Chapter 40: The Wolf Howls

The fishing spear pierced through the air and stabbed directly into Tarrant's left leg, he flashed sideways, the head of the spear firmly sinked into the grass, Tarrant took a step back, "Don't be impulsive, I can help you" He immediately noticed the abnormality, the handle of the fishing spear was wooden, but the exposed part of the spear head was plated with a layer of silver, and the silver spear head was not used for fishing. (Please remember our)

"He has a weapon, he can help us", the old man persuaded the young man.

"Don't be stupid, village chief, they'll just wait to open the door," the young man raised another fishing gun in a rage, "I'm not going to give them a chance"

"Listen to me," Tarrant pointed behind him, "I have three teammates who are experienced in dealing with trouble, and one of them is Wilsing's vigilantes. ”

The young man stared behind Tarrant with bloodshot eyes, "No matter who you are, you can't deal with them, get out of here" There was another person behind him, a woman, with messy hair and rough skin, dressed like a typical fishing village, her expression was cringe and curious, as if the word Wilsin Sheriff had caught her attention.

Tarrant stayed where he was, "You guys think about it. ”

Behind the footsteps was Kira Veton, "What are you talking about? Do you want to talk to the fishermen all night?"

"Kira Veton, I'm learning about the situation, something unusual is happening here", Tarrant looked back, and with every step the priest took out of his cloak, there was a sporadic slight metal clashing sound.

"Roll" The young man in the window roared, and the fishing gun was raised.

"Knight, go and find a safe place to hide, and don't let them find out," shouted the old man, trying to open his throat.

Tarrant hurriedly backed away, "Okay, we'll leave now" He grabbed the priest's arm, "Damn, who told you to come over." ”

"Disturbing your negotiations with a few untouchables?" the priest dismissed.

"What is your justice?, revenge?" Tarrant asked, and it would be a fool to believe that Kirawiton's faith was to uphold justice.

Kira Veton broke free of Tarrant's hand, "Death to the offender", she shook her cloak, "Death to the offender." ”

The mad standard of justice, more evil than the Storm Goddess, Tarrant no longer argues with her, he hurried back to the woods, "Things are a little troublesome, there are other dangerous things besides Lovell Island. ”

Katrina ran up to Tarrant, "What is it?"

"The villagers didn't say anything, but that thing scared them", Tarrant summed up the conversation and observation just now, "I think the people of the fishing village did not leave the island, they were all concentrated in that wooden house, they prepared weapons, and the wooden house must be to defend against their attack." ”

"Is it a wolf?" Catrina guessed.

"Perhaps", there were no wolves on the island, but the beasts would not make them so frightened that they lost their minds, Tarrant thought: "The villagers said that they heard their whispers when it was dark, they were nocturnal, and the villagers were worried that they would rush from the top of the tree to the door the moment they opened the door, proving that the opponent's speed and explosiveness were strong, and the other thing, the fishermen's fishing guns should not be silver-plated?"

Connorth replied, "No. ”

"It's strange that the fishing guns they threw had a layer of silver plated on the heads. ”

"Is it a monster? or is it someone who is accused?" the priest looked at the top of the tree, and the fisherman's words confirmed what she had just heard, there was something in the tree.

"I don't rule out the possibility", not knowing anything about Lovell's target for the experiment, if it was to control the fishermen and turn them into monsters scurrying around the trees...... Tarrant thought about what happened to the wooden house, "No" they missed a little, the layers of logs consolidated on the outer wall of the wooden house, which could not be done in a day at all, showed that this situation had been going on for some time and not only after Lovell's arrival, "What happened in the village has nothing to do with Lovell. ”

"Whoa—" the wolf howled, and not far away, the beast's frenzied snort could almost be heard.

"Here they are," the cabin erupted into hysterical screams.

"Look, they're just afraid of wolves," said Kiraviton, standing in front of the group, "Let's go, kill Lovell, and the villagers' affairs will be settled tomorrow." ”

Tarrant hesitated for a moment, "Yes, solve the mage's troubles first." ”

"Let's go around this hut," Connasius walked to the right, "over there is the cemetery of this village, behind it is the woods, then the stone slopes. ”

"Hahaha, that's a good idea," Kira Veton snapped his shoulders with his fingers, "and if I'm lucky, I can summon two minions." ”

"Come," Conasius had stepped forward.

The team slowly moved to the right along the woods around the cabin, and the moonlight seemed to be obscured again, and the view in the woods was shortened.

"Whew...... ...... "Suddenly there was a heavy gasp from the depths of the woods.

Connasius raised his bow urgently, Kira Veton pointed in the direction of the sound, Taranta nodded, and he pulled out the snow and walked slowly.

"Whew...... "Huh...... was a human voice, and the amplitude of his breathing sounded as if he had just run a mile.

Tarrant poked his head out behind the trunk of a tree, he saw the target, a figure lying on the ground, with a hot breath coming out of his mouth, a man who had been shut out by fishermen, he might have just been chased by a wild wolf, Tarrant carefully looked around, especially the top of the tree, there was no threat, he signaled to his teammates: safety.

"You're alright," Tarrant stepped forward.

The man turned his head, his breathing stopped, and he couldn't make out the expression on his face.

"Is there any injury", Tarrant crouched beside him, a young man, wearing only a pair of shorts, and the only piece of clothing that had been torn by some beast and scattered in strips, barely stopping.

The young man lay motionless on the ground, staring at Tarrant in a daze.

He was unharmed, there was no blood or wounds, probably over-frightened, and Tarrant asked, "Who's chasing you?"

The young man did not say a word.

"Enough wasted time," said Kira Veton, as he walked out of the woods, "we need to hit our way right away." ”

"You ......," the young man sat up suddenly, "just arrived on the island." ”

"Yes, what's going on here?" said Tarrant, relieved to see the young man regain his senses.

“...... Nothing ......" the young man lowered his head, the corners of his eyes twitching painfully.

"Why are they locking themselves up?" said Katrina, puzzled.

"It's you guys who are locked out", the young man looked a little surprised to see two more people walking out of the woods, "You are an adventure party?"

"Let's track down a mage, he'll endanger the island," Tarrant said, indicating his intentions.

The young man looked at the four of them, "The island has changed......

"What's going on? The fishermen are hostile to us, what are they afraid of?" Tarrant was desperate to find out the mystery.

"Not hostility towards you...... People on the island...... It was divided into two factions...... Hostile to each other...... "The young man held his head, "all changed ......"

It turned out to be the change of people, the most difficult question to deal with, "What's the matter with the wolf?"

"Wait, you're going to the castle, aren't you?" the young man suddenly looked excited, "you'll pass through the woods, I need your help."

"Please say", the paladin's dedication made Tarrant think without thinking.

"I am in love with a girl, she lives in the open space in front of me, I would like to ask you to help me bring a message, tell her, I miss her very much, I think of her all the time, I want to see her. ”

Connasius bent down, "Living in the cemetery?"

"Yes, cemetery," the young man said, a word as calmly as he was talking about a hotel.

Connasius turned to Tarrant, "There's no building in the cemetery. ”