Chapter 9 - Chapter 9 Flattery

If he wanted to get in touch with Sia's doctor, he had to get in touch with castellan first.

Thinking of this, Allen felt a headache. If he had known it earlier, he wouldn't have refused castellan so decisively.

He didn't go with him when he asked him to. Now he had something to ask him, which made Allen feel a little guilty.

Looking at Annie on the bed, Allen suddenly made up his mind.

As a man, Allen would look down upon himself if he still hesitated, and his sister was still suffering from illness in bed.

It was just his face.

What kind of face was it? Now he didn't even have money. What face did he want!

But it was not good to come here empty-handed.

It suddenly occurred to Allen that he had agreed with castellan that as long as he took gray wolf to see him, he would give him an extra thirty silver coins.

Fortunately, he didn't refuse at that time.

As the old saying goes, a path who seldom takes a walk has to walk three times.

He had an excuse to see castellan with a gray wolf.

But it was late today. After cleaning up, the night fell. After settling down with his sister, Allen fell asleep with something on his mind.

On the second morning, Allen got up early to wash up.

Allen tried to go to the demonic beast forest as soon as possible. Although castellan knew some of his strength, he didn't want to expose too much.

Demonic beast forest.

The leaves with dew on them were trampled by leather boots. Allen carefully pushed the grass in front of him away. When he was sure that there were no poisonous insects or snakes.

It was known to all that many people died in these inexplicable details.

With his current strength, he was not invincible in the demonic beast forest. It was just that it was very easy for him to fight against the gray wolf.

After a quick walk around the periphery, Allen had found some traces of the wolves.

These gray wolves were very common in the demonic beast forest. As long as they took a walk, he would meet them.

Suddenly, there was some noise coming from the front, which made Allen vigilant.

Allen continued to walk forward, and a burst of deep roars and curses came into his ears. The former voice was very familiar. It was the transmigrator's terminator—gray wolf, and the other should be the hunter who came in.

Gray wolf had a keen sense of smell, so Allen didn't stay too close to him. He looked in the direction of the voice from afar.

In an open space, a wolf and a human with a long sword confront each other.

The two sides might have been fighting for several rounds.

Allen could clearly see the traces of the destruction of the nearby bushes and grasses, as well as the wolf claw prints on the trees. There were three or four deep gullies, with a fierce and savage look.

There was a deep cut on the shoulder of the gray wolf. Its gray fur was dyed red by blood and its flesh was turned out.

After all, it was not a long sword from the East, but a heavy sword from the West. With the sharpness of the long sword and its weight, as long as one was chopped, he would suffer a fracture of bones and tendons. In other words, the beasts in the demonic beast forest were strong enough to withstand such a heavy sword.

However, the gray wolf was obviously not feeling well now. Because of the pain, its movements were a little deformed. From time to time, it whimpered in pain, and its pair of vicious wolf eyes were staring at the human in front of it.

Obviously, Allen had thought too much. Even if Allen came out now, the wolf would try every means to kill the human in front of him.

The society of wolves was much crueler than that of humans. Even if the lame gray wolf could survive, it would only eat this meal. In the future, it might be the rejection of the race or the tusks of other hunters waiting for him.

However, the humans on the other side were even worse off.

Allen could clearly see that the man's hand holding the sword was trembling. With a closer look, he saw a deep claw mark on the leather armor around the man's waist.

However, there was not much blood. Presumably, the leather armor helped him resist a fatal injury.

But it seemed that he couldn't resist the next attack.

Allen gritted his teeth.

It was easy to save this man, but he didn't want to be famous for it.

There were often people entering the entrance of the wolf by accident in the small town, and as the guardians of the small town, the nine Formal Knight had saved a lot of people from the entrance of the wolf. These heroic stories could be heard in a small tavern at any corner.

Although Allen sometimes envied them, it was not good for him to expose it now.

He could only restrain himself and warn himself again and again.

But if he didn't save the man in front of him, Allen wouldn't forgive himself.

Just as Allen was thinking, the gray wolf's patience had reached its limit. It found an opportunity and jumped high. In the blink of an eye, it was shrouded in the scarlet wind, and its sharp claws and teeth were chilling.

The sword holder also knew that it was a life and death moment. He raised the long sword in his hand high and hacked down. At that moment, he even closed his eyes.

Obviously, he wanted God to bless him.

Allen shook his head.

But it also saved him a lot of trouble.

He took down a short sword from the back of his waist and threw it out when the wolf's mouth was wide open.

"Whoosh."

The short sword pierced through the air and went straight into the wolf's mouth.

The fierce force pierced through the wolf's head and then pierced through the trunk behind.

"Bang!"

The hunter's long sword fell down and just hit the wolf's head. However, in midair, the gray wolf had already died, and this could only be regarded as whipping the corpse.

The man was also heavily smashed to the ground by the dead body of the gray wolf.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no pain from his neck. The man opened his eyes in confusion.

Seeing the ferocious wolf head and smelling the stench from the wolf's mouth, the man seemed to be a survivor of a disaster and burst into laughter.

He pushed the wolf away, knelt on the ground, and began to pray.

Allen heard it.

It was nothing more than God bless me

Allen pursed his lips and thought, 'That's for my sake...' Suddenly, it occurred to Allen that if it weren't for his lucky coincidence, the man might have died. As for what happened to him, it might not be his god's arrangement.

"God bless you."

After circling around and taking back the short sword nailed on the tree, Allen pretended to appear and made some noise.

"Who is there?"

The man grabbed the long sword in his hand and looked terrified as if he was insane.

He was no longer able to defeat a wolf in his current state. If there was another fierce beast, he might die here today.

He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Allen's innocent face.

"I heard the sound of fighting just now, so I rushed over. Old man, did you kill this wolf?" Allen exclaimed in surprise.

"What a reckless boy! Fortunately, you met me, uncle Kenan. Yes, I just killed a wolf by myself. Although this beast is very fierce, it can't withstand my heavy sword!"

Kenan was excited to see the wolf lying on the ground.

As an adventurer, what was the most important thing, of course, fame and fortune!

Only a freak would pursue the pleasure of a life and death line.

Most adventurers enjoyed drinking together and flaunting how brave they were. Killing demonic beasts was a token of their bravery.

This was often regarded as a boast.

Now he had personally killed a wolf that could only be killed by Formal Knight. He was worrying about how to publicize his bravery.

The rash young man in front of him had appeared just in time!

It happened to scratch Kenan's itchy spot.

"Wow, uncle Kenan is so awesome. I heard that only a Formal Knight can defeat this kind of bad wolf. Is uncle Kenan Formal Knight?"

Allen looked at Kenan with admiration.

Speaking of level, Kenan felt a little guilty.

"Why did you come to the demonic beast forest alone?"

Kenan changed the topic and began to teach Allen a lesson.

"Ah? I'm Knight Apprentice from Midas college. I want to hone my skills, so I came to the demonic beast forest. I didn't expect to meet you, uncle Kenan."

Allen pretended to be innocent.

"Then you really lucky, you should know the monster forest is full of monster, this kind of gray wolf, if you meet, you will lose your life."

Kenan picked up the sword, took a pocket from his waist, and put the wolf into it. Then he carried it on his shoulder.

Recently, castellan had bought a lot of gray wolves, which caused the bosses of the purchasing stations to be anxious and even some of them were willing to raise the price.

As long as he could sell this wolf, he could earn a lot of money for drinking.

"You can go out with me. Uncle Kenan will protect you!"

Kenan said confidently, patting his chest.