Forced to play Shura Field in a Western Fantasy game

The leading black wolf was at the front, the black cat followed step by step, and the other wolves also followed.

"Hurt, my name is Hurt."

"Meow?" The black cat pretended not to understand.

However, the black wolf Hurt glanced at it, as if he knew something, and said, "Don't pretend, I know you can understand and talk."

"...What is the purpose of arresting me?" the black cat said bluntly.

The wooden bone dragon was sleeping on the edge of the cliff before, and it was obviously driven by something else to capture it, but now it seems that these wolves, especially the leading black wolf in front of it, are very likely to be the culprit.

No, it must be what it does.

As expected, Hurt admitted generously, and said as he walked, without looking back, "Aren't you a 'sacred beast of the wolf clan'? I just want to see what the sacred beast of our clan looks like."

"...So you are the real holy beast?" Although Hurt was only walking slowly, his step was much bigger than the cat's. The black cat had to speed up to keep up.

If it can be counterfeited as soon as it comes up, it must be genuine.

"What do you think?"

They slowly entered the forest on the mountain, and the wolves following behind did not make a sound, very quiet.The black cat was silent for a moment, vaguely remembering that the werewolves had mentioned that the holy beast had black hair and blue eyes when they were in the Presbyterian meeting, and the one brought back by Edgar and Crofts happened to be the same.

The black wolf in front of him is black fur and blue eyes.

Put together, it is clear at a glance who is more like a holy beast, who is real and who is fake.

But would the black cat be discouraged because he really wasn't a holy beast? No.

"I did the work you should do for you." The black cat was very serious, "The new patriarch has been selected."

Serious little expression, as if the black wolf Hurt in front of him didn't go to work on time, so he let a black cat give him a top bag.

Hearing this, Hurt was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Haha, then you have done a lot more work than me, I just need to announce the holy beast's will and leave."

It looked back meaningfully, and headed down the mountain, "You even sent the exile here all the way, because you were too enthusiastic and afraid that it would not find its way? Little black cat."

"It's still waiting for me below, I have to go back and find it." When Crofts was mentioned, the black cat remembered what had happened before.Even if it threw Bulang down to signal the other party not to pursue it deeply tonight, Crofts would definitely come up the mountain quickly if he had the chance.

"No, you don't need to go down, it will come up by itself." Hurt said: "And our place is its best home, and the exiles will come here."

"You... here?" The black cat was very puzzled.

"Follow me." Hurt signaled the black cat to stand on his back, and when the black cat stood still, he began to run forward.

Already accustomed to this situation, the black cat who rides a wolf like a horse skillfully grabs the wolf's fur and keeps its body balanced so that it does not fall off.The pack of wolves followed suit.

Hurt took it, a group of wolves and a cat, walked through the quiet night, through the shadowy jungle, like a blowing night wind, leaving a rustling sound in the woods.

I don't know how long.

The black cat saw it.

I saw a small village hidden in the gentle area between the two mountains. Although it is small in size, it is like a paradise in the depths of such a primitive forest.And the people who live here are all werewolves.

Every house is lit, and the smoke is curling up, it is like a miracle.

Seeing this scene, the black cat couldn't help murmuring: "These are all werewolves who were exiled..."

At this moment, it understood why it had never seen even one exiled werewolf in such a long time, even just one side.It was rumored in the clan that these exiles died in the depths of the forest for various reasons, but no one thought that these werewolves lived here.

"Yes." Before reaching the small town, Hurt changed back into a human form and took off the black cat on his head, "Should I say 'Welcome here'."

Hurt looked quite old, the years of wind and frost had left marks on his face, his black hair was half-length and not short, combed back, only the temples were a little gray.

The black cat was stunned for a moment, not because of anything else, but because of this face...it was so similar to Crofts!

Crofts and Edgar are related by blood, but as far as the black cat knows, they are not brothers of the same father and mother, so there are still some differences in appearance, but the middle-aged man in front of him seems to be able to see Ke What Rofts will look like in another ten years.

"Your surname is Wiggins?" The black cat quickly responded.

"Yes." Hurt snapped his fingers, "Hurt Wiggins, a former member of the Wiggins family, as of now, you can regard me as a so-called 'Holy Beast'."

The black cat was led by Hurt to the town, and the wolves who followed behind all turned back into human forms and dispersed, and the werewolves who met Hurt along the way would salute him, and Hurt responded one by one with a smile .

"But why you..." The black cat had a lot of questions to ask, and didn't know which one to ask first.For example, why there are villages and towns here, why the other party becomes a holy beast, why exiles will definitely come here, and this is also the destination of Crofts, etc.

"I know you have a lot of questions, Xiao Hei." Hurt said with a smile, "Go back with me first, and I will tell you."

"...Who is Xiao Hei! I don't have that name."

Hurt had already walked to a small two-story building at this time, and took out the key from under the flower pot on the window sill to open the door, "Then what's your name? You must have a name."

The black cat has nothing to hide, "Yu Yuan."

"Okay, I remember."

After the door opened, Hurt put the black cat down and closed the door, lit the candles in the room one by one, and the room slowly lit up.

"Wait for me to look for it..." Hurt rummaged through the tall bookshelves one by one, and finally pulled out a book with a red cover, sat on the sofa with a large backrest, unfolded the book on his lap, He patted the armrest again, "Come here."

The black cat was lying on the arm of the sofa.

Hurt turned to the first page, and the black cat opened his eyes wide to see that the contents of the book turned out to be pictures, and Hurt narrated while it was reading.

"The nature of werewolves determines that the competition among the same race is always very cruel..."

Just as there will inevitably be a patriarchal duel between Edgar and Crofts, so it is naturally the case with other families. What's more, there are more than a dozen werewolves in a generation competing for the same position, and there are other duel occasions, and the loser Often they only end up dead, and those who are a little bit lucky and survive will be exiled.

There are all kinds of monsters living in the primeval forest, even the werewolves can't resist sometimes, and the exiles are often seriously injured or even disabled, so the initial exile is equivalent to a slow death sentence, but they die in the depths of the forest where no one collects their bodies.

But on the other hand, the werewolves who can go to the patriarch's duel are often not mediocre. I don't know when it started. An exile met a "sacred beast" when he was about to die, and was guided by the holy beast. In the valley above, avoid monsters, recuperate, and use this as a starting point to rescue the next exile that appears within the forest range.And the holy beasts who are very familiar with the forest conditions guide them to live, teach them to fight against those powerful monsters, let these exiles take root here smoothly, and once again become the overlord of the forest in a certain sense, until it has formed the scale it is today.

But a very long time ago, the holy beast suddenly announced that it would select a successor, and the successor also had the mission of performing miracles and guiding the selection of the patriarch. Since then, the holy beast has suddenly disappeared, and no one else Found traces of it.The position of the holy beast has been passed down from generation to generation, and he is also the patriarch who leads these exiles, and now he is the Hutt Wiggins in front of him, an exile of the Wiggins family who did not know how long ago.

Hurt turned page by page. This thick picture book is like a mural, recording the life of the first generation of exiles who took root.His narration is very attractive, and the black cat can't help being fascinated by it

Near the end, it looked at the pictures on the book, and finally couldn't help asking a question, "Why didn't you draw the image of the first-generation holy beast?"

The exiled werewolf encountered the guidance of the holy beast and survived here. There is no problem with the logic of this story, one link after another. The only flaw is that whenever the first generation holy beast is mentioned, the matching picture is empty. One location, only a small black circle is drawn.

This is strange.

Hearing this, Hutt smiled heartily, "Haven't you ever thought about why you are recognized as a holy beast?"

The black cat immediately understood what he meant, and asked back in disbelief: "The first generation of holy beasts is a cat?"

It thought it was Edgar and Crofts talking nonsense and pushing it into a holy beast, but now it seems that it is justified?

"Haha, in fact, there are many versions circulating now." Hurt said: "The holy beast will appear in the outside world, and it is the only connection with the outside world in our present hermit group. The first generation of holy beasts appeared for the first time thousands of years ago. There have been records, and I have heard legends when I was a child."

The only werewolf among the exiles would reappear, but as a holy beast, so it was not recognized.

The black cat thought silently, so it was regarded as a holy beast not only because of its black fur and blue eyes, but also because the legendary first-generation holy beast was also a cat like it.

...there is a sense of coincidence and subtlety across time and space.

"Actually, those werewolves in the past also doubted the existence of the first-generation holy beast. Some werewolves refused to admit that it was a cat, thinking that it might be some kind of wolf that hadn't grown up. In short, they insisted that it was their own kind." , Hurt couldn't help laughing again.

"Replace the position of the first-generation holy beast with a black circle, because its existence is so unbelievable, and it is difficult to describe its appearance. Of course, it may also be to let the latecomers retain their illusions about the first-generation holy beast and imagine its mighty power image of."

The black cat looked at the scene of the wolves worshiping in the picture, and the place they were pointing at was an empty black circle.If you really draw a cat, it feels...it seems weird and cute.

It's like a cat leading a pack of wolves.

"So maybe I shouldn't say that you are a fake holy beast." After telling the story, Hurt stroked the head of the black cat, "Maybe you are just like the first generation holy beast back then."

The narrations of the elders always seem to be particularly contagious. Hurt's eyes were fascinated, as if through the pictures, he was imagining the scene of the former exile getting help from the first generation of holy beasts when he was desperate. But it raised up a whole group of exiles.The black cat was also very touched, staring at the little black circle.

Hurt wiped the corners of his eyes, "Do you think so, Xiao Hei?"

The black cat who was moved for less than five seconds: "..."

Who is Xiao Hei!

Just as the black cat wanted to refute the question of the name again, it thought of another matter, so it asked, "Then how did you manage to communicate with the wooden bone dragon?"

Although it seems that this true holy beast has surpassed other creatures in the primeval forest, it is not easy to order a dragon to catch this cat.

"Actually, it wasn't my order." Hurt smiled indifferently, "I just asked these 'friends' to help watch over the new exiles, but these creatures seem to be very interested in you."

"Interested in me?" The black cat was shocked again.

"Yes." Hurt was very sure.

The black cat was silent.

Thinking about it another way, it seems that so many mud giants that appeared before really didn't have time to do anything, it and the black wolf ran away first, and the wooden bone dragon stretched out its claws when the cat thought it was going to die. Grab it and bring it to the mountain...

It's almost like the monsters are trying to... get close to it?

Is cat control per capita these days!Even monsters are like this, so scary!

The black cat could only ask Lin Ling for help, "Why?"

However, Lin Ling has never seen this kind of situation before, so he can only make a similar analogy, "Some player characters are more attractive to cats and dogs, and some are more attractive to fish, just like some people are lucky, maybe you not only attract NPCs , even monsters are equally attracted... Maybe non-player characters will be attracted to you?"

"..." I really don't want this kind of character talent at all.

Hurt closed the book, looked at the time and said, "Maybe you should rest for a while, when you wake up tomorrow morning, your companion should be here."

The black cat thought for a while, Crofts should have crossed the river now and started heading towards the mountains, and since there was no danger here, but a group of the same kind was waiting for the black wolf, the cat had nothing to worry about.

On top of that, it has another mission.

Maomao fell asleep directly on the sofa next to it. Hurt covered it with a blanket thoughtfully, put out the candle and went out.

According to the original plan, it was enough to ensure that Crofts could survive in the primeval forest, but the next thing made them realize that things were not that simple.

The task is refreshed again.

[Hidden Mission: Battle of the Wolf King]

[Final Mission · Disappeared]

[The legend of the first generation of holy beasts will eventually be annihilated in the long history of the werewolf clan. That small figure led a group of desperate werewolves to a new hope, and became the original belief of this hidden tribe]

[As the "transmitter of the will of the holy beast", you have selected a qualified patriarch for the Wiggins family among the werewolves, and you have also selected a future wolf king for the werewolf tribe.At the same time, you also brought the candidate for the next holy beast to the place where the hidden tribe lives. ]

[Now, please make sure that Edgar Wiggins, Crofts Wiggins can walk on the right trajectory of fate. ]

[Then, bid them farewell, farewell to the werewolf tribe.Just like the first generation of holy beasts, they disappeared in the history of werewolves, and finally disappeared. ]

Disappeared... Like the first holy beast, only a small black circle is left in the historical atlas.

Seeing this task, the black cat wondered for a moment whether it was because it was suspected to be of the same family as the first generation of holy beasts, and was a little emotional.

"Do I have to go back to the white wolf? Make sure it will always be the patriarch, and it won't do anything just because I disappeared." It asked Lin Ling for advice.

"I think so. The mission is probably to let you say goodbye."

The black cat didn't hesitate too much, "Then let's go."

Fortunately, it has the plug-in of a technician, and left a black cat as a substitute before.

Lin Ling: "Send it now?"

"Ah."

"Be careful when you go back, it's not a big problem if it only disappears for one day now, the real cat has been in a daze." Lin Ling reminded while operating, "The most important thing is to think about how to say goodbye, so as to ensure that there will be no chain reaction in the future. "

"Don't worry, it's definitely broken enough."

After saying this, the black cat felt something was wrong, it sounded like it was very skilled at this.

In the blink of an eye, the black cat lying here becomes the data of another real cat, and the black cat itself will return to the white wolf again.

Playing two games at the same time, making sure that both sides think that the black cat is following him, the dedicated cat is really hard.As for when it is not there, the real black cat that will only be frightened to faint is full of loopholes, but after all, the cat is there, and the data is exactly the same

The black cat returned to the mansion not far away, and woke up from the soft silk pile.

"Meow."

The black cat stretched itself and stood up. Two werewolf maids appeared in front of it. They were surprised to see it wake up.

"woke up?"

"I finally called out this time, so I didn't faint."

The black cat blinked its eyes wide, almost imagining the scene of the real black cat in the wolf's den every day. It is estimated that it would faint from fright as soon as it opened its eyes, and the fainting would be endless.real now

The two maids looked at each other, and then, without any hesitation, the red-haired maid wrapped the black cat in a quilt and hugged it with only its head exposed, "Come on, Vera, let's go see Lord Edgar."

The maid named Vera was in charge of opening the door, while the red-haired one hugged the black cat in her arms as if holding a baby. The two quickly went downstairs and headed straight for the study on the first floor.

As soon as they entered, Edgar, who was engrossed in the desk, raised his head. He was used to wearing a pair of glasses when he was working. His gaze through the lens was dissatisfied with being disturbed for a moment, but when he saw clearly the person coming from the door was The two maids and the cat reacted later.

"It's awake?" Edgar stood up suddenly.

The red-haired maid hurriedly stepped forward and put the black cat on the table. The black cat got out from under the quilt and looked at Edgar.

"You go down first." Edgar pushed back the two maids.

After they went out, there was only one person and one cat left in the house.

"What's the matter with you?" Edgar went straight to the point, without any temptation or leaving room for the black cat to make up lies, "I can see that the cat before you came back is also good, I don't know what spell you used, but it's obviously not you, or you just left a shell."

"I know you can't speak." He bent his fingers and tapped lightly on the table, "Then transform into a human form and explain it to me clearly, Yu Yuan."

It was the first time that Edgar directly called the black cat so solemnly, no, maybe it should be the name of a certain mage.

He knew early on that black cats could transform into human forms, and he had doubts when the later "black cats" were fainted from fright for the first time. The cat just showed up again.But not long after, the exact same problem reappeared.

Edgar thought about it calmly this time, analyzed all possible situations, and concluded with the greatest probability that some of the spells used by the black cat were beyond his knowledge.

Edgar was waiting for the black cat to give a result, but the silent black cat was actually thinking about another problem.

...Will it scare him to speak human language directly in cat form?

After all, its previous communication with Crofts happened between wolves and cats, both animals, and the situation was urgent, and Crofts was inevitably stunned for a moment.Seeing Edgar like this now, I have always thought that it can only meow for so long, and it might be a little scary to suddenly open its mouth to speak.

Cats are so sweet.

Edgar repeated, "Speak."

The black cat jumped off the table, and almost at the moment when it jumped onto the chair, a puff of white smoke was generated out of thin air, and then quickly dispersed, as if it had never appeared before.

A mage wearing a black pointed mage hat appeared in front of him.

It was difficult for Edgar to describe this scene. The mage in front of him looked more like a real person than the one he saw under the dim moonlight that night.The dark blue eyes seem to have been replaced by cat's eyes, with slightly curly black hair just past the earlobe, the tip of the nose is upturned, and the skin is as pale as porcelain.The temperament is like that of a mysterious mage who lives in a high tower, but his appearance is like a reserved young nobleman, with a youthful feeling that has not faded.

...in a way, really like a cat.

The mage who finally changed back to human form sat down generously on the armchair, took off his hat and put it aside, "You can ask, and I will answer as soon as I can."

The purpose of his coming back is to clarify the matter so that he can leave, not to pretend to be a cat and a wolf.But now he already had a rough preliminary plan in his mind: continue to use the holy beast setting that was placed on it before, and after talking about everything, say that the holy beast is going back to live in the forest.

Edgar also sat down on the other side, and the two looked at each other across the table.

"The way you were before..." Edgar hesitated, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yu Yuan didn't wait for the next sentence, "Huh?"

Edgar adjusted his glasses, "I remember you had other things on you before."

Something else?

Yu Yuan glanced at himself subconsciously, every time it was the clothes, and what could be seen in the black hat and big black robe?

"When someone appeared on the rooftop that night." Edgar's eyes were subtle, "There are ears and a tail."

At first, he really regarded the black cat as a pure holy beast, and that night he also thought that the holy beast turned into a human form, just like a werewolf, until he broke through the one without cat ears and tail, and contacted Rist Only after hearing the prince's words did he realize that the black cat should have more identities, and it must be the human mage that Rist had been looking for.

But this does not prevent him from mentioning the second crash, only the first.

Yu Yuan was dumbfounded.

What, can't talk to you without cat ears and a tail?

He patted the table, "There is no such thing, if you want to ask something else, ask quickly."

Hearing this, Edgar seemed to grasp something in an instant, his eyes darkened, "I only talk to my cat."

"......"Grass.

Yu Yuan really used up all his self-control to tell himself not to swear, but in a blink of an eye he turned back into a cat form and opened his mouth to speak, "Is it okay now?"

Why didn't he find out that this NPC had so many things before.

Edgar seemed satisfied with this, and folded his hands in front of him, "What happened when you were abnormal? What kind of spell?"

The black cat took advantage of its expertise and began to make up nonsense, "A special kind of spell, only holy beasts can do it."

It's hanging, I used a substitute, I can't think of it.

Edgar chuckled, "But now I doubt your identity as a holy beast."

"..." The black cat looked at the other person's eyes, always feeling that he knew something, and didn't realize that he was caught when he came back from List Castle.

But if it was found, why wasn't it revealed sooner?This loophole gave Black Cat confidence, and Mao Mao insisted cheekily: "It was you who promoted me to be a holy beast before, the patriarch has also been selected, and my work has been completed."

It plans to mention the matter of returning to the forest next.

"That's right, you have fulfilled your duty as a holy beast." Edgar changed back into the white wolf form, walking towards Maomao while talking.

The black cat stood on the chair and looked at it, talking as it spoke, what would it do to become a wolf.

"But I still doubt the identity of the holy beast, what should I do?" The white wolf slowly approached, "I brought you back to the elders, and now I should verify it."

"...How to test, you say."

The white wolf walked to the chair, and the black cat had to stand on the chair so that the heights of the two sides were almost even.

"I have my own method." The white wolf came up.

The next second, the white wolf opened its mouth slightly, and rubbed against the black cat's face, wetting its fur, leaving a sticky touch.For werewolves who can assume wolf form, this is a very intimate gesture, perhaps equivalent to a kiss in human form.

For a while, a certain charming and intimate atmosphere lingered.Like a wolf restraining his instinct to get close to a young black cat, it also represents their original identity.

However, the black cat's eyes only saw the exposed wolf teeth, and the sharp canine teeth reflected a little light, and the hair exploded instantly.

Is this finally going to bite it!

The black cat immediately turned back into a human form, and the black-clothed mage held the wolf down between his legs, and the white wolf's mouth was tightly held by him like a shell, Use your hands as bite stoppers to prevent it from biting.

"Can you do some human affairs!" Yu Yuan could say countless complaints when he thought of all the experiences from the first time he met a wolf, and finally couldn't help it when he was about to leave, "It's not about licking the fur and licking the mouth. You can't even wash it clean, but you want to bite me, such a cute kitten, you can bear it, after all, it's a werewolf, is it a little bit more human?"

The previous atmosphere was gone.

The white wolf whose mouth was held down: "..."