In Abel's arms, the little wolf seemed to have found the feeling of being in its mother's arms. It gently rubbed its little head against Abel's chest, making Abel itchy. He couldn't help but gently stroke the little wolf's head. The little wolf kept raising its head as if it wanted Abel to continue stroking it.
Abel stood up with the little wolf in his arms and walked towards the horse. Now that he had this little wolf, Abel didn't want to spend the night in the forest. There was no food here that could satisfy the little wolf's hunger. He could only return to the castle.
When Abel approached the horse, the smell of the little wolf made the horse a little uneasy. Its front hooves kept stomping on the ground, looking very anxious.
Abel then remembered that for ordinary horses, mount wolves were their natural enemies. From their instincts, they were afraid of these creatures. Fortunately, the little wolf was just born. Under Abel's comforting, the two horses gradually calmed down.
Leading the two horses, Abel held the little wolf in his arms. He didn't ride a horse. Riding a horse in the forest was not a very safe thing to do. In addition, the sky was slowly turning dark. Although there were horses, they could only walk back. Fortunately, the little wolf was too light for Abel. He didn't use much strength to make the little wolf lie comfortably in his arms.
While walking, Abel felt the little wolf's mouth close to his face. It was licking his face with its little tongue. He couldn't help but look down at the little wolf.
A pair of clear eyes were looking at Abel. It turned out that the little wolf had opened its eyes. Abel looked into the little wolf's eyes. At this moment, he felt the attachment of the little wolf. He felt as if he had become its everything. This kind of loyal creature chose to be loyal to its master the moment it was born.
Abel stretched out his other hand and placed it on the little wolf's head. He recalled the mount enhancement technique. Although he didn't have Dou Qi to enhance the little wolf, he could use the technique to connect the little wolf's soul.
Abel's mouth began to speak strange orc incantations. There were a lot of words praising the Beast God. If there were other people, Abel would be hanged by the human temple. Of course, first of all, people had to be able to understand the incantations. But now, Abel didn't care about it in this uninhabited forest.
Most of the orcs' skills were filled with reverence and reverence for the Beast God. This was because the orcs' skills were taught by priests who believed in the Beast God. The priests' missionary spirit was directly reflected in these skills.
Along with Abel's spell, Abel felt a strange force passing through the void. Along with the spell, Abel placed his hand on the little mount wolf's head, emitting a burst of green light. Slowly, the green light grew bigger and bigger, surrounding Abel and the little mount wolf. In the green light, Abel felt the call of a weak little soul. Slowly, this feeling became stronger and stronger. The weak little soul used simple feelings of happiness to send its love to Abel. It was a kind of love that was pure to the extreme, without any trace of distracting thoughts.
Feeling this love, Abel's heart was moved from the depths of his soul. He used his love to reply to the weak soul. When the weak soul received his response, the joy was instantly transmitted to Abel's soul.
The green light became fainter and fainter until it disappeared into the air. However, the spiritual communication didn't disappear. As long as Abel thought about the little wolf beside him, he would immediately feel its thoughts.
Looking at the little wolf in his arms, Abel suddenly remembered that he hadn't given it a name yet. What should he call it? Looking at the little wolf's black fur, as if it was a coincidence, the first name that came to Abel's mind was Black Wind. He imagined the little wolf running like the wind when it grew up.
"Your name will be Black Wind from now on." Abel transmitted his thoughts to the little wolf. The little wolf didn't seem to understand. Abel's thoughts were too complicated for a newborn wolf.
"Since you've agreed, I'll call you Black Wind from now on." Abel didn't feel the little wolf's rejection, so he directly decided on the name.
After walking back for a while, Abel returned to the battlefield. Seeing the werewolf on the ground, Abel remembered that this was a battle achievement. If he left it here, how would his battle achievement be calculated? What if no one believed him?
Abel threw the werewolf's body on a horse. Holding the horse and carrying Black Wind, he slowly moved forward in the forest that was getting darker and darker.
After walking for a while, Abel had to stop and use a branch to make a torch. His luck was good. There weren't many large beasts along the way. Apart from a few snakes that gave him some trouble, he finally walked out of the forest after a few hours.
When he arrived at the gate of the castle, the castle was already different from before. The walls of the castle were lit with torches, and the guards were constantly patrolling.
"Who's there?" The guards on the wall saw the figure in front of the castle and asked loudly.
When the patrolling guards heard the commotion, they began to run towards Abel. A few of their bows were already aimed at him.
"I'm Abel. Open the gate and let me in." Abel put the torch close to his face so that the guards on the wall could see him more clearly.
"The young master is back."
"Master Abel."
A different call came from the wall. The heavy gate of the castle was opened with a dull sound.
Abel led the two horses into the castle. As soon as he entered the castle, he realized that the open space inside the castle was filled with tents. As soon as he entered, the people in the tents poked their heads out. Afterward, he heard countless people greeting him.
"Young master!"
"Young master Abel!"
"Master Abel!"
Abel looked carefully. These were the farmers of the territory. They entered the castle to avoid the orcs. When Abel left during the day, the order was already sent out.
The Knight of Marshall was still awake. He was very worried that Abel had not returned to the castle tonight. After some careful investigation, he found out that Abel had left the castle to test out his new weapon. However, he did not return until the sky turned dark. The knight had already sent out a few groups of scouts to investigate, but there was still no news.
When he first adopted Abel, he wanted to have someone to inherit his castle. On the other hand, he wanted to help his good brother Marshall solve the problem of his second son. But, to be honest, in the short few months since Abel came, both the castle and the Knight Marshall benefited a lot from Abel.
During the attack outside of Harvest City, the Knight Marshall got a weapon shop in Harvest City. Now, the Knight was equipped with magic weapons made by Abel. Also, since Abel became a Blacksmith Master, the Knight Marshall's status in Harvest City had also increased. All these changes were brought about by Abel's arrival at Harry's castle.
The Knight Marshall thought about everything Abel had done. He was even more worried about his disappearance. At that moment, a burst of noise came from the castle. When he was about to go out and check, Steward Lindsay had already rushed in.
"Master, young master Abel is back." Steward Lindsay said with a little breath. This steward who had always been polite was a little rude.
"He's back!" The Knight Marshall quickly walked out of the room. In the castle square, he saw Abel was unloading a body from a horse to the ground.
The Knight Marshall took a closer look and asked in shock, "How come there's a body of a worgen?"
When the Knight Marshall looked up, he saw the little mount wolf in Abel's arms. He was even more surprised. He pointed at the little mount wolf and said in a trembling voice, "Is this a mount wolf cub? Oh my god, it's really a mount wolf cub. Did it already recognize its master? "
The Knight Marshall was a Knight who had returned from the orc battlefield. He knew how rare a mount wolf cub was. He was very surprised that Abel came back so late with a mount wolf cub and a body of a worgen.
The Knight Marshall knew better than anyone how precious a mount wolf cub was. The body of the worgen that appeared with the mount wolf cub meant that the worgen was at least a rank 6 wolf rider. Not to mention how hard it was to kill a wolf rider, even a rank 6 warrior was not something Abel could handle. How could he be killed?
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