How to raise a dumb wolf?

Chapter 1:

The sound of wind, gasps, feet rustling on the ground full of fallen leaves. The smell of wet, the smell of blood, the sickening stench of rotting flesh mixed with gore.

Les ran through the jungle, his strong limbs holding on for a while longer, it was not far enough, the smell of unbroken blood from the enemy and his partner from the battlefield still eating away at his sensitive nostrils, urging him to run farther, farther, so that, in order to ensure the safety of the others.

Of course, he couldn't actually be sure if the repellent smell of blood was coming from the blood that was stuck to his fur.

He couldn't even tell if there were still footsteps behind him that were pursuing him, that seemed to be the sound of the Dark Army marching close behind him, and that seemed to be the sound of him stepping on layers of fallen leaves, while ...... also possibly ringing in his ears. He knew that his physical strength had long been exhausted, he was not unaware that his right shoulder had been pierced by the dark clan with dark magic magic arrows, but for the sake of his companions, for the sake of His Majesty, for the glory of the Empire, he could not stop.

The reason for Les's run came a few hours ago, when the war between the Beast and the Dark in this area for more than a month finally came to an end.

They won, but not completely enough, they finally let the Dark Clan move in for help, and in the face of the Dark Clan's overly large rescue force, a trade-off had to be made.

So then Les knew that, as a soldier, he had to make a decision. Les had a very clear perception of himself.

Although he was one of the most important leaders of this army, he was in this position simply because of his status, his lineage, and his strong individual fighting ability.

His role on the battlefield is to inspire other soldiers to go forward and not be afraid of the violence and blood that lies ahead.

Beasts are naturally iron-blooded, easily stimulated, and once they explode they do not back down, a job Les has always done very well.

He charged ahead, transforming into the body of a beast and tearing apart the bodies of the dark clan wrapped in layers of magic with sharp teeth and claws, inviting the beast warriors to share this glory of blood with him with their actions, and they achieved one shockingly ferocious victory after another, leaving the dark clan in fear.

This time, however, it was clear that the other side had come prepared. Then, in the strategy of escape, there is no need for a brave man to take the lead. Today's beasts have long been less dead-eyed than in the past, and they know that retreating in war is an honorable strategy and not shameful.

However, this time ...... they may not be able to escape.

There must ...... be some way.

This is the reason Les is now running alone in the dark jungle.

He was descended from an ancient giant wolf, with a huge body, an obvious target, and always charging ahead, many of the dark soldiers had seen him and knew he was the leader of this army, and they could spot him at a glance and proceeded to ...... chase him over.

Compared to the lion tribe general Salman, who has leadership skills, and the learned snake tribe auxiliary officer Shalina, this is the time to sacrifice him is the least impact on the army and the most appropriate.

More importantly, unlike the others, he had no family. Parents died in battle, no brothers and sisters, no family, naturally no children, so the people who grieve for him ...... least.

When Shalina proposed the scheme, Les saw Salman's face stiffen for a moment.

With the size of the snake race can not undertake such a task, while ordinary soldiers simply can not attract the attention of the dark race, want to scatter their forces, he and Salman one of them must go to distract at least part of the enemy troops, preferably, delayed for some time.

Afterwards there will be a warrior from the beast race to come over and retrieve the body of that certain one of them to bring back home, if ...... it is still intact.

Salman is an unparalleled general, and he has three lion cubs at home that were born only last year.

So Les stood up as pensively as ever and said calmly, "I'll go."

It was not cruel to choose him at this time, it was a wise decision. Salman sent him away with a desire to say something, and Les gave him a final nod with gratitude.

He was grateful to this elder who had always taken care of him after his parents' death, without Salman's help, he was afraid that even if he inherited the fiefdom of the wolf clan and his parents' titles, he wouldn't be able to gain a foothold in the army so smoothly, and a wolf who couldn't gain glory couldn't be called a wolf at all.

Therefore, Les really appreciated everything Salman had done for him all along, but it was just a pity that he might not have the chance to repay him in the future.

...... A day later, in a town named Firui.

"...... Okay, that'll do it."

Aisha relaxed from her state of concentration and gently sighed in relief as the faint golden light that formed between her two hands dissipated.

Once she looked up, she saw the young man in front of her still looking at her unblinkingly, Aisha thought he was nervous, so she smiled at him, hoping to soothe the other side slightly.

In response to Aisha's smile, the young man gave a slightly unnatural cough to hide his not quite right expression.

His eyes wandered slightly and he asked, somewhat without words, "That ...... this injury, about a few days to heal?"

Aisha looked at his injury, thought seriously and said, "If it goes well, it may take another three days.

Sorry ...... my ability is not particularly strong, there is no guarantee that it will heal.

If the next signs of deterioration appear, you should go to the hospital in town to find a professional doctor ......"

"No, no, no I don't mean that!"

Seeing that the other party misunderstood that he was questioning the level, the youth retorted somewhat anxiously, however, he struggled so violently that in turn, the wound that was already not bleeding reopened some,

"I mean -- Aisha -- you know I mean --"

Looking at Aisha's face, he actually hated himself a little for his stupid mouth.

"--You, you're good. There's no one in town with powers like yours. Is this magic ......? Or not?"

The youth was not very sure.

The percentage of people with magical talent was not high these days, but it wasn't too small either.

Even if he was born in such a remote town, it was not that he had never seen a magician before.

But ...... none of them were like Aisha, whose light was golden and coherent, while those magicians were born to attract silvery, starry, crumb-like dots of light.

Of course, magicians have no future in such small towns, they mostly go to the big cities to learn magic at a very young age or after receiving a basic education, so the real professional magicians use magic exactly what it is like, the youth has not seen.

He only knew that Aisha was special.

Aisha shook her head.

She had been asked this question many times since she was a child, but she had also gone to the town's magic testing center when she was eleven or twelve to test there, and the old Mr. Claes who tested for her admitted that her ability was amazing, but it wasn't magic.

In the absence of magical education, the original magic should not be arranged and organized, perhaps the young magicians will accidentally arrange the magical elements into a special trait and cause magical activity in an unconscious condition, but never like Aisha's such as can produce changes with her consciousness, not to mention the healing effect.

Anyway, Aisha did not get a magic identification certificate, so she did not apply to switch to an external school that provides basic education for magicians and stayed in this town.

She will soon graduate from the upper division of the general basic education school in the town, and the next direction ...... has not yet been thought of.

Because the youth's wounds again under his own struggle re-cracked, Aisha had to reuse their abilities, and so the golden light to restore those flesh and blood to the extent that there is a tendency to heal, Aisha will take the bandage, skillfully wrapped the wound in a circle.

She wrapped very focused, so did not notice the injured young man is taking the opportunity to sneak a peek at her.

The sixteen-year-old girl is in her prime, and still looks pretty without makeup.

Nowadays, most people worship blondes and blue eyes as a sign of beauty.

Aisha's hair is a lighter flaxen color, only barely with the edge of blond, but better than the luster; her eyes are darker brown-green, if you do not look closely you can not see the blue color, but better than the bright and pure.

In this way, Aisha is not actually a standard blonde, but ......

"Your mother must be beautiful."

The youth could not help but say.

"Eh?"

Aisha froze, looked up at him, just to meet the line of sight, the youth could not help but heart beat.

Looking at Elsa as if she really did not understand why he said that, the youth could not help but "snort" a laugh, but realized that he was still in front of the other party, hastened to hold back, replied: "Of course it is because Uncle Byrd that look, how can-"

"How can what? -

"How could what?"

"--nothing."

Considering that it is after all Aisha's father, the youth even reacted and swallowed back the phrase "how could there be such a beautiful daughter" that was almost in his throat, he did not want to annoy Aisha or bring her bad feelings, even if it was the truth.

Uncle Byrd is the town's hunter, once joined the army, extremely skilled, just do not smile, silent, a long scar on the face, the look is really vicissitudes.

However, in fact, he does not know much about Aisha's family, Uncle Bird was born in town, just twelve years old and left home, until thirteen years ago to hold back a daughter, during the fifteen years almost no one knows exactly what happened, and no one has seen her wife.

In fact, Uncle Byrd will be Aisha back after not always stay at home, because it is a hunter, he often seems to be hunting around, there are always more than half a year away from home, Aisha is basically by the grandmother with bad legs to bring up.

However, Aisha's grandmother passed away last year, and now she is the only one left at home most of the time.

Thinking about this, the youth could not help but feel some pity for the girl, no longer mention her family, decided to change the subject.

Somehow, his head came up with the news of the Dark Tribe and the Beast Tribe that came this morning, so he unconsciously opened his mouth himself and said, "By the way, Aisha, have you heard of the Beast Emperor?" "Beast Emperor?" Hearing this matter, Aisha subconsciously lifted her head.

Seeing her interest, the young man's spirit was shaken, this is a good time to show their knowledge.

He leaned his arm on the table, came a little closer to Aisha, and spoke at length about what he knew.

However, he did not notice Aisha's distraction.

This term, of course, Aisha has heard of, for some reason, she knows even more than the man in front of her.

Beast Emperor, as the name suggests, is the emperor of the beast race.

Today's world has three most dominant races, namely the human race, the beast race and the dark race, the three races occupy a part of the ring-shaped continent settled, bordering each other, so the relationship between the two is extremely bad, mutual pressure checks and balances, the world is always in the alternation of war and brief peace.

In order to confront each other, the four human kingdoms formed the Hailman Federation, the various groups and kingdoms of the beasts were united into a highly centralized power empire Bicester, and the dark race was originally a unified kingdom named Duke.

Three forces in the hundreds of years of pulling and fighting, gradually balanced to the situation today.

Of course, in addition to these three forces in the world, there is also a powerful neutral power, that is located in the center of the ring continent in the middle of the divine sea of the island Wold, it is also known as the heart of the world, on the multi-ethnic mix, in addition to the main three races there are several minorities, is not disputed the world's most developed, most prosperous region.

However, the Wold does not participate in the continental battle.

On the mainland, the current pattern is that the beasts and humans signed a peace treaty twenty-five years ago, no war but also not open borders.

Both clans are concentrating on the Dark Clan.

Today this beast emperor seems to have quite a strong talent, under his governance, the beast empire is flourishing in strength and currently seems to have an advantage against the dark race, perhaps breaking through the previous balance of thousands of years.

This seems to be a good thing for humans who are currently in a relationship with the beast race, but ... the same beast emperor who started the war with humans and later signed a peace treaty with them.

The family of the beast emperor has always been extremely mysterious, never made public, no one knows exactly what race they are, but by the standards of the beast race, the beast emperor is bound to be extremely strong and powerful.

Now this beast emperor, it is said that the size of the beast royal family is the largest, so big that even the beast race generations of the throne can not accommodate his body, must be re-made.

Not only the size, this new beast emperor also has extremely out of human wisdom, terrible political talent, amazing personality ....

if that he chooses to unite the dark race against humans, it must be very tricky.

Aisha couldn't help but imagine what the beast emperor might look like.

A lion? A giant bear? Always feel that no matter what kind of image, it seems to be a little bit worse....

.

At this time, on the opposite shore of the divine sea, the capital of the beast empire Bicester, in a huge palace luxurious to the limits of human imagination, the leaders of the major beast races, the kings of the beast kingdoms, all prostrate on the ground, gazing longingly and timidly at the figure walking slowly at the other end of the red carpet.

His name was Carter III, the greatest emperor in the history of the beast race.

Every time he took a step closer, the best of the beasts who could step into this hall had to lower their arrogant heads even more under the powerful pressure.

His Majesty now has the largest size the Beast Royal Family has ever seen, and even though his parents and grandparents were proud of their enormous size, the Beasts still couldn't believe that His Majesty could become so big and imposing.

His fluffy, smooth, unadulterated white fur undoubtedly symbolizes his impeccable bloodline, and his proud, graceful stride is a perfect reflection of his nobility.

This is a perfect emperor, a powerful monarch that can never be replicated.

What an honor it was to be born in the era of this noble beast's commander.

Finally, the admired emperor sat down on his exclusive seat - a throne adorned with gold and precious stones specially made for him because of his proud physique - and Carter III turned his noble head, a pair of majestic pupils of a different color looked at the beasts prostrating at his The beasts prostrate at his feet.

After a long time, he closed his golden and blue eyes, and his back was slightly bowed.

The beasts hurriedly lowered their ears and did their best to show their subservience on the ground, waiting for the most powerful roar from the ancient royal bloodline - finally, the great beast emperor suddenly opened his eyes, and with a roll of his throat, roared -

"Meow! "Meow ow ow ow!"