of it, and just get rid of it for the sake of its cuteness.

"Get a bone, put it in the yard, lead it out, and close the doors and windows. Alvin said.

With anthropomorphic disappointment on the puppy's face, Alvin guessed that it wasn't happy with the food, adding, "Add a little more meat, or soup or something." ”

Chef Fat Tom answered and went to do it.

The puppy's head was twisted to the side, his face full of contempt, and he still refused to leave.

"Get out! Otherwise, let you know how powerful the sword is. The captain of the guard stabbed a sword, and the puppy dodged lightly.

Alwyn knew why they couldn't get rid of the puppy, it was agile and fast, lightning fast, and easily avoided the captain of the guard, and Kent couldn't move too much, otherwise the sword would swing and the furniture and walls would all disintegrate.

He can only hold a big sword, stab, stab, stab, poke, poke, poke, poke, no power, no speed, single way of attack, easy to predict direction, and very limited threat to small things.

"Get out of here, don't be scared, we've got more swords, and crossbows. Kent coldly threatened.

But the little paw swung at the captain of the guard, and the puppy's face turned to the side, his eyes showing disdain.

Kent gritted his teeth and roared "Someone", and several voices outside the door replied "yes", and it was clear that the guards had been preparing for a long time and were eager to try.

"Oh, oh, oh, don't, don't let people in just yet. Alvin had no choice but to sit up again, look at the puppy and say, "Get out of here, or a lot of people will come in and get you." ”

The puppy flew around the ceiling nonchalantly and quickly, full of provocative taste.

Alvin smiled: "They have nets, the kind from the bottom to the top, are you really not afraid?"

"Wow!" the puppy barked in protest against the bad idea, and for the first time showed a thoughtful look.

"Morris, go get it. The old bachelor took the opportunity to mend the knife, and the thin tailor hesitated, answered "yes", pushed the door and went out of the room, trotted, and went downstairs.

At this time, the fat cook shouted downstairs: "My lord, the bones and the soup with the meat foam are ready." ”

Alwyn pointed downstairs: "It smells so good, if you don't go, you won't have it." ”

Outside the door there was the sound of the tailor's swift footsteps, and he came back at a trot, clutching a pile of rags in his arms, like rags. "My lord, the net is here. ”

The door creaked open, the white shadow flashed, and the little flying dog came out of the window.

"What a smart puppy. Alwyn exclaimed, got out of bed, and looked through the window where an arrow had leaked in and a little flying dog had scurried in.

This is a three-story castle, looking out from the window, a large courtyard surrounded by three walls, in the night, the fat cook stands in the middle of the courtyard with a torch, slowly retreating very fearfully, and several guards behind him are unsheathed with their long swords, ready to defend themselves at any time.

Not far away, the little white dog began to drink the soup, and the sound of croaking came, and the little thing should indeed be hungry.

"I went to find someone to seal the windows. "The captain of the guard sheathed his sword, leaned over, and spoiled the scenery.

"To guard against a puppy?" Alvin frowned.

"To protect against arrows. Kent said with a cold face, staring into his eyes, "The pirates have already begun to retreat, and they turned around and shot an arrow...... You're in for a moment...... It's purely self-inflicted...... As soon as the morning dawned, I had people go to a carpenter and nail the windows up. ”

There should be a crossbow, like a sniper staring at him, as soon as he shows his head, he will be hit, and at the last moment, without holding back, he pushed open the window and admired the scene of the guards repelling the pirates, and as a result, the last moment gave the enemy a chance to strike a fatal blow.

The captain's tone was non-negotiable, and Alvin couldn't find a reason to refute it.

"This dilapidated room is going to be turned into a prison cell. ”

The side of the ruined castle leaked air, the top surface leaked rain, and there were holes everywhere that needed to be repaired, and the bright place had to be sealed.

Looking at the puppy in the yard, Alvin muttered to himself, "It's better than a puppy, come and go freely." ”

In frustration, he punched the wall.

"Beware of the injury!" exclaimed the old bachelor.

"Hurt?" Alvin found that his arm could move, and when he turned his wrist, it didn't hurt, it was a little itchy. "Take it apart. He retreated to the bedside and said to the tailor who was holding a mass of rags beside him.

"A hundred ......days of breaking muscles and bones," the old bachelor chattered, and wanted to say something to stop it, but the tailor took out the scissors, and with a click, he cut the work that was densely and carefully sewn in half with a stitch and a thread.

Alvin stretched his arm, the wound healed, the scab had not yet fallen off, he helped with a hand, peeled off a piece, and oozed a drop of blood.

“...... Well, I'm still too young. The bald old bachelor squinted carefully, the wound had indeed healed, and said softly with his hand stroking his snow-white beard.

The white shadow flickered, and Kent's two-handed sword was unsheathed.

As he was wiping the blood from the clean side of the rag, Alwin suddenly lifted the quilt, threw himself on the bed, and laughed, "Haha, I got you." ”