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If he continued to fight, this group of wind wolves would definitely be slaughtered by him.

Sisyana, who was watching the battle not far away, frowned slightly, with a look of unbearable expression on her face.She raised one hand and pointed at the wolves in the distance, her gestures changed slightly.

Several vines emerged from the ground quickly, wrapping around the limbs of the largest wind wolf.

As the leader of the clan, when did it suffer such humiliation, and struggled with all its strength, but the solid vines remained unmoved, and slowly tightened, forcing its body to prostrate on the ground for a while.

Comprehending what the princess meant, Wenjiesi walked up to the leader of the wind wolf with a serious expression. He saw its forelimbs violently paddling on the ground, and its eyes widened unwillingly, staring straight at the knight in front of it.

Killing an opponent who cannot resist is something that a knight despises, even if it is just a monster.

However, he still raised his hand and swung his sword, and chopped off the wolf's head—the bloody light that aroused seemed to be more tragic than all the battles just now combined.

The death of the leader made the remaining pack of wolves fall into silence.

Most of the seven or eight wind wolves that were still alive were scarred. They stared at the dead leader for a while, and then spontaneously gathered in one place, bathed in the smell of blood, raised their heads and howled towards the sky.

The penetrating wolf howl has a strong sense of pathos.

Just when everyone thought that the wind wolves would retreat, they launched another surprise attack.

As if aroused by blood, one of the wind wolves pounced on Wenjiesi, and did not dodge or evade the terrible sharp blade, allowing the tip of the sword to penetrate his own throat, and the meaning of heroic death was very obvious.

Seeing this incomprehensible scene, Sisyana was stunned for a moment, with tears in her eyes, and murmured, "Why..."

However, she didn't have time to think.

Taking advantage of the moment Wenjiesi was blocked, the remaining wind wolves bypassed his body and chose to rush towards the carriage.This group of wind wolves, which are famous for their speed, rushed to a position close at hand almost in an instant.

Faced with such a situation, Sisyana only hesitated for a moment before adjusting her mentality.Her face became a little bit colder, and she chanted a mantra silently while changing her gestures quickly, releasing several green lights in an instant to meet the incoming sound.

This time, there was no mercy in her moves, they were all real killing moves.

However, in the blink of an eye, the wind wolves spewed a large amount of blood one after another and were shot down to the ground.

However, Sisyana's hesitation before the shot, coupled with the fact that the distance was too short, still caused one of the wind wolves who slipped through the net to avoid her fatal attack.

With blood-red eyes open, the wind wolf rushed towards the weakest human it had ever seen.

Erin, who was still standing on the roof of the car, hadn't reacted yet, and watched the wind wolf showing its fangs and approaching her rapidly, her mind was a little dull for a while.

Chapter 30 The Essence of Irene's Ability

"Eileen!"

The exclamation from Sisyana seemed to become a little ethereal.

Unconsciously, he met the blood eyes that were close at hand, and the world froze at this moment.

The overly strong resentment towards human beings invaded, making Erin dizzy for a while.Almost instinctively, she asked the other party a question——

why?

She stared at the ferocious head of the wind wolf.

Is it possible to communicate?

Growing rapidly in the field of magic, she is also learning the ability to communicate with all things, which naturally includes Warcraft.In this sudden change, Irene, who realized this level, tried to convey her kindness to the wind wolf in front of her.

However, she clearly felt a strong sense of resistance.

Don't you want to talk to me?but you will die...

What I saw just now was not so much a battle as a massacre.Under the absolute crushing of strength, the wind wolf, which itself is a low-level monster, has no room to resist. If the wind wolf refuses, it will only have a dead end.

However, even so, the spiritual body in front of him has an unyielding will.

Revenge on...humanity...

I can only receive such thoughts continuously, and Irene has nothing else to gain.

Is that so...

So... I'm sorry...

As if a will that did not belong to him, he sighed softly in his mind.After this, Erin was a little confused about what happened, except that she did the "right" thing.When she came back to her senses, Sisyana who had rushed to her side was looking over with shocked eyes.

There seemed to be a warm taste in the palm of his hand.

Irene stared forward blankly, and saw her left hand plunged into Wind Wolf's body. Judging from the position and the touch of her hand, she was holding it in the palm of her hand, like the heart of Wind Wolf.Along with the wind wolf's body twitching, streams of blood spurted onto her arms.

Eyes widened in horror, Eileen tried to escape for a while, but found that the hand seemed to be out of order, and was firmly clamped there.It wasn't until Fenglang's unwilling bloody eyes gradually dimmed and she died completely that her arm was free again.

Immediately afterwards, the huge corpse of the wind wolf slid down the roof of the carriage, stained with a shocking blood stain, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

Just... what the hell happened?

With a blank mind, Irene looked at Sisyana with a look of pleading for help.

But seeing that Her Royal Highness, who has always been gentle, had hidden vigilance in her eyes, she took a step back inadvertently, and said softly: "I didn't expect Irene to be so powerful."

It was obviously a compliment, but Sisyana looked away in order to cover up something when she spoke, and a sentimental expression appeared on her cheek inadvertently.

Erin felt her breath suffocating.

My sis, please wait... I don't know anything yet!

However, Sisyana let out a sigh of relief, shook her head at her, and said with a smile: "I knew it, a girl as smart as Irene would definitely not be able to tell me. There are still things to hide I'm not surprised, I can understand."

Irene stared blankly at Sisyana, a kind of wordless heartache spreading in her heart.

"It made me a little worried."

The overly gentle "consideration" from Her Royal Highness directly blocked Irene's words in her throat.

... I don't know how to explain it.

Feeling ashamed, Erin bit her lip and lowered her head.When she saw her blood-stained right hand, severe nausea and nausea surged up.

She crouched down and began to retch.

……

Not long after, a group of people found a water source for cleaning.

Enduring the feeling of discomfort, and washing away the wolf blood on her arm, Irene quietly asked Jacqueline beside her, "Tell me, how did I subdue that wind wolf?"

When she spoke, her face was still pale and her voice was a little hoarse, obviously she hadn't recovered yet.

"Ah? Why do you ask me this?" Jacqueline was taken aback for a moment, "Hmph, if it were me, I would also be able to easily defeat that wind wolf, but it just chose you."

"I don't remember." Eileen didn't bother with her because she was eager to know the answer, but explained in a serious tone, "You just think I was frightened... Please tell me what happened just now! "

"Ah, what's wrong with you?" Jacqueline rarely showed an attitude of caring for others.

Erin turned her head and begged, "Please, please."

Jacqueline was taken aback for a moment, looked at Irene with a strange look, and then recalled: "At that time... the wind wolf obviously jumped in front of you, but I don't know why it stopped there, motionless, as if being caught What did you use to control it..."

"and then?"

"...Then I saw you put your hand into its body. The wind wolf seemed to want to resist, but it couldn't move from the beginning to the end, so you killed it."

Although Jacqueline spoke lightly, Erin still felt a surge of fear in her heart.

Sounds like a scary feeling...is that really my own consciousness?

Pursing her lips, Erin whispered, "I see, thank you."

Jacqueline looked at Irene suspiciously: "Huh, so you were really frightened?"

Without answering Jacquiline's question, Irene turned her head and focused her gaze on the blue-haired girl not far away.I saw Her Royal Highness standing quietly on a stone by the river, her figure was elegant and soft, her brows were slightly frowned, as if she was thinking about something,

However, at this moment, Irene has already realized that the distance between her and the princess whom she loves has been invisibly shortened by what happened just now.

Being hated...

However, the reason for being hated may not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

Until this moment, the palm of Irene's left hand still has an unusual tactile sensation—similar to the feeling of gathering power there.

For her thin body, this gathered strength is too substantial.

At the same time, there is the breath of Warcraft.

After thinking about it, Erin quickly realized that this power belonged to the wind wolf she killed just now. The moment it died, the power was seized by her own hand.She vaguely realized that if she tried it now, she might be able to replicate the fighting ability of the wind wolf to a certain extent.

Just now, Irene tried quietly during the cleaning process, and easily crushed a small stone with her powerful left hand.

Although she could feel that this power was gradually dissipating and could only last for a few hours at most, it was an undeniable fact that she had killed the wind wolf and temporarily seized its power.

This seems to confirm a terrible fact about Erin's magical ability——

In essence, it is not "borrowing", but "plundering".

Irene knew that it was absolutely unbearable for Sisyana, who trusted herself very much, to be able to take power from the person she killed.

The girl just now must have seen through this point to show that expression...

Chapter 31 Determination and Bad Omens

Although the attacking wind wolves had all been wiped out, their anomalies still caught Sisyana's attention.

She set out herself and searched the surrounding area with the Unika brothers and sisters. It took about an hour, but they did not find any relevant clues.

After a brief discussion, Sisyana decided to put the matter aside.She ordered Wenjiesi to go to a nearby town and report the news of the presence of abnormal monsters, and her party did not stop much, and set off for the south again.

During this process, Sisyana seemed to be deliberately avoiding Irene, and barely spoke to her.

As for the restless Irene, she didn't know how to start a conversation.

Unika, who just woke up not long ago and didn't know what had happened before, looked at the situation of the two of them in confusion, but didn't know what she was thinking.

As dusk approached, a sheltered valley was selected as a camp.

In order to get to the south as soon as possible, Sisyana chose the shortest route, so she would pass through a lot of wilderness.Of course, on the other hand, it is also to avoid the trouble of passing through some nobles.

After all, Sisyana is the object that countless single nobles want to pursue.

As for Eileen at this time, she was still feeling uncomfortable.

Seeing the Unika brothers and sisters building a tent, when they approached to ask if they could help, they were coldly rejected by the maid.Sisyana temporarily disappeared from sight, as if she ran to the river to wash her body, while Jacqueline hung herself on a tree and took a nap while eating the wild fruits she picked.

Only Irene, who had nothing to do left, pursed her lips, walked aimlessly to a small slope, and sat there in a daze, looking lost and sad.