MTL - Dawn of the Grey Tower-Chapter 177 Whine

Time flows, and in the blink of an eye it is already the third day after the shadow's death. The walls of the king capital finally appeared in the vision of Elsa and others. Seeing the destination of the journey near, even Heather was relieved. This three-day rush is no small burden for several people. Moreover, even if it is already a night and star journey, if it is not a Heather in the team as a guarantee, the size of the checkpoints along the way will be released, I am afraid that the time of this trip will be more than doubled.

"We will enter the city early in the morning." Looking at the sky, Heather knew that most of the time he arrived at the king's capital at this time would also be blocked outside the city gate. Although by her identity, it is not impossible to order the guards near the city gate to open the city gate, but that will inevitably alarm the various forces of the king. Just as the cheese was worried at the time, Heather did not want to tell everyone about his arrival.

"Understood." A simple answer was made. Mona tightened the reins in her hand to stop the carriage. Because of the long injury of the female knight, they had to choose the carriage as the means of transportation. After a few days of getting along, Heather's hearty style and military temperament also made Mona and Elsa, who was originally a legion, get along very well with her. In many cases, they don't even need too much language to explain their intentions, they can understand each other's meaning.

"I'm here today? Didn't you see the king?" Shortly after the carriage stopped, Jack's figure came out of the woods beside the road, and his legs remained animalistic. As a wolf walker, he has no way to ride a horse. The taste of the hunter will make untrained horses instinctively fear. Although the veteran werewolf can temporarily cover his breath, but now Jack does not have this ability.

But that ’s fine. After three days of training, Jack ’s control over his transformation has improved. For the wolf walker, as long as there is enough food to supply energy, even running for seven or eight days in a row is not a big deal.

"We'll go into the city tomorrow. If you want, you can first find some prey while the fire is on. The provincial meeting will complain that the dry food tastes too weak." Elsa carefully lifted Heather off the carriage and said to Jack.

"I haven't complained about the taste of dry food. Besides, every time I hit the prey, you don't have to eat less." As the mouth said, the werewolf still briefly inspected the camp near tonight for any danger. Another head into the woods. There are plenty of prey in the southern woods for hunters to feed on. Thanks to the enhanced body, Jack is not worried that he will encounter large carnivores in the forest. His previous hunting skills plus his current physical ability. At this time, he is enough to dominate all the forests of Cang Lion.

"He's more like a hound than a monkey now." After Jack walked away, Mona said while firing.

"Then he should be the most ferocious hound I know." Heather sat down against a tree and said. She had already known what happened to Jack in the past few days. After the first surprise, the female cavalier accepted the wolf walker much faster than the boss lady and they expected, but since Heather ’s family had been helped by the teacher of the cheese, she had a lot to the residents in the dark. It must be understandable to understand.

"What's the point of being fierce? It's just a tough bone in front of those mice." Elsa moved the camping items out of the carriage and said. She remembers very clearly what happened in Iron Fort. In front of a large number of ratmen, the existence of one or two wolf walkers is also difficult to reverse the situation.

"Maybe." The proprietress's words chilled the atmosphere. Thinking of the growing plague of the Rat-Man, even the battle-hardened Hammer Rose could not find a practical solution. Especially when he learned that the Iron Fort's plague had produced mutations, Heather felt more worried about the kingdom's prospects.

"Isn't there Mr. Cheese and Mr. Crow? They are. I believe he can solve this plague, just like he did in the collar of Salon." Said Mona, while the flint in his hand also ignited A pile of firewood.

"Yes! Grand Duke will definitely agree to assist Mr. Crow, and Mr. Cheese has also made progress in Wang Du. I believe they will certainly find a solution to the plague." Heather nodded. For the disciples of Grey Tower, she has self-confidence beyond self-confidence. For her, the people who would only appear in the story have proved that they have the ability to create miracles.

"A cheese?" Elsa murmured at the rising fire, listening to the female warrior. She remembered the scene in the fire field of Zhuoliu Town. The cheese at that time felt so terrible to her. In recent days, the lady boss has repeatedly dreamed about that memory. Her inner instinct told Elsa that something bad might happen to the cheese.

"Woo!" Just as several people spoke, a owl's chirp caught their attention. I don't know when a big owl with white feathers fell on the branch beside the campfire. The eyes reflecting the flame stared quietly at the three people beside the flame.

"When did it come?" Mona said, frowning. In folklore, the owl has another name for the leader of death. If ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ the scavenging crow symbolizes death itself, then the owl is a sign of death. Encountering such a big owl in the forest is by no means a good sign.

"Do you want to get rid of it?" Asked the proprietress, and she was ready to go to the carriage to get the bow and arrow. She also doesn't like the big scary eyes of owls.

"Wait first." But at this moment, Heather stopped.

"I heard that many wizards will domesticate owls as their messengers. Will this owl be Mr. Cheese? Have you seen it before?"

Hearing the headwoman, Elsa and Mona glanced at each other, then shook their heads together. In their impressions, there was no such animal messenger around the cheese. But considering the possibility that the mage didn't say it, the proprietress temporarily dismissed the plan to shoot this owl down.

"Woo!" The sun gradually sank into the arms of the mountain, but the white owl didn't mean to leave at all. He tilted his head, stood on the branch and looked at the three under the tree, and occasionally made a cry.

"Has it been too long for Jack to go?" Mona said, looking at the darkening sky.