Volume IV Rule of Chaos 69 Werewolves
In fact, I shouldn't be too surprised that such a thing appeared after seeing a lot of strange things, and the gaffe at this time was completely due to being defenseless.
As I sprinted toward the staircase, but made another sharp stop and turned to dodge the werewolf's lunge, I turned and rushed to the door.
Although after rushing out of that door, there is no better way than the stairs to be the aisle, but at this time, there is no better way, and it is a while to live a little longer. But the door had been closed at some point. I knew it probably wouldn't open, as is always the case in the story, but I was willing to try.
What the hell! Sure enough, it can't be opened!
The werewolf was much taller than me, except that his head was bigger than mine, and his shoulders were broader. Of course, I may not have an advantage in power against a guy of this size, but in terms of speed, I shouldn't lose to it.
When the werewolf lunged at me again, I rolled on my side and dodged past him, and the failure to catch me again and again made the monster more and more impatient, not only was it anxious, but the guy upstairs was even more anxious, and he stamped his feet and cursed the street.
Seeing that it couldn't catch me at all, my heart slowly calmed down. Glancing at the guy upstairs in a robe, I really wanted to punch his teeth out.
I don't know if this werewolf is his pet or what, but he finally yelled when he saw that I was playing with this thing and there was nothing he could do. The werewolf stopped and stood there.
I got a rare break, but I gasped for breath and ran towards the staircase, which was about a pinch wide. The man saw me sticking to the wall, pointed at me, and shouted at the werewolf.
The werewolf bounced off the ground, and it lunged at me again.
I'm clinging to the wall right now, but if my center of gravity is a little unstable, I can fall off it. It had only been two seconds since the werewolf came from his feet to rushing over, and I had no choice but to make this last jump sideways, and then leap towards the staircase on the second floor.
That's enough force for me to grab the edge of the staircase. I heard the sound of the wolf scratching the wall without catching me.
As I hung on the edge, the wolf grabbed me by the buttocks, and with a shard on my waist, my left leg jerked up at the knee, and then my right leg was retracted.
I thought I could dodge it, but I was scraped by its long claws. The pain came instantly, and I flipped up to the second floor. The werewolf's roar could be heard from downstairs.
I quickly looked at my legs and was caught twice, one of which was already broken. There was a shout around the corner, but the man didn't leave.
Why didn't he run?
I stood up directly against the wall, and when I saw the blood, I suddenly felt less afraid now. It still hurt to step on the ground, and I limped towards the man.
Turning the corner, the guy didn't leave, but stood there looking at me with a drooping face.
"Are you the owner of this castle?" I asked him.
"Does it have anything to do with you?" He asked rhetorically.
"Then it's not, who are you?"
"Do I need to tell you?" His eyes were full of disdain.
"What about the two who sent me to Gilneth?"
"They said they were going to Gilneth?"
"Hmph...... You're already in Gilneth. He laughed.
"Did you get me here to be his food?" I stared at this nasty guy in front of me.
"Or a toy." He said. "You're the first toy that didn't give him a lot of fun."
Before he could finish speaking, I pounced on him. But before I could reach him, the guy raised his hand and waved it in my face, and I chuckled in my heart.
The hand that grabbed him was immediately released, and his right hand was out of strength before it could be hit. The body fell to its knees uncontrollably, and then jerked backwards.
It took me a few seconds to go blank, and when I realized that I had retreated into a corner, I found him staring at me viciously.
"Maybe it's worth more to make you him!"
My hand on the ground didn't touch anything, but I had to throw it at him if my finger touched anything, even a chair. But the floor was so clean that there wasn't a single grass.
But I got up and threw myself at him. Only this time his lips flew up and down, and before I could hear what he said, I felt a chill on my face, and suddenly my eyes were covered with a layer of ice. I could even feel the stiffness of my clothes as they froze.
My movements slowed down.
I could feel it, of course, with an old punch he slammed into my head.
I fell straight to the ground.
"Looks like I'm getting my money worth it." His words reached my ears, and I felt a biting chill and a hard blow to my head.
Hah, I didn't faint. But I still consciously closed my eyes and didn't move.
"Ogden!" He yelled. "You shit!"
The werewolf below was also silent.
"But it's a good thing you didn't catch him, otherwise it's a pity that it's a good material." He muttered to himself. "Climb up, rubbish!" He said angrily.
I heard footsteps downstairs, can it climb up?
I wanted to open my eyes to see that my face was frozen at the moment, but fortunately my eyes were not frozen and blind. I opened my eyes sharply when I heard the man turn away.
I tried to get up from the ground, but unfortunately my body was much more frozen than my face. I'm still slow!
The guy heard me get up, and I saw his surprised face as he turned around, but he was horrified and unleashed his magic on me. Yes, that's absolute magic. Unexplained power.
I was kicked twice in the head as I froze again and fell to the ground, and then I lost consciousness as soon as it was dark in front of my eyes.
When I woke up, my feet were chained and I was locked in a hut. I looked up the window and it was still dark! Is it still dawn or have I fainted for the day?
My head was a little dizzy, and I thought about what happened to me, and I didn't have any memory since the two kicks that hit my head.
Suddenly, there was an itch on my body, and I scratched my ears, and my cheeks also itched, swollen and itchy. Through the faint moonlight, I saw that my body was very red and swollen, this was frostbite.
This old thing is a mage, how can there be a mage in this place?
The wound on my leg is no longer bleeding, and it has been bandaged.
Touching the shackles, I pulled a piece of wire out of the waistband of my trousers. You can do without a sword, but this thing of eating can never be abandoned.
The shackles weren't hard to open, and I leaned over the window and looked out, the moon was still hanging high in the sky, whether I passed out for a while or a few days, and it was the second half of the night.
It was very quiet, and when I touched the door, I found that it was locked from the outside. Putting the shackles open with me doesn't really work.
This situation upset me, but there was no better way for me to do it. I touched the door, and it was impossible for such a heavy oak door to break open, and if I could break it, I wouldn't be here.
Two crooks...... Thinking of this, I touched my body. I don't have any money left, but I'm quite good at taking the sheep.
Those two liars don't care, they just brought me to such a place, and they just met such a strange thing...... Tsk, is this human trafficking?
Food, toys......
The werewolf designation is not born, although the war has been widely heard for many years, but the stories about the werewolf have always been made up, and it is used by children who don't sleep at night to scare children.
Feeling the bandages on my legs, I pushed the shackles aside with my feet and figured out how to escape. It was dawn, and there were footsteps outside.
Suddenly it occurred to me that I can't pretend to be dizzy here! The result of pretending to be stunned is that he will most likely come back to see it later, but I can't tell what I will do with it when it gets dark.
Thinking of this, I got up from the ground, and it was not possible to find a corner to hide. The window on the door sees almost all the corners of this.
The footsteps are getting closer......
The man was standing in the doorway!
"Ahh Oh, my God! Damn it! As soon as these words were spoken, the voice of the unlocking key was heard, which was clearly panicked. When the sound of the key in the lock came to my ears, I thought it was done.
But at this moment, I was hanging in the corner next to the door by the crack in the wall, waiting tormentedly for the moment when the guy opened the door.
The lock is opened, and then there is the sound of the lock being taken down.
When I saw the door being pushed open halfway through, my left foot reached out. I jumped off the wall in front of the door, and the man was startled by me, and he screamed, but this time it was a trilling sound but no force.
The wound on my right leg must have been torn open when I landed, but I didn't care about the pain, so I twisted my body and reached out to grab the guy. The guy ducked back, and I didn't catch it. The guy turned and ran, and I jumped up and grabbed him by the collar of his clothes, and he cried out, and I pulled him back, and my right arm locked his throat.
I didn't want to kill someone yet, so I just strangled him.
Quickly dragged him back to the room, took him off and tied him up firmly, and I wondered if I would suffocate him to death when I gagged his mouth, but I couldn't care so much.
I scoured the side and the only thing that could be used as a weapon was a mop. So I hurried downstairs, and by this time I could already hear someone moving in the room next to me, and it was a blessing that the voice just now did not disturb others. These men got up early in the morning to work, hoping that they were still sleepy and couldn't open their eyes.
I'm not going to make a big fuss here unless I have to. What happened last night made me feel like I was still fighting against that magician.
Since I ran out of here, the best thing to do is to leave here as soon as possible, and it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years...... I'll make you look good when I come back, no...... It's still possible to set it on fire.