The light of March fell east of Lokilav Pass. In the wolf camp, two humans in cloaks were discussing with a priest.
"Priest Voldy, don't worry. This afternoon was just an accident. As long as you clear away the people around the big goblin, she can't refuse to leave with your people." The two young people stared at the priest.
The priest wears a hat made from the head of a wind wolf. From a distance, it looks like he has two heads. The eyes of the wind wolf hat are not sewn with threads, but are inlaid with two huge gems. .
"Two envoys, the big goblin just screamed twice and the earth was shaking. If we really come in, will we fall directly into the ground?"
"Master Priest, compared with gaining a magic goblin, what does losing a little tribe count?" A young man said angrily,
"Once you capture her, your clan's territory and your titles will all be in your hands. In the future, your territory will be from the east of the plain to the Frostwolf Forest. We are willing to recommend you to His Majesty Peterev and ask him to canonize you as a title. Earl Frostwolf, in the future you will be the pioneering noble of the entire west of the kingdom."
"Two adults, since it is so easy to capture a magic goblin as you said, why don't you go there yourself?" Priest Waldi asked in return.
"Haha, priest, you are joking, we don't have enough people," the young man said.
"Yes, the knights in the east have little to do with us. They are the knights of Count Larzan, and we are His Majesty's envoys. You must have heard of Count Larzan. If his army gets the big goblin, You wolves and orcs have no way to survive." Another young man echoed, the moonlight fell on his shoulders, the cloak covered most of his face, and the only exposed nose was pale in the moonlight.
"I will consider it. Thank you to the two envoys." Wolf Priest Waldy Wolfclaw saw off the two cloaked men and sighed deeply.
"The human race is like this. They always feel that they can trick others into the fire with just a few words." Voldi didn't believe what the two people said, but he also knew that his behavior this afternoon had deeply offended an ancient god. Priest, His Majesty Willy's support for the magical big goblin is far greater than the support of the barbarian gods for him, but if he can't take down the big goblin, he doesn't know how to deal with an order of knights.
Voldy walked toward the orc camp distractedly, and was led by an orc to a tent that didn't look too big. He opened the tent curtain, and the first thing he saw was the earthen steps going down.
It was less than two meters before stepping onto the ground. Why could Waynes and Teresa still not find the core tent of Wolfman?
Because the main tent of Langman is such a large shack, most of the height is underground, and the ground part is almost the same as other small tents.
"Ah woo~"
"Ah woo~" As soon as Voldy got out of the shack, several little puppies came over to welcome him. The wolf itself is very close to various wolf monsters in the forest, not to mention these little puppies are all A relative of the mid-level frost wolf in the camp.
"Hey, kids, where is your grandma?" Waldi picked up the two puppies and asked while stroking them.
"Woldy, I'm here" came an older female voice,
"You guys, if you don't understand age, don't call people so old. I told you before that I'm much younger than you!" The Wolfman Priest followed the sound and walked inside. Although the shack The ground part is a dome, but the underground part is quite complicated, especially this large shack. The entrance hall, corridor, bedroom and reception room are divided by earth walls.
"Priest Panita!" The wolf priest carried two milk dogs and walked to the reception room. This is a rectangular space of about 20 square meters. There are lighting templates on the roof, and the ground is carefully paved with wooden boards. Waldi's Right in front, a half-werewolf more than 3 meters tall was meditating.
The half-werewolf priest Panita originally had very noble and pure orc blood. Her whole body was covered with white wolf fur, her head was completely wolf-like, and only her forearms were thick and smooth human arms.
As a high priest werewolf, Panita did not stay with the carnivorous orcs. Instead, he came to the Frostwolf Forest and squeezed into the orc tribe to raise wind wolves and frost wolves.
Every time he saw Panita, Voldy would always subconsciously bow to him.
"Okay," Panita stopped Voldy from saluting.
"I am no longer an orc, but a half-orc: I choose not to believe in the wolf god anymore. I am no longer a pure-blooded orc, nor am I the master of you barbarians."
"But your blood is so pure" Voldy retorted.
"That was the bloodline of my last faith. For my current faith, my bloodline is too mixed." The white werewolf who had been closing his eyes to rest finally opened his eyes.
"You came here just to discuss my bloodline, right? What on earth is going on?"
"I failed to refuse the temptation of those human races and did something I shouldn't have done," Voldy said with great shame.
"Oh? What did you do?"
"I was trying to interfere with a magical goblin and possess her," Voldy trailed off.
"Look at what you said. You said it as if you could make peace with the magic network life and still possess her." The white werewolf said in a very disdainful tone.
"I told you a long time ago not to get involved in those human affairs, but you just didn't listen."
"You said Your Majesty Willy won't curse me, right?" The wolf priest expressed his worries.
"Who do you think you are? And you were directly cursed by the ancient god? Does she have the time to deal with you?" Panita sneered,
"Don't talk about Your Majesty Willy, even that big goblin may not have time to hate you."
"But they won't give up. What do you think I should do now?"
"I don't know. Anyway, I won't accompany you to fight, so I advise you not to fight. Why don't you just believe in my Majesty with me? She is so fraternal and won't mind your meager qualifications."
"Me?" Voldy felt that he was despised, but he didn't have the strength to get angry with the white werewolf. Of course, he couldn't defeat him, so he simply turned around and left.
On the way back to his camp, Voldy became more and more frightened as he thought about it. The occasional wolf howl in the surrounding area made him think it was a sneak attack by an enemy, and he unknowingly headed towards the largest camp in the tribe: the Wind Wolf's stable.
There is a wind wolf cage around the perimeter of the entire animal pen, and the center is elevated with earth and rocks. The flat earth platform is covered with thick haystacks, and a dozen thick iron pillars support the top of the animal skin tent.
"Lord Totapara!" Voldi walked into the tent and knelt beside a huge white frost wolf.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to support you anymore. Please protect my granddaughter and send her to that Lord Yin Molla."
"Woo~~roar" The huge frost wolf did not respond to the priest. Her hind limbs suddenly pushed hard on the ground, her forelimbs curled up in a defensive manner, and she let out a low growl.
