"Whew... Suck..."The blonde man struggled to calm his heartbeat, which was not an easy task. After all, anyone's heart beats faster when facing a half-human, half-wolf, a sturdy monster that is more than two meters tall. However, judging from the beads of sweat left on the man's head and the footprints on the ground, it seems that the reason for his rapid heartbeat is not all fear. The axe handle, alternating between his left and right hands, confuses his opponent so that he cannot guess the direction of his next attack. Of course, he also knows very well that in the face of wolfwalkers, such a small trick often does not work smoothly.

But you have to try everything, right?" a smile twinked at the man's lips as he turned the blade of his tomahawk to the right and strode forward with his right leg forward, looking like he was trying to unleash a bottom-up attack. However, the dynamic vision of the wolfwalker far exceeds that of humans, and the human-standing giant wolf only retreats half a step backwards, which is enough to avoid the range of the tomahawk's attack, and at the same time, the muscles of the ankle part bulge because of the force, and just wait for the man's attack to swing into the air, the werewolf will bulge and tear the opponent to pieces.

The smile on the face of the warrior with the tomahawk was even worse, because his opponent reacted the same way he thought. In the face of his own active attack, the Wolf Walker naturally chose to defend and counterattack, which is the most reasonable approach based on the difference in physical abilities between the two, and it is also the first step in his trap. The tomahawk, as the werewolf had expected, slashed from the right side, but it didn't swing as he thought. The man didn't hold the handle of the axe with both hands in front of him as he normally would, but both of his hands were on the back of the handle, which made it easier for him to interrupt his movements when swinging his weapon.

This slash is a feint. Wolfwalker was aware of this, but his body was already reacting faster than his mind, and the tendons in his feet erupted with great force to propel him towards his opponent, a movement that could not be stopped. And this is what the man wants, and he pulls the tomahawk back into his arms, holding the back of the blade with his left hand and the middle and short of the handle with his right hand, and placing the weapon horizontally at the level of his own door, which is also the throat of his opponent.

"Bang!" the collision occurred, and the blow hit the werewolf's Adam's apple impartially, but the result was that the man was pushed backwards several times by the huge force before stopping castration. He didn't care about the stains on his clothes, he didn't care about the abrasions on his bare skin, he just looked at the wooden tomahawk in his hand that had become notched, and shrugged his shoulders. "Why, I won this time!"

The werewolf tried to answer, but the impact of the Adam's apple caused him to cough in a series of coughs that caused the passing nezumi and the onlookers sitting next to him to laugh good-naturedly. It is rare for the head wolf of the Alexander clan to tend to lose the upper hand in the competition. Or even if the blonde man had the same weapon in his hand as the battle axe he usually used, once Jack got serious, the victory or defeat was only a matter of a few breaths. After all, the gap between the physical fitness of the two is too big.

The wolfwalker turned back into a human form, rubbing his throat as he stepped aside, picking up a bucket of well water and pouring it straight into his mouth, finally pouring the remaining half of the bucket onto his naked body. "Hah, uh-huh," he cleared his throat to adjust it to something that would happen normally, "next time, I won't be fooled by you." ”

Lothar laughed a few times, and no matter what, he had a well-deserved victory this time. The Count of Montenegro sat down next to the opponent just now, "Don't worry, I still have a lot of this kind of trick, you can't remember." He wasn't lying, both in terms of combat experience and the use of weapons, Lothar, who had been trained by the Knights of the Kingdom and had been on the battlefield for many years, was much better than Jack, who had only been trained as a Frost Guard. Although the Wolfwalker can use his physical advantage to make it difficult for the Count to parry with a stormy attack in an all-out fight, Lothar has a huge advantage in this skill-based competition.

"Don't underestimate the memory of the wolfwalkers, I will never be tricked a second time!" said Jack, who was a werewolf and was hit by an ordinary person with a wooden weapon. However, it was only after recognizing the lack of combat skills that Jack took the initiative to ask Lothar for such training. The latter had also seen many enemies outside of humans during the rat-man plague, and now they urgently needed to find someone to improve their experience in fighting against aliens, so almost every few days, they would fight like this.

"Whatever you want. Lothar spread his hands and said to his companion that the current record between the two of them was that he had an advantage, a slight advantage. Then, after recovering from the battle, the two began to put back the armor and trinkets they had put aside, and the Count noticed that Jack was wearing a necklace with blade-shaped ornaments around his neck, and the blades were marked with dark red dents with symbols of unknown meaning. But the symbol isn't the point, it's the material.

"I say, your necklace is silver, right? I remember you better not touch it?" Silver, or sterling silver, is the only thing the Wolfwalkers fear in this world and have been proven to actually kill them. It's no wonder that Lothar may have asked the question, the wolfwalker wears a silver necklace, as if someone had made a pendant of radioactive metal.

Jack looked down at the ornament on his chest, adjusted its position, and said helplessly, "What can I do, the old woman asked me to wear it." She said that the head wolf of a tribe had to show his fearlessness to his people, so he had to wear silver ornaments. I'll be honest, it feels as bad as you wear a skewer of razors around your neck. ”

"This is an old tradition of my people, dear head wolf. Now that the tribe has new members besides you and me, you must master all the traditions and customs of Alexandria as well. That way, if the same situation happens again, even if I die, you can continue the clan. "Louise, Jack has become a werewolf transformer, and the old wolf witch who originally lived in the Iron Castle said slowly. She is surrounded by six hounds that make people not doubt their strength when they look at it. And the new member in her mouth naturally refers to Mona, who was transformed by Jack before.

"Yes, Dear Lady Louise. The head wolf replied listlessly, that he had been afraid to learn the dull knowledge since he was the son of a hunter. This didn't go away as he turned into a wolfrunner. But Louise was right, as the problems that had arisen during the transformation of Mona had already made Jack realize that he did not know enough about his race's traditions and abilities. Now, even if he is unwilling, he must take on the responsibility of becoming the head wolf and learn the wisdom of the tribe from the old wolf witch.

Bidding farewell to the werewolves of the Alexandria tribe, Lothar wandered around Vale with some idleness. The once bustling streets have been turned into ruins surrounded by green vines, but if you really think of this place as a ruin, you will probably be scared by the mouse-like figure that flickers in the shadows. The Count of Montenegro thought so and laughed, knowing full well that the city's underground was more alive than ever, and that the nezumi were a completely new race, and they were heading for a path no one had ever seen before, led by Gloria and Cheese. But that's the story of the underground, and the blonde man belongs to the earth, to the place where the sun shines.

Let's go fishing by the river. Thinking so, Lothar strode out of the city, where fishing had become the Count's greatest pastime in the months. This is really because there is no knight in the gray-robed mage's collection of books that can be shown to him, and whenever this happens, he will miss the big library of the royal capital. Not knowing what happened to Marcus, the Count tapped his shoulder with the handle of his tomahawk. However, if he didn't even keep his title and territory, what right did he have to worry about the hand of the noble king? Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly.

Montenegrin Territory, I heard that it was taken over by the Grand Duke of Hammer. That's good, Andrei is a good leader and knows how to make his people rich. As for the wanted notice for himself, after all, it was an order issued by the former king, and in this period, even if everyone will not deliberately search for him, I am afraid it will not be so easy to revoke. Forget it, as long as the people of Montenegro are doing well, even the royal family is dead, what does it matter about the inheritance of the Montenegrin family?

Thinking so, the Earl walked through the walls and woods, and came to the Dragon's Blood Creek, where the river sang merrily in the sun, as if the catastrophe of a few months ago had melted like the remnants of winter's ice. "If I continue to be idle, I will soon become a poet. Finding a fairly smooth rock platform by the river, Lothar sat down, took out his fishing tools from his backpack, and the rod picked up a random branch from the nearby woods to trim it a little.

"Poof!" the hook sank to the bottom with a soft sound, and the clear water didn't need to float at all. Ah, what a laid-back thing. Lothar looked at his hook in the warm sun, his eyes gradually losing focus, and just as he was about to fall asleep, the tomahawk he was carrying on his back began to faintly heat up.

"Roar!" the lion's roar erupted from his mind, waking the sleepy Count.

"Who?" cried out Lothar as she stood up, her hand touching the handle of her axe.

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