Invaded by Two-dimensional

Chapter 9 The Legend of the Virtuous Wolf
Even Stebotin was very curious about such a novel thing, but when he took it, he found that the phone immediately went dark, and he could not activate it no matter how he input magic power or touched other mechanisms.

The same was true for Olaf, but when Yemo got nothing, they were amazed.

The Endless Sea of ​​Flowers also has an end, not far from the place where he sleeps out tonight.

Olaf said that after walking out of this sea of ​​flowers, he will arrive at Auer City after walking for half a day.

Although I don't know why Olaf still has to station near the area of ​​the sea of ​​flowers instead of walking out of the sea of ​​flowers for more than ten minutes, after all, it is still relatively early.

But these are beyond his control. After all, Olaf has been a mercenary for many years and knows more than him.

Ye Mo, who was lying down counting the stars, suddenly heard footsteps approaching, and soon two figures appeared beside him.

Olaf looked at the bonfire in front of him and said, "Mr. Yemo, can I discuss something with you?"

"Of course." Ye Mo said calmly.

"Mr. Yemo, we want to sworn brotherhood with you!" Olaf said, turning his head to look at Yemo.

"Huh?!" Yemo sat up with an expression of disbelief.

After all, both of them are high-level ability users, and he is just an ordinary person without any cultivation, so they cannot be mentioned together.

"Mr. Yemo may not know how much your ancient Pauline ballad has helped us. We found not only a breakthrough, but our cultivation speed has more than doubled."

Otterstein sighed a little, because of Yemo's Divine Comedy, the two of them already have the possibility of attacking the holy level, and the possibility is very high!

But other people didn't improve their strength, probably because their level was too low or other requirements.

This kind can cleanse a practitioner's physique and enhance a practitioner's cultivation speed. The two have only heard of it in the church.

It is rumored that the church will have a holy light training every ten years. At that time, the selected children will be refined, and the speed of cultivation will be improved by leaps and bounds after the training.

This may be the church's willingness to survive for a thousand years, with countless strong men replaced, and the Holy Light never ending.

Not to mention that the requirement of holy light training can only be in early childhood, but the resources paid are beyond the imagination of Otterstein and Olaf.

So the two felt that they owed Ye Mo too much and they had nothing to repay, so they could only form brothers with different surnames to help each other in the future, so that they would feel better.

The two also finished talking about the whole story in a soft voice, Yemo hesitated, after all, he didn't want to bring unnecessary trouble to the other party, at least now he would only be a burden to them.

"Mr. Yemo, this is also for our own good. If we keep feeling ashamed of you, sooner or later we will become demons on our way of cultivation, and this is the last thing all strong people want to encounter." Otterstein looked at Ye Mo said solemnly.

Speaking of this, how can he not agree?

"I'll have to trouble you two brothers more in the future." Ye Mo cupped his fists and arched them.

"It's okay, it's okay, we both admire Mr. Yemo very much." Olaf responded quickly, touching his head.

"Hey, I'm the eldest brother, Otterstin, don't grab it!" Olaf suddenly said to Otterstin.

"Got it, you're older than me anyway!" Otterstein said without interest.

"I'm only a few months older than you. Is it necessary to say that I'm old? I'm old and you are about the same!"

Looking at the duo who bickered every now and then, Yemo thought that maybe they would have some fun in the future.

The three of them chatted, and the night quickly sank, but the sky was full of stars very brightly.

The next day, before dawn, the mercenaries got up and packed their things, planning to enter the city early.

"Third, what dream do you have?" Olaf asked, taking a sip of the spirit.

Yemo came third, and Olaf called Yemo the third.

Yemo shook his head and said, "It seems, not really."

"Hey, I said, why are you like those old men?" Only those old men spoke so unhurriedly, and they were not too sad about anything.

"As a twilight person, the third child really feels like a dead tree to me, with very little anger." Ottersteen closed a magic book and said in support.

Originally, Otterstin thought that the third child was too stable, but he didn't expect that he looked down on everything, and had a feeling of seeing through the world of mortals.

"Just think about it, people always have a dream!" Olaf urged.

"Dream." Yemo remembered that he once told someone to be her favorite baker, but it is estimated that there will be no such possibility.

"Open a bakery." Yemo said uncertainly.

"This is pretty good. Both of us admire bread as a food, and many mercenaries like it. Especially women!" Olaf thinks it's nothing, as long as it's what he wants to do, even a farmer can do it. Nothing is wrong.

The three of them didn't need to organize things, so they chatted.

Ow!

Just when Olaf was about to chatter, a wolf howl came from afar.

"Can it be transmitted so far away?!" Olaf and Stebodin were slightly startled. The howling sound sounded far away, but its coercion was very heavy.

High-level Warcraft, at least higher than the two of them!
Soon, the mercenaries stood guard around the carriage, but after a while, the crowd still didn't notice the monster's attack.

"Do you think it's a virtuous wolf?"

"You mean the legendary one?"

"Nonsense, not that one and that one!"

"Perhaps, it's still in the Huahai area."

"It's impossible, that's just a legend."

While everyone was discussing the virtuous wolf that Yemo didn't know about, Olaf and Stebodin looked excited.

There was another wolf howl, and everyone was not so worried.

But Yemo frowned and murmured, "What a sad cry."

Otterstein was taken aback for a moment, then grabbed Yemo and said, "Sad!?"

"Yes, yes, my teacher used to have a pet with wolf blood. I recognize this kind of voice that makes me feel sad." Ye Mo looked at the excited Otterstein, a little nervous Said.

That cry carried various emotions of unwillingness, despair, and begging, which Yemo felt.

Li Shengjun, a classmate I have known since elementary school, has a husky in his family. Because Yemo has been loved by pets since he was a child, that husky prefers to cling to him.

With a sullen face, Olaf said to his deputy: "Bru, you take the caravan and leave quickly. Now that the sky is about to light up, there should be no monsters blocking the way. For safety, you go back first."

"Captain, what about you?!" Bruce suddenly had a bad feeling.

"I have a mission that I need to complete." Olaf said lightly, looking at the direction of the wolf howling.

(End of this chapter)