brother wolf

The chaotic night is finally over with the flowing stars.

The fog in the jungle gradually dissipated in the sun, and when I opened my eyes, I could hear the charters outside greeting each other.

It's a beautiful and hopeful morning.

I'm a little tired, and I don't even bother to move my fingers.

The eldest was lying beside me with his head on my neck.

It woke up, its dark brown eyes looked a little wet, it looked at me not quite soberly, and licked it with its tongue.

This attitude is all too natural, without embarrassment, without doubt.

Got me a little confused too, thinking mornings like this have happened countless times.

The boss rubbed against me affectionately for a while, whining in a low voice, a bit coquettish.

I'm not feeling well, the stuff left by the boss is slowly flowing out of my body, sticking to my fur, and of course, my own, I admit with some reluctance.

The boss licked those dirty places on my body without hesitation. I moved away a little, and he came closer.

I bared my teeth at it, threatening it. It seemed to see my sternness, and continued to lick it with its head buried in it.

With no other way, in order to avoid it, I had to try to stand up.

I lay there passively and began to support my paws hard.

My legs trembled slightly, but in the end I managed to stand still.The boss followed me, his tail wagging slightly, I wanted him to turn back into a human form.

Last night, when I got to the back, I couldn't hold on and fell into a coma, so I don't know if these charters saw me and the boss transforming, and the boss, I glanced at its wet eyes, probably It didn't notice, or it didn't care whether it was seen or not.

I yelled at the boss in a low voice, and it looked at me a little puzzled.

In the end, I had no choice but to draw a few words on the ground. It actually looked at me with some aggrievedness, walked over, licked my fur vigorously, and rubbed against my neck. Its smooth silver-gray hair was soft and smooth, with The lingering taste of lust.

After a while, the boss finally got bored and started the process of transforming.

It raised its head and roared silently.

This kind of transformation is never easy, it will exhaust your whole body's strength, just like smashing and reshaping a clay figurine, it is a painful and long process, so the boss and the golden retriever rarely do this.

I watched the boss lying there weakly, defenseless, as if he was fished out of the water, his whole body was soaked in sweat, I walked over and licked his hands.

He reached out and touched my head, "Seles, why did your distance become so far away when you became a human?"

I tilted my ears, not understanding what he meant by this sentence.

"When I'm human, you'll reject me." There was imperceptible loss and sadness in the boss's big words.

In fact, when I was in wolf form, those licks and caresses, I just regarded them as friendship between wolves. Although the boss was too affectionate to me, I never thought that there would be other meanings in it.

Thinking about it now, I thought it was too simple.

For a personality like the boss, if it is too affectionate towards a fellow, no matter if it is a female or a male, there is only one possibility, that is, it regards the other party as its own partner, and wolves often treat their own partners. Both are loyal and possessive.

When the two of us lived together on the grassland, it was very difficult, but it felt good to rely on each other, and that time was also the happiest. I think, if I can go back to that time, I will be very happy.

I don't mind living with it and being each other's companions, even if the combination is a bit strange, but there are so many strange things in this world that even the stars in the sky may disappear.

Whether it was before or now, I don’t have anyone who I’m particularly attached to. Whether it’s a man or a woman, life is too ordinary, the days are as slow as lukewarm water, and the past is not easy to detect. When I was in a daze, I realized that, In my own life, that destined to be special existence has never appeared before.

I care about my boss very much, even to the extent of love, which is a feeling I have never had before.

I can't figure out whether this feeling is brotherhood or something else.

I still have some repulsion to the unbelievable physical relationship with it, but I never feel disgusted.

The boss stood up, put on his clothes, and walked out of the hut, and I followed behind him.

Standing outside the door was the respected wizard, which surprised me and the boss.

He didn't seem to be furious because of last night's accident, but sat very patiently not far from the door, talking in a low voice with a few Chartites. When he saw us, the conversation stopped immediately down.

He waved to us, beckoning us to come over.

For the wolf-shaped me, he was not surprised at all. It seems that he should know from the knowledge left by the magician that the magician was once able to turn beasts into humans.

The men around him were not dressed like the rest of the Chartres.

Their loose hair was tied into many small braids behind their heads, their faces and bodies were painted with the face and decoration of the God of War, their bodies were wrapped only in loincloths, and they held shields made of rattan and planks and sharp swords in their hands. spear.

They are warriors, the elite of the Charters.

I became tense, and I lowered my whole body, my front teeth were exposed, my back hair stood up, and I growled lowly at them.

The reputation of these Charters is not good, they are notoriously warlike tribes, they will trouble you if they have nothing to do, not to mention, now the boss and I have broken the agreement.

Then, something unexpected happened to us.

The sorcerer didn't do anything, but beckoned instead, and the warriors immediately raised their long hairs and tapped the shields in their hands, and began to sing a sacrificial song: "When a magical beast appears in the sky."

The night is coming to an end.

Day comes.

The brave wolf is the adoptive father.

The silver-gray wolf fur felt joyful.

It rules over the whole tribe.

A city wall was built to defend against the enemy.

And according to his own name.

Call the people of the tribe the Chartes.

for these statements.

I do not limit time and space.

They shall reign forever and ever.

When they finished singing, the wizard said with a mysterious smile, "This is the "Prophecy" left by Kim Ernes, the prophet of our charters."

The wizard jumped off the sedan chair carried by four Chartites, and he pointed to me and the boss, "You are the hope of the Chartet tribe, that magical beast, you are both humans and beasts, one of the 'Double Walls of the Empire' One here." He laughed, with fanaticism, "The prophecy is about to come true, come true."

All the charters around cheered, and only the boss and I looked at each other, not knowing what the wizard was doing.

In any case, the crisis seemed to be resolved, and the wizard didn't care about our behavior, but seemed to ask us for something.

After a while, when they quieted down and the wizard began to explain these things slowly, I realized what they were crazy about.

After those magicians came here, they used the remaining magic power to calculate the movement of the sun, moon and stars, and they came to a crazy conclusion that in the distant future, there will be beasts that have been turned into humans by magicians. Here, they will lead the Charts to bring down the Rus Empire.

When I heard this legend, I thought it was absurd at first, but then I thought, since I can come to this world, and the boss can become a human, then what is the use of magic to know a vague future?

After all, even I, after reading the magic books collected by Ignatius, can only sigh, and I have only touched the edge of magic, and it is precisely because of this that I can appreciate the profoundness of magic civilization.

The fall of the Rus Empire was only a matter of time.

Everything has its own inevitable law of rise and fall, and the Rus Empire is just at the end.

Regardless of whether the Chartists intervene or not, the demise of the Ross Empire is an irreversible and ongoing fact.

That, coupled with the involvement of the Chartres, may or may not hasten the process.

For the boss, the demise of the Ross Empire is of course a good thing. He never had any good feelings for the empire. After getting rid of the shackles of Ignatius, he was directly involved in the civil war of the Ross Empire. more, it is also because from the very beginning, the idea of ​​destroying this empire has been stored.

On the condition of saving me, the boss reached an agreement with the wizard. He will lead the charter warriors out of the jungle and use the blood of the Ross people to avenge the ancestors of the wizards.

Originally, the wizard wanted to leave me in the charter tribe for treatment, but the boss firmly disagreed, maybe because of the magic power of the prophecy poem, the wizard didn't force us.

In the Chaltean temple, I was locked in a dark room, and in front of me was a whirling sphere glowing with pale blue light, floating in mid-air.

I drank a cup of the wizard's special potion, and the weakness and pain that had plagued me for so long suddenly disappeared.

Of course, this is only the effect of this potion, and my physical condition has not improved in any way.

The ball is like a naughty child, always refusing to be caught by me. I grabbed it in the air in vain, but it escaped from my claws several times.

I almost doubt that this ball is alive.

Time passed, seeing that the ball still didn't give in, I was also a little tired, so I just lay there and began to doze off.

Seeing that I hadn't moved, the ball slowly approached me. It floated in front of me, turning around there.

When it was unprepared, I stretched out my mouth, bit it, and swallowed it.

The feeling of being overwhelmed is nothing more than that.

I desperately endured the feeling that my whole body's blood was rushing towards the ball. This is an inevitable process, as if Ignatius poured his magic power into me, and now, to remove it, It will only be more unbearable than before.

Pain is inevitable, however, I can bear it.

After a long time, I felt my body finally calm down, opened my mouth, and the ball rolled out from the back of my throat.

The pale blue light it emitted became more and more dazzling.

I stretched out my limbs, and slowly let my body change. This transformation is like being soaked in warm water. There is no discomfort, but a bit lazy and sleepy.

Open the door, the boss is standing there waiting.

His eyes lit up when he saw me, and he put a garment over my naked body.

The boss hugged my shoulders, "I can finally rest assured."

I smiled, yes, I can finally rest assured, I remembered what the wizard had said to me quietly, I thought, whether it is me or the boss, the time to choose is finally coming.