The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

The memory stopped, Alessio's breakfast was very simple, he only ordered some bread and fried eggs, and the salad was dripping green.Morning is the time when he doesn't have a good appetite, and he doesn't eat much meat.He tore open his own bread, which was fluffy and soft, smelling of wheat, and the wolf cub squatting next to him made two "owwow", put his front paws on the table, and tried to climb up.

"Put it down." Arecio didn't even lift his eyelids.

The wolf cub retracted his paws aggrievedly, and licked his mouth with his tongue.

He is hungry.

There is no meat he likes, but the fried eggs are also very good, especially the one that the blood clan is cutting now.The wolf cub made two more "woo hoots", which clearly meant that he wanted to eat.

"What can he eat?" Ellie asked Darph, afraid of something wrong with feeding him casually.

Darph has been raising this furball for many years, so he is quite familiar with its feeding habits. Hearing this, he immediately stood up and prepared to make a meal.

"Basically everything is fine, but I prefer meat. I'll go hunt some meat back, while he wants to eat now."

Alessio stopped cutting the fried egg. He stretched out his hand and pinched the wolf cub's fleshy face, allowing him to open his mouth to look at the condition of the teeth. At the same time, his own dark power flowed through the wolf cub's body , Check it out, and fall into thought.

It's completely indistinguishable from the werewolves of his time...

Then why can't she change into a human form, still picking this and that, she is so coquettish, she gasps after taking two steps...

Arecio quickly answered by himself, as he was used to.

"You don't need to give him a special meal, he can eat anything." Aresio let go of the wolf cub's face, the wolf cub shook his head a few times in a daze, and then started barking for food again, focusing on A The ones Recio was going to eat.

"Huh? But..."

"The medical examination report didn't show any special allergies, right?" Arecio asked, seeing Darph shaking his head, he felt more confident.

"Then there's nothing you can't eat, a werewolf can eat anything."

In Arecio's time, the werewolves lived in the extreme north, and there were nine months of blizzards a year.All creatures on that land are extremely strong and tenacious, and werewolves are the best among them. They usually hunt for a living, and tubers, plants, and even some insects are always coming. They can almost be called the creatures with the most extensive diet.

Alessio took out an empty plate, piled bread and fried eggs on it, and some salad, all cut into small pieces and placed them on the table in front of the wolf cub, which was at a height that the wolf cub could reach.Darph was a little happy when he saw that there were a lot of green vegetables on the plate, but he was more worried.

"He hates green vegetables..."

Before the words were finished, the wolf cub had already opened his mouth, and just stood still, waiting for the feed.

Actually want to eat!Darph was very excited, today is really great, not only let this fur ball move, but also eat so many green vegetables, it is simply the healthiest day ever!Just feed these into the mouth of the wolf cub one bite at a time...

Arecio ate his own indifferently, showing no signs of feeding.

The wolf cub kept opening his mouth, like a chick waiting to be fed, but his mouth was sore, and the breakfast of the blood clan next to him was coming to an end, so he didn't give him half a mouthful.

"Ouch!"

Alessio remained motionless, ate the last bite of soft bread, picked up the still warm soup, and lamented that the automatic heating plate was really useful.

The wolf cub was forced to shut his mouth, and began to face the severe test by himself, staring at the dinner plate in front of him like an enemy.

He put his front paws on the table again, and secretly looked at Arecio.This time, Alessio did not stop him. The nature of the two paw taps was different. The first time he did not abide by table manners and acted recklessly, while the latter time he was assisting him, which meant he had to start eating by himself.Just like a child who tries to eat by himself will grab the table and hold the cutlery tightly, Alessio will not care about this.

The wolf cub tilted his head, picked up a piece of bread with difficulty, and swallowed it in two or three bites, followed by fried eggs.He ate bread crumbs all over his hair, but he never tired of it, his mouth was out of reach, and before Darph could help, Alessio had already moved the food from the back to the front with a fork.

Although it was very slow, the wolf cub finally finished his meal by himself and drank the thick soup in the shallow container. He gave a proud "owwow" and turned to look at Aresio.

Aresio rubbed his head not too gently.

The breakfast lasted for more than an hour. Ali was worried that Aresio would be impatient, but he was surprisingly calm.Her doubts were noticed by Arecio, and the blood race just said succinctly:

"The werewolf has an old friend with me."

"A werewolf from 1 years ago?" Ai Li became excited and looked at Darph, "What was it like?"

They were walking on the way to send the wolf cub back. The wolf cub persistently chased Aresio's feet, trying to bite his trousers. Occasionally, he would roll over and fall, but he would get up again indifferently and continue to be excited. Chasing and running.

Alessio thought about it, and he was a little surprised that he could still remember something about werewolves clearly.He was ordered by the father of the blood clan to go to the extreme north to confirm the next move of the temple, where tough and brave werewolves lived. He still remembered the first time he saw the werewolf leader on the snow field——

Silver "arrows" shot at him from all directions, they were giant silver wolves running in packs.The wind and snow in the sky finally couldn't hide the full moon of the werewolves. Under the vast silver light, Arecio clearly witnessed the grand wolf king's tour.

【Bloodlines. 】

The werewolf king and queen grinned at him.

【Why did you come to our snowy land? 】

"Once you have seen that scene, you will never forget it. Those werewolves were not running, but...running." Alessio said softly. He lowered his head and looked at the chubby wolf cub hovering at his feet, Deep Rose The colored pupils flickered slightly.

He thought that the werewolf king might not have imagined that one day in the future, the descendants of the werewolf would show such an innocent look, be pampered and pampered by many people, and be able to do whatever they wanted happily.

So he always felt that this world after ten thousand years was like an overly beautiful daydream.

"I can't go any further, and he will cut off the power again after more than 1000 meters." Alessio was talking about Luzius. He knew that neuropathy must hate the feeling of being out of control, so after that time, he never Did not leave more than 1000 meters.

Ai Li and Darph were looking forward to hearing it. There are only a hundred werewolves in the center. The scene of a group of silver wolves running must be magnificent. I don't know when they will be able to see it.Ari is familiar with Arecio, and on the way back, she talked about her inner thoughts, and she was beaming.

Arecio looked at the overly lively expression of this human girl, and turned his head sideways.

"I'll see you. Take good care of it. Werewolves grow fast."

"Darph also made an appointment with me just now. If you are free tomorrow, go to the cafeteria again? Helga Dong ate a lot of vegetables today."

"...What did you say his name was?" Arecio turned around suddenly, startling the caregiver who was following him.

"He... Helgodon."

Arecio closed his eyes. He didn't expect that after 1 years, he could still hear the name of the werewolf king passed down from generation to generation.The original meaning of this name is a small island in the North Sea. The werewolves took it as the name of the king, and passed it down from generation to generation along with the queen's name "Korcinia".

He looked at the worried and confused expression of the human girl in front of him, and knew that his reaction was too much. Hearing two familiar names in a row today made him a little out of control.The feeling of watching a piece of history alone is too lonely. The people and things he remembers, the grand scenes and the bloody wars of the past, no one can resonate with him at this moment, and even makes him doubt whether the things he remembers are false .

but……

The saint pushed open the door of his room, and sent out two men in military uniforms, who were still talking.But when Aresio appeared at the corner, he immediately raised his eyes and accurately captured the movement of the blood race.

He was keenly aware that the blood race seemed to be a little...depressed?

"Tomorrow, I will go to the military headquarters to discuss with you in detail." Luzius hurriedly ended the conversation, and turned most of his attention to the blood race.

"Huh? Why would the people from the military department..." Ellie was a little puzzled, but she recognized the two visitors from the military department, and immediately greeted them respectfully.

"Hello, Marshal, I'm Ari, the blood raiser, and this is His Royal Highness Arecio, the revived blood prince."

She then introduced to Arecio: "Areci, this is Marshal Olsen, the commander of the Northern Front."

The person called Marshal is a human race with a harsh face, over fifty years old, and every wrinkle shows rigidity and refinement.He stood with his hands behind his back, followed by his adjutant, and his eyes moved slightly to Aresio, with the majesty of a military background.

Alessio remained motionless, and nodded his head as a greeting.

The old marshal's gaze wavered slightly.

Seeing that the other party hadn't moved for a long time, Arecio couldn't help raising his head, and looked at the old human marshal questioningly.

"Is there a problem?"

The old marshal's stern expression reminded him of those old bishops in the temple, which is not a beautiful association.

However, soon, the old marshal's frowning brows relaxed like never before. His hand reached into his pocket, and then he lifted his cloak with that arm, and handed something to Aresio.

Aresio bowed his head, and the old marshal also spoke at this time——

"Candy? Eat it?"

Arecio: ...

Arecio:? ? ?

He hesitated, his hesitant eyes shifted from the box of candy to the face of the old marshal.Thinking that his expression and tone were too fierce, the old marshal immediately made adjustments, and it turned out...

Even more fierce.

The adjutant turned his face away in horror, except for a few exceptions, he has not seen any dark creature that is not afraid of the old marshal.Although it is very pitiful, at this time he still has to think about the fragile soul of the dark creature, and keep the old marshal away from this precious blood who has just recovered.

The old marshal still didn't give up, and let out a soft breath.

"Tangtang, do you want to eat?"

Alessio paused for a while, and had to take the box of candies with a complicated expression.The old marshal was full of joy in an instant. He gave Aresio a thumbs up, which probably meant that he thought he was super good and needed to be praised, and then walked away.

Alessio was holding the box of candies and was very speechless, when he saw the psychopath on the opposite side cover the corner of his mouth, seemingly deep, but actually making fun of it.

Aresio bared his fangs angrily.

"You went to meet the werewolf." Luzius changed the subject, lest the blood race fight with him here, and Alessio immediately remembered the two familiar names he heard today.

"It's called Helgodon, and it's still a wolf cub."

The saint said "hmm".

"The Werewolf King Helgodon."

The blood race suddenly looked up at him.

He suddenly realized that he was not alone with his past history.

"I have something I want to talk to you about."

The saint said, and saw that the blood clan seemed to be very happy to respond, and the previous frustration was swept away.

Arecio happily decided that as long as it was not too much, he could agree to this psychopath.