Abe the Wizard

The coyote seemed to find a feeling in Abel's arms. He rubbed it gently against Abel's arms with his little head. He couldn't help but touch it gently against Abel's head with his hands. The coyote kept lifting his head up in his touch, as if he wanted Abel's caress not to stop.

Abel stood up with the wolf and walked toward the horse. Now that he has the wolf, Abel doesn't want to spend the night in the forest. There is no food here that can feed the wolf, only go back to the castle.

As Abel approached the horse, the smell of the coyote made the horse a little restless, and his forefoot kept treading on the ground, making him look very agitated.

Abel then remembered that for ordinary horses, the wolf was their natural enemy, and from the instinct of life, the horse feared the creature, fortunately, the wolf had just been born, and this slight fear calmed down gradually under Abel's comfort.

With the two horses, Abel held the wolf, did not ride the horse, riding in the forest is not a very safe thing in itself, plus the sky has slowly begun to darken, although there are horses, but he can only walk back. Fortunately, the wolf's weight seems too light for Abel, he basically didn't put much effort into making the wolf very comfortable in his arms.

As he was walking, Abel felt the little wolf's mouth approaching his face, licking his face with his tongue, and had to look down at the little wolf.

A pair of clear eyes are looking at Abel. Turns out the coyote has opened his eyes. Abel looks at the coyote's eyes. At this moment, he feels the attachment of the coyote. He feels as if he has become everything to the coyote. This faithful creature, at the first moment of his life, chose to be loyal to the master of his life.

Abel stretched out his other hand onto the head of the coyote and recalled the riding enhancement technique. Although he did not have the courage to strengthen the coyote now, he could use the riding enhancement technique to link the coyote at the soul level.

Abel's mouth speaks of a strange Orc spell, and there are a lot of words in it that glorify the Beast God. If it's anywhere else, Abel can be hanged by the human temple alone. Abel doesn't matter if anyone understands it first, but at this time, in this deserted forest outside, Abel doesn't care.

Most of the skills of the beasts are filled with reverence and awe for God, because the skills of the beasts are taught by the sacrifice of the beast gods, and the missionary spirit of the sacrifice is reflected directly in these skills.

As Abel's spell Abel felt a strange force in the void crossing the space, accompanied by the hand that was casting the spell on the head of the little wolf, a green light emitted, slowly the green light grew larger and larger, surrounded Abel and the little wolf, in the green light Abel felt a call of a weak heart, slowly this feeling grew stronger and stronger, the weak mind conveyed its love to Abel with simple joy, a love that was pure to the extreme, without any hint of mischief.

Feeling this love, Abel poured out of his heart a wave of emotion from the depths of his soul. With his love, he replied to the weak and careful soul. When the weak and careful soul received his response, the joy instantly passed to Abel's soul.

The green light is diminishing and shyly disappearing into the air, but this communication of the mind has not disappeared, so long as Abel's heart thinks of the coyote around her, she immediately feels the idea of the coyote.

Looking at the little wolf in his arms linked to his own soul, Abel remembered at this moment that he hadn't named the little wolf yet. What's his name? Looking at the little wolf's black fur as if it were a doomed coincidence, Abel's first thought of the name was the black wind, and he imagined the little wolf running like the wind when he grew up.

“Your name will be Black Wind.” Abel passed the idea on to the wolf. The wolf didn't seem to understand. Abel's idea was too complicated for the wolf who was just born.

“Since you defaulted, I'll call you Black Wind.” Without feeling the denial of the coyote, Abel decided the name directly on the slate.

A while back, Abel came to the battlefield, saw the werewolves on the ground, Abel remembered, this is war work, if you leave it here, what if no one believes it?

Dropping the werewolf's body from the ground on a horse, Abel grabbed the horse, held the little black wind, and slowly walked in the darkening forest.

After a while, Abel had to stop and make a torch out of the branches. His luck was good. There were not many large beasts on this journey. It took him hours to finally get out of the forest, apart from a few snakes to find him some trouble.

By the time they arrived at the castle's doorstep, the castle had become unusual, the walls of the castle lit with torches and guards were patrolling for a moment.

“Who?” the guard on the fence found the figure in front of the castle and asked aloud.

The guards patrolling the area heard voices and kept coming this way, and several bows and arrows had been pointed at Abel.

“I'm Abel, open the door and let me in.” Abel brought the torch closer to his face so that the guards on the fence could see themselves more clearly.

“Young Master is back. ”

“Master Abel. ”

A different cry came from the guard wall, and the heavier gate of the castle was opened in a dull voice.

Abel walked into the castle with two horses, and as soon as he entered the castle, he found the empty space in the castle, full of dense and numb tents, and his entry made the people in the tents probe out, and then he hears countless people greeting him.

“

Hello, young master! ”

“Young Master Abel! ”

“Master Abel! ”

Abel, look closely, these are the peasants of the land, and in order to escape the entry of the Orc squad into the castle, when Abel left during the day, the order was given.

The Armored Marshall Knight was not asleep at this time. The fact that Abel did not return to the castle tonight worried him very much. He did not know that Abel had left the castle to test the newly made weapon. But until dark, the Knight had sent several groups of scouts to investigate. There had been no news.

Abel was adopted to help his good brother Bennett solve his second son's problems, but, to be honest, in the short months of Abel's arrival, both the castle and the Knight Marshall themselves benefited greatly from Abel.

In the attack outside the Harvest City, the Marshall Knight gained an arms store in the Harvest City, and now the Knight's weaponry is also a magic weapon forged by Abel, who became a master blacksmith, and the Marshall Knight's identity in the Harvest City, all of which is a change from Abel's arrival at Harry Castle.

The Marshall Knight recalled what Abel had done and became more heartfelt about his disappearance. At this point, a noise was heard in the castle, and he was about to go out and check it out. Housekeeper Lindsay had walked in quickly.

“Master, Young Master Abel is back.” Lindsay, the butler, said somewhat asthmatically that the butler, who had always been polite, was rarely disrespectful.

“Back!” The Horseman of Marshall walked out of his room, and in the square of the castle, he saw Abel unloading a body from his horse onto the ground.

The Marshall knight approached and asked in astonishment, "How could there be a werewolf's body? ”

When he raised his head, the Marshall knight saw the little wolf in Abel's arms, even more surprised, pointing his finger at the little wolf and shouting, “Is this a wolf boy? Oh, my God. What a wolf boy. Do you recognize him? ”

As a knight who had returned from the battlefield of the Orcs, the Marshall Knight was well aware of the rarity of the wolf cub, and was shocked to see Abel return so late with a wolf cub and the body of the wolf.

The preciousness of a wolf boy, the Marshall knight knows more than anyone, and the corpse of a wolf who appeared at the same time as a wolf boy indicates that this wolf is at least a strong wolf cavalry of Level 6 or above. Let's not say that the wolf cavalry is difficult to kill, just say that none of the strong ones of Level 6 can resist, how could they be killed?

Abel didn't expect the Marshall knight to react so much. A series of questions made him wonder how to answer well. He had to tell Lindsay, the butler who came out with the knight, first and ask him to help prepare some goat's milk for the black wind.