Luna lay in the saddle, chin propped up, listening to the troubadour's slightly hoarse voice, even though the attendants behind her had urged her several times, but still had no intention of getting up and leaving.

Fifteen or sixteen years old is the age when everything new is interesting.

Troubadours, known for their erratic movements, are not always available.

Not to mention the backwoods of a border market town like Madette.

That's why Luna didn't want to miss out on this incredible opportunity.

Moreover, she did not want to participate in today's hunt in the first place.

The appearance of the troubadour gave her an excellent excuse for refusing to participate in such "barbarism".

Support!!!

Luna's eyes lit up and she clapped her hands at the right time, cheering on the troubadour's performance.

There was a noisy applause at the scene, which once again drowned out the sound of the entourage's call.

However, Luna's careful thinking has long been seen through by her father.

In Dak. Heathfield's memory of doing something to avoid hunting was the eighteenth time Luna had been named Heathfield.

Although these tactics were often ridiculously naïve, he was not at all disgusted.

A woman is better than a father.

There is no better love for a daughter than a father!

Duck stands at the front of the hunting procession, then looks back at Luna, who is slow to move in the distance.

Even in the midst of the crowd, it is hidden by all kinds of pedestrians.

On top of the sturdy horse, Luna's long purple dress and slender figure still look so eye-catching.

My daughter is growing up!

Although satisfying his daughter's willfulness is the happiness of a father, he also has an identity as a guardian knight, so he has some responsibilities that he has to bear personally!

Duck withdrew his gaze from his daughter, then looked up at the sky.

It's time to go.

Hush~~

A shrill whistle came from Duck's mouth.

Luna's steed moved.

Hey~~~~!

Luna was startled by the sudden advance of her mount, and she quickly grabbed the reins and stepped on the stirrups to stop the horse.

Her efforts proved to be useless.

The horse she rode was a companion who had followed her father in the northern and southern wars, and the old horse's loyalty had been tested by blood and fire, and it was not something that could be swayed by a single rein.

Luna angrily threw away the reins and let the horses trot with her.

Without the support in her hands, she could only clamp the horse's belly hard, trying her best to maintain her elegance as a lady.

The horse leads Luna to the front of the group, standing side by side with her father.

Luna glanced at Duck beside her.

Father had a gentle smile on his face.

It's the warmest smile ever, but it makes Luna feel very dissatisfied.

A feeling of being teased came over her.

Laugh, you're still laughing!

Miss out on the bard's wonderful story and be forced to take part in this bloody hunt.

The more Luna on horseback thought about it, the more angry she became, and the morning light, which originally represented hope, dimmed a lot.

Woo, woo, what a bad day today!

Breaking a girl's heart, the consequences are terrible!

Even if the other party loves her father the most, she can't be forgiven.

Hmph, ignore you!

She sneered at her father beside her, and then turned her head to look to the other side, which was a silent protest.

Although Duck is a knight who admires martial arts, as a male creature, he also clearly understands a truth.

Don't provoke a female who is angry, even if she is still young, don't underestimate her current destructive power!

Duck motioned to his attendant to lead Luna's horse, then waved his hand.

The hunting party is officially on duty!

Goal, El Than!

......

Time passes eternally, and happiness is a day.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and after darkness, there is dawn again.

The bright morning light crosses the constraints of the skyline and illuminates the earth.

Under the gradually brightening sky, the mountains on the horizon reveal their majestic figures like creeping giants.

Beneath the mountains, lush nameless forests cover the entire area as far as the eye can see.

Under the towering trees, the roots are intertwined, the strange rocks are craggy, the mountain streams and streams, the flowers, birds, insects and snakes are a piece of heaven and earth, giving birth to endless vitality.

A gray shadow sprang out of the bushes in the forest at a rapid speed.

The gray shadow fell on the boulder in the forest, revealing its muscular form and white fur in the first rays of sunlight that pierced through the canopy.

This is an adult white wolf.

A white wolf known for his elegance.

As a descendant of Hatti, the Wolf of the Moon, he will forever believe in and pass on the bloodline of the Sky-Swallowing Behemoth Fenrir.

The white wolves of El Sen are a small colony.

In this dark forest full of dangers, a total of 56 white wolves, large and small, with their agile posture and intelligent talent, are guarding their territory under the leadership of the wolf king.

The white wolf on the boulder doesn't have time to enjoy the warmth of the sun.

Just a few breaths away, there were one, two, three....... Four!

Four gray shadows rushed towards it from four different directions.

Enemy Attack!!

In the face of the attack, the white wolf did not panic.

I saw it leap up from the boulder with all four legs, and its hind legs were a little above the trunk of a big tree next to the boulder, and a turn back, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, running in the opposite direction of the sun, and disappearing into the shadows at a very fast speed.

Target Escape!

Four slightly smaller white wolves gathered around the boulder, looked in the direction where the white wolf had disappeared, and bared their teeth and roared in a little annoyance.

The siege was declared a failure.

Among them, the head wolf with a slightly larger body stood on top of the boulder, looking back at the little wolf who was gasping next to the boulder, his eyes were full of blame.

This guy, as always, is holding everyone back.

Frustration doesn't change reality.

The operation is not over yet.

As the "head wolf", he is well aware that now is not the time to blame any of his teammates.

"Chase!"

In the wolves.

The command of the head wolf has absolute authority.

Without hesitation, several wolf cubs followed it and ran in the direction of the "prey" fleeing.

But......

Obeying orders does not mean that everyone has no opinion.

It's just that the way in which each expresses its opinion is different.

The head wolf didn't say a word, judging the direction of the prey only by a trace of smell in front of him, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

A snow-white she-wolf followed.

Staggered from the she-wolf, it is a wolf cub with a variegated tail.

The wolf cub in third place ran as he kept looking back to count the last of his teammates behind him.

"Al, can't you just be faster?"

"It's all your fault that you're half a beat slower, and we've failed again!"

"It was because of you last time, it was you last time, it was you last time, it was you last time!"

"Drag the hind leg Al, crane tail Al, incompetent Al!"

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault, it's all your ......"

Regardless of race, gender, age, chatter is a disease.

If it is a disease, it must be cured!!

Seeing that the head wolf did not say anything, the little she-wolf in front of her rolled her eyes, her body paused slightly, and stretched her hind legs in a very small amplitude.

The chattering wolf was turning back to focus on the wild spray, and it didn't pay attention to the "secret calculation" from the front at all.

"It's all to blame...... Ah~~~"

The chattering little wolf was instantly attacked, and one of them flew out sideways and hit his head on the big tree in front of him.

Boom!

Leaves fall like catkins.

On the ground, the chattering little wolf rolled with his head in his hands.

"Whew, it hurts!"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts~"

The little she-wolf looked at the stupid man on the ground, and then turned to the little wolf who had already rushed behind her, with a sly smile on her face and a look full of support and encouragement.

All that happened just now didn't seem to have any effect on the last ranked wolf.

It kept its direction the same, its speed undiminished, and it stepped over the stupid man who was still rolling on the ground, and brushed past the little she-wolf.

In the dappled light and shadow, we can see that the last little wolf, named Al, has a slightly darker coat, or more appropriate gray coat.

Al understood that Phil was angry for him.

However, this is not the time to express gratitude to her.

Of course, as Al's older sister, Phil doesn't need the little wolf to thank her.

She only does what she feels she should do!

Under Phil's gaze, Al's eyes became more resolute, and his four hooves became more forceful, running in the direction of the head wolf.

Looking at Al, who was far away.

Phil smiled slightly, lightly kicked Hall, who was still wailing on the ground, and then followed Al's footsteps, a few ups and downs, and disappeared into the shade.

……