Carrying the wood, Adolf didn't know why things turned out like this.

"It's so hard for you, little girl."

"No, thanks to Adolf, the house can be repaired so quickly."

At this moment, the young girl whom he considered troublesome was chatting with the old woman.

"Handsome boy, thank you!"

"Hey! Are you a good boy, do you want to have a drink tonight?"

Adolf used his eyes to force back the hand that wanted to put his shoulders, threw the wood in the gathering place, and walked directly to pick up someone who was still chatting.

"Adolf, remember to collect your wages!"

Why on earth would he make the money!

Holding his forehead helplessly, he couldn't help but recall what happened this morning.

Ah, that's right, it all started from there...Damn it!

six hours ago --

"Very good! Today is also a good day."

Stretching, Trieste's wound healed in less than a day, and the wolves at the side saw it and said it was a foolish blessing.

"Then, thank you for your care these past seven days, I will continue my journey."

Triste didn't think there was anything wrong with Mr. Wolf Tuxia seat. After all, Mr. Wolf has taken great care of her these days, so this is her deepest respect for Mr. Wolf.

"Everyone with strange powers in this world is a witch."

"...I won't use it in front of outsiders..."

"Self-healing would be considered a monster."

"...I won't let myself get hurt in front of outsiders..."

"What can martial art do without a sword."

"...I won't be defeated by the bad guys..."

"Is it a killer?"

"……no."

"What should I do in case of danger?"

"……escape?"

Seeing the girl's forced smile, the wolf was so speechless that he covered his face with his paws.

"I wish you a helping hand." As the wolf said so, Trieste saw the process of transforming from a wolf into a human.

"It turns out that humans are derived from wolves?" It feels like opening the door to a new world.

"Idiot!"

"It hurts..." The head was hit hard, and Trieste touched the head that definitely had a big bump. I didn't expect Mr. Wolf to be so violent.

"Going to the northern continent of Aslan, right? You may encounter other troubles on the way, and I will wish you a helping hand." Mr. Wolf straightened the black suit he was wearing, "Besides, you don't want one. people, right?"

"...Mr. Wolf is really a good man!" Trieste looked at the man-turned Mr. Wolf with teary eyes, and found that he had black hair, but his eyes were golden animal pupils.

Obviously, when he was a wolf, his fur was silver, but when he turned into a human, it was black... But his figure is really good, comparable to that of a prince.

"I'm not called Mr. Wolf!" He has been dissatisfied with this title for a long time, "Besides, aren't you surprised to see a talking wolf?"

"..." Tilting his head in confusion, "Huh? Why are you surprised?"

"...I was wrong." He should have known that this girl was very nervous.

"What's your name, Mr. Wolf?" Trieste really wanted to know Mr. Wolf's name, after all, it's not polite to call Mr. Wolf all the time.

"Choose whatever you want, I don't have a name." He really didn't have a real name, he was a cursed existence from birth, who would give this monster a name.

"Then... Adolf, noble wolf." Trieste recalled every detail of getting along with Mr. Wolf, and felt that this was the most suitable name for him.

"A noble wolf..."

"Although I don't know what kind of wolf you are in other races, Mr. Wolf, but in my eyes you are a noble wolf. With a kind heart and integrity, you are definitely greater than other wolves."

"By the way, why do you think I was born of a wolf clan? Don't you usually think that humans are cursed to turn into wolves?" This was something he didn't understand, since he had never told this girl that he was originally a wolf. But to be cursed is to become human.

"Intuition." Trieste smiled and looked directly at Adolf.

"Adolf, just Adolf, if you don't leave, it will be dark."

The girl's sincere eyes, under those charming purple pupils, there was no way to refuse, and the royal aura exuding from her body made his blood boil.

Sure enough, like a father, like a daughter, just like her father.

That guy Carl, who died before leaving the young child like this, is not a babysitter.

"Adolf, let's go."

When he came back to his senses, he looked at the girl who was already walking in front. The long white hair and the weak and slender but strong back overlapped with Karl's shadow at that moment, and he couldn't help raising his footsteps to keep up with her.

Absolutely dig your grave and never let you sleep in peace!

"By the way, Adolf, do you have money?"

"..."

now --

That's right, it's all because the girl said, "My money is only enough for me, so Adolf, go and earn your own living expenses!" When she came to Canter City, she directly arrested him to work as a porter.

"Because the porters make the most money." The girl was licking the lollipop she got out of nowhere. "It's enough to last us to the next country we're going to, the Kingdom of Gulanzlehe."

Pen pal, see you soon.

Send the last letter, and it will arrive in about three days, and they take about the same, as long as there are no accidents.

"Speaking of which, your doll's bag is always with you, and it's not broken, it's just a little dirty."

Adolf looked at the doll on the girl's waist, but he didn't expect the doll to be so strong.

"Because it was given by my brother." Trieste smiled, closed her eyes contentedly while hugging the doll and said, "Although they are not related by blood, they are still my brother."

"Oh." To be honest, he is not very interested in this, but he just thinks that traveling with this girl will definitely have a lot of fights to fight.

You can also take revenge on that guy by the way!

"Go ask for wages, I'll go shopping, and we can leave after shopping."

Sitting up from the wood, Triste patted the dust off her body, said something to Adolf, and wandered out on the street.

"You really are a wayward little girl." That's what he said, but he still went to collect his wages obediently.

They all noticed the strange atmosphere pervading the town, as if the city was like a dead city, and every villager looked like a doll, although other tourists didn't notice it.

Trieste glanced at the tourists from outside, because she was not an acquaintance, so she didn't care whether these people were in danger, she was not the Virgin who wanted to save everyone.

What she wants to save is just the person she wants to save, it doesn't matter whether she recognizes it or not, it's just whether it's pleasing to the eye or not.

"Little girl, he bought clothes for your husband, right? Your husband is so lucky to have such a caring wife."

"Hehe, boss, what you said is too exaggerated." Triste covered her face in embarrassment, took the packed clothes from the boss, and gave the money to the boss.

"Let's count it cheaper this time! Bring your husband with you next time!"

"No problem at all."

The boss's misunderstanding is acquiesced, because sometimes there will be a special price for buying things in this relationship, and it can also save the cost of the room.

She would do anything to make money, as long as it wasn't for dead money.

"Adolf?"

The author has something to say: My head hurts thinking about the plot...

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