Where is the dignity of the Lord?

The process of bootstrapping is magical.

It closes its eyes and cannot see how the other party operates, but it can hear the sound and smell the smell.

Those incense made him drowsy after a while, maybe there is some special ingredient in the incense, or in the wax-candle.

The old man's voice was hoarse, ancient, and mysterious.

He spoke the unfamiliar Romanian in a voice so low that it was like talking in sleep, and Pasha soon found himself getting more and more sleepy.

That kind of sleepiness is not sleepiness.

It's like being drunk.

You can clearly find that your sanity has been peeled off from your brain like a cocoon, and your body loses control, sinking heavily and procrastinatingly.

like a dream.

Colorful, grotesque and magical.

Pasha didn't know what he was dreaming about, but he couldn't help but relax, obeying the English words he could understand that popped out of the old man's mouth one after another, and fantasized about what the old man asked him to dream about.

"chain."

"memory."

"thinking."

Unrelated words become the key to unlock instructions, slowly unlocking the hidden nature in the blood as time goes by.

What Pasha didn't know before he lost consciousness was that his body was changing in the eyes of the old man and Ward...

The body of the Siberian tiger is changing, and the bones are creaking.

The colorful fur started from the claw tips of the limbs, retracted under the skin little by little, and quickly retreated towards the torso.

Even the tiger face, which was not angry and proud, gradually transformed into a young human face.

The boot is almost complete.

Ward watched Pasha closely, from tiger to half-beast, to man.

Ward heaved a long sigh of relief when the strong beast turned into a young man with short orange hair with long and powerful limbs, wide shoulders and narrow waist, honey-colored skin and smooth muscles.

Then he immediately returned to his perpetual smile, came to the bedside and whistled at the sleeping person, "As expected of a tiger, I dare say his body fat must not exceed 10."

The wolf sounds good, but it has been beautified by many film and television works and novels.

In fact, wolves are cowardly and inferior animals. They rely on caution and hunt in groups, but tigers are not. The moment tigers are created, they are naturally the symbol of kings.

Powerful, domineering, suspicious, and capricious, does he look like the monarch of the human world?

So even if he transforms into a human, he has to say that Pasha's current appearance is majestic and handsome, his body is strong and full of explosive power, and he can't be better.

"...I'm right, you are indeed the best!"

Ward leaned down to stare at Pasha's sleeping face, his fingers gently stroking the hair on his forehead, rubbing against the skin there, his laughter was extremely low, short and full of crazy breaths.

The bright green eyes dilated and trembled slightly because of excitement, and the high grinning lips even surpassed the scope of human beings.

The old man squinted his eyes in disdain: "Look at your current appearance, Ward Bellucci Jesse, you have deceived your compatriots to obtain animal bones, and you have simply tarnished the werewolf spirit left by your ancestors!"

"what?"

Ward straightened up expressionlessly, approached the old man a few steps, picked up the black king on the chessboard, and threw the crown piece in his hand.

Steps came to the old man.

The werewolf who bent over and lowered his head tightly grasped the chess piece, pointed the chess piece at the forehead of the ugly old man, and smiled carelessly and dangerously:

"Just shut up and listen to me obediently... Don't forget, who is the king who takes the lead, old man..."

"If you complain any more, I'll kill you, understand?"

"........."

Gritting his teeth to suppress his anger, the old man did not refute, and Ward quickly returned to his original state, and happily carried Pasha on the recliner over his shoulders to the operating table on the other side.

"Hurry up, don't hurt his brain."

"Yes, we try our best."

The medical staff nodded and watched Ward retreat to the old man's room just now, and started to work as promised.

Transferring animal bones and defrauding the same kind is a heinous and stinking crime in the werewolf world.But why can a werewolf contact a leader to openly commit a crime, and why does he have so much capital and connections?

Very short answer.

Ward looked at the chess piece in his hand coldly, and threw it back on the board.

Just be king...

Hmph, this kind of wolf king system, which is so old-fashioned and disgusting even in modern society, is completely self-inflicted, so why pretend to be noble!

After all, the animal bones were all inside the skull. After five hours of surgery that did not include sutures, the nurse held the tray and brought the bone, which was only the size of a fifty-cent coin and stained pink, to Ward.

Animal bone is not hard, on the contrary, it is softer than cartilage.

Ward looked at it for a long time before carefully pinching it and putting it in the palm of his left hand and slowly gathering it together.

Ignoring the nurse's eyes, he put the palm holding the animal bone on his chest, raised his head and let out a long breath.

Finally, finally...it can end...

This animal bone is mine! !

"Set him down well, all the expenses will be charged to my account, he can live no matter how long." Ward kept this posture for a long time, got up and told the nurse, his voice was inexplicably tired.

"Okay sir." The nurse answered with a tray.

Ward put the bone in a vial and strode out of the room.

He couldn't wait, after waiting for so many years, finally saw the dawn, he couldn't bear it for a moment!

Leaving the operating room in a hurry, Ward didn't care even if he didn't see the black-haired and blue-eyed Russian at the door, but walked quickly to the elevator entrance.

Leaving the hospital, he drove and disappeared on the boulevard.

Ward's chest heaved violently, maintaining his remaining sanity, and excitedly came to his hidden address in Romania.

Ordinary residents have no guests, because the building is his property.

I came to the top floor with ease, hooked the attic door hidden in the ceiling, followed the wooden stairs all the way up, and soon came to the attic with a small ceiling.

The small round window casts evening light on the bed by the window.

Ward's steps softened.

He carefully leaned over with the things in his pockets, his green eyes swept over the two huge steel basins on the ground, the basins were empty and there was only a little blood left.

A huge bulge hovered over the bed, and Ward walked over and sat down, reaching into the quilt with a complicated nostalgic and sour expression, touching something inside.

"I am back."

But no one responded, he said.

Ward seems to have been used to it for a long time, and there is a trace of relief in his exhaustion.

This ease comes from the newly obtained animal bones that are stronger than ever.

"Don't worry, I've found a suitable animal bone."

He gently stroked the thing under the quilt, and whispered: "When I cure you, we will leave Romania and go to any place, no matter how far I will accompany you."

"..."

"I remember you like snow very much, so let's go to Canada as the first stop, and I will teach you how to ski, okay? We can live there for two or three years, and when you get tired of it, we will go to Denmark... Hanada White Windmill, I really don't know Why do you like things that only girls like..."

"..."

The white-haired werewolf was talking about imagining the beautiful illusory scene. Perhaps because he was too involved, his five senses, which have always been keen, did not notice that someone quietly appeared at the entrance of the attic.

"Is that why you want the animal bone?"

"!!!"

The sudden voice of a third person caused Ward to stand up suddenly and turn towards the entrance, while his green eyes narrowed into beastly needles.

Reyde stood there in active Martin boots overalls and black short-sleeved sleeves, with a leather belt that held a weapon still buckled around his waist.

He looked at Ward with no extra emotion in his eyes.

Ward narrowed his eyes after identifying the person, and the gradually scarlet eyes swept across his lower back, raging with anger.

"Why?" He adjusted his posture and chuckled, "Want to be black and black? I advise you to save yourself, don't forget that this is Romania, my territory. All werewolves here listen to me."

"I know."

Reyde's face was always expressionless, and he said lightly: "But I also know that you have rules not to expose the werewolf and the branch to outsiders."

Ward's smile disappeared and he frowned: "What do you mean?"

Resid: "I asked someone to investigate Romania before coming here, but I didn't find anything."

Ward sneered: "Of course."

"However," Reyde added, "then I had people start collecting evidence of where you've been, where you volunteered as a wildlife volunteer, and how many wild animals you've traded with, and it turned out to be easy this time."

Ward, who was vaguely aware of something bad, lowered his face: "What did you do?"

Resid: "I called the police, Interpol."

Ward opened his eyes wide: "Report..."

Reyde: "As a ranger, report you for poaching wild animals."

Ward: "..."

Reisyd had a look of 'my lord is so hurt, you kind of fuck me' facial paralysis.

Thinking like electricity, Ward quickly understood Reisyd's thoughts.

Beasts can't speak, and they can't testify after becoming human. Most of the orcs he traded with are protected animals. After becoming human, they disappeared into the forest. He couldn't speak clearly with a hundred mouths!

Even if Romania can keep him, he will lose his rights in Romania in the future.

It's okay to use the race to mess around, but putting the whole race in danger, not even the wolf king!

And I don't know where this guy learned that werewolves can't reveal their own existence. Even if he wants to use his secret power to let werewolves catch him, he can't do it in front of the international police!

There is no other way, we can only deal with this guy first and leave here.

"You fucking—!!"

Ward had a ferocious expression, panting violently, grinning his mouth until his fangs were exposed by his ears, and his ears and tail also popped out.

Seeing this, Reyde suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and the baby's blue eyes reflected Ward's appearance of tearing up the disguise and wanting to kill him. He reached behind his back and pulled out two mountain axes.

Ward laughed back angrily: "You didn't use a gun in front of me on purpose, you think too highly of yourself."

And Reyde swung the ax with both hands and threw two cold lights, and said calmly, "The police will come soon."

Meaning, sniping you in front of the police?You are as stupid as a father.

Go into the game as a wolf!

"........."

Ward clenched his hands into fists.

This bastard! ! !

【The author has something to say】:.

Reyed pulled the ax with a slumped face: If you don't accept it, you can fuck me.

[Damn, it’s impossible for Lei Zai to be so hurt, at least he paid for the medical expenses later (dog head)]