Irina wanted to go to Lowa's room, she thought about it now it's too late, it's best not to disturb miss little.
Irina stood in front of the door, the corners of her lips curved, turned and left without forgetting to kiss the door, it was also a form of protection charm. Walking up the stairs, Irina noticed a bad indication.
Irina Footsteps off on each stair, strange clouds are rising and a toxic scent of strong lily is subtle. This person is difficult to deal with! Irina issued a warning with five bells to everyone. Later five rings, it also appeared, as a joke. The werewolf or their minions were just waiting for that.
The most important thing now is to protect innocent people, not to worry about what happened before.
These two big gentlemen for Irina were beyond her imagination, just a spirit that had more power than her, fortunately with Lowa's candy, her mana and stamina increased quickly did not expect. Irina quickly kicked the bald man's crotch, taking advantage of the opportunity to kick him high, juggling his throat to the person who would throw it at the othrow big man.
Irina was self-aware that things weren't simple and that continuing to fight back and forth like this was just to buy time. Dai was too hasty when he rushed up to the silver-haired guy. Too busy with these two big brothers to even keep him from falling to the ground.
“Use your power, Dai.” Irina's speaking speed right now is too fast for ordinary people to keep up with. Dai is also aware of his stupidity just now and his current state of hanging hair.
He sat on the ground, his eyes closed, his thumb kept drawing the same drawings over and over again, blood fell from his eyes, Dai's body glowed bright like the sun, when the light of the morning calmed down a bit the undead attacking his comrades stood still, some monsters lurking. In order to paint the draw magic, some friends for helping Dai avoid the undead were sacrificed.
Dai's eyes were opened, as in a dark room lit by a single light. His body soars to the silver-haired man, the truth is Dai's ability to freeze time time has no effect on spirits. Using the ability to stop time meant that his surroundings would be motionless as well.
If there's anyone who is resistant to this ability, it's Irina. Now there is one more person.
He is one of the strongest riders of Lycanthrope operating under Lars' tutelage. In the past, he was once a slave, thanks to his talent, he rose to become a high-ranking knight.
Maxx Pearl was originally a person who disliked to submit to anyone but Lars, this started when he was seven years old. He was originally sold by his family to pay off a debt to his gambling addiction father when he was only seven years old. He lured three more children to run away, not because he wanted those children dead, but because the other children would become his shield. And he succeeded when he was able to escape from that hell.
Three dead children also when Maxx to push them the people to slave traders. Along the way, a horse-drawn carriage stopped beside a restaurant, and Maxx knew well that the traffickers were still chasing me. Luckily, the car didn't have a motorist, so he reached for the doorknob to open it. Again and again he slipped off, thinking about how he would be treated when he was caught, his desire to live helped him open the car door. He crawled inside, closed his eyes, and stretched out on the carpet, not daring to breathe.
This magnificent car must be a nobleman's car, and those niggers wdare here if a commoner is to touche by touch a small item is noble's, there will be a bunch of fines money.
When there was no longer any movement outside, Maxx puddle no. dare to step outside, he was too tired and hungry to sleep at all. When he woke up, he was lying in a large room, next to an elderly man, looking very knowledgeable. Next to the man was a boy about the same age as him.
He himself did not expect that the boy was his benefactor and his savior. In Maxx's eyes, Lars is a saint, as long as he is a werewolf, he will all help but if it is a human, Lars will kill without mercy, Lars is a hero. Maxx always wanted to be strong so that he could be with Lars, to be an effective right-hand man.
When he completely woke up from his sleep, Maxx was petrified, he hid under the bed like a cat and that image will never be forgotten. This is the best image Maxx has ever seen.
The soft smile on the skin makes the skin shiny and ruddy, the small but warm hands save Maxx's life, Lars is really a noble but a kind noble, an individual with the same status as Maxx. Eat with aristocrats and have their doctors to take care of.
After the treatment was successful, Maxx fully recovered. Lars sent a letter to someone who had been his brother's teacher, who passed away not long ago.
“He's a good man, now that you don't have to worry about where to eat and sleep, maybe you can become a mighty knight.”
“Young master, you're so nice to me! I'm just a commoner, not is a slave…” Maxx's voice weakens.
“ What I care about is that we are of the same race, we are both werewolves.”
“Besides, you're so weak and thin that you can escape alone, I'm just investing in my future.”
“And even though you can't do anything useful to me, I still save you because simply being a werewolf, tiws will still help.”
Maxx has a slight vibration, telling him to be useful to Lars, the only one who is also the first to be nice to him.
“Then I will try, I will become your right hand.” Maxx patted his chest, the spirit was impressive, immense.