Chapter 623: Sharp-Clawed Werewolf (I)
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Leon felt as if he had passed a certain stage in his life, and his views on many things were quite different from what he had before. Just like this time, even though he had a battlefield map that was almost never going to get lost, hearing Belmond's words to them, he didn't even feel the slightest fluctuation in his feelings, and even stopped Melissa from trying to distinguish for him in time.
"yes, thank you for the reminder, we'll take notice," Leon said with a smile on his face.
For some reason, such an answer made Belmond a little angry, but after all, the other party was expressing gratitude, so he had to close his mouth and swallow back what he wanted to say.
However, the young man didn't seem to pay attention to his feelings, and went straight to the werewolf leader's side, asking about some inconsequential things without a word, and Melissa often helped on the side, Belmond slowly felt that it would be too stingy if he remained silent any longer, so he gradually forgot about the unhappiness just now, and began to ask and answer with the rhythm of the other party, and the atmosphere felt a little more harmonious.
In fact, Belmond looks tall and mighty, and is one of the leaders of the sharp-clawed werewolves, but its age is relatively not much different from these young humans, and it can't avoid some blood and impulses, and these feelings come and go quickly, as long as the matter passes quickly, it can be forgotten, and it will not be like those people who are very deep in the city will always hold a grudge, which is very angry with Leon.
In the course of their exchanges, Erin would sometimes make a difference. Most of the information that came out of her mouth was known to Belmond. But occasionally one or two things popped up that he had never heard of, and Belmond did not question them at once, as he had just done at once, for he felt more and more that the young girl was indeed quite learned. Maybe it knows something it hasn't heard of.
"Father is right, humans are really special," the young werewolf leader thought to himself, "They are the most fragile creatures, and it will take more effort to be as strong as us, but ...... However, they have a wisdom and heritage that no other race can match, and with this, they can make up for their weaknesses step by step. It can make the hard work more rewarded, so that it can gradually rise to become one of the most powerful races in this continent. ”
Belmond couldn't help but look at Melissa, who was listening curiously to their conversation. "And you...... If you really have the blood of the Golden Wolf Clan, and at the same time you are a human, will you become different from them?"
Time flies by in casual conversations, and three hours are almost instantaneous. When they came out of the cave. The eastern sky had already begun to turn white, and the various sounds that had been in my ears at night had disappeared, making the morning in the Pale Mountains seem unusually quiet.
Belmond himself led the werewolves to carefully cover the cavern's mouth with plants, and then set off again, heading north along the widening gray valley. Their speed was so fast that the vast area of "thorny vines" was almost instantaneous, and the valley gradually returned to its original dry and desolate appearance.
After a few more hours, the light green weeds beneath my feet began to grow. Gradually, they passed the surface of their feet, and then they turned a few small corners in succession. I noticed that the variety of plants in front of me became more lush, which seemed to prove that we were getting closer to the water source.
"We're almost there, and the time is just right. ”
The sun had just moved in the middle of the day, and Belmond exhaled with satisfaction as he looked at the shadow shrunk into a small mass beneath his feet.
The werewolves slowed down and made their way down a grassy path that had been trampled countless times. From here, Leon sensed that several werewolves often appeared in hidden locations such as behind the rocks and on the tops of the trees, and their eyes swept over the returning people, and when they landed on several humans behind them, they immediately became sharp, but when they saw the figure of Belmond beside the humans, they quickly disappeared.
After dozens of minutes, a flat grass appeared in front of them, and several extremely simple wooden houses stood on one side, and a dozen werewolves had already heard the noise coming from the ground, and gathered outside to look in this direction.
"This is our southernmost outpost," Belmond said, "and wait a minute, I'll go and say hello to them." ”
It picked up speed, instantly crossed the distance of dozens of people, and appeared in front of the werewolves that met it.
The people stopped, taking advantage of the waiting time to take a closer look at their surroundings. Leon observed Belmond's conversation with the werewolves, and although they communicated with each other in the werewolves' own language, there were some clues on their expressions.
At first they looked at this side with confusion on their faces, apparently asking about the humans, but then it was probably not, for Belmond suddenly looked up in the direction of the north, and when it lowered its head, its expression became somewhat gloomy.
"Let's go," it said quickly back to Leon.
"In the past two days of your absence, has the human-faced spider mother or the ferocious crocodile attacked again?" the young man asked directly, following Belmond's footsteps.
Along the way, he and Belmond exchanged a lot of money, and although they didn't become friends, the atmosphere was still quite harmonious, so even if they asked a little more sensitive things now, they wouldn't be offended.
"Yes. ”
Belmond was no longer surprised by Leon's judgment, and replied in a low voice, "It's the Human-Faced Spider Mother, it came yesterday, and although it killed a dozen of its children, we also killed about the same number of warriors on our side. ”
"It's been getting active lately and needs more attention," the werewolf leader muttered to himself, but it quickly came to its senses and raised its head and walked forward, "It's none of your business, come along, let's go to the central camp." ”
Belmond remained silent for the rest of the journey, until they passed two werewolf colonies dotted with wooden houses, and a sizable camp finally appeared in front of them.
The large group of werewolves that had followed all the way had long since dispersed, and had already informed all places about the arrival of humans in the territory, so the werewolves were not surprised by the presence of these humans, but they still stood up from the ground and glanced at Leon and his party with a faintly hostile gaze.
For Leon at this moment, even if hundreds of werewolves stood in front of him and stared at him with wide eyes, he would not feel any uneasiness, and he didn't even seem to notice that he had become the target of attention, admiring the wooden house complex that blended the two styles of simplicity and roughness.
"I didn't expect werewolves to live in wooden houses......" he sighed in a low voice.
Now that they had arrived at the central camp, Belmond was staring at one of the buildings, not noticing Leon's voice, but Erin heard it, and she chuckled softly, "Do you think that all creatures except us humans sleep in the open?"
As soon as these words came out, Leon immediately felt two substantial gazes shooting from Fiona's direction, he immediately restrained his expression, and said seriously: "How come, I just think that since they live here, the stone building will be safer, right?"
"Hmph!" the vampire girl's cold snort came, and the young man knew that his timely change of words would not have an obvious effect, so he immediately said, "Belmond, are you taking us to the Patriarch of Basel now?"
"I need to go in and speak to the Chief," said the young werewolf leader, "just wait outside for a while." (To be continued......)