brother wolf

All the way calm.

I lay on the carpet with my boss's head resting on me, taking a nap.

I haven't seen him for nearly ten months, and my relationship with him seems to have changed, but nothing seems to have changed.

As a wolf, I'm a bit overwhelmed by the feeling.In our life, ten months is already a very long time, enough to go through countless trials of life and death. The newborn wolf cubs are about to grow up, and the grassland has already been reincarnated for a season.

And what does ten months mean to humans?

It was just a brief moment in childhood, a wild day in youth.

But even so, the distance of ten months is enough to affect something.

The boss moved, as if he was about to wake up, but he just turned over and continued to sleep. I looked at his handsome and gentle face half covered by silver-gray hair in a speechless voice.

All was quiet except for the sound of wheels rolling against the road, horses' hooves, soldiers' armor, weapons, and shields clashing, and the occasional voice.

Suddenly the boss said something vaguely.

I didn't hear clearly and struggled a bit.

He finally lifted his head, half sat up, stroked my fur, and repeated the words, "Soon, Seles, and soon you will be like us. Wait until we get back to San Roque."

like you?

I listened to this unbelievable sentence, does it mean that I can also transform into a human form like them?Didn't Ignatius find that I didn't have that constitution when he tested it?

My question was not passed on to the boss.

His dark brown eyes looked at me tenderly, with undisguised joy and anticipation in his eyes.

After saying this, he adjusted his posture and continued to lie down again.

The golden retriever jumped into the car, walked in, kicked the boss's leg, and expressed dissatisfaction with his behavior of occupying me, the boss opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Hey, Gray Wolf, I have some bad news for you." The Golden Retriever waved the thing in his hand.

The boss glanced at him lazily.

"We have to be an exhibit and parade in the city of San Loch." He handed the letter to the boss.

I glanced at them while they were not paying attention, and it turned out to be a letter from the Emperor of the Empire, which ordered them to follow the arrangement of the ceremonial officer when they entered the city of Saint Loch and conduct a triumphant parade.

After the boss read the letter, he threw it aside.

"Hey, gray wolf, sometimes I really suspect that when you turned into a human, your throat got stuck." Golden Retriever put his hands behind his head, lay beside me, and said slowly.

The boss has a relatively silent personality and doesn't like to talk, but that's compared to the golden retriever who has a lot of friends and is like a fish in water.

"That's fine." The boss finally responded.

The Golden Retriever nodded, "It really doesn't do any harm to our plan."

They started some small talk again, mostly the golden retriever was talking, and the boss made an occasional comment.

As for me, I opened my mouth, yawned, and fell asleep.

At the end of winter, we set off on our return journey, and it was already March when we arrived in San Rocco.

The victorious army was greeted by the San Rock people.

I've never seen such a lively atmosphere and crazy crowd like this before.

The people of the Rus Empire liked and worshiped heroes, and they did not hesitate to sing poems praising and praising these heroes.

The desire for glory, wealth, slaves, and the various prizes that come with war drove the Rus people to turn a small village-like city-state into a huge empire.

In the history of the empire, there are countless brilliant figures who expanded their territory and brought endless wealth and slaves.

Boss and Golden Retriever led some soldiers along the ancient triumphal route. The spacious and tidy avenue was crowded with cheering crowds, and the city guard soldiers maintaining order formed a human wall.

They passed through the Coliseum and then continued through Rose Square, where the people of St. Roch threw flowers, olive branches, satin, and other tributes to the triumphant procession.

In the windows on both sides, beautiful girls cast garlands symbolizing love and admiration to those handsome and masculine soldiers.

Soldiers could reach out and grab a wreath that rained down overhead, so that by the end everyone had several hanging from their heads and necks.

The golden retriever walked in the front with a dark face. He had just been hit on the face by a garland, and the people around him burst into laughter, and there was a scream on the window sill on the second floor, and the window was closed with a "snap". .

With a stiff face, he casually threw the wreath to the adjutant next to him. The poor adjutant had almost become a moving flower tree.

The boss has a more natural expression, and from time to time he gestures to the cheering crowd around him.

This kind of triumphant parade ceremony was originally rejected by the boss and the golden retriever, but the emperor felt that the city of Saint Loch and the entire Ross Empire needed a feast, so he ordered them to follow the arrangement of the ceremonial officer.

Boss and Golden Retriever hate the city.

San Rocco never made a good impression on us.

This is true whether it is being driven to fight to the death in the Colosseum as a beast, or the daily lazy and extravagant aristocratic life seen in the city of Saint Roque after becoming a human.

This torturous and noisy journey was finally drawing to a close.

Because the emperor Orret I of the Ross Empire will receive the victors not far away, the crowd of onlookers was isolated at a relatively long distance.

In the eyes of the public, Orret I was a happy fat man.

His love of entertainment of all kinds, and especially of ostentatious celebrations, made him a complete Saint Rock in this respect.In the nearly 20 years of his reign, he spent almost all his time on the stage, banquet, Colosseum and arena. It is conceivable how bad his government affairs are handled.

The nobles of Ross hated Orret I very much, but the poor in St. Rocco sympathized with him, because he not only brought them so much joy, but also provided them with free bread and poor wine.

People in Saint Rocco like to make themselves happy, and usually lack the necessary tolerance for people and things that make them unhappy.

Just like the large group of luxuriously dressed nobles who are following him now, some of their faces are very disapproving.

A group of people gathered around a familiar-looking person was clearly separated from the small group next to him, and some people were not close to either side.

The chubby body of Orret I sits condescendingly on a chair decorated with golden lilies, and that chair, together with the platform supporting it, is carried on the back of an elephant.

When I saw this elephant for the first time, I felt a sense of familiarity. It shook its nose. I smelled a familiar smell and recognized it immediately.

In fact, I didn't expect that the reunion with the big man would be on such an occasion.

I always thought that it must have stayed on the grassland, walking through the grass and thin trees, and constantly migrating on the vast grassland as the seasons changed.

But now, on its huge head is a luxurious veil made of brocade woven with precious stones and mixed with gold thread. The little golden retriever is missing on its broad back, and there is a funny-looking man sitting on it. Humanity.

Obviously, the big man also recognized me. He swung his nose back and forth a little excitedly, but made no further movements, just looked at me kindly with gentle eyes.

Several elephant slaves next to it watched its every move nervously, and one of them stretched out his hand to gently touch its nose, and stuffed it with an apple.

It seems that they are afraid that the boss will run away.

In fact, elephants are very gentle animals, so they are domesticated in this way. I think it will definitely take a lot of time and energy to domesticate wild elephants.

I ignored Orret I who was pretending to be talking to the boss and the golden retriever.

The boss and the golden retriever glanced at the big man uncomfortably. If I read correctly, they should have recognized this old friend, and they were a little angry about meeting under such circumstances.

I noticed that Orret I looked at me with interest, pointed at me, and said something to the boss and the golden retriever.

He was not satisfied with the answer from the boss and the golden retriever, he just shook his head disapprovingly, and then announced that the triumphant carnival had officially begun.

The carnival for the next two consecutive days was not only to celebrate the triumph of the boss and the golden retriever, but also to celebrate the Dionysus Festival.

On the high platform of the Grand Square, Orret I dressed up as Barros, the god of wine, wearing a crown made of grape branches. The tendrils of the grapes hang down and mix with the golden wig he wears. He holds a glass of wine , drank it in front of everyone, and then raised the cup high, the crowd cheered enthusiastically, and the long-awaited carnival and indulgent Dionysian Festival began!

Boss and Golden Retriever are the hottest upstarts nowadays, and it is said that they have also got the favor of Princess Lodia. All the dignitaries of the Ross Empire are looking at them, and it is not clear what they are thinking.

They received many invitations to banquets.

Even the First Minister of the Empire and his rival, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, Maurice Alter, offered an olive branch to the boss and Golden Retriever.

Neither the boss nor the golden retriever refused, and they participated one by one. Of course, they didn't express their opinions at all.

Thanks to their light, I also became a well-known figure. All Saint Rock people knew that there was an inseparable white wolf beside the triumphant general, and they continued to add fuel to the previous rumors. For example, Golden Retriever once said that I I grew up drinking the same mother's milk as him, and now it has become a golden retriever who was fed by my milk, so we are so close now!

My God, are they blind?I am a male wolf!

On the third day, they were invited by Orret I to attend a dinner party, and it was built when Orret I was the prince, and has been expanding in scale and adding content since then. Ding Fen, which all Saint Rock people hope to visit Lu Garden - it is known as "Bacchus Paradise".

I followed suit.

This is a garden that is jaw-dropping. Orret I is indeed an expert in pleasure. He used his rich imagination to divide the garden into a variety of pocket scenes, including grasslands, mountains, and In the forest, you can see the changes of spring, summer, autumn and winter here, and you can also see exotic flowers and plants, rare birds and animals from all over the empire.

And Orret I stood there, his plump body wrapped in a purple robe, with a gold ribbon passing through his chest, and he welcomed the guests he had invited with open arms.

The guests gathered in a villa, and specially selected slaves with outstanding appearance waited around, waiting for orders at any time, no matter what requests the guests made, they had to satisfy them.Orret I was not only a social activist, but also a gourmet—this can be seen from his obese body. The food he provided was strange, such as barbarian-flavored flamingo tongue Entrees and more.

I left my boss and Golden Retriever in that extravagant hall to enjoy delicious food and intrigue, while I started wandering around in this vast garden.

There are really all kinds of animals here. I even saw a tiger. After I found it, I immediately stopped and entered the fighting state. As a result, it flicked its tail and didn't even look at me. into the nearby woods.

I stayed for a moment.

This is probably because it has been raised for a long time, the food is sufficient, and there is no need for hunting, so that it has lost its aggressiveness, right?

This question exists in my mind.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up, beside a forest, there appeared a familiar scene.

Is this an analog version of the savannah?

I was shocked to see the endless grassland, shrubs, and wildebeest, giraffe, and antelope pacing leisurely on it, and even saw a jumping rabbit ghostly protruding from the grass. After seeing me, he shrank back in shock.

When I saw these animals, not only did I feel very friendly, but I also had an urge to hunt them.

However, I decided to let them go. It is not easy to meet a few animals from my hometown.

I walked slowly on the grass, and the feeling of the soles of my feet sinking into the grass made me a little happy.

I heard the sound of the river.

Following the sound, a clear river appeared in front of me, and a male lion with a golden brown mane was sleeping under a tree on the other side of the river.

It heard my footsteps and lazily opened its eyes, the familiar golden color, but its eyes were more like the color of its mane.

I think I know who it is.

And I'm pretty sure the golden retriever is better off never seeing it.