American comics farmer: start by adopting the villain savior.

Chapter 139 Two dragons mistakenly enter the Qiankun Cave, their skins peeled off to make clothes.

In stark contrast to the growing hustle and bustle on the town streets.

The vast forest behind Kent Farm is immersed in a tranquil yet vibrant atmosphere.

The setting sun shines through layers of leaves, casting dappled patterns of light on the forest clearing.

As the only human in the forest at this moment, Salafir Kent
He seemed to be a part of this natural painting.

He was now surrounded by a large group of furry 'friends'.

The large but gentle brown bear followed slowly behind him, occasionally nuzzling his back with its nose. Several nimble squirrels leaped and darted among the branches above his head, chirping merrily as if guiding him.

A bright red fox strolled gracefully beside him, its eyes sparkling with affection.

There are no human rules or troubles here, no noisy and complicated interpersonal relationships.

Only the purest trust and happiness.

Where's Big Grey?

Salafir stopped and patted the head of the deer beside him.

You should know that the gray giant wolf he rescued from the trap, which always followed him like a loyal guardian, almost never missed his forest gatherings.

But now
The surrounding animal friends also stopped in unison, looked at each other, and then shook their heads at Salafir, making various low whimpers expressing their confusion and bewilderment.

They had no idea where their always silent and reliable wolf brother had gone.

Salafir scratched his messy hair, wondering what was going on, when a particularly nimble little squirrel suddenly jumped down from a branch and landed on his shoulder, squeaking urgently in his ear while gesturing with its little paws.

"what?"

Salafir exclaimed in shock:
"You mean... Big Grey ran off with a white wolf he'd never seen before?"

There are other wolves in the forest?

How come he never knew? He's never heard his animal friends mention it either.

Big Grey was a wanderer who came all the way from other places.

“Brother.” “Shen Du”’s voice, tinged with arrogance and eagerness, rang in his mind. “If you like that color of fur, I can catch it for you. You can skin it and make it into a rug, or make it submit to you and become your mount, it’s all fine.”

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Ignoring the ailing "Divine Capital," Salafir was about to ask for details.

But another little squirrel anxiously darted out from the forest and jumped onto his other shoulder.

She called out urgently into his ear, her little eyes filled with worry.

"what?!"

Salafir was even more shocked than before, and she jumped to her feet. "You mean Big Grey has fallen into a deep, dark hole again?!"

"He definitely won't be able to attend the mushroom feast on time tonight. I was hoping to organize a mushroom picking competition!"

"Squeak squeak squeak!!!"

"Oh, oh!" Salafir patted her head sheepishly and said apologetically, "We should go and rescue it first!"

He quickly turned his head and asked the squirrel that had brought the message earnestly:

"Little guy, can you take me to the place where Big Grey fell down?"

The little squirrel immediately nodded its head vigorously, stretched out its little paws and pointed in a certain direction of the forest, making a definite "squeak" sound.

Looking in the direction it pointed, Salafir blinked, a look of confusion on her face.

That direction
He remembered that it was a place recently built by Lex's brother, called something like Lex Data Center? It was said to be to improve the town's network service, so they directly installed a separate high-speed line? He also heard that a lot of Native Americans protested against the construction of that building.

In short, the area was surrounded by high barbed wire fences, and many uniformed, unfriendly-looking people patrolled back and forth.

A few days ago, he and the animals passed by in the distance and complained that it wasn't as comfortable as the forest at all, and even the birds didn't want to fly there.

How did Big Grey get there?
Fortunately, it's Lex's brother's territory.
Salafir breathed a slight sigh of relief, and her tense shoulders relaxed a little.

Although Lex's brother can seem serious at times, he's always been good to him, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

"Take me there, little guy. We have to hurry. Otherwise, there won't be any mushrooms left."

The boy stood up, a look of worry on his face, and whispered to the squirrel.

He then patted his pants, which were covered in grass clippings, and followed the squirrel to search for his missing wolf friend.

And so, in a strange scene—

A group of animal friends followed anxiously.

Salafir arrived at another relatively secluded corner on the edge of the forest.

"Squeak squeak!"

The little squirrel pointed to a deep, dark hole that had split open in the ground.

There were some freshly turned soil and gravel scattered around, and it looked like only small animals could pass through.

"Did it actually dig this out?"

Salafir looked at the claw marks and grumbled at his sometimes reckless wolf friend before lying down and cautiously peering into the deep cave.

It was pitch black inside, with only a thick layer of air rising from the depths.

Is this really the place?

The boy was puzzled.

"Squeak."

The squirrel leading the way stood at the edge of the hole, nodding anxiously and pointing its little paws definitively into the depths of the black hole, confirming that Big Gray had disappeared from there.

This put Salafir in a difficult position.

He scratched his head, looking at the bottomless and narrow opening, his face full of distress.

How is he supposed to get in and rescue Big Gray?

"Brother."

Just then, the voice of "Divine Capital," tinged with excitement and eagerness, rang in his mind: "I have a way."

"any solution?"

Salafir grasped at a straw and hurriedly asked himself the same question.

“I’m not entirely sure about the specific effects.” “Shen Du’s” voice carried a rare hint of uncertainty, but more so a desire to try. “But let me try… give me your body for a moment.”

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Salafir hesitated for a moment.

But desperate to save Da Hui, he ultimately chose to trust his brother.

After all, Dad had said that "Shen Du" was actually just like him, a good child, only his way of expressing himself was a bit special.

Thinking of this, he also relaxed his control over his body.

next moment.

When Salafir raised his head again, his pure black eyes, especially his left eye, had completely transformed into a cold, inhuman golden color!

His entire demeanor changed abruptly.

From innocent and harmless, it became full of wildness and arrogance.

Controlling his body, "Shen Du" moved slightly awkwardly before taking a deep breath and savoring the long-lost feeling of freedom of movement.

Then, a wicked smile, one that Salafir would never have, curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Turning its neck, its golden left eye coldly swept over the surrounding animal friends who were watching.

"Shen Du! What are you doing? Don't scare them!"

"Sarafil" exclaimed inwardly, yet felt as if she were trapped inside a glass dome.

However, the gods completely ignored him, only releasing a slight pressure that made one's soul tremble!

"Woo..."

"squeak!"

The animals were instantly terrified by the terrifying aura, their fur standing on end. The brown bear let out a fearful growl, the fox and deer retreated in panic, and the squirrels scurried back into the trees, hiding far away and only daring to peek fearfully through the gaps in the leaves.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Having cleared away the obstructing audience, "Shen Du" let out a satisfied, eerie laugh.

He raised his small palm and aimed it at the narrow opening.

No incantations or complicated gestures are needed; it's simply a matter of a thought—

"boom!!!"

A ball of raging, scorching orange-red fire, like the breath of an angry dragon, erupted from his palm and struck the small hole with pinpoint accuracy!
Soil and rocks were all vaporized and annihilated by the high temperature!
The explosion was deafening! The shockwave flattened the surrounding vegetation!
The original site was left with only a large hole, roughly enlarged, shimmering with dark red embers, billowing black smoke, and smelling of burning, large enough to easily accommodate several Salafir jumping in.

"All right!"

God announced triumphantly.

Before "Sarafil" could even react and take over the body, he controlled the small body and leaped directly into the still-smoking black hole!

The feeling of weightlessness from freefall came over me! The wind whistled in my ears.

But just as it was about to crash heavily into the bottom of the cave, Shen Du casually raised his hand and aimed it downwards—

"boom!"

Another burst of explosive flames, its power precisely controlled and primarily used for buffering, erupted downwards!

It cleverly offset most of the terrifying force of the fall!
Let this body move as lightly and steadily as a weightless feather.
It landed in the newly blasted crater, which was still smoking.

The next moment, without waiting for "Sarafil" to speak.

Shen Du actually voluntarily relinquished control of his body.

Salafir felt her legs go weak and almost lost her balance. She looked around the pitch-black cave, still shaken.

He looked down at the freshly burned crater at his feet, then looked up at the huge hole still being violently torn open above him…

He remained silent for a long while, his little face filled with frustration, and finally said to himself with utmost seriousness:
"I will never give my body to you so easily again."

"as you like."

"The capital city" seemed indifferent.

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hateful.

This attitude of completely disregarding our rights!

Salafir felt a sense of powerlessness, like punching cotton.

He puffed out his cheeks and decided to ignore this unreliable brother for the time being.

After all, the most urgent task is to find Big Gray.

immediately
Salafir carefully stood up and dusted himself off.

It was pitch black all around, with only a few faint rays of light filtering through the hole overhead, barely outlining the spatial contours of this enormous natural creation.

"It's so dark..."

Salafir muttered to himself, subconsciously raising a hand, recalling the feeling of "Divine Capital" controlling the flames just now, and concentrating his mind...

"Wow~"

A small, soft, steady orange flame suddenly leaped above his fingertips, emitting a bright light that dispelled the darkness within a radius of several meters around him, casting swaying shadows onto the uneven rock face.

"Success."

Salafir was startled, but then a look of surprise appeared on her face.

I can do it too!

Although it's not as violent as "Divine Capital", it's just right for lighting!

So, with the help of the warm light she created at her fingertips, Salafir mustered her courage and carefully examined this strange and ancient place.

"Um?!"

He blinked, a look of confusion on his face, and curiously approached a rock wall, raising the flame from his fingertips.

There seemed to be something carved on the surrounding rock walls?
The style was unlike any modern pattern he had ever seen, full of primitive, rugged feel, clearly a product of an extremely ancient era.

With a thought, light illuminated the wall.

Even Salafir couldn't help but open his mouth.

It turned out to be vast expanses of deep and ancient stone carvings!

The content of the stone carvings captivated Salafir, her little face filled with confusion:
The main subject of the mural is a huge flame, which seems to be burning and roaring.

In front of the flames, a figure is depicted being tightly bound and entwined by two ferocious serpents.

The figure appeared to be in pain and struggling.

What's even more chilling is that this bound figure seems to be engaged in a fierce battle with another being at the same time!
The shape of that being was blurry and distorted, almost like a dark reflection of the human figure itself.

In the background, an ominous mist, painted with green mineral pigments, permeates the air.

In the sky, a few stars were etched, but their light seemed to be bound by some chain-like pattern, making them appear dim and lackluster.

Although Salafir was young and couldn't fully understand the specific meanings and stories behind these ancient murals, the raging flames, the tormented figures, the eerie green mist, the stars bound by chains…

These images, when combined, instinctively made him feel a sense of oppression.

What...where is this? How could such an ancient and strange painting be hidden here?
And... where did Big Grey go?
"Ouch——!"

Just as Salafir was lost in thought, staring at the ancient and eerie murals, almost forgetting his original purpose.

A cool, aloof yet undeniably curious female voice drifted from the shadows deeper within the cave:
"Are you the owner of that gray wolf from earlier?"

Upon hearing this, Salafir looked curiously toward the source of the sound.

It was the giant wolf that the squirrel had described earlier, with fur as white and flawless as snow!

It is even more robust than the Big Grey.

The wolf's azure eyes gleamed with intelligence in the darkness.

Salafir blinked, but before he could answer, something even more shocking happened!

The air around the white wolf's body seemed to distort slightly, shimmering with a soft white light!

Immediately afterwards, in the soft halo of light, the giant wolf's form began to change, shrink, and reshape at a speed visible to the naked eye…

In the blink of an eye, the one standing there was no longer a white wolf, but a girl who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old! She had long, silvery-white hair like wolf fur, healthy wheat-colored skin, three-dimensional features with a wild beauty, and her azure eyes still retained the sharpness of a wolf.

And
She was completely naked, yet she didn't feel anything was wrong with it.

He just stood there naturally, looking at Salafir with curiosity.

Salafir's face flushed bright red instantly. She instinctively covered her eyes with her hands and stammered, "Sister! Why aren't you wearing any clothes?!"

Upon hearing this, the girl looked down at herself, then looked up at Salafir, her azure eyes filled with pure confusion, and asked in return, "Why do I have to wear it?"

Salafir was taken aback.

Yes, she's a wolf, and wolves don't wear clothes.
He realized he had asked a silly question, so he sincerely apologized:

"I'm sorry. I didn't think it through."

"It's nothing." The girl didn't seem to care. She waved her hand and said, "I didn't expect your pet to have such a keen sense of smell, managing to dig all the way here. I just chased it away."

"Big Grey is not my pet."

Salafir immediately corrected her earnestly, "Big Grey is my friend."

Upon hearing this, the girl nodded thoughtfully.

But before she could speak further, Salafir couldn't contain her curiosity and asked again, "Sister White Wolf, why are you in this cave?"

“My name is Kayla,” the girl emphasized again, seemingly disliking the title. “Don’t call me White Wolf Sister.”

"As for why you're here?"

She scratched her long, silvery-white hair and explained, "Because this is my home. According to your outside culture, I should be Native American? You know, that kind."

"?!"

Before she could finish speaking, Salafir swallowed hard, a nervous look on her face.

He said cautiously:
"Then will you do what my uncle said and scalp me?"

"..."

Kayla was taken aback by the abrupt question and rolled her eyes in annoyance:
"Why should I scalp you? That's a barbaric custom."

But seeing the lingering fear and suspicion in Salafir's eyes, Kayla's eyes lit up, and she suddenly had a mischievous idea. She deliberately put on a stern face, hands on her hips, and huffed, "But! This is my and my mother-in-law's home!"

"You're an uninvited intruder! If you don't give me some compensation, I might actually have to consider... um... peeling off your delicate skin to make a new blanket!"

She had expected to see the little boy cry out in fright or turn and run away.

However, Salafir simply blinked.

The fear on her little face vanished instantly, replaced by an innocent, even expectant, curiosity:

"Really? Sister Kayla, you want my skin?"

He tilted his head, his tone even a little excited.

“But my skin is too small, not suitable for leather making, it tears easily. However…” Sarah Felix paused, then spoke with that seemingly harmless expression, uttering words that sent chills down one’s spine:

"If you really want it, Sister Kayla, I can ask my brother if he's willing. He's thick-skinned enough!"

"He might be a little angry, but that's okay, I can help you hold him down! He can be a bit disobedient sometimes."

"?!"

The previously silent "Divine Capital" activated its battle mode in its mind.

But Salafir spoke with a serious expression, as if discussing sharing candy were a natural conversation.

Kayla: "???"

The "fierceness" on her face froze instantly, and her bright blue eyes widened in surprise.

Looking at the little boy in front of her, who was saying the most terrifying things in the most innocent tone, she subconsciously took half a step back and felt a chill run down her spine.

Who...who exactly is this little guy?!

Who is this younger brother he's talking about?! Hold him down... and skin him...?
"No...no need!" Kayla quickly waved her hand, her momentum instantly weakening, and she even subconsciously tried to find something to cover her skin. "I...I was just kidding! We don't do that kind of thing!"

"Oh…"

Salafir's face showed a clear hint of disappointment, and he muttered to himself:
"What a pity... I thought I could be of help..."

Hearing this muttering, Kayla broke out in a cold sweat.

She quickly changed the subject, pointing to the murals on the wall, trying to regain some control and restore the atmosphere, which was gradually turning into a horror movie.
"Hey! You were staring at this just now, weren't you? Do you want to know what's drawn on it?"

“Hmm.” Salafir’s attention was immediately drawn to the ancient patterns. He nodded and looked at them with curiosity. “Although these paintings look strange and a little scary.”

As she approached the mural, Kayla breathed a sigh of relief, her expression becoming slightly more serious.

“These are prophecies carved by my ancestors a long, long time ago.”

Her azure eyes were fixed on the twisting flame, and she began her narration:

"Everything originated from a violent and chaotic first fire."

"And he, the man born of fire."

Kayla reverently traced the figure entwined by a ferocious serpent, its posture contorted in agony yet seemingly brimming with boundless power. "My ancestors called him—'Elesam'."

It means "the cornerstone of the times" or "the glory of the earth".

“Legend has it that his bloodline is connected to the veins of the stars, and he can weave matter from nothingness and shape everything with just his thoughts, resonating with the breath of all things in the world.” Kayla’s tone was filled with deep awe as she described his almost godlike power. “He can even tear the sky apart and burn everything with his gaze, and move mountains and fill seas with a thought.”

"It is said that if he so desires, everything in the world will cease to function!"

Salafir listened intently, her little face full of amazement, and couldn't help but interject:

"A gaze that can tear the sky apart? That must be a very powerful look, right?"

He strained to widen his eyes, trying to create a gaze that seemed to 'tear the sky apart'.

It looks more like a kitten trying to act fierce.

Kayla: "..."

Seeing Salafir's funny yet serious expression, she twitched her lips and scratched her head, saying, "Uh... that's how it was passed down from my grandmother. As for the specifics... I'm not really sure... it's probably some kind of... extremely powerful ability!"

"The important part is what comes next. Look."

She quickly skipped over that detail.

Quickly steer the conversation back on track, pointing to the two figures locked in fierce combat:

"Another being who fought him... a being that was almost like a reflection of himself..."

"His name is Morgahn."

It means: a ghost that longs to be freed from its bondage.

Kayla's voice lowered.

"Legend has it that he possesses the same power as Eletham, and is equally powerful..."

"Then why do they still fight? Can't they just be good friends and play together?"

Salafir asked again, her little face full of confusion.

In his view, people with the same power should be better able to understand each other.

Just like how no one at school could understand him, but at home, he got along well with his brothers Dior, Clark, and his father, who all had special abilities.

Kayla was caught off guard by the question again, and her eyes darted around:

"Well... Grandma said... um... their 'paths' are different. It's like... like you want to sculpt a beautiful house out of mud, while another friend just wants to throw all the mud around and cause chaos... something like that?"

She intended to explain the profound 'fork in the road' using a metaphor that a child could understand, but...
It's clear that they're struggling to keep up.

"Oh, so we just can't get along."

Salafir nodded as if he understood, seemingly accepting the explanation reluctantly.

Kayla breathed a sigh of relief and continued to explain:

“Actually, there is another difference. Morghane also possesses a terrifying ability—the power to plunder everything. He can take everything that Elezham created and turn it all into his collection.”

"This is where the conflict arises."

"They began their battle, a battle so fierce that light and shadow were torn apart, the earth trembled, and the stars dimmed."

Can wheat and corn still grow in that field?

Salafir was puzzled.

"I bet you can grow in this field, you foolish brother." "Divine Capital" seized the opportunity and quickly went into battle mode. "You brother who can't even grow wheat!"

"The capital city," the boy chuckled, responding inwardly, "What's the rush?"

"I"

“Don’t worry, Salafir.” Seeing the boy’s stunned expression and the internal struggle in his eyes, Kayla thought he was frightened and quickly comforted him, “Actually, Erezam and Morgahn don’t necessarily represent real people.”

She tried to make her words sound more intelligent in order to fool the child:
"My mother-in-law once said that they might also be a manifestation of the contradictions within the human heart."

"If Eletham symbolizes order, stability, and protection."

"Then Morgarn represents chaos, plunder, and desire."

"?"

What is the gibberish saying?

Salafir's face froze, and he unconsciously repeated in a low voice:

"Order...desire...chaos...plunder..."

Even her vision started to blur, and she felt like her little head was about to overheat and start smoking. She subconsciously reached out her little hand and hugged Kayla's leg to come back to her senses.

"God Capital, you tricked me?!" Salafir exclaimed in shock. "How could you do this directly?"

Before she could speak, Kayla interrupted her, looking at the boy's obviously overloaded and smoking appearance. The girl suppressed a laugh and made her final conclusion:

What my mother-in-law means is...

"The legend is actually about the story of the 'foundation' and the 'shadow'."

“The foundation stone yearns to establish order and glory, while the shadow represents the pain of change and the primal desire.”

"The two seem to be opposites, but in fact they are both indispensable and are two sides of the same coin that constitute the balance of the world."

"But once a certain force becomes excessive and loses its balance, it will bring unimaginable disasters to the whole world."

"This is how a world war might have started."

After finishing her sentence in one breath, Kayla breathed a sigh of relief.

I really don't know how my mother-in-law remembers so many words.
I don't think I missed anything important, right? Otherwise, if she finds out I was stuttering, she'll scold me again.

But the result was still good; the number of people who knew about the family's traditional culture increased by 1.

The task of passing on traditions was barely met.

That way, even if I die, there will still be someone else who knows this story.

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Is Kayla's mother-in-law so wise?

He must be a wise man like Uncle Jonathan, right?

Listening to the girl's story, Salafir's little head was filled with curiosity about the 'grandmother' he had never met before. He looked up and asked:
"Sister Kayla, what about your mother-in-law? Can I see her? She must be very wise."

Kayla's eyes dimmed slightly, and she gently stroked Salafir's soft hair, a hint of sadness lingering in her voice:

"Grandma left five years ago on that snowy day. She went to the place where our ancestors lived."

"left?"

Salafir stared in shock, "Then how have you survived all these years all by yourself?"

He couldn't imagine how a person could live alone in the forest.

A little speechless at the question, the faint sadness in Kayla's eyes dissipated somewhat, and she replied with a mix of exasperation and pride:
"When I'm thirsty, I drink from the spring; when I'm hungry, I eat berries from the forest; and sometimes I can catch fish."

There's nothing to hide; it's just my innate way of surviving.

Like a wolf.

But just as Salafir opened her little mouth, as if about to ask something—

Questions like, "Can you drink enough spring water?" and "Are the berries delicious?" were too much for her to handle.

Kayla quickly changed the subject:

"Alright, alright, little guy, after all this talk, you still haven't told me your name!"

“Sarafil,” the boy said obediently.

“Hello, Salafir.” Kayla smiled again, her smile sincere and tinged with joy. “You know what? You are the first human I’ve met in all these years, besides my mother-in-law, the first person who can talk to me this much.”

There was a hint of longing in her voice.

"Sister Kayla, do you usually stay in this dark cave all by yourself?"

Salafir looked around at the confined environment and felt a little stuffy.

"Ah."

Kayla nodded, her expression becoming serious. "This is the most important mission my mother-in-law entrusted to me before she left. She made me swear to protect this place, and..."

She paused, lowered her voice, as if sharing a major secret:

"The stone statue at the very back."

“A stone statue?” Salafir blinked in confusion.

“Yes, a very strange big stone statue.” Kayla gestured, trying to describe it. “It’s surrounded by a lot of green stones, right at the deepest part of the cave. It exudes a very, very ancient aura. And it’s quite ugly.”

"However, because my mother-in-law repeatedly told me to protect it and not let anyone damage or steal it, I basically stay in this cave every day."

"Oh…"

Salafir nodded as if he understood, though he still didn't quite understand why a stone statue needed to be treated with such seriousness. But since it was a mission solemnly entrusted to him by his mother, it must be something very, very important.

"That"

Just as Salafir was about to ask more questions, he seemed to remember something and exclaimed, "Oh no! Sister Kayla, I have to go!"

A hint of disappointment flashed in Kayla's eyes: "Are you going home?"

This is the first human friend, besides her mother-in-law, to enter her world and talk to her so much. Is she leaving so soon?

"No ah."

Salafir shook her head and explained, "Dad gave me a lot of free time today, but I have to rush back to have a mushroom feast with my friends in the forest! Everyone's waiting for me!"

At this point, his big eyes darted around, and he extended a sincere invitation:
"Sister Kayla, do you want to come with us? The mushroom feast is so much fun!"

"?"

Kayla was stunned.

A flicker of disbelief and excitement flashed in her azure eyes.

She glanced around the cold, silent cave, then looked at Salafir, who was smiling brightly and sincerely, and began to struggle internally.

My mother-in-law said she would protect this place…

"May I?"

She asked cautiously, her voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Yes you can!"

Salafir nodded vigorously, feeling that there was no need to ask at all.

"Is it really possible?"

Kayla still checked again, unsure of who she was talking to, seeking permission.

"Really!"

Salafil stated this with unwavering certainty.

"Ok!"

Kayla finally nodded firmly, having made up her mind.

She looked at the small flame flickering on Salafir's fingertip. "Salafir, turn the fire down a bit, or I'll get burned."

"it is good."

With a thought, Salafir's fingertip flame immediately shrank.

是 的
This strange scene.
A scene that would astound any ordinary person—the ability to control flames.

Neither of them felt anything was wrong.

For Kayla, who grew up surrounded by nature and the supernatural, weren't humans just strange but powerful creatures who could use tools, occasionally create small flames, and were generally quite capable?

As for Salafir, if the woman opposite him could transform from a wolf into a human, what was so strange about him making a fuss over a little flame coming out of his finger? Wasn't it perfectly normal?
Thus, an unspoken understanding was naturally reached.

"Are you ready, little one?"

Kayla smiled slyly, a wild glint in her eyes.

"?"

Salafir hadn't reacted yet.

The next moment, Kayla was once again enveloped in a soft, moon-white light!
Wait until the light and shadow fade away.

The giant, silver-white wolf has reappeared!

She lowered her head and, with extreme gentleness yet swiftness, took Salafir in her mouth by the scruff of her neck.

"Wow!"

Salafir let out an instinctive gasp.

Immediately afterwards, the white wolf exerted force with all four limbs, and like a silver-white lightning bolt, it arrived at the blasted-open hole where Salafir had come from in an instant.

Although the seemingly enlarged opening puzzled her.

But there's not much room for further thought right now.

"Wow——!"

A silver shadow streaked across the dark blue night sky, soaring high into the air.

They leaped from the cold cave into a free world filled with dazzling starlight, carrying Saraphir with them!

The moonlight, like water, poured over the wolf and the child, draping them in a dreamy silver glow.

Feeling the whistling wind in her ears, Salafir's eyes widened with excitement.

Dad would never have imagined that he would make such an unexpected new friend!
(End of this chapter)