The fleeting light and shadow disappeared again, and what appeared in front of George's eyes were the two familiar giant wolves. Before George could react, Loki on the left spoke first:
"Dear benefactor, it was you who finally killed the Hydra and saved the entire wolf pack in the White Wolf Valley. From now on, we will become wolf souls, always by your side, and fight for you to the end!"
Although Loki was very impassioned, George was confused.
If the previous memory is true, then the scar on his hand is the so-called magic mark.
"But, I don't know natural magic, so what can this magic mark do for me?"
"Please rest assured, you only need to provide a little mana to summon Loki and I in the void. We will appear in the form of wolf souls and work for you! If your mana is enough, the entire White Wolf Valley will be destroyed. All the wolf souls and heroes will serve you!" Thor on the right answered George's question.
"Benefactor, this will be the last time we communicate with you in the names of Loki and Thor. From now on, our personal consciousness will dissipate, leaving only a complete fighting consciousness and absolute loyalty, please benefactor Feel free to use our power."
"Farewell, my benefactor..."
The sounds in his ears became softer and softer, getting farther and farther away, and the darkness in front of George's eyes gradually dissipated. Like walking through a dark tunnel, the light in the distance is getting closer and closer.
At that inevitable moment, the scene in front of George returned to reality!
"Phew...it hurts!"
After George fully regained consciousness, his brain also received all the information sent by neurons that were in a state of pending processing. In addition to the stinging pain coming from all over the body and the immobility of being tied up with wooden vines for healing, there was also a slight feeling of pressure coming from the abdomen.
Raising his head with great reluctance, George finally saw the "culprit" of this oppressive feeling:
His even and gentle breathing was occasionally mixed with some slight snores. His long brown hair was scattered on the floor, and his curved eyebrows were wrinkled together. He seemed to have encountered some confusion in his dream. There were some water stains on the edge of his cherry mouth. It seemed that she was really tired. Even so, under the dim candlelight in the room, George's heart was moved by the beautiful profile of her sleepy face.
It seemed that his commander Lova had been sitting beside him for a long time. However, the long-lost ceiling and the faint fragrance of wine filling the air made George make a bold guess in his heart.
"This is... the magic grassland? How long... have I slept?"
The dizziness and tinnitus coming from his brain forced George to stop thinking and turn to look at the moving girl beside him. Recalling the first encounter with her, at that time the two sides were still at war with each other, and the swords were at war with each other. After a short time, she became his boss and his most trusted comrade-in-arms in this different world.
Maybe, I have already fallen in love with this lovely half-elf beauty?
"How is it possible?" Shocked by the sudden thought in his mind, George suddenly came to his senses. I shook my head hard a few times, but the idea seemed to take root in my heart and couldn't get rid of it at all. When he turned around and looked at Lova again, his reason could no longer suppress the turmoil in his heart.
Her soft brown hair, I really want to touch; her red and soft lips, I really want to smell; her boneless waist, I really want to hug; the undulating white rabbit on her chest , I really want to rub it...
The evil thoughts in his head kept eroding his only reason. However, the stinging pain on his body and the wooden vines tightly wrapping George were the only reasons that prevented him from taking action. However, even Muto does not have a full body wrap in the true sense.
At least, the little brother three inches below George's belly button has also woken up, standing tall and tall, reporting to George that he is complete and sound.
"Damn it, who can withstand this! If someone comes in, I will be regarded as a pervert!"
George, who was lying on the bed, did not have an elf armor to help him hide his shame. In his current state, except for some fabrics in his core area, the rest of his body was in close contact with Muto. When he thought of this, George quickly calmed down and kept reciting the Heart Sutra he heard from somewhere:
"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."
Perhaps it was George's mosquito-like chanting that woke up the sleeping Lova. She kept squinting her eyes and stretched her left hand upwards. Finally, she slapped George's mouth to express her love. dissatisfied:
"Adjutant, shut up and stop reading...Huh? George? George! You finally woke up! Great! It's really great!"
The girl who finally reacted hugged George excitedly, and her tears couldn't stop falling!
