Please be my partner.

Mr. Jim was even more shocked when he saw the injuries on the bulldog's body. As a veterinarian, he naturally understood that such scars represented the horrific abuse the bulldog had experienced and the fortitude it must have possessed to survive such pain.

Butler Morgan repeated what he had explained before, stating that the injuries on the bulldog were caused by its previous owner, and that his young master had adopted the dog out of kindness.

Mellen didn't react the first time, but only understood when he repeated it the second time that Butler Morgan was afraid that others would misunderstand that he was the one who caused the injuries on the bulldog, so he took the trouble to explain the reasons in detail to every outsider.

After a busy period, Dr. Doron and Mr. Jim each left with the gold notes given by Butler Morgan.

It can be seen that they are very satisfied with the medical fees this time.

However, this is worth it. After Melen relaxed, he only felt pain all over his body, and it hurt whether he moved or not.

But after applying Dr. Doron's medicine, the pain in his body was immediately covered by a cool feeling, and his tired spirit was relieved. At this time, he fell asleep in the soft chair.

Mrs. Reilly asked softly whether to carry Mellen back to the bedroom, and Butler Morgan shook his head slightly.

Although his pain was temporarily suppressed by the medicine, he might still be woken up by the pain if the wound was touched, so it was better not to move around.

Mrs. Reilly nodded and hurried to find a soft quilt. Mrs. Ruby also turned up the temperature of the fireplace a little.

Similarly, after the bulldog took the pills prepared by Mr. Jim and applied the ointment, it seemed that the pain was reduced a little, and its expression in sleep was also much more relaxed.

Time passed, and when Melen woke up from his sleep, it was already noon the next day.

After a night of recuperation and recovery from the medicine, the severe pain in his body had turned into a slight tingling, which was below his tolerance level.

He chuckled and greeted the butler and maid who were still a little worried, saying that he was much better now.

At this time, Mrs. Ruby took the pills and ointment left by Mr. Jim yesterday and wanted to feed and apply them to the bulldog.

With a light touch, a scar on the bulldog's body fell off, revealing the tender skin underneath. Mrs. Ruby exclaimed in surprise at the sight.

Mellen quickly stood up and walked to the bulldog. After seeing it clearly, he was stunned for a moment and then checked its condition.

As expected, the status has returned to normal, and the word "weak" after "Blood and Flesh Explosion" has disappeared.

And there is still '0.2' of energy remaining in the body.

The reality is that the bulldog has regained its fatness as when Melen first saw it, and the scars of all sizes left on its body due to abuse have fallen off and new skin has grown.

Even the most serious facial injuries have healed.

Not only did the broken ear grow back, but even the shattered eyeball was restored to its original state!

Melen was pleasantly surprised. This seemed to confirm that the energy in the wolf-shaped pendant was definitely more magical than he had imagined!

Chapter 7 Spike

Gently stroking the still-sleeping bulldog, Mellen asked, "Mr. Morgan, Uncle Wright will come to visit me today. Have you confirmed the time?"

Butler Morgan said, "Yes, Sir Wright has already sent someone to inform us in advance. We will arrive around 3pm."

Mellen nodded slightly. As for the advance preparations, there was no need to explain them specifically. Butler Morgan had naturally arranged everything long ago.

Suddenly, his expression darkened, and he said, "Old John... was killed by that monster..."

It was not until then that he realized that a familiar person who had been with him for several years seemed to never come back.

Butler Morgan consoled him, "I've already heard Sheriff Liman's brief account of what happened last night. Don't worry, young master. I've already made all the arrangements regarding Old John."

Mellen nodded silently, sighed, and said, "Please prepare something for me to eat. I want to rest for a while after eating."

Last night's danger and injuries had exhausted his mental and physical strength. It was time for him to rest, and he really didn't have much energy to think about anything else.

Soon, lunch was served.

There are chicken soup, pumpkin soup, fried eggs and meat floss sandwiches, all of which are nutritious and easy to digest.

While I was eating, I heard a noise from the bulldog's side and saw the dog wake up from his sleep.

Seeing the unfamiliar environment, it was startled at first, looked around quickly, and unconsciously exuded a ferocious aura. When it saw the young man stuffing food into his mouth quickly, it relaxed a little.

After staring at each other for a moment...

During this time, Melen did not stop eating.

…Bulldog withdrew his gaze, stood up and walked out of the living room.

Mellen was a little confused, and only reacted when the bulldog walked to the entrance. He forced the food in his mouth down, rushed to the dog and hugged it.

She asked angrily, "What are you doing? Are you running away from home?!"

The bulldog's struggling movements froze, and it looked at Mellen in confusion.

What the hell is running away from home?!

Mellen said seriously: "You saved my life, of course I can't watch you wander around anymore, become my partner, from now on, I will support you!"

The bulldog's eyes became confused, a little yearning, a little resistant. After a long silence, he finally shook his head firmly.

Perhaps because of the wolf-shaped pendant, Mellen understood what the dog wanted to express...

"We have settled all grudges and owe nothing to each other."

Then, the bulldog stretched out a paw and patted the boy's shoulder, as if to say...boy, let go.

Mellen looked a little lost, and the arm around the dog gradually became weak.

The bulldog sighed inwardly and was about to break free from the boy and continue to leave.

But the next moment...

Mellen tightened his arms, even pressing himself against her: "I don't want it, I want to support you! Don't leave!"

"You have nowhere to go anyway, why not just stay at my house? My family is rich and can provide you with delicious food and drinks every day!"

The boy kept chattering, and the dog was silent.

"It's not easy to be a stray dog. You might not even have enough food to eat, and you have to compete with other stray animals for territory. It's very hard!"

The boy kept chattering, and the dog was silent.

"We might run into a monster like last night again someday. If we were to encounter one alone, I'd be in danger without your protection. Without me by your side, even if you win, you might still die from your injuries!"

The boy continued to chatter, and the dog remained silent.

Just when the two were in a stalemate, a mixed aroma of meat wafted over. They turned their heads at the same time and saw three large plates on the ground, each containing marinated meat, fresh raw meat, and sizzling barbecued meat.

It turned out that Butler Morgan took advantage of their argument and ordered two maids to bring out the meat that had been prepared in the kitchen.

Butler Morgan said calmly, "It's not the Warwick family's way of hospitality to let guests leave with empty stomachs. In any case, please finish the food we've prepared and don't waste it."

The dog originally refused, but when he heard the word "waste", he hesitated for a moment and still walked towards the food.

After just one bite, the bulldog's eyes lit up and he unconsciously increased his eating speed.

Butler Morgan said, "These are the best tenderloins and ribs shipped from the Warwick family farm this morning. They are absolutely fresh. Since we don't know what the guests will like, we have prepared these three for now."

The bulldog was eating on the side, and Mellen did not move away. Instead, he sat on the ground next to it and stroked it gently.

He suddenly said, "Let me give you a name, Spike. What do you think of this name? No matter whether you have a name before, from now on, you are my Spike!"

The bulldog paused in eating for a long time before resuming eating. It did not agree, but did not object either.

Mellen said excitedly: "You don't know, the name Spike is very powerful! Uh, but, it might be restrained by a cat and a mouse."

Spike, the bulldog in Tom and Jerry, is indeed omnipotent when alone, but he always fails when he meets Tom and Jerry.

The bulldog Spike glanced at the boy, thinking that he was ignorant. How could a dog, especially a bulldog like him known for his ferocity and aggression, be restrained by a cat and a mouse?!

2 p.m.

Butler Morgan knocked on Mellen's door, waited for a moment without any response, then opened the door and walked in.

What caught his eye was his young master lying on the bed, snoring soundly, and Spike, who was also on the bed, being held in the boy's arms like an octopus, like a large pillow.

Spike lay motionless on the bed, staring blankly ahead, looking somewhat hopeless, as if pondering the philosophical questions of 'Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?'

It hadn't decided whether to stay yet, but the boy seemed to want to take a nap and was afraid that it would run away, so he forcibly dragged it to the bed and held it in his arms to sleep.

Mellen, who was awakened, stroked the dog's head beside him. It felt really good.

By the way, it is worth mentioning that before Mr. Jim treated Spike yesterday, he had already cleaned Spike's body with the help of two maids.

This is also the fundamental reason why Butler Morgan did not object to Mellen carrying Spike to bed.

Melen patted his cheeks to make himself more awake, then got up.

Spike also slowly got up from the bed.

Butler Morgan nodded slightly to Spike, as if he had never regarded this bulldog as an ordinary dog from the beginning to the end, but as an object with which he could communicate normally and equally.

After washing and tidying up, Mellen changed into a slightly more formal outfit, sat in the living room, and waited for Sir Wright to arrive.

When the clock struck three, an ordinary-looking carriage stopped in front of Mellen's house.

Mellen and Butler Morgan were already waiting outside the door when they saw a middle-aged man get off the carriage. He was wearing a suit, a top hat, and holding a pure black scepter with a black gem the size of a pigeon egg inlaid on the top.

Mellen stepped forward, saluted, and said, "Uncle Wright."

Sir Light had a gentle smile on his face and patted Mellen's head gently.

Somehow, at this moment, Melen felt a sense of grievance that he wanted to vent his emotions.

It’s like a wanderer working hard away from home. He doesn’t want to worry his family, so every time he calls, he will tell them how well he is doing.

When I am alone, no matter what kind of injustice I suffer, I can bear it and swallow it.

But when he returns home exhausted and sees a table full of delicious food that he likes and the gentle gazes of his parents, he immediately becomes like a child who never grows up.

As if noticing Mellen's change of mood, Sir Wright said gently: "Okay, you are an adult now, stop crying."

"I don't!"

Mellen turned his head to the side.

When the three of them entered the house, Sir Light saw Spike the first person he saw, but he only glanced at him and then looked away.

Spike was lying there bored, but when Sir Light set his eyes on it, his hair stood on end as if he was being stared at by some terrifying natural enemy. But when Sir Light looked away, the feeling of terror receded like a tide, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

This scene was noticed by Melen. He was thoughtful and confirmed some of his guesses.

After they sat down, Sir Light said seriously, "I've heard about what happened yesterday. You were so reckless! That polluter, corrupted by the transcendental, will continue to hunt down those he has marked."

"The fact that you were in danger last night means he had already marked you earlier. Why didn't you go to the police station and seek refuge?"

Mellen laughed dryly and didn't dare to respond.

He couldn't say that he felt guilty at the time and subconsciously didn't want to get involved in his previous relationship.

Seeing this, Sir Wright could only shake his head helplessly.

In his opinion, Mellen is still a child after all, and it is impossible for him to make the right choices in everything he faces.

Mellen quickly changed the subject and asked, "Uncle Wright, you just said that the slime monster I encountered was... a 'polluter corrupted by something extraordinary'?"

Sir Light nodded and explained, "That extraordinary entity is called the 'Devouring Swamp.' It's a movable swamp whose exact formation is unknown. It actively seeks out and devours those with certain potential, corroding them into polluters."

"These polluters crawled out of the 'Swallowing Swamp' and will carry its will to devour more people."

"The so-called 'potential' refers to people who are more likely to resonate with spirituality. Such people are also more likely to become professionals."

Melen's eyes lit up, and he said, "So it targeted me because I also have potential?"

Sir Wright nodded with a smile in confirmation.

After getting the answer, Melen didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment.

He asked hopefully, "That polluter has been eliminated. The Devouring Swamp shouldn't bother me again, right?"

Sir Light shook his head and said, "You have been marked by the Devouring Swamp. Unless you completely eliminate it, or grow to a level that it fears, polluters will continue to come and try to drag you into the Swamp."

Chapter 8 Kingdom Mystic Academy

As expected, he got the worst answer, and Melen had no choice but to accept it.

But from another perspective, after those polluters were killed, he could obtain the energy in the wolf-shaped pendant, which was not entirely a bad thing.

Then, Melen’s desire for an extraordinary career became even more urgent.

So, he asked bluntly: "Uncle Wright, I want to become an extraordinary professional. Do you have any good suggestions?"

Sir Wright didn't seem surprised by Mellen's question and asked, "What kind of extraordinary professional do you want to be?"

"wizard!"