This bow is actually a bit small for me, and I'm talking about pull. The first arrow was dodged by it, and it was forgiven for dodging it from a distance. But after the second arrow was dodged again, I threw away the bow and drew the dagger from my waist.

It lunged at me with its bloody jaws wide open, and the roar in its throat was particularly piercing in the dimly lit space. Instead of dodging, I slashed at it in the head.

This guy didn't even hide, he played with me?

It dodged anyway, swinging its head to the side to dodge. I dodged too, dodging to the side. Even though we both dodged my knife and slashed into its shoulder, he threw me to the ground again.

But this time I had a dagger in my left hand, and its claws were once again on my chest. It was so powerful that it seemed to tear through the armor on my chest.

But its claws still couldn't tear through my armor, and I pressed my right arm against its chin, and the dagger in my left hand stabbed into its diagonal ribs.

The knife stabbed through the gap between my ribs was a sign of my upcoming victory.

Its body subconsciously tilted to the left, and it let go of its right claw that was gripping my armor, and jerked it up to lift it high, but it dropped before it could lift it.

Then it rolled to the side, clutching its injured ribs and straining to the side. The roar in its mouth was gone, and I saw the first hint of timidity in its eyes.

I rolled over and got down on one knee, the dagger in my left hand still stuck in it, and it was good that the dagger remained in it. Every time it moves, it will re-injure it, even if it's breathing.

It's impossible not to breathe hard. Although it was restraining itself and trying not to gasp too much, it looked like it should have failed to restrain itself.

It started coughing, the kind with the blood.

Have you ever seen a dog cough?

Ah, he's not a dog. He is a werewolf, and werewolves can cough.

I stared at it and didn't rush to expand its advantage or kill it directly, but watched it weaken little by little.

That's not a good idea.

Its right eye was covered in a bloody scab, and it couldn't open that eye. It glared at me with its still alive left eye, a look of hatred that only meant that it had been cornered and wanted to hide its fear with ferocity.

"You're the one I saw...... The second werewolf. I stood up and said. The werewolf I saw in the castle where I didn't know what it was called could understand human speech, and the werewolf obeyed the man's commands.

But when I think back, the werewolf in front of me doesn't seem to be quite the same as that. Despite the size of the head, this werewolf seems to be smaller than the one in the castle. And he looked a little different from the werewolf, but I can't tell you any difference.

"Can you understand me?" I say.

A low purr came out of his throat, was that a response?

"I've seen one in a castle to the north...... Well...... I'm not sure if you can call it human right now. I said, "Are you afraid?" ”

Seeing that its body began to tremble, I said, "If you didn't want to eat me, chances are you wouldn't be in this situation today, but it's a pity that you met me." I glanced at the environment next to me: "You still have the same ...... Companion? She-wolf? Female wolves and the like. ”

Looking at the way it looked, I didn't know if it understood or not, but the hostility it showed increased significantly. I put the knife in its sheath and turned my head to look at the bow on the ground, and when I picked it up, the guy didn't move, it really didn't work.

I carried a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other. I'm trying to figure it out if I want to shoot it now. But what about after shooting it? I think this thing should be quite valuable, it can't be sold for a few dollars in this poor village, but if it is transported to Wangcheng, it is estimated that this thing will be sold for a few more gold coins.

Thinking of this, I put my bow and arrow back, and after a little waiting, the werewolf finally fell. The chances of getting up with your head arched on the ground are almost zero.

I pulled out my knife and leaned over slowly, its slightly heaving belly telling me it wasn't dead. It's the first time I've seen this thing up close.

Its fur looks quite smooth. It would be nice to peel off the skin and make something like a purse or a tote bag. A thought flashed through my mind.

I walked around behind it and kicked it in the body, and it seemed that it was really not working. After dragging it out of the hole, I crouched down to see what it was all about, but then it suddenly shook its head and bit at me!

I was startled, but I couldn't hide too close, and I reached out and put my left arm in front of me, and its big mouth bit it.

It's playing dead!

Its face was so close at this point, and after it bit my left arm, I pushed it out as hard as I could, preventing it from freeing itself from my restraints. It was fighting me, and I knew it could bite me in the face if it didn't hold its arm.

My right hand gripped its throat, and the force of my thumb made me want to rip at its fur and tear its throat.

It's a stalemate.

I don't know how long it was going to be dead, but when I felt the mouth that was biting my left arm suddenly lose its strength, I knew it was really dead. It wasn't until its mouth completely lost its bite force that the sharp teeth pulled out of my muscles and I let go of my hand at the same time.

I was lying on the ground gasping for breath, it should have lost its breath.

Always be vigilant until the enemy is dead. Farad's words echoed in my ears again. I know how to make up for people, but I was negligent in front of this thing. I'm glad I'm still alive.

After removing the bandage, I noticed that my newly healed left arm had been bitten several holes again, and I poked one of the holes lightly, and the blood flowed out.

How much blood do I have to shed......

In fact, looking at these eyes on my arm, I was more worried about rabies. It's very likely that I've been bitten by a rabid dog and I've gotten this disease...... The thought of this makes me nervous again.

I don't know how many days it takes for rabies to develop, what kind of medicine was used last time I was almost taken by a jackal......

I'm going to have to find someone to get there, first, to find a doctor to see if I can cure it, second, I'm going to have to sell this thing, and third......

In case there is rabies, I hope that the money I get will be handed over to my brothers. If I really die, they can collect my body.

I was nervous until I found someone, but when I asked the villagers if anyone could cure rabies, they all looked at me in surprise and shook their heads and said they didn't know. There are no doctors in this village, and the only doctor is also in the town to the south. It's less than a day away.

They asked me how I did it, and I said I killed a werewolf in the forest. They were extremely surprised, and only then did I realize that there had been a monster in this black forest for a day or two, and there had been cases where people had gone missing, and everyone said that they had probably been captured by the monster.

Because it was unhaunted, the only hunter in the village didn't understand it at all, and the people in the village still couldn't believe it was real after hearing that I had killed it.

I asked a few young men to carry the werewolf's corpse with me, and the young ones immediately showed a keen interest in it, eager to see what the monster in my mouth looked like.

Because it was quite far away, I took seven of them into the forest. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it! In the two days since I left, the corpse had not only stiffened, but some maggots had begun to enjoy the feast on it.

The boys had never seen anything before, and although they were scared, the more they felt the more they wanted to see what it was, and their excitement was palpable. Especially when I came up to see what this thing looked like, I felt that this topic could be a lifetime of braggadocio for them.

The corpse was carried out, and the adults didn't let the children see it, and the children were so curious that the adults couldn't stop them, so they had to get closer to see what was new. The adults really couldn't help it, so they covered it with thatch.

Despite this, it is said that there was a good thing to go to see the monster that night, and there were even cases where the child was fine during the day, and after going to bed at night, he had nightmares and was scared to cry.

It seems that this village has a new trick to scare disobedient children in the future.

The townspeople soon came, and I was taken with the corpse to their lord's place, where I was going...... Twilight Bay Town.

The town was not small, and it was already night when we arrived, and the lords of Twilight Bay came to see the monsters with torches.

The mayor was an old man in his sixties, whom they called Lord Amst. The old man was on crutches, and a dignified girl beside him was holding his arm.

The torches in the courtyard went around, and the whole courtyard was brightened, just to see what this thing was. The girl frowned as she helped the old man closer, and then quickly covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

The old man ignored me and looked at the corpse intently. After looking up and down for half an hour, he finally remembered me, turned and walked up to me, "You killed me?" ”

I nodded.

"How do you prove that you killed it?"

I was a little surprised when this bastard said it, how could it be proved that I killed him...... I frowned and stared at him and raised my arm, "Do you want to see the wound he bit me?" ”

He smiled, then waved his hand, "Reward this warrior." He said.

"I'm going to sell it, my lord."

When I said this, I saw the instant stiffness on his face, although he didn't face me, but looking at his side face, I knew that his expression was frozen at this time.

"Say it again." He squinted at me.

"This is my prey, my lord." I didn't say another word.

"Humph!" He snorted. "I'll give you a price that no one else can afford."

"The highest respect for your justice and mercy." I say.

"Give him ten gold coins, Jeff." The old man said generously.

"No, my lord. I want two hundred gold coins for this corpse. I said.

There was no murderous aura in his eyes, but a majesty unique to the eyes of an elderly man of this age, and the disgust and impatience were vividly displayed.

"Say it again, young man." He said to me gently.