Hundreds and thousands of wolves arrived in an instant.
Gregori, who stood in front of Kieran, didn't just smell the stench of the wolves, he also saw the wolves' sharp teeth, claws, and heads that were twice the size of a normal wolf, similar to a calf.
Their size naturally indicated that these wolves were far stronger and faster than ordinary wolves. In addition, their numbers were already far greater than ordinary wolves …
Sweat broke out on Gregori's forehead.
He hoped he could think of a solution.
But there was nothing he could do.
If he was alone, he could rely on his special innate ability to escape the wolves' pursuit.
But now, the lord was right behind him!
He couldn't hide!
Fight!
Gregori clenched his teeth, gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, and stared at the fastest wolf.
He wanted to gain the upper hand with a show of strength.
Gregori didn't know what to do next.
But the will in his mind told him to try his best to create better conditions for the lord behind him.
Whether it was to fight or run.
The original guards of the secret bazaar held their breaths in concentration.
They seemed to have foreseen the scene of Gregori being torn to shreds.
Some of them couldn't bear to watch, so they turned their heads away.
Some of them scanned their surroundings, searching for the last way out.
Some of them prayed softly, praying for blessings from the heavens.
However, everything stopped abruptly at the next moment.
A giant white wolf mirage appeared beside Kieran out of nowhere.
It raised its head and shook its illusory fur.
After a glance at Kieran, it howled at the sky.
Awhooo!
The desolate howl of the wolf echoed in the wilderness with the will of the king of the wolves.
Submit!
Submit!
Submit!
The barbaric and domineering king of the wolves didn't beat around the bush or be gentle. It used the most direct way to tell the wolves who they should submit to.
Who they should submit to?
It was broken.
It was incomplete.
It shouldn't have appeared.
But its appearance had decided that some things couldn't be changed.
The charging wolves stopped in front of Kieran. They knelt on their front legs, lowered their heads, and listened obediently.
Surrender!
Following the will of their bloodline, the wolf pack chose to submit.
The people who were hiding looked at this scene in disbelief.
Their eyes widened and their mouths opened and closed, but they couldn't say a word.
Gregori was stunned for a moment before he turned around and knelt down on one knee.
"My Lord, your will makes all living things submit to you."
The high-pitched voice was filled with undisguised fanaticism.
To Gregori who was controlled by [Mesly Ring], even if he knew Kieran relied on [Wolf Remnant Feast] to achieve the current effect, it wouldn't change his mind. He would only think that the [Wolf Remnant Feast]'s appearance was because of Kieran.
Of course, such words were not wrong from a certain point of view. In fact, they were the closest to the truth.
However, no one knew about the existence of [Wolf's Remnant Feast].
What they saw was the submission of the wolves to Kieran.
Obviously, with Gregori's' first impression ', the giant white wolf mirage was automatically neglected by them.
The men walked out from their hiding spots and knelt down on one knee before Kieran.
It wasn't a pledge of allegiance.
After witnessing the scene just now, they had already submitted to Kieran.
Among them, Old Peeker was the most exaggerated one.
He was also the one with the fastest reaction.
"My lord, I knew you were powerful and almighty!
"It's an honor for those useless puppies to submit to you."
Old Peeker was kneeling in front of Kieran, kissing Kieran's boots as he spoke repeatedly.
Kieran didn't care about the compliments.
His eyes landed on the Frost Wolf pup that was spinning around his feet.
Unlike its usual tame self, the moment the giant white wolf mirage flashed by, the pup started to whimper ceaselessly.
It sounded like it was calling and acting coquettishly.
As though it was facing its elder.
At this moment, because of the disappearance of the giant white wolf's shadow, he became anxious and restless.
Kieran reached out to the pup and hugged it, comforting it.
The whimpers sounded again.
"I'm sorry."
Kieran said.
Although the pup's fate had been decided when it was born, even if it wasn't given to Kieran, it would be given to someone else.
Still, it didn't mean Kieran had a clear conscience.
No one knew better than Kieran how scary the damned loneliness was without the company of its parents.
He couldn't give the Frost Wolf pup more than that.
But he would try his best.
Kieran's eyes unconsciously turned a lot gentler when he hugged the pup. The pup felt the warmth from Kieran's palm, it couldn't help but lick Kieran's palm with its tongue and nudge Kieran's other palm with its head.
Unconsciously, Old Peeker's flattery stopped as well.
Everyone's eyes were on Kieran who was hugging the Frost Wolf pup and had a faint smile on his face.
Kieran returned to his calm and cold self when he felt the gazes.
The smile from before felt like an illusion.
No one dared to ask Kieran what happened just now.
Just like how no one dared to question Kieran's decision to leave right after giving out the mission.
…
Time moved forward a little.
Inside a secret hideout less than 10 kilometers away from the secret bazaar.
A scrawny man with a smile was toasting an elder in wolf pelt.
"Ur Shaman, it's a pleasure to work with you.
It's my honor to witness your strength in commanding the wolf pack. "
The scrawny man then took out a box.
"This is the secret technique I promised you!
"With this secret technique, I believe that your wolf pack will become even stronger, and our cooperation will become even more frequent."
The scrawny man passed the box to the elder in wolf pelt.
"Cooperate?
You have to show me something that I'm interested in. "
The elder glanced over the box and took it with his hand, saying in a very arrogant manner.
"Of course.
I'm a businessman, I've always been honest with the old and the young. "
The scrawny man didn't mind the elder's arrogant attitude at all, instead, he treated the elder with a more passionate attitude.
Exquisite food and fragrant wine were served up like flowing water by the servants.
The elder in wolf pelt didn't reject anything as he ate and drank with big mouthfuls.
While he was eating, the scrawny man kept talking about the elder's thoughts and funny words, making the elder in wolf pelt laugh out loud.
"Modi, you are a decent man.
If you need anything in the future, come to me, I'll help you but you'll have to pay a suitable price. "
The elder in wolf pelt said.
"Of course.
I wish our future cooperation will be smooth sailing. "
Modi raised his glass again.
"Smooth sailing!"
The elder in wolf pelt drained the wine in a single gulp and just when he wanted to say something, his face changed.
Puk!
A mouthful of blood gushed out from the elder's mouth.
"My wolf pack!"
"My wolf pack!"
"Damn it!"
"Who the hell did you ask me to deal with? Why did my wolf pack lose contact in an instant? "
The elder questioned Modi with a ferocious face.
Modi was still smiling as he muttered to himself.
"Losing contact in an instant, which means that bastard used his Chosen One's power, then …"
"The thing I placed there should be working."
"What a fortunate thing."
"Thank you for everything you've done for me, I'll soon forget your rude, rude, and barbaric bastard."
Bang!
The moment his words subsided, the elder in wolf pelt exploded into pieces.
"It's best not to eat a stranger's food, you'll be stuffed to death."
Modi picked up the box, looked at the body in front of him and chuckled.
But soon enough, the smile on Modi's face froze.
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