In the hermit's hut, Cheese and Elsa Mona held Jack out of the way, staring nervously at the wolf witch and her big dogs, who were no more than five paces away. At this distance, the boss had no way to dodge or resist the attack. Whether it's the ferocious hounds or the wolf witches who are immune to most magic, they can easily tear a group to pieces. But fortunately, just when the mage thought that he would definitely die, the other party took the initiative to give up the plan to do it.

The old man saw the cheese's movements, and the expression on his face changed from a hideous threat to a smile, and there was no mockery in this smile, but a somewhat kind look. As the owner's mood calmed down, the hounds also quieted down, and they once again crouched at their owner's feet, playing the role of pets. After two minutes of this, Cheese was sure that the other party really wouldn't be here to fight them, and feeling a little embarrassed by his exaggerated reaction, the mage motioned for his companion to withdraw the weapon, and sat down again. The look on his face is not very good-looking, and the expression on his face will not be too good when he finds that his situation is safe or not in the hands of the other party.

"Well, it's just a little test. I just wanted to see if you, the wizard, were using the other little ones as shields. "Now it seems that at least you are like that fellow Wolff, and though you hide your head and tail, you are still kind." ”

Hearing the other man's words, Cheese felt a little stunned, and the mage said.

"So what you just said was just to test us?" If the other person nodded, it meant that all the words about Jack's bloodline were just a cover for the mages to mistakenly think that the wolf witch was going to attack Jack.

"Not really, this kid does have the blood of the Frost Demon in his body, and the Broken Bone Clan has indeed destroyed my clan. The old man's words made the muscles that had just relaxed on Cheese tense again.

"But you don't have to be too nervous. That was a long time ago, and although this kid named Jack has the blood and surname of the Fractured Bone Clan, you can see that he is just a human now. Neither you nor Wolf, nor even the bat could discover the secrets of his bloodline, which means that he was already a human with a faint Frostfiend bloodline, not a Frostfiend in a human appearance, and if I hadn't had a particularly keen sense of smell for that damn bloodline, I wouldn't have noticed the near-vanishing scent. As he spoke, the old man put a blanket over his body and narrowed his eyes. Indeed, Cheese and Jack have been walking together for so long and have not felt that there is anything special about him, and the Lord of Wolf would never let him come to see the old woman if he noticed Jack's blood, lest he mess up this meeting, which has a low success rate.

"In other words, you won't be embarrassed by Jack's bone-splitting blood, will you?" asked the mage. Although this was almost the meaning of the other party's words just now, Cheese felt that it was safer to let the hermit admit it himself. With the character of the wolfwalker, as long as she answers yes, then the problem with the "monkey" is not a problem.

"Hehe, I didn't say that. Although this kid doesn't have to die for the past of the Broken Bone Clan, I am not a good person, a person who has ruined the blood of your entire clan, would you let him go so easily?" the old man said.

Cheese's eyelids jumped, and although the meaning of the other party's words didn't seem to kill Jack, the mage always felt that something was wrong. But at this moment, Jack patted Cheese on the shoulder and gestured to the mage, telling Cheese not to dwell too much on his problem and to complete the city lord's commission first. The mage nodded, and then he remembered that the purpose of this trip was not to find Jack's background, but to seek the help of the old man in front of him.

"Alright then, let's not talk about that for now. The purpose of our visit must be very clear to you, I don't know if you can give us an answer, if you have any requirements, you can also put forward first. The mage said, his posture was already very low, and he even encouraged the other party to make some conditions. From Cheese's point of view, the top priority at this time is to find the main messenger behind the scenes, and as soon as he gets the information he wants, the mage can leave the Iron Keep with his companions immediately.

"Yes, as long as I promise to help, you will agree to my conditions?" Although the old man's eyes were only half-open, Cheese felt the eyes of a beast observing his prey from those eyes, "Well, it's not difficult for me to make a move." And I only have one request, you can leave that boy named Jack for lunch with me later. ”

This inexplicable request made the mage frown, the other party had just promised not to kill Jack, but at this time, he made such an obvious condition as a threat, what did it mean? Although he couldn't say that he didn't know anything about the wolfwalker's style, Cheese always felt that the wolf witch in front of him was a little different from the wolfwalker he knew, and it was this difference that made it difficult for Cheese to understand the other party's purpose for doing so.

However, while the mage was still thinking about it, Jack had already spoken.

"I promise you. I'd like to stay and eat with you. The "monkey" said this with ease, as if he were only agreeing to the request of a lonely old man for a meal, without realizing that the other party was a werewolf with whom he had a blood feud.

"Good, it's almost time. There's still some ingredients in the kitchen, you go make lunch, and as for you, go back and tell Wolf I'll be on the battlefield tonight. The old man pointed to the kitchen to Jack, and then began to chase them away.

Although the mage was not comfortable leaving Jack alone, the old woman and her hounds drove them away, and at the suggestion of Jack himself, the three of them had to leave the hut. The old man's dogs watched the mage leave like guards, and then quietly guarded the surroundings of the hut, as if something important was about to happen in the house.

As smoke drifted out of the kitchen chimney, Jack quickly placed a plate of salad, a pot of broth, and some bread on the living room table. Then he helped the old man move his chair to the table, and he did it all so naturally, as if he was completely unaware that the old woman in front of him had a terrible power that could tear herself apart. Seeing Jack's actions, the old man sat down at the table with satisfaction, and then said to the "monkey" standing aside.

"I still have a chair in my bedroom, move it out. ”

Jack obediently opened the wooden door, went to the bedroom, and brought out a smaller chair. Placing the chair at the table, he sat down as well. In the sound of the old man chewing, the two of them swept away the food on the table without saying a word. After eating, Jack put away the dishes in the kitchen, as a hunter, often have to survive alone in the forest, and Jack is no stranger to the job of washing dishes. When he returned to the drawing-room, he found that the old man was still sitting at the dining table, and the "monkey" was consciously seated in front of the hermit, waiting for the other to tell him what he had really done to keep him.

After a long time, the old man finally spoke.

"My name is Louise, and people who live nearby will call me Mrs. Louise. As a wolfwalker, my name is Louise Alexander. The last werewolf of the Alexandrian clan. ”

Jack nodded, signaling that he was listening to Mrs. Louise.

"And the purpose of keeping you is also because I see in you a ridiculous but really happening prophecy in you. That prophecy was told to me when I was younger, and at that time I was bent on finding the Broken Bone Clan for revenge, and it was always a quick way to find people through divination, but I met a strange wizard who didn't tell me where the Broken Bone Clan was, but told me......" The Wolf Witch paused at this point.

"What did he say?" asked Jack.

He said that Alexander would be reborn from the blood of the broken bones. When the old man said this, his eyes widened suddenly, those eyes should never belong to a human, they were the eyes of a wolf!