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Before he reached the entrance of the village, André saw Joshua waiting by the only road in the village, and the orc girls who accompanied him—if the path was barely wide enough for three people to walk side by side, and the path that the villagers' feet stepped through the grass was also the way. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After walking for a while, the young girl on the side of the road in the distance seemed to have suddenly spotted the target they were anxiously waiting for, and began to run in the direction of the children of the abyss in the bright morning sun.

It was just one night, and the revenge of risking his life made Seth even more emotional, just like in order to welcome his victorious return, the dazzling Errera in the blue sky shed a soft twilight, which made the hearts of the returning hunters also warm and soft.

So Seth, who was always unsmiling in the past, sped up his pace to meet his son who was running all the way, and hugged Joshua, who was a little thin. A hint of astonishment flashed on the young man's slightly dark face in the sun, even when his mother was still alive, Seth had not shown his father's love for his son so bluntly for a long time. Joshua remembers that it was about the first time he had hunted a turkey alone, and his father touched his head and patted him on the shoulder many times, and his smile revealed excitement and relief that could not be concealed.

The warm father-son embrace, and the memories were in progress, but Joshua frowned and tried very seriously to break free from his father's embrace.

"Father, your arm ......" Seth's torn sleeves were coagulated with large scabs of blood, and the embarrassed appearance made the boy's worries even more uneasy.

"I'm fine, Joseph. Mr. Mephistopheles had already healed my bitten arm......" said the hunter as he rolled up his torn sleeves, the pink marks of the new flesh contrasting with the hunter's already dark skin, and it was not difficult to see how horrific the wounds of the demon wolf's huge bite had been.

"I said a long time ago that Mr. is very good at saving people...... Sister Anne is dying and was rescued by her husband, but everyone is still so stupid and didn't find out!" Nanali had a "I already knew" expression on her face, "Sister Anne said that it was inconvenient for her to show up so she didn't come over, and you will go back and ask her ...... later"

The children of the abyss, who walked behind step by step, were not so relaxed and pleasant.

Dragon's Breath can work in many aspects such as physical recovery and physical strength, nearly doubling his strength and physique attributes, and the price to pay to maintain this effect is the consumption of mana, especially if he continues to bear weight. The Demon Wolf's physique looks similar to that of an adult cow, but it is not as fat as a cow, but it is also hundreds of weights. This half-hourglass consumed more than 30 Mana life magic of Andre, which was much more than when he healed Seth's broken arm and bruises and bruises all over his body, although he could still maintain it, but his state was not as relaxed as it seemed on the surface.

At this moment when Andre was walking forward step by step with solid steps, the little orc girl, who was sure that the hunter was safe and sound, stretched out her arms and greeted her with cheers full of enthusiasm and attachment, and trotted all the way: "Great!sir! There is blood tofu soup to drink at noon!~ Right, right!?"

Just as he was about to say something, the little fox's next sentence made the son of the abyss, who was carrying a demon wolf on his back and holding a cub in his arms, almost breathe a sigh of relief.

"Is there a roast wolf for dinner!?" Nanali's eyes lit up as she shook the other free arm of the Children of the Abyss, and if such a scene happened in some country on Earth that preached human rights and democracy, André thought that someone would be brought to court for child abuse.

Although he wanted to refute and declare that this rare pure white cub was not for eating, seeing the little girl's excited and inexplicable appearance, Andre decided to wait for himself to let go of the burden behind him before convincing the little fox to let go of his plan to use this small thing with no meat left except for the skeleton as cooking materials.

"Blood Tofu~~Roast Suckling Wolf~~Nanali~~So Happy~~" The little fox was bouncing and humming a strange tune, while pulling the arm of the Son of the Abyss who couldn't bear to refuse, as if he couldn't wait to taste Mr.'s wonderful craftsmanship.

In the grass on one side, the black and gray wolf cub, which had just been thrown aside by the hunter as father and son embraced, trembled and stood up unskillfully with its immature limbs, and was sending out an intermittent and unintimidating "howl" at the culprit who had hurt it again.

"Ah~~!There's another one here!" Letting go of Andrei's arm, Naneri pounced on her target and leaned over to pick up the wolf cub, "This one looks more generous and tasty~~"

"Sister Logia~~!It's a roast wolf~~!Roast a suckling wolf~~!!!" The excited little fox ran and hugged her dinner, shouting to her sister for credit - the wolf cub who had caused a lot of trouble to the hunters along the way could only shiver in her arms.

......

Unloading the heavy demon wolf behind him in the courtyard, the son of the abyss, who breathed a sigh of relief, found that there were already a lot of beads of sweat on his body in this not hot weather.

There was a lot of awe in the curious eyes of the villagers who watched at the gate of the courtyard, they had heard that Larry had taken his lord's nephew out to find a teacher who could teach him aristocratic etiquette for the young lord. When they first saw the lord teacher yesterday, they thought it was just what they had thought, and that the half-elf, who looked very young and handsome, was just teaching etiquette or some kind of music, painting, or something. The sight of the half-elves carrying the giant wolf into the gate of the lord's courtyard alone made them realize how short-sighted they were, and even gave rise to many unfounded rumors.

"Did this cunning demon wolf kill the lord by his teacher?

"Seth is really lucky, and finally took this opportunity to get revenge. ”

"Are you saying that the Barton family is going to marry a half-elf, isn't the city lord's wife also a half-elf!?"

"What do you know!? The Patton family is only the lord Andrew Jr., who can come and marry in a place like our village!? Maybe in a few years we will be in the hands of the half-elves......

Although most of the gossip was in his ears, André ignored it, and if he relied on his keen hearing to manage the village, then the whimsical and self-righteous villagers would have enough to worry about themselves in the future. In his opinion, thinking about how to dispose of the wolf corpse in front of him as a cooking ingredient is the right thing to do now.

At Barton's mansion, Larry and Rogham and the gang rushed out when they heard the news from the lame butler.

"Mr. Seth, you own this wolf, right?" the fat man's eyes lit up and he pleaded sincerely, "Please sell me the whole wolf's skin!"

Rogham, as a guy with a keen sense of business, is also a rare outlier among the aristocracy. He had already treated Seth as a guest of his host's house at dinner yesterday, and his long dealings with merchants had made him understand that many seemingly ordinary little people could inadvertently have an elusive impact on his business, so that he did not fall into the "pretentiousness" that prevailed among the small and medium-sized nobles.

So, the fat man rubbed his fat hands together and addressed a hunter with honorifics, and there was not the slightest unnaturalness when he wanted to buy the gift he wanted.

"Of course, if you need it, Mr. Rogham, I can do some simple processing of the whole wolfskin. Seth is not the kind of uninformed ordinary person, he is not flattered to say anything to the fat man, what makes him more concerned is actually the ownership of this demon wolf. Although the Children of the Abyss had already stated that they would receive the white wolf cub as a reward for healing magic, Seth knew it all too well as a hunter. Although the cubs of the Demon Beast are scarce, they are difficult to feed, and no one will pay a lot of money for them, but what is really valuable is the black and unvariated fur of the Demon Wolf.

"What about fifty gold Hela?" If it was a fur merchant who was discussing the price with him, then the price in Rogham's mouth would have to be at least doubled or quadruple at this moment, and it was precisely because he was familiar with the merchants' routines that he came up with such a very tempting figure for him and the other party.

"Hmm...... No. If you could help me preserve the roof of this wolf's jaw, I could have paid you sixty gold coins. The fat man contemplated giving the whole wolf skin as a gift to his brother, imagining the visually stunning giant wolf head and the pitch-black fur of the whole body as a carpet in the reception room.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Rogham, but I can't say yes to your request. The hunter's face suddenly became a little embarrassed.

"Why??

"Sir, it's not a matter of money, it's a tradition that hunters have followed since ancient times. Seth had to explain to the fat man why he refused more gold, "Only hunters who kill beasts alone are eligible to keep their heads as trophies, even if they work together to complete the hunt." At the same time, it is not allowed to actively hunt and prey on predators without being threatened. ”

"It's the same in the tribe!" Nanali, who was still playing with her "dinner" a second ago, suddenly echoed loudly, "Only a warrior who kills his prey alone can use his head and teeth as trophies, sewn on leather armor or strung in a necklace!"

"Those of you who believe in Herrera may not know it, but this is actually from the teachings of the earth goddess Garlandia and the traditions of the elves, and some of the humans today are known only to hunters and herb hunters who have been active in the mountains and forests for a long time. André also spoke of the ancient records he had seen from the elven texts, which even mentioned that bows and arrows were also passed down from elves to orcs and humans as hunting tools during that period.

So Rogham could only give up with a regretful face.

......

Dogs are man's most loyal friends.

Was it because it was an immutable truth that could be found in the multiverse, or was it because it existed in the mind of the Children of the Abyss that prompted him to try to practice it again and again?

It's a chicken-and-egg boring question, and it's probably the only guy in the world like Andre who knows the concept of philosophy and what a boring person who calls himself a lover of philosophy would have such a thought in his head.

In short, Andre is like a strange uncle who tries to abduct the little girl with a lollipop, and it takes a lot of effort to finally convince the little fox to hand over the two "dinners" that she holds tightly in her arms.

"Even if Nanali never goes hungry again, she will always lose some more food by raising them, right!?" Although the orc girl gave up the idea of including roasted suckling wolves in her recipe because of the promise of the children of the abyss, the words that came out with tears in her eyes made him almost unable to refute.

"Doesn't the Splittooth Clan also breed wolves and split-hoofed oxen?, why can't you think about things from a different perspective?" the Son of the Abyss, who had been exhausted, grabbed the ends of his forehead, and although his heart was once filled with the urge to throw away three thousand threads of trouble, he finally held back.

"That's different!" the little fox retorted with a face full of grievances and pointed to the overwhelmed demon wolf cub in the yard, "'Pointed Ears' and 'Big Nose' are all family members, they are not!"

"Can't you just grieve yourself and treat them as your own family?" Andre kindly persuaded Nanali along his train of thought.

The orc girl's righteous words and justifying appearance reminded the son of the abyss inexplicably of the martyr who was righteous and heroic in the face of the oppression of the enemy.

"Their mother bit Joshua's mother to death, how can they be family!?"

Andrei's eyelids twitched without warning, though he wanted to complain that no one would use names like 'pointy ears' and 'big nose' as official titles to refer to their family. But considering that if he went too deep into the field of thinking that Nanali was good at, he would probably be killed away from home, so Andre held back again.

"Their mothers are pure black, but their 'older brothers' are black with gray markings, suggesting that their father is likely to have grey blood. But the 'sister' is pure white, regardless of whether the 'sister' is a mutation or the first generation of Warcraft that was 'reincarnated' from the phantom beast, in short, this is a very valuable research subject, and it is a cutting-edge project that even Valhalla has never established. ”

"Why can't their dad be white, sir, look at the ......," Nanali pointed to the white "sister" and the "mom" on the other side who was being skinned and cramped in a place where the cubs couldn't see, "white and black, isn't it gray?"

"......" The Child of the Abyss brushed the ends of his hair once more, "Well, I feel the frost magic from my 'sister' that is beyond the capacity of her body, and there are only a few shadows on my 'mother' and 'brother'. ”

......

As soon as the little fox no longer contested the decision to raise the wolf cubs, the Children of the Abyss were confronted with a practical question that he felt very urgent: what should he feed the unweaned cubs in this small village with limited resources, and there were still few choices to eat?

There are no succubi who obey their own orders, and they persuade the lactating mothers in the village to come out a little bit, not to mention how many obstacles lie in the way of realizing this idea, and whether there is a suitable goal is a very worrying question. After all, there are only about 20 households in this village......

Then Andrei suddenly remembered the little bull who was obviously weaned but still liked to pester his mother, uh...... It should be the cow.

Using the principle of training dragon warriors, relying on life magic supplemented by massage to stimulate the ...... of the cow

Then Nanali, who was curious to follow, saw the cow lying on her side on the haystack, and the two wolf cubs were humming and chirping, kicking and sucking hard with their paws half-open.

Well, there is also a calf that is unwilling to be lonely and lowers its head and grabs food with its "righteous brother and sister".

"It looks delicious...... the little fox swallowed hard.

"Aren't you reluctant to share their food with them just now?

- The son of the abyss finally didn't hold back, and complained happily.