Tokyo: Parasite

Chapter 397 167: Killing Medicine
"Lord Sunberg, Lord Wolf, this is it."

"Okay, I'll be right over."

Sitting by the fireplace, admiring the snow scene outside the window, Sandberg hung up the phone, got up, changed into casual clothes, and walked out of his cabin.

This is a wooden house that almost blends in harmoniously with the forest.

Without any help from others, Sandberg built it all up slowly by himself.

"Maple Leaf, let's go." Sandberg greeted the giant wolf lying at the door. The giant wolf stood up lazily, shook its body, scattered the snow on its back, jumped in front of Sandberg, and squatted slightly to make it easier for him to ride.

The man and the wolf galloped along the familiar forest path. The snow and dense forest could not stop the giant wolf's speed. Before long, a heavily guarded cave appeared in front of Sandberg.

"Lord Thornburg."

An upright werewolf saw Sandberg and walked forward without hesitation.

"Is the Maharaja calmed down?" Sandberg took a medical briefcase from the backpack hanging on the wolf's back.

"It's calm for now, but the situation is very bad." The wolf guard said worriedly, "It may be because several human servants died. The wolf lord..."

Sandberg nodded: "I understand, go in."

The wolf guard asked someone to take Sandberg's mount to eat, and he took Sandberg all the way to the depths of the huge cave, to the Wolf Lord's bedroom.

Although it is a cave, it has electricity and many decorations, so it does not look monotonous and dark.

On the way, several human servants carried several mutilated human corpses outside with a sad look on their faces.

"Lord Sandberg! Lord Sandberg! Please let me out, I want to go home, I have old people and children at home!" A human servant suddenly dropped the head with terrified eyes in his hand, slid to his knees in front of Sandberg, hugged his legs and wailed.

"Bold!" The wolf guard bared his teeth, revealed his sharp claws, and looked at Sandberg. As long as Sandberg gave the order, he would make this man perfectly replicate what had just happened to those people.

Sandberg shook his head slightly and raised his hand to the wolf guard, signaling him not to worry.

"If I remember correctly, you are Dave."

"Yes! It's me! Sir!" Dave responded in surprise, as if he saw hope of leaving.

Sandberg squatted down and patted his shoulder. "When you were selecting the Wolf Lord's attendants, you fought hard to get your son the 'disease-free' spot. It was not easy. I also said that after you come in, you must completely cut off contact with the outside world. You have no family, no friends, and you can only be loyal to the Wolf Lord. Now it seems that you have betrayed your oath."

"No, no, I, I didn't. I was just too scared, sir. This is the third time this year, and it's only February. The previous times the bodies were intact, but this time, I heard the screams and wails for half an hour! The Wolf Lord has changed! He is no longer the wolf he used to be—ka!"

Sandberg grabbed his throat with a cold expression, making him unable to speak and breathe. His face turned red instantly, and his hands subconsciously pulled at Sandberg's wolf-like arms.

"There are some things you shouldn't say. Since you've made a promise and received benefits, you should abide by it until the end of your life." Sandberg picked up Dave and threw him to the wolf guard. "He will be left to you to deal with."

The wolf guard grinned, "As you command, sir."

Sandberg looked at the other human servants who were standing there in fear with a grim look: "Do you want to go out too?"

"No, we don't want to!"

"We've wanted to report him for a long time!"

"Thank you for helping us get rid of this poisonous weed!"

Dave was taken away by the wolf guards with a deathly pale face.

Sandberg pushed aside the curtain and walked into the Wolf Lord's bedroom.

Some human servants were cleaning up the bloodstains and arranging some natural flowers and plants that the Wolf Lord liked to dilute the bloody smell.

Although this is called a bedroom, it is actually a conference hall where the Wolf Lord occasionally holds meetings to learn about the natural kingdom and the world situation. His actual resting place is further inside.

Carrying the medicine box, Sandberg walked all the way to the innermost partition, stood at the door, and coughed lightly.

"My Lord, I am here."

There was silence for a long time before a hoarse voice was heard.

"Come in, Thornburg."

After hearing this, Sandberg stepped inside. At this time, the Wolf King was lying on a soft bed in the form of a wolf, and two of his kind were licking his fur.

"You go out first." The Wolf Lord raised his hand slightly.

The two werewolves retreated obediently.

".I feel like I'm getting more and more irritable. Do you think I still have a chance to return to the way I was before?" The Wolf Lord transformed into a werewolf, sat on the bed, and looked at his paws with a complicated expression.

Thornburg was silent for a few seconds before he sighed, "The potion I gave you last year is the most effective potion that the Soul Assembly has been able to research for suppressing violent emotions. Augustus said that if the situation continues to worsen, he has no better solution in terms of potions."

Lord Wolf put down his hand and understood the hidden meaning: "So what does he mean by that? Are there other solutions?"

"Heart disease needs to be cured with heart medicine. Your Majesty, you were injured in an ambush by human supernatural beings when you came back from the raid on the White Palace. Your heart must be filled with hatred for humans," Sandberg counselled.

Lord Wolf shook his head hesitantly: "I didn't seem to have any hatred at that time."

"No, that's because of your kindness, Your Majesty, which suppressed your hatred. But even so, your ego always exists. In your subconscious, you are always full of anger towards the person who hurt you. In addition, he may have used an unknown poison at the time, which caused you, Your Majesty, to suffer the current sequelae." Sandberg emphasized.

Although Lord Wolf didn't quite agree, he didn't refute it.

Even my heart was shaken.

When I think about tearing apart those human bodies, the pleasure I feel is real.
No, he is not such a wolf. As for all living beings, except for necessary predation, he adheres to the principle of not killing if possible.

Therefore, the reason why he became like this must be the work of that human supernatural being.

That year, he raided the White Palace and saw the enemy's commander-in-chief beheaded. Although he did not kill him personally, as long as the goal was achieved, there was no need to go into too much detail.

So he immediately retreated with the surviving werewolves.

Everything was going smoothly until he was about to meet up with the reinforcements. He subconsciously let down his guard and suddenly fell into an illusion. He was attacked by a mysterious human being who appeared out of nowhere, catching him off guard and causing him serious injuries.

From then on, he would go into a manic state from time to time, unable to suppress the urge to kill. This kind of rage was different from the side effects of the werewolf's followers. He only wanted to kill people, and it had nothing to do with day or night. It came suddenly, sometimes lasted for a long time, and sometimes disappeared suddenly. But what was certain was that killing could greatly relieve the pain and the duration of the pain.

Later, Sandberg found Augustus, who was good at potions, and after some research, he created a potion that could neutralize his violent anger.

But now, the symptoms have developed to the point where even medicine can no longer suppress them.

Sandberg took out the injection and gave the Wolf Lord an injection.

As the most trusted human and dependent of the Wolf Lord, and as someone who was familiar with Augustus, the Wolf Lord entrusted the exchange of this potion to Sandberg.

"Great Lord, humans are never satisfied with the status quo. What they are best at is pushing for more. They are above nature. Only by turning them back into part of nature will they gradually settle down, and nature will be saved."

This was not the first time that Sandberg had told Lord Wolf these things.

Since the first day he followed the Wolf Lord, such suggestions came almost once a month.

The Wolf Lord did not want to exterminate all humans and drive them back to primitive society, because he knew very well that the food that sustained his wolf pack now depended to a large extent on the advanced animal husbandry and planting techniques of humans, which was undeniable.

And he always remembered that he gained his wisdom and abilities through experiments, and he was instinctively afraid of the existence that was experimenting on him and was unwilling to face it.

However, Sandberg would not be so stupid as to think about the whole plan, so in his plan, there would still be some modern cities left among humans, but those cities would be mainly composed of the followers of the Wolf Lord, mainly developing technologies such as planting and animal husbandry to provide sufficient food for the wolves.

Gradually, the Wolf Lord began to waver.

"We can start from the American continent and go south to eliminate the country that has the best technology but is also the country that wastes the most resources."

".I will consider your suggestion. Let me calm down for a while today."

"Yes, my lord. There have been a lot of conflicts on the border recently. They are taking advantage of every opportunity and are doing it again. Do you think I can punish them a little?"

The Wolf Lord hesitated, looked at the blood between his claws, and nodded slowly: "Okay."

Sandberg smiled with satisfaction: "Your Majesty is wise."

Sandberg left the cave, rode on Maple Leaf, who had eaten a meal of raw lamb chops, and rushed towards the city.

"Lord Thornburg! Your guest has just arrived. I was just about to call you."

In the city's administrative hall, the mayor trotted out and gave Sandberg a flattering smile.

"Okay, I understand." As soon as Sandberg heard who was coming, he went straight to the headquarters of the Soul Gathering without stopping.

Yes, Soul Assembly has a headquarters.

This city is Edmonton in Alberta, currently the capital of the Natural Kingdom. The headquarters of the Soul Gathering is located here, but only a few outsiders know about it, which is in line with the Soul Gathering's low-key style of doing things.

It was also with the cooperation of the Kingdom of Nature that Augustus was able to select a group of talented divine sorcerers for training.

It can be said that the Kingdom of Nature is currently the closest partner of the Soul Assembly.

However, Augustus' main partner has always been Sandberg, and he has rarely had contact with the Wolf Lord.

Sandberg rode on the giant wolf and came to a former hotel under the envious gazes of passers-by. The door was open, as if his arrival had been anticipated.

"Maple Leaf, take a walk around." Sandberg jumped off the giant wolf and patted its arm.

The maple leaf howled excitedly twice, and there were many responses from people in the city. It found a direction and ran away.

Sandberg watched Maple Leaf leave before walking into the open door.

"It's really not easy to ask you to meet now."

As soon as Sandberg walked in, he saw Augustus and Heath sitting on the sofa in the hall, drinking hot milk tea.

"After I received your message, I rushed back immediately after finishing the things on hand. Believe me, this is the fastest speed." Augustus poured a cup of tea for Sandberg. "A few hours ago, I was still in the rainforest, but now I am in the snow country."

Sandberg picked up the milk tea and took a sip: "Let me be frank. If the Natural Kingdom launches a full-scale war against America, how much can you help me?"

"Given our relationship, we will naturally do our best." Augustus responded with a smile, without thinking, "But I need to know one thing, that is, have you convinced Lord Wolf?"

"Almost." Sandberg said calmly.

Augustus smiled unchanged: "You told me the same thing last year."

"It's different." Thornburg shook his head. "The Maharaja has wavered and has allowed me to take action on the border."

Augustus thought thoughtfully: "It seems that he finally couldn't bear the torture of the killing drug. Ha, your request was too risky at the beginning. If you were discovered by the Wolf Lord, with his character at the time, you might be able to survive, but for you, it would be worse than death."

"Do you also think that others are taking too many risks? Can't you do it as long as there is enough profit?" Sandberg disagreed with Augustus's statement.

Augustus didn't explain much.

His adventures were all based on a lot of preparation.

"Heath will stay in the Natural Kingdom at that time. The Soul Assembly, except for a few people stationed abroad, will assist your actions."

"Not including you?" Sandberg frowned slightly.

In fact, in the final analysis, Augustus is the high-end combat force he relies on the most.
"I don't think you want the Special Affairs Bureau, which has the largest number of extraordinary people, to intervene in the war." Augustus took a sip of milk tea slowly, "As for the Paladins and Heaven Nodes, do you think they won't take action?"

Sandberg remained silent, and this was what worried him most.

He was worried that his actions would be besieged by those extraordinary people.

"So, you must have a legitimate reason to do so, and you must not emphasize your so-called return to nature. You must not kill ordinary people at all. You must make good use of your identity and try to control it as a 'fight between humans'. Only in this way can you avoid their attacks to the greatest extent. In addition, I will cause them a little trouble and divert their attention. Do you still think I haven't helped?"

Augustus looked at him meaningfully.

Sandberg breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head: "Very good, you solved a very important problem for me."

“You’re welcome. Sincerity is the basis of how I treat my friendly partners.”

(End of this chapter)