Although Jack offered to follow the wolfhound, Cheese stopped him. If you want to catch a large hound domesticated by a wolf witch in such a complex terrain, unless there are some beings around you who are far faster than ordinary people, the mage will definitely not approve of it. With a loss that could not be concealed, "Monkey" had to give up his idea. But Cheese patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Don't be sad, we'll see the dog again when we visit the hermit later. And there may be more than one. If we can negotiate terms with the hermit, it may not be difficult for him to give you a wolfhound. ”

The mage didn't know what to say, as far as he knew, the wolf witch tamed the beast in a different way than any other race, and according to the books, those strange wolf walkers seemed to have the ability to talk to canine animals. And their dialogue is not to vaguely feel the intentions of the animals like the forest elves, but to complete the communication with those animals in a real way, which makes their animal companions as close to them as friends or even relatives.

This magical ability of the wolf witch has not been replicated or studied by any mage until now. After all, the existence of the wolf witch is too important for the wolfwalkers, and if they want to cooperate with the research, even if they agree, his clan will never agree.

But Jack didn't know any of this, and when he heard Cheese's words, the hunter's son was happy again. Thinking that he had a chance to get a wolfhound, "Monkey" became very enthusiastic about convincing the hermit.

The slum was not large, and although the intricate paths and unplanned buildings made it feel like a labyrinth, Cheese and the others, who knew the exact location, quickly found the hermit's residence. From a distance, the small house, separated by a stone wall, looked more like a witch's dwelling built deep into the woods than a hermit living in the overpopulated slums of the Iron Castle. The small house was only one floor, and from the outside it seemed that there were no more than three rooms in it, and there was a courtyard around the house, and through the stone wall that reached the height of a man's chest, a large tree in the courtyard could be seen, which should have been an apple tree. The spring breeze had not yet reached the Iron Castle from the further south, so the apple tree had no leaves on it, and the bare branches looked like strange hands facing the sky, which made people feel uncomfortable to look at.

"Why does this house look so scary?" Elsa whispered from the side. Jack and Mona, who were beside her, nodded approvingly.

Faced with a scene full of horror, Cheese smiled instead, and he replied with the same volume.

"Don't be afraid, this is just a hint, it seems that this hermit already knows that we are coming. ”

With that, the mage strode to the wooden courtyard gate and knocked lightly on the door with his hand.

"Hello, we are here to ask for your help on the behest of the Lord of Wolff. Can we enter?"

No one responded to the mage's greetings, and the alley seemed to be a remote part of the ghetto, with no pedestrians passing by except for the cheese bosses. Just as the mage was about to knock on the door again, a slightly panicked shout came from behind him.

"Be careful! behind you!" the proprietress trembled a little, as if there was something terrible behind the mage.

Cheese frowned slightly at the warning of his companion, he didn't feel anything approaching him, but when he turned back, the mage suddenly realized that he didn't know when five or six large dogs had surrounded him. These dogs are generally on the large side, and they are obviously all dog breeds that can be used as hunting dogs, and although the mage can't call out each of their breeds like Jack does, Cheese knows that these dogs are not easy to mess with just by looking at their smooth muscle curves.

"Don't move, your actions will be taken as provocation, and don't try to intimidate them, these are fierce dog breeds, they will not be intimidated by you. Seeing that the mage wanted to turn his entire body around, Jack quickly reminded.

Receiving the warning, Cheese quickly stopped his body movements, and at this distance, the mage had no doubt that the hounds would be able to bite off his neck in a matter of minutes, and in this case, the mage had few means to protect himself. Looking at the drooling saliva from the corners of the mouths of those big dogs, it is not surprising when these hunting dogs of Cheese Jue rushed up. While the mage and the beasts were at a standoff, the dogs turned their heads to the proprietress as if they had heard something.

I saw that the "monkey" put his finger to the corner of his mouth and exhaled vigorously as if he was whistling, but his mouth did not make any sound. But the hounds seemed to be attracted by his voice, and their eyes were fixed on Jack, and from the eyes of the dogs, Cheese could faintly see the cowering, as if Jack was doing something that scared them.

"Enough, don't scare my dog anymore!" At this moment, an old voice came from behind the courtyard gate. Judging by this voice, the person who claimed to be the owner of this group of dogs should be an old lady. And with this angry reprimand, the courtyard door in front of Cheese also opened left and right, and what appeared in front of several people was indeed an old woman wearing clothes with floral patterns. There is no doubt that she is the purpose of Cheese's trip.

Seeing the dog owner, Jack also stopped what he was doing. The group watched as the angry old woman pushed the cheese who was blocking the door and went to appease the big dogs one by one, the expression on her face was like comforting her grandson who was being bullied.

"Hello, we are ......," the mage said, but his words were interrupted before he could say anything.

"I know who you are, and I know what you're here for! I can smell the magic on you even from half an iron fort!" said the old man angrily with a dissatisfied tone. At the same time, he glared at Cheese fiercely.

"Uh......" The mage scratched his face in embarrassment, and when the other party interrupted him like this, the words he had prepared all the way were stuck in his throat. But fortunately, the old man ignored him after glaring at him, and turned to Jack who was beside him.

"You're quite capable of scaring my dog, where did you learn this?"

Looking at the old man's facial features distorted by anger, Jack somehow felt as if he was a child who had done something wrong, and he replied with his head down.

"When I was a child, I was afraid of dogs, and my father taught me. He said that the sound that came out like this would make the dog scared of me. ”

"What did your father?" asked the old woman, her tone as if she were interrogating a prisoner.

"My father was a hunter in Dragonspine Mountain, the best hunter ......," Jack replied.

"Hunter, huh, you guys, come in first, don't stand at the door and let the family see the joke. I didn't know why I snorted coldly, and the old man took the big dogs into the courtyard first, and the cheese and others behind her looked at each other, and followed in embarrassment and silence. They had a vague sense that the hermit seemed to be a little different from what they had imagined.