Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 242: Rainy Nights

“Is that you? Black Wind...” Claude rushes to the Great Black Wolf.

The big black wolf whimpered and roared low, bowed down his forehead and was ready to strike until Claude ran to his face and took off his raincoat mask, revealing his face, before letting the big black wolf relax his guard.

When you see Claude, the big black wolf gets up and leaps backwards and moves into the mountains. It just ran a few steps, looked back at Claude, his mouth kept whimpering, his two front feet grinding in the mud on the ground...

“You mean let me go with you?” Claude's heart went down, and it seemed like something was really wrong with the young wizard, otherwise the big black wolf wouldn't rush to find himself.

“You lead the way ahead...” Claude said.

The Big Black Wolf was really human, and it seemed to understand what Claude was saying, and he turned around and looked back at Claude, and that made it clear that Claude was following him up the hill.

In the mountains and forests, the rain falling from the sky is mostly blocked by leaf branches. It seems that the rain is not very strong, and the direction and scenery ahead can be seen rarely. But out of the mountain forest, the sudden rain poured down, the eyes could barely earn it. Even in a beastskin rain cape, the rain that could come face to face soaked Claude's clothes all over his face. Wearing a rain cape was almost as good as not wearing a rain cape. The only thing that could help was to block the cold wind caught in the storm...

The mountain road was difficult, especially on such a rainy night that nothing could be seen more than ten steps away, and Claude shone a bead of light in his hand, barely illuminating the way forward. It is true that the great black wolf took himself in the direction of the witch forest where the sorceress is.

The beads of light, which could have been lit indoors for an hour and a half or two, gradually dimmed when Claude held them in his hand for less than half an hour, until the magic completely disappeared. It's not that Claude's magic is not enough, but that the magic that solidifies into the magic charm array disappears quickly under the rush of heavy rain, just as those elements that make up the magic imprint are taken away by rainwater that falls, accelerating the rate of disappearance and dissolution.

If the Big Black Wolf hadn't guided the way forward and howled from time to time to remind Claude of the road ahead and guide the way, Claude could have assured herself she wouldn't have run all night into the Witch Forest. Such a rainy night into the mountains is most likely to get lost in the mountain forest.

This is the first time Claude has fallen, mostly stepping on wet mud to slide. A few rolls on the ground, all covered in sludge, but a few dozen steps up and washed away by rain. It wasn't until Claude finally climbed up that hill that he was relieved, because there was already a witch forest ahead.

Almost rolled down the hill, Claude was dying, and a lot of rain was pouring in through his mouth. A few sips, coming to the woods, naturally gave a scouting eye. Only after using this spell did Claude find that the tree he saw was exactly the same as the other trees, all black and dark, and that there were no more magic marks.

Claude felt like he was thinking too much when he patted his forehead, and it was impossible for such a rainy weather girl magician to put any more magic trap mechanisms in the woods. Magic marks are washed away by rainwater, there is no way to survive any magic trap. Just like the bead of light you put on yourself, a magic trap that disappears in a short period of time doesn't need to be set in the woods on a rainy day like this.

Deep in the woods came the impatient whimpering of the big black wolf, who somehow ran in. Claude again put a bead of light in his hand and flushed it deep into the woods. Soon after, he swept through the woods and reached that muddy open space. As he expected, there was no light in the shack under the big oak tree. The darker it was, the closer it got to the bloody smell, the heavier it was...

Claude kicked open the shack's broken wooden door and threw the bead of light in his hand. Claude was stunned by the sight in the white light.

The wooden wall on the left side of the shack with a small window in front of the broken table has collapsed, so no wonder the big black wolf was able to get inside when the door was closed. On the ground lay a huge black bear, surrounded by dense and numb green vineman, blood water mixed from under the black bear and rainwater poured into the nest shed, bloody smell puffing nose...

The young wizard lay on his back on a bed of wood, covered in blood, motionless. The big black wolf stood beside her and bowed her head down to arch her. She seemed to want to arch her out of bed, but she still had no reaction. The big black wolf looked up at Claude and revealed her begging eyes.

Kicked the black bear on the ground and found himself dead and his whole muscle was stiff. Claude relieved, stepped on the body of the black bear to the bed, first reached out and touched the forehead of the maiden magician, feeling a little warm, then leaned down, put her ears on her chest to listen, okay, can hear the faint heartbeat. Claude let go of his heart and carefully weighed it to find that the young wizard's chest was still bleeding.

Claude couldn't help but notice the difference between a man and a woman, reaching straight for the sack of leather that was made up of all kinds of small animal fur. After taking it off, it was discovered that the young wizard was still wearing the fine linen underwear she had given her, except that the grey white underwear had been stained red with blood. Claude saw that there were three deep claw marks on his underwear, which should be the masterpiece of the dead big black bear he stepped on at his feet, and the blood was penetrating through these three claw marks...

You said you were a sorceress, how could you play with a black bear... Claude could only shake his head and tear this broken underwear apart, revealing the maiden sorceress's white and luminous body. There are already massive projections on the left chest, three paw marks from top to bottom, about half a foot long, cleft skin, and blood is flowing.

Claude subconsciously touched his pocket, but unfortunately he came out at night without his own backpack, carrying only a military bayonet and nothing else. And now the Teenage Mage is in a bloodletting coma due to her injuries, she can't wake up, and Claude doesn't know if there are any injuries in this den...

I stood up on that broken table and looked for it. There was nothing like injuries except food. I remembered that there was a shelf on the wooden wall that had been filled with five or six small jars, and Claude was about to reach for it. Then I realized that the wooden wall had collapsed and that the shelf didn't know where it was going. If you look at this giant black bear on the ground, you'll see that this guy is responsible for the collapse of the wooden walls of the shed, but he's already redeemed his life.

The big black wolf whimpered, screaming from his throat, and Claude turned around and found it lying beside the maiden wizard and bleeding. I thought it was rainwater. I didn't see it all wet. Now that there is a bead of light on the nest bed, Claude realizes that this big black wolf has the same claw marks and blood on his head and body...

“Black Wind, do you know where the wounded pills are?” Claude was helpless and had to turn to this big black wolf.

The big black wolf whimpered, stood up and looked at the table, and then lay down again. Well, that means there's no injuries. Claude couldn't help but find a clean underwear from herself at the end of the bed, tear it into a strip, wrap the wound on the maiden magician's chest first, then wrap it tight with the blanket on the bed, then wrap herself off the beast skin rain outside her, and finally find a hemp rope to tie to her back.

“Blackwind, I can't help it. I have to take your master home to heal her. Can you hold on, hold on and you can follow me, I can also help you with the wound...” Claude once again put a bead of light in his hand, ready to go out and say to the big black wolf lying on the bed.

The big black wolf stood up again and roared low and ran out of the den, standing again in the rain. Claude bit his teeth and followed them out.

The journey was more difficult than it had ever been. It was good that the rain had finally become smaller and more visible. Claude carefully avoided the mud pits and waterfalls on the ground and tried to balance his body. After all, he was not alone now and was carrying a comatose young magician behind him. The wound on her body was only roughly wrapped up and not medicated. Claude was worried that the journey would aggravate her injuries...

But the fall could not be avoided more carefully, and Claude could only try to keep the young wizard behind her from getting more hurt. The clothes in front of him were already a piece of mud, like rolling in a mud pit.

I finally got back to the cantonment camp. The soldiers stationed in the cabin at the gate checkpoint had changed shifts. The new soldiers opened their eyes and recognized it as Claude. “Sir, why are you still out in such a heavy rain? You, you're still following a wolf...”

The soldier grabbed the fire rope gun and pointed it at the big black wolf. Unfortunately, the small wooden booth, coupled with tension, prevented him from quickly releasing the long fire rope gun, when the big black wolf had come to Claude's side.

“Don't panic, this is my friend's big wolf dog, who helped her hunt. I'm carrying my friend, she was attacked by a black bear, and I brought her back to heal her. You open the door, and you go to Markzi yourself tomorrow morning for punishment, the first reason being that the firearm was not laid at the station, as required, so that it could not be used quickly to aim at the shooting. The second reason for the punishment is that you didn't light the fire rope. If you get attacked, you can't shoot back. You're joking about your life and the safety of everyone! ”

Claude's reprimand made the soldiers standing guard look dirty: "Yes, sir, it's my fault, I'm going to see Sergeant Markzi tomorrow for punishment. ”

Soldiers came and opened the door, and Claude ran behind the young wizard towards the wooden building: "Black wind, follow me. ”

The big black wolf can't stay outside, or take it back to his room. Otherwise, the soldiers who wake up early in the morning will freak out and think they might have been attacked by a wolf and shot. Besides, the big black wolf had injuries and had to deal with them himself, so let him stay in the room with the young wizard.

Claude's rushing footsteps woke up Michael, and he opened the door and shook directly: “Wolf, wolf...”

Then he saw Claude. Claude doesn't give a shit either: "McJackie, go get two bottles of trauma medicine and a bottle of internal injury medicine, don't get the military ones, just the ones you bought in town this time for good quality. And, by the way, bandages and hemostats. ”

McJackie looked at Claude, looked at the wrapped man on his back, looked at Claude and kicked in his hidden door, then the big black wolf the size of a calf followed him...

For half a day, Mike returned to God: "Yes, sir, I'll bring it to you right away...”

Claude untied the young wizard behind her back, removed the blanket from her rain cape, and stuffed her in the bed. Touch her forehead, it feels a little hot, but for Claude, just keep breathing. Pointing to the fireplace, the big black wolf consciously fell down in front of the fireplace.

In the approaching footsteps, Mike's voice rang out the door: "Sir, can I come in? ”

“Come in.” Claude said.

Mike came in with a first-aid kit, looked at the big black wolf lying in front of the fireplace, and looked at the young sorceress lying in bed.

“She is the daughter of a hunter, who lives on a mountain, and this big black wolf she raised as a child called Black Wind. The last time I went up to the mountain with her, this time her home was attacked by a big black bear, she was injured, the black wind came to me, I heard the wolf howl and went out to see, the black wind took me to her place of residence, I found her injured, unconscious, brought her back for treatment. Do you have any other questions? ”

Claude's preemptive, that's all he had in mind on his way back.

“But, sir, I heard the villagers say the back of the mountain lived with a witch...” said Al during the McJackie period.

The boy still seems to have some information from the villagers.

Claude sank his face: "Do you see her like a witch? That's what villagers rarely see. She and her family had previously entered the mountain to escape the baron lord, because herbs would be collected to boil the ointment, the villagers did not know, thought she was a witch, besides, she had raised a little wolf cub, asked the black wind to help her exchange the ointment for food, the villagers saw that they believed in dealing with the witch. That's what all the rumors are about. Do you understand? ”

“Understood.” Mike handed me the first aid kit.

“All right, you go out, put a bathtub in the next room, heat up the hot water, heal her and the dark wind, and I'm going to take a bath. When you're done, go to the kitchen and cook some cowbones for the black wind. This guy doesn't eat raw, he only eats cooked food.” Claude commanded.

“Yes, sir.” Mike answered immediately.