Where is the dignity of the Lord?

Charles came back suddenly.

Ward lay on the sofa, took the blanket they usually used to cover himself, buried his long mouth in the fabric, and absorbed the familiar scent of youth from it. A lone wolf, as usual, soon fell into the trap. deep sleep.

It predicts that it will take at least a month for Shire to come back if everything goes well this time. However, familiar footsteps appear in the room, carrying all kinds of mixed breaths and the cold dew moisture at night. At night, the green animal pupils stared in astonishment at the young man squatting in front of the sofa and smiling at him.

"Charles!!!"

After the shock, there was ecstasy, Gray Wolf jumped out and squeezed into his arms fiercely.

"How did you come back so fast?!"

Charles hugged it and raised his head to avoid the wolf ears poked on his face, but he didn't answer its question. His gentle voice covered his anxiety, and he quickly whispered: "Come with me, Ward, remember, no matter what happens Don't be surprised by anything, and don't ask why, can you follow me?"

The coquettish movement paused, Ward looked up at the still beautiful smiling face of the young man in the dark, and nodded trustingly despite being puzzled: "Okay."

Charles smiled deeply at it, then immediately got up and his expression disappeared. He frowned, stepped outside in a hurry and stepped lightly as if he was afraid of being discovered, and Ward hurriedly followed behind him when he saw this.

For some reason, a sense of solemnity permeated the surroundings.

It keenly sensed the anxiety and uneasiness of Charles in front.

What the hell is going on?

Could it be that there is danger among the wolves, so everyone needs to evacuate urgently?

Ward sprinted with four claws to keep up with Shire in front of him. It was the first time he saw Shire so flustered. He suppressed the strong ominousness, and his eyes swept towards the houses on the street.

The sporadic houses were calmly lit, as in the past, and there was no sign of a terrible event happening at all.

So this is only about Ciel?

It will make them at this time... like a fugitive...

No, no, Shire is the most popular "guide" even the king respects, how could he be a fugitive?Ward shook off the doubts in his mind and followed Charles all the way to the hospital.

It is familiar with this place, the werewolf local hospital, basically only accepts werewolves.Is Shire sick, Ward was worried, and wanted to stuff his long mouth into the young man's hand in front, and then lick his palm.

The close contact will make it feel at ease, and Shire has never refused before, but this time when it leaned forward, the young man with his back turned away from him didn't notice it at all, but instead talked in a low voice with a doctor Ward had never seen before. .

"You really want to do this? Charles, you are..."

"I know, I have no choice, sorry to implicate you."

"It doesn't matter to me... just... forget it, alas."

The middle-aged doctor had a bitter face. He covered his eyes behind the glasses, and glanced deeply at the gray wolf who was squatting next to Charles with a confused expression. After a long sigh, he turned and whispered: "Follow me."

The bewildered gray wolf was relieved to hear the young man's surprise, and looked back at it with too much tenderness and sadness... making it uncomfortable for no reason.

Ward didn't know what would happen next, but he felt that it must not be something to make him happy!

So it begged and bit Charles' pants and dragged back:

"Charles... let's go back..."

"I'm not sick, and you're not sick, let's go back!"

"Let's go back!"

But the young man didn't move, his face was hazy under the cold light of the hospital, condescendingly looking down at the panicked gray wolf that was dragging him hard, before squatting down to stroke its head after a long time.

"Don't be afraid."

He chuckled and said, "Your wish will come true soon, and I will make it come true. Ward."

"...

…………”

In fact, when he said this sentence, Ward couldn't remember the young man's expression, eyes and tone.

Maybe it was too painful so the brain was deliberately avoiding it, or maybe he hated the ignorant and ignorant self at the time. Although Shire was so abnormal at the time, it still didn't stop it.

Every time I dreamed of this memory in my dream, it carried through the bone marrow and made me mad. It made Ward countless times rush to the young man who gently stroked the wolf's head, and the gray wolf who squatted on the ground and looked up at him roared:

"Don't promise him, leave!"

"Don't promise him!!!"

"Charles—!"

He tried to pounce on it, and pulled it ferociously without regard for decency.

Then, being blocked in front of the nightmare by an invisible wall, he could only struggle helplessly, as if punishingly watched as Charles brought the past it to the operating room.

The young man who couldn't see his eyes but had his lips hooked took out a small bottle from his pocket, revealing the pale pink animal bone in the bottle.

He handed the vial to the doctor, his voice was like the spring wind, gently blowing, urging Gray Wolf to go in.

他 说:

"Ward, go. Go and fulfill your wish, you will definitely become the most powerful werewolf."

"I'm proud of you."

But my wish is not to become the most powerful werewolf at all!

I lied...

The purpose of my incarnation...just to be with you forever...

Ward watched the tragedy repeat itself countless times, watched it look at the animal bone in surprise, unaware of the cruelty behind it and the imminent retribution, and gleefully rushed towards the young man, unable to control himself from running around excitedly, happy Excitedly said: "Thank you Charles!"

Like a parasite lying on the host's body to suck blood, it only knows to open its mouth wide and ask for a giant baby who completely ignores the feelings of adults.

With my own satisfaction, let the young people walk into the abyss called hope, which is beyond redemption...

Across the transparent wall, Ward did not have the familiar smile and occasional sternness. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the young man's face.

Good at raising the corners of his lips to make jokes, the cunning businessman, the wolf king, had a slightly trembling smile at this moment, trying to keep it smiling.

"If I could go back in time, the first thing I would do would be to kill the lying self."

"Charle..."

Why...we couldn't be more honest...

The picture changes, the thick light and shadow colors are deliberately distorted and sharpened by time, and finally it looks like a colorful world in a kaleidoscope, weird and weird only the sound is so clear.

The werewolf who was still enjoying the transformation for himself, the majestic king who broke into the hospital, the young man who sat on the waiting seat without struggling, smiled and stretched out his hands.

【Xiare, as a guide, you traded with a wandering orc who is qualified to transform in private, coaxing the other party to hand over the animal bones, and committed the most serious crime of the werewolves!Do you admit it! 】

【I admit. 】

[I didn't expect that Shire would do such a thing, thanks to the king's trust and our respect for him...]

【He is for the younger brother who cannot transform...】

【younger brother?That was the wild wolf he picked up! 】

【Charles, before taking away your animal bones, what else do you want to say? 】

【...Ward is innocent, please take care of him, don't let the tribe crowd him out...】

The majestic voice sighed, and finally the person who could not even walk crawled on the ground struggling and roaring but... powerless, he was thrown outside...

He becomes human.

But Charles was lost.

The werewolf implements its own rules, and defrauding animal bones has always been an unforgivable felony. Charles lost his animal bones, and maintained his wolf form and was exiled to a place he didn't know.

The clansmen hated the eyes of complaining and complained, through repeated challenges, they turned from trash in the race to become a wolf king, and tried their best to find his "Shire" in a pack of wolves, and walked on Shire. and became a notorious animal bone merchant.

Ward fulfilled the 'wish' that Shire had done everything for him to achieve.

But the young man with short shoulder-length white hair and emerald green eyes will never come back...

Memory, longevity, and love for him... Shire, who was deprived of the animal bones, lost all of these.

Henceforth he is 'Charle', nor is he.

Memories recede like tides.

The dream also ends here.

Opening his eyes in the sunlight, Ward calmly looked at the ceiling of the strange country. The wet and hot touch slid from the end of his eyes to the pinnae of his ears. He watched quietly for a long time, his bright green pupils were numb.

quite a while.

Ward tilted his head, looked at the giant snow-white wolf lying beside the pillow, and smiled hoarsely.

despair,

It turned out to be this taste.