The quiet little village is still quiet, Arthur has finally returned here after more than a month away, but his appearance has not changed much, he is a child, but there is an extra little wolf by his side.

"Arthur, how are you going out?" A sturdy middle-aged man greeted him warmly from the blacksmith shop at the entrance of the village.

"Uncle Gna, I'm not going out to play, experience, experience," Arthur said helplessly.

"Don't brag, what's the danger of a forest with only ordinary beasts to a druid who has mastered taming beasts, it's not going to play yet, but is this little guy next to you your first companion......?

"Okay, okay, I'm going to play, the bear is fine, it's my bad luck, I'm going home"

Arthur hurried away, the druid's first pet, sometimes also determined his direction, Uncle Gna was a bear druid, all day long talking about how good the bear was, how his baby bear saved his life, and if he didn't leave, he would have to listen to him talk about his heroic deeds for the hundredth time.

But to go home you have to go through a real village, and it's noon, and everyone in the village is there, so it's okay, Arthur sighed.

"Arthur, this wolf cub is your companion, it doesn't look good!" said Nishizawa's eldest son, Bolton, teased.

"I think it's a lot more handsome than handsome. Arthur also responded politely.

"Haha, even if I transform into a frog, I'm a hundred times more handsome than it. Bolton looked up and laughed, revealing his chin that had just gotten out of his stubble.

"I hope you do. Arthur gave a good-natured sneer, and walked towards the house without stopping, a frog is not so fickle, much more difficult than a wolf.

Smiling and responding to all kinds of good-natured jokes and concerned inquiries on the road, Arthur walked home without stopping, until he walked out of the village, he was relieved, but there was a little warmth in his heart, although he could shuttle through the dense forest without feeling lonely, but sincere care would still make him feel happy, and when he entered the village, he vigilantly surrounded Hitler (the name of the little wolf) at his feet, and became cheerful again, running around.

"Let's go, Hitler, let's go home. Arthur greeted and ran towards the hill not far from the village, where he was also a little homesick, home in this world. Hitler followed him closely, and over time he grew up a lot. A short life span inevitably leads to rapid growth.

Under the white clouds, above the earth, a small figure ran quickly, followed by an even smaller figure behind him. Yawen sat in the yard, a crow landed on his shoulder from the sky, quacking and begging, Aiwen's smile spread along the ravine on his face, these days it is expected that Arthur's return date, every day will let the crow fly out to watch, although there is no danger to Arthur in the forest, but he is still a little worried in his heart, all kinds of conjectures of unexpected situations often he frowned, although he knew that he should do this, but for the first time out of the child, the old man still inevitably had to worry fiercely.

Thinking that he offered to go out of the house, and was not kicked out by himself as he imagined (this old beast is usually the way to deal with adult beasts). He sighed with some pride: "This child was born with a druid heart."

But when Arthur trotted all the way back to the familiar cabin, he couldn't help but shout, "Grandpa, I'm back, we have a good meal tonight".

"Drink him first, and then tell me slowly. "Tell me that the old man has smiled and handed him a cup of tea made of bitter grass, this bitter drink is the old man's favorite drink, and it is like tea on earth, but it is much more bitter, and most people will not like it, Arthur, who liked tea in his previous life, is very happy to have such a substitute, and as a rare magic plant, it seems that there are many special benefits for their druids.

The cold tea poured into the smoking throat, and a cool feeling quickly rose from the stomach, Arthur calmed the running and beating heart, and beckoned: "Hitler, come on, this is Grandpa, Grandpa Aven." ”

The little wolf poked his head out from behind Arthur, feeling that the tall old man in front of him was not in danger, and slowly approached. Aven's generosity and gentleness from the druids really has an unspeakable charm for animals, even without any spells, to dispel the wariness and hostility of animals. Gently holding the little wolf up, Evan said with satisfaction: "Very nice little guy, very smart, and strong, did you steal it using the method I taught you?"

Arthur sighed and said, "No. ”

"Then you killed its mother, which is not good, but don't worry too much, after all, this is also one of the laws of nature," Evan comforted.

"No, I'll tell you later! I'm dying of hunger. Arthur said.

"Alright then, let me feed you first, if you don't want to say it, it's okay, after all, everyone has secrets. Evan said lightly as he went to prepare dinner, although he was curious, especially about Arthur, but at his age he had learned to control his curiosity and respect the decisions of others.

"Hehe, I'd like to hear your opinion on grandpa, too, after dinner," Arthur replied with a smile.

Night had fallen on the hills, and a white mist had risen from the hills, and Hitler had eaten the best meal of his life, and his stomach was bulging at Arthur's feet. Arthur recounted everything he had encountered, and Evan listened to Arthur's account and did not speak for a while.

"Arthur, don't have pity on your enemies, not at any time, maybe there is a better solution to things, but since you have become an enemy, you can only solve it in this way, if it is you who die, I will cry for you. Aiwen's words broke the silence, different from the gentleness of the past, today's words are fierce, there are too many past events that have left scars on him, the betrayals and killings that he has experienced and stayed away from seem to have returned to the present, these words are these things that leave a lesson, he doesn't want Arthur to make the mistakes he has made, he wants him to live longer than to make Arthur a good and decent person.

These words left Arthur speechless for a long time, and he felt how much of the past was hidden in these words, and how much concern was contained in these words.

"Well, I see, I'm going to be stronger, strong enough to protect myself" Arthur touched the little wolf's head and said, "Hitler, do you say it's not".

Hitler snorted lazily in response, turning over as if trying to massage his bulging belly.

Both of them laughed, laughter echoing through the night.