Metamorphosis is everywhere, and McGentos today is the best he has ever seen in his life. Heroes, according to legend, are people who were wise when they were teenagers. Megentos has been yearning for it since he was a child, and it was only when he grew up that he gradually realized that he could not be a so-called hero. First, there is a problem with one's own origin, and second, where are there heroes in this world?

McGentos uses his mostly humanized werewolf worldview to believe that there is only metamorphosis in this world. In fact, he was just one step away from the door and maybe he was blinded.

None of the qiē non-humans he had seen before were ...... "excessive" to the one he had seen not long ago. So offbeat, so ...... It's hard to put into words. It seems to be a "tangled body" that constantly contradicts itself, but it is so indescribable "normal" that gathers on each other's body. It seemed that at that moment, McGentos really felt that there might be that kind of "hero" in this world, but the change of form was different.

Coming from a legendary tribe of barbarians, but as beautiful and petite as a woman, so thin but hiding a strong soul, the small body of the battle is like the god of war. The usual laughter and scolding are the same as ordinary people, but they have extraordinary affinity...... To be honest, the werewolf thought it was a pretty fool at first, but later it turned out that it wasn't just a fool - he often talked with a hidden secret. Legend is proficient in music, and legend is good at poetry and singing. The decisiveness of the killing during the war made people almost forget his appearance, and his combat effectiveness was outrageous.

As a werewolf, Megentos felt that he was considered a second-class race. But by virtue of his military merits, loyalty, and luck in the general environment, he got mixed into the position of viscount. He felt that his greatest strength and weakness were being a werewolf - but he had met the Bourkeso at this moment. To be exact, he didn't even know that what he had encountered was actually an alternative Bourkeso, and he subconsciously took a peek and thought he knew everything.

For this kind of person, Megentos is really helpless. He had come to ask for the support of the city of Canafon, which was the most important commercial city in the entire Vierva region, which had been a major commercial city since ancient times. Taxes here are very good, and the ownership of Caernarfon will make the surrounding satellite cities look in the wind. The impact on the Vietera region is huge, and the impact on taxes is huge. What is it that is fighting? Isn't it money?

Magentos was surprised to learn that the young man from Bourkeso, who was only sixteen years old this year, was the secretary of Alice Field's close staff. At first, Megentos thought it was just a forbidden woman who was favored by a widow by virtue of her looks. Later he thought it might be a forbidden man with force value - and finally he realized that even if it was a forbidden body, Cybertron Hell Roar Bourkeso was also a forbidden man with great abilities. He speaks not only because he is favored because of his good looks, but also because of his excellent ability...... Of course, werewolves still believe that looks determine their fate.

The reason: he has missed countless opportunities because of his looks.

Now he was fully aware that Alice Phil might be in trouble, but she would still listen to the young man in front of her. Although I don't know where I came from at a young age, this is not a third-rate novel that doesn't need so many explanations. The reality is that there are those who cannot understand that one plus one equals two at the age of 80, and there are those who graduate with a doctorate at the age of eighteen.

Then fate let the eighty-year-old enjoy eighty years of glory and wealth, and the eighteen-year-old Ph.D. graduate at the age of twenty went to sell his body. It's all possible--

Having prepared some gifts, Magentos went to Cybertron's home.

He had just fought alongside him a few days earlier. The appearance of the other party wielding a two-handed giant sword with the same length as his body and a width of tens of centimeters made him remember it vividly. But now...... He found that the petite beautiful boy took off his apron and handed over the frying spoon, as if he had been hit by his maid.

"Really, should I find a maid? Octopus Lady or something is good, at least you can eat when you're hungry, you can drink ink when you're thirsty, and you have eight hands for stir-frying...... Alas, it's not the octopus lady from the evil god. Muttered, Cybertron walked out on its own.

Megentos himself was even more struck - this is the man who was almost like the god of war a few days ago?

Ahem, it's not the time to care about such a trivial matter.

"Look who's coming?well, Mr. McGentos—" Removing his hand, Cybertron took the werewolf's large, powerful hand, "I guess you must be ...... To get our wife to send troops in a hurry, right?"

"That's true...... To be honest, I don't know how to compliment you or rate you. The werewolf pouted more like a husky! Sweeping the hair from his cheeks, Megentos said, "A good warrior, a competent secretary, a handsome young man with great ability?—aha, I'm complimenting you, you know, I grew up in human society." This face has been teased a lot, and if I could, I would really want to swap with you. ”

"If you want, I don't, you see if some headless horseman over there will kill you and kill me again. Cybertron smiled and said, "If you have nothing to do, you won't come back to beg me, just say it if you have something to say." By the way, let me stop talking about my wife's advice—you know, I've been deeply hated by her lately. ”

"Well, how do you let me know? You're so annoyed by her and she's so close?" the werewolf smiled and sat down with Cybertron, "Your home is shabby enough, with only one maid...... So, do you want me to send you a few?"

"She-wolf?"

"No, don't look down on me, my aesthetic concept is almost the same as that of humans because of my years of age—now I recommend to you the top female slaves in the largest and best slave market in Lan Dun. Well...... It's not much use to say that now......"

With a snap of his fingers with sharp nails, two knights behind him walked up to Cybertron carrying a small box.

"That's enough for you to buy enough maids, isn't it?" The small case, about the size of a computer case, was opened, filled with golden coins. "It's not a lot, it's about three thousand of them. ”

“...... Honestly, you were the first to come and bribe me. Cybertron was completely stunned this time, and then laughed: "I really didn't know that I only had this price." ”

The werewolf really wanted to say - you beautiful boy is probably worth the price if you throw it in the slave market!

"I'm sure you'll make the right choice for Ms. Alice Fell. The werewolf was in a hurry, and he quickly found a high-sounding reason: "You know, the faster you send troops now, the easier it is to get rewards, don't you?"

That's the faster you die.

"Alright, take the three thousand gold coins and let's go. Cybertron clapped his heart and said that he was not in a hurry, and raising troops did not mean anything else: "There is an army that wants to go to King Qin, and there is an army that wants to stay." And also...... More gold will be sent to the royal city in a steady stream, right?"

"Uh...... You are truly admirably wise......"

"Also, next time, don't compliment me on my beauty. Cybertron smiled: "The most hated thing in my life is that others praise me for being beautiful." ”