Time passed quietly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wren's mastery of mental power has become more and more adept.

He uses the sorcery "Necromancy Control" to turn an owl and a mouse into his own eyeliner and patrol the territory.

He spent most of his time alone in his secret room studying witchcraft, sometimes with Hedi.

Heidi's insights into witchcraft often stunned Wren as if it were her natural gift.

Thinking of the unformed models of witchcraft in her sea of consciousness, Wren always guessed that there was some big secret hidden in her.

Occasionally, Wren would go to the territory in disguise to wander around, feeling the life of ordinary people.

Giant Bear Town gets a new look under the construction of Bruce and Offne.

There were no more starving beggars, and the leaned faces of the people gradually showed a healthy flush.

When it comes to Wren, the people of Giant Bear Town give a thumbs up. If they meet outsiders, they will proudly say that they are Wren's people.

Offne, who had been carefully guarded by Wren, seemed to enjoy her current life and rarely returned to live in the Baron's Court.

Wren asked Bruce about the new laws in Bear Town, and Offne was very interested in the new ordinances in Giant Bear.

The only thing that left Wren a little speechless was Josephni.

Somehow, she would appear at the Baron's Court every now and then. Or invite Wren to an event in the Holy See, or just have a meal.

Wren felt that the woman had other plans.

The occasional glint in her cold eyes betrayed her.

Andrew enjoyed it very much, and every time Joseni appeared, he would run to accompany him.

What made Wren feel most distressed and irritable was that in the past two months, no matter how much he used all means, his strength had not improved in the slightest.

......

As the weather gets colder, something strange happens in Giant Bear Town.

At first, the chickens and ducks kept by the people were stolen, then the cattle and sheep, and even the horses in the baron's private camp began to decrease.

Thieves exist in this world, but to be bold enough to steal a nobleman's belongings is to hit the muzzle of a gun.

The hundred-odd private soldiers of Giant Bear Town were gearing up and taking turns keeping vigil, intending to catch the damn thief.

But the strange thing is that even though they worked 24-hour shifts, they didn't catch the thief in the end.

During this period, the number of horses in the camp decreased sharply at a rate of one or two per day.

It may not be a few months before the horses are stolen by the thief.

As the leader of these private soldiers, Andrew, who was second only to Wren in prestige in the private barracks, was furious and decided to keep an eye on him himself.

The next day, Andrew appeared at Wren's side in a state of malaise.

"Tiger is missing!" Andrew said.

Wren put down the scroll in his hand and wondered, "What's going on?"

It was through Andrew's mouth that Wren knew what was happening these days.

"In just one shot, I was knocked away by it. Andrew said with a solemn expression, "Although I didn't see its appearance clearly, I think it was probably a magical beast." ”

Warcraft.

It is the only creature in this world that can rival that of a wizard.

They are cunning and cruel, bloodthirsty and powerful, and are the natural enemies of humans.

If the only positive meaning of the existence of the Holy See and even wizards is the deterrence of the Warcraft race.

Wren couldn't help but put away his wandering and stared at Andrew: "Tell me about your contact with it." ”

After listening to Andrew's words, Wren pondered for a moment and said, "You don't have to worry about it for the past few days, leave it to me." ”

Andrew nodded.

Tiger's disappearance caused a slight ripple in the private camp.

Everyone knew that he was on duty yesterday to prevent the thief from stealing the horse, and this disappearance would undoubtedly give rise to bad associations.

Andrew's reassurance worked, and the panic in the crowd was quickly suppressed.

Night.

Wren got rid of his pestering sister and calmed down when he returned to his room.

The necromancy control witchcraft model in the Sea of Consciousness flickered slightly, and his gaze shifted to another place.

His vision descended from above, and the dark night took on a faint fluorescent color under his gaze.

Through necromantic control, he had shifted his gaze to the owl that he controlled.

As soon as his mind moved, he controlled the owl's body and flew up.

A moment later, a gray owl landed on a large tree outside the private camp of the Baron's Palace.

In the dark, it was a little inconspicuous, but those red eyes made people palpitate.

Dark clouds swept by, blocking the moon in the sky.

A disheveled soldier stuffed half-eaten bread into his pocket, unbuttoned his trouser belt and peed outside the camp.

The boos were particularly harsh.

Wren was a little speechless.

"Oh!" the soldier had just finished peeing and lifted his pants when one hand reached for bread from his pocket and let out a scream.

A dark shadow flickered, and a crumb of bread floated through the air.

There was a hint of coldness in the owl's red eyes, and then the red faded into inky black.

Wren opened his eyes.

"Did you even start shooting at humans? He muttered to himself.

With the Crimson Moon Bow on his back and the Crimson Moon Blade at his waist, Wren pushed the door open.

Dressed in a black robe, he blends in with the night.

By the time he arrived at the camp, there was already a commotion.

Wren vaguely heard Andrew say something, and the noise slowly weakened.

In the darkness of the night, the owl's eyes turned red again.

It flapped its wings and flew off into the distance, Wren following behind.

A wisp of mind-control owl made him slightly tired.

The exhaustion didn't last long, and he stopped in front of a wooden hut.

The cabins are the kind of steeple houses that are common in Giant Bear Town, and they look a little rudimentary from the outside.

Wren stopped outside the hut and raised his hand and a ball of fire flew out.

Rumble!

The fireball hit the hut, igniting it instantly, and the burst of energy tore it apart.

Not far away, the lights of some people's houses came on one after another, and Wren could feel the eyes of others focused on this place.

His eyes were all drawn to the cruel scene in front of him.

In his field of vision, a grizzly bear more than three meters tall was devouring it.

In front of the grizzly bear was a bloody corpse that was dressed in the service of a private soldier in the Baron's Court.

Next to it, there are more than a dozen humanoid skeletons, large and small.

The house blew up, and Grizzly stopped eating, looking back at Wren coldly.

This is not an ordinary grizzly bear, but a second-order Demonic Beast Jungle Demon Bear!

Wren suddenly regretted how he could be so impulsive and ran without knowing the identity of his opponent.

Suddenly, he saw a pool of blood under the jungle demon bear, and the fur on its lower abdomen was faintly red.

Wren was stunned, then overjoyed.

This jungle demon bear is injured!

No sooner had this kind of joy than Wren was stunned by a terrifying bear roar.

"Damn, injured second-order demonic beasts aren't that easy to deal with. ”

Sensing a fishy wind approaching, Wren was annoyed.