People in Mond, arrogant sun, not hated

"It's okay, I'm a little tired from flying,"

Wendy covered her mouth with her wings and yawned. She turned her head and saw a tree hole and went straight in.

Only the young master was left covering his head and looking around in a daze.

what about me?

But in the darkness, a pair of evil eyes suddenly lit up, and the sound of soft footsteps came.

A pitch-black lone wolf drooled and greedily looked at the big fat duck in front of him.

I just went out for a walk and saw a supper. Today is really a lucky day.

The muscles all over his body exerted strength in an instant, and his strong figure turned into a black whirlwind and flashed past, and the fangs shining with dangerous light bit his prey bloodily.

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In the early morning of the next day, as the mound trembled a little, a pair of claws tore open the obstacle in front of it, and a small head came out with sleepy eyes.

"Good morning~, why does it have a scent—what the hell!"

Elmes was taken aback.

"Gah, good morning! You're awake, do you want something to eat?"

While talking, the young master handed over a piece of roasted wild boar directly.

Behind him, a wolf kept courting the duck in front of him like a puppy, and a black slap print could be clearly seen on the side face.

For some reason, the surrounding trees were all torn apart, as if they had been snapped off by something.

Next to Dada Duck, there is a poor little wild boar, which seems to be hunted by the wolf.

"What the hell is this?"

Elmes stared at him speechlessly.

The young master casually fed a piece of meat to the big black wolf next to him, hiccupped and said.

"After I conquered it last night, this guy has been like this. It seems that he has accepted me as the master. It just so happens that we also lack a means of transportation, so we took it with us."

Elmes, who was also somewhat hungry, picked up the piece of meat and threw it into his mouth, feeling the deliciousness brought by the original taste, and nodded in approval.

"Well, as expected of you."

"By the way, Wendy isn't awake yet?"

Dada Duck shook his head.

"He woke up earlier than you, but the pigeon's stomach can't digest the meat very much, so he went outside to find something else to eat... just right, isn't this coming?"

Suddenly, a touch of green appeared in the sky not far away.

Not far away, Wendy, who was full of food and drink, flew towards them crookedly.

Elmes beckoned to him helplessly, signaling him to come over quickly.

"Here here!"

"Hi, I can see it—Goo!!!!!!"

And in the next second.

An arrow with a rounded tip pierced the sky and hit Wendy hard in an instant.

With a scream resounding through the sky, the green figure began to fall like a kite with a broken string.

Elmes:  …

Dadalia:  …

They stared at each other in silence for a few seconds, sweat suddenly began to drip on their faces, and their expressions became jojo.

"W-DY-!!!"

And when they arrived, a hand had already raised Wendy who had completely passed out.

A little hunter raised his eyebrows.

"I'll go, why is this pigeon so green, but it should be edible if its body is intact, but this kind of strange color, maybe it's more valuable to sell it to Elder Sister Sugar as a specimen, anyway, let's take it home first and then talk about it!"

After thinking about it for a while, Timmy threw the strange pigeon into his hunting bag, hummed a little song and walked towards the large group of hunters.

And in the dark, a duck and a mole were sweating watching the scene.

This child was so terrifying that he knocked down a god with a mortal body.

I would call you Crown Mond.

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Stupid soul sucker, hit me nine times and don't drop anything, fuck

Chapter 259: Saving Private Wendy

"Speaking of Elmes, next... what will happen to Wendy?"

Dada Duck's face was already sweating.

Elmes swallowed with a dark face.

"Possibility one, it will be gutted out like other pigeons later, and then turned into a sweet flower stuffed pigeon sold at noon."

"Uh...is there a slightly better ending?"

"Well, there are also. For example, because they are different, they are sold to collectors or sugar, and then they are made into eternal specimens in the most perfect posture."

"...what's so good about it?"

"The whole body remains."

The two looked at each other silently again, and then hurriedly sat on the back of the wolf next to them and chased after them.

Operation Saving Private Wendy has officially begun.

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"Thank you, Uncle Dulav, for selling me the meat at cost price under the current situation."

Timmy wrapped up the belt containing all kinds of meat in his hand, and bowed politely to the cat-eared hunter in front of him.

"Well, what are you talking about, kid? Most of these are from you, and we just processed them for you, but about the green pigeon you caught, I have been hunting all my life. I haven't seen it before, it's better not to eat such things casually."

"Well, I understand this. I have already contacted Elder Sister Sugar. She seems to like collecting the skeletons of strange creatures."

"That's right, Miss Alchemist..."

Not far away, Elmes and Dada quickly turned their mounts and galloped towards Mond City.

And a knight who was patrolling around rubbed his eyes at what he happened to see.

A mole and duck riding a wolf? !

what is this?This kind of plot is probably not even used in science fiction.

"Sure enough, it's because I've done a lot of craft work recently, and I'm hallucinating... I don't know when I can get a girlfriend."

Cavaliers did not choose to believe the facts.

At this time, in a certain room in Mond City, a pigeon opened its eyes.

I... where is this?

Before coma, the only memories left were the violent impact from the waist, and the dead fish-eyed mole constantly waving at him in the distance.

But soon, he felt abnormal.

I can't move myself.

It was as if he had received an electric shock all over his body, and he couldn't move at all, and his feet and wings were tightly controlled by an iron plate.

And at this moment, a weak voice suddenly sounded.

The green-haired girl wearing glasses looked at Wendy Pigeon who opened her eyes in surprise.

"Awake! It's obvious that you've already taken enough anesthetics? Could it be that pigeons of this color have drug resistance that surpasses that of the same kind?"

She said something terrible.

Then--

He picked up the sharp scalpel in his hand.

Wendy's heart lifted instantly.

Then the knife was put down again.

Picked up a long and sharp silver needle.

"Well, I will pierce the brain center as quickly as possible, and let you fall into darkness without consciousness, so don't worry."

The alchemist bowed slightly, and walked slowly after expressing his respect for life.

Although the pigeons should not understand her words.

But the problem is-

Wendy understood.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! !

His soul almost frightened out.

Why did I have to be dissected as soon as I woke up! ! !

No, calm down Barbatos, the more you are in this situation, the more you need to calm down.

It is probably the hunter's bow that can knock me down from a high distance, and my color is more special than other pigeons, so it is normal to be sold to some collectors who are interested in this aspect... ...

What a ghost! ! !

What about Dada Duck?What about Al Mole?Come and save me.

Although he struggled desperately, the high-efficiency anesthetic still made it impossible to move a feather.

And the overgrown silver needle in Granu's hand was gradually approaching.

At the critical moment, Wendy tried her best to release the limit energy she could release so far.

A slightly violent whirlwind swept across in an instant, blowing the silver needle in Granu's hand to the ground.

"Oh, where did the wind come from? And where did my needle fall?"

Granu squatted down quite distressed, constantly looking for the tiny silver needle.

At this moment, Wendy gasped heavily.

He kept struggling with horror on his face.

Huh...huh...huh...must move fast.

The turquoise feathers lifted slightly, and the drug resistance in the body was also slightly suppressed by the amazing desire to survive.

He looked in the direction of the window not far away, and kept moving his body bit by bit.

As long as... as long as you can get to that place... as long as you can get to... that place!

He kept moving his reluctant body in a posture that anyone would admire, and kept moving forward with amazing willpower.

But the reality is cruel.

"There is it!"

The deafening sound was like thunder in the sky. Behind him, a huge figure that could cover the sky and the sun slowly stood up with a smile. The sense of terror and oppression that he had never experienced was so daunting at this time.

The body was easily grabbed back, and at the same time, the spike that symbolized death pierced his head with a force that could rival that of a meteorite.

The voice spoke in a weak and cold voice.

"Relax, it's just a matter of time."

what--

everything is over.

Before Wendy's eyes, the revolving lanterns of the past thousand years began to appear continuously, and all the past seemed to be vivid in his memory.