Alice felt like the whole world was moving away from her at the moment. She didn't know what was wrong with her, she just drank a glass of hot milk that Rachel brought her, and it didn't take long for her consciousness to start to blur a little.

In a daze, it seemed that a man was groping around her body.

"What... Who are you... What are you doing?" she instinctively resisted the feeling, muttering indistinctly. A pair of hands weakly tried to push away the hands that made her uncomfortable.

It's just that her consciousness is getting more and more confused, which makes all her movements appear so weak.

Wendsol greedily looked at the girl who had fallen into a psychedelic beneath him, and the breath of youth stayed with the fragrance of spring.

Reaching out and shedding her dress from the girl's shoulder, revealing her white fragrant shoulders.

"What a beautiful creature!" Wendthor sighed involuntarily. The probe sniffed deeply at the girl's neck, enjoying the smell that enchanted him.

Suddenly, a strange rune appeared in his sight. The girl's white left shoulder was extremely discordantly imprinted with a rune that exuded a faint twisted flame power.

Wendthor was startled, his pupils contracted, and his look of intoxication was instantly replaced by astonishment.

"Arcanist's curse! She has an Arcanist's curse on her?!" Father Windthor straightened up, silently looking at the young girl below him.

The flickering candlelight reflected on his face, and the expression of a face was distorted and constantly changing.

Countless thoughts kept rolling in his mind, and after a long time, he slowly came back to his senses, but let out a mysterious whisper: "The origin of the werewolf attack, the young girl with the curse of the arcanist, the water in here is a little deep!"

Thoughtfully revisiting the country girl who had inadvertently stepped into his sight, Windsor only felt that it was the first time he had encountered such a strange and inexplicable event in so long since he became a priest.

With a cold smile, Wendsol suddenly and violently began to tear off the girl's dress. A cold snort came from his nose: "Hmph, the blasphemous girl who turned away from the gods and degenerated into the arcanist, just let me cleanse your filth!"

"Hiss......" In her chaotic consciousness, Alice felt a tearing pain in her lower body, and instinctively gasped: "It hurts......" she muttered, stretching out her weak hands to push away the shadow that disturbed her.

The bright moon rose to the center of the sky, and Rachel, who was standing outside the big wooden house, looked at the second floor of the wooden house and smiled slightly: "It's good to be young! It's worth fifteen gold coins just one night!"

At the same time, Adam, who had gradually shed the symptoms of wolfification in the dense forest, looked at the arcanist who had been silent for a long time with some anxiety. He was eager to return to the community as soon as possible to warn his companions. But Bahrain did not speak, he did not dare to bother. It's just that the anxiety in my heart is getting heavier and heavier.

Finally, the arcanist, who had been silent for a long time as if he had been transformed into a statue, finally spoke: "I need to know the specific situation of the lumber yard camp, you can quietly go back and investigate!"

"This ......," Adam was reluctant to meet the Arcanist's request.

"Do you know what I've been doing quietly for so long?" Balin asked indifferently, "Do you think I'm indecisive? No, I'm quietly perceiving the elemental balance in this area!

Balin was right, ordinary first-level arcanists didn't have such keen perception. Even a Level 3 Arcanist would not be able to perceive the ripples caused by subtle elemental concentration fluctuations from a distance of nearly a kilometer. This is a powerful ability called Divine Thought, which Zhou Tianxing Doujue brought to him.

"My lord, I don't quite understand what you mean!" Adam said confusedly.

"The Light is very repulsive to the free elements of nature, and the balance of the elements in the lumberyard does not fluctuate, indicating that no one there uses the power of the Light. If your wolfish friends were exposed, the clergy of the Holy See wouldn't be so quiet! Balin gave Adam a slow analysis.

Adam is also a lawyer after all, and although he does not have supernatural strength, his intelligence is not bad. Hearing this, he immediately realized: "My lord, do you mean that we are not exposed?"

"Otherwise, there is no other explanation for why the elemental balance has not fluctuated until now!In the face of werewolves, the clergy of the Holy See will inevitably release the Holy Light to purify!" Balin affirmed.

Adam stood in place with a gloomy face, and Bahrain did not urge, waiting quietly.

"Okay, I'll go back to the lumber yard to find out!" said Adam, who had been struggling with his thoughts for a long time, gritted his teeth and agreed. Arcanists who are also hunted and hunted by the Holy See are natural allies of their werewolves, and there is no need for the other party to pit themselves. What's more, no one can say that an Arcanist is necessarily more merciful than the Holy See, and if he provokes the other party, he may be killed on the spot.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine!" Balin said seriously: "But I still have to wait for you in another place, I can be sure that your werewolves are not exposed, but I don't know if my hostage lady has reported it to the Holy See." ”

Soon the two left the area, and Adam and his werewolves had been operating in the forest for the past year, especially Adam, who was in charge of liaison between the forest community and the lumber yard camp. I often shuttle through the forests in this area, and I know this forest almost well.

Soon Adam led Bahrain to a hollow in the back of a hidden hillside. It's a position where you have to stand up and walk a few steps forward to stand on the hillside and look around, and a few steps down is a dry depression. It can be seen that this was once a supply hoarding point for werewolves. It's just that it's now abandoned!

"Very good!" Barin nodded, and immediately sat down cross-legged.

Bidding farewell to Bahrain, Adam quickly returned to the lumber yard camp.

Finding a bag of wine from a hidden tree hole, Adam gulped down several sips. And he smeared wine all over his body. Pretending to sneak out and steal joy alone, he slowly walked under the wooden wall of the camp.

Pretending to pee against the wall, he actually quietly looked inside through a crack in the wall.

After changing several positions in a row, I finally found some abnormalities in the camp when I approached the cafeteria for the fourth time.

After a moment of stealth, the faint noise of revelry in his ears, and the vague conversation of workers standing outside the cafeteria to pee, Adam finally confirmed that he and the others were indeed not exposed.

"It should be the ** of the Dream House again!" Adam thought to himself, returned to the main road, and swaggered back to the camp.

As soon as I entered the gate, it was just opposite to a body film and television line in the open space in the center of the camp!

"Yo, isn't this Ms. Rachel? I was still at the gate when I heard the shameless squacks partying again. Guess it's the lady from your dream house here!" Adam greeted Rachel with a smile.