The Peerless Kobold (WN)

Because the people in this case are incorporated into the core of the Armenian Royal Army, they can temporarily (often) walk in the direction where General Dowd's great tent is located again, and capture (take) the smell of a sharp werewolf dog even if they want to be fictional to people.

"What do you think, Admiral... of the dogs who live on this land?

"No, it's not a mix like us in a situation, it's a pureblood werewolf."

He (or) has many instances of people eating in the merchant squad and throughout the city if he (or) resembles his ancestors. He (or) has been certified by people as a natural enemy and is in danger of extinction, and if he (or) lives normally, he will not have the chance to meet him soon.

Though it cannot be affirmed by the late (hence), as far as Buster and Aisha were concerned, it could be determined that the old lords and the neighbors were likely werewolves.

"In the first place, the word Diub means“ wolf ”in some parts of the world."

"Deceiving the Great Goddess... it's a big one, that old man."

Misunderstood and explained to Buster the difference between the great god (wolf) and the wolf that the dogs believe in, but through the time between the soldiers of the Demir army, we reach the tent of purpose.

By sharpening their senses on the road to here (here), most of the people belonging to the Demir Army were only human beings with no philosophy whatsoever, and it was understood that only a dozen of them were outside the realm of the Lord's security.

During the gathering of their gaze, which included some curiosity, a girl with tiny golden eyes (ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh) from the tent meets with her face and invites her inside in a loose motion.

"Welcome aboard, foreign guests. Is that silver hair?"

"But I don't think there's any point in that."

When I asked the biologist (Muriel) about my turn in the bedtime story, I guess the werewolves referred to my fur because I could deduce it from the hair color of the disfigured figure.

However, for the Lycans, "Silver Hair” appeared to be a special being spoiled by the Great Goddess (Wolf), such as Beowulf, the king of the werewolf of Miga (no babies), and the delicate memories of the treatment of the Holy Beast in the king's capital of Riastise passed behind his brain, so he snatched it away and stepped into the tent.

The breathable interior is furnished with a ground fire furnace (jikaro), which sits on the back of a textile fabric laid to surround all sides with a musculoskeletal old body of war.

"Before I was invited, I came with nothing... but don't be offended, Sir Diub"

"Ha ha, I've got booze and dishes for you, don't worry about the crap"

The contents of the liquor bottle, lightly raised in a casual manner, are probably oriental distilled liquors called “lac," and the herbaceous aroma attributed to Anis, a year-old grass of the celiaceae, sweeps the nasal cavity.

This alcoholic beverage was just right for the souvenirs when I returned home, so I simplified my introduction to myself and my buddies while thinking in a corner of my head, and lowered my back to the opposite rug with Maril (false) as I was advised.

"Gruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"Wahoo."

Following a large dog (lancer) with a light foothold, Buster also sat on the rug on the left, and a voice hung on the werewolf girl who greeted him at the entrance.

"Uld."

"Yes, I understand."

He handed out wooden mags to everyone according to his flamboyant voice and behaved more distilled liquor handed to him than the old man... but he did grab and unload the mag his sister offered him because “Lak” 's alcohol level should have been commensurately high.

That's all you guessed, she skips the order, finishes pouring the liquor, then returns to her seat, takes the sweet fruit liquor she would have prepared for herself, and fills her sister's mag, which was slightly obstinate, with amber liquid.

"Mm-hmm. ♪ (Mm-hmm. Thanks.)"

"What are you doing?"

After also pouring fruit liquor into her own mag with a smile, comparing it to the distilled liquor a little, she put the former in a deep dish and offered it in front of Lancer, who was beastifying it.

It should be noted that to look at the diub I waited for until the booze had gone to everyone (Kan), there would have been a toast intent… except for the childhood familiarity of spears who read the air, the other two could have moistened their throats to their liking.

"I'm sorry we don't have toast habits in our settlement"

"No, we don't even know that until we've banned cannibalism and merged into the world."

"... is it a lie or a lie that the werewolves are almost extinct"

"The Silver Wolf Hall will survive even if the numbers are reduced."

In response to the words of a benign old man who had spoken carelessly, he put a skewer through the bowel-filled river fish, which became the dish of liquor, and the wolf girl Urdo, who had been baking in the ground fire furnace (Jikaro), gave her a good look.

"Pfft, because it's ourselves who's spreading rumors of werewolf extinction."

"Well, it's more profitable to be in the past."

"By the way, what the hell are you guys? I can understand even the black wolves on the silver wolves and the dogs close as a race, but I can't believe they even mix in the fox tribe in the Far East..."

After being questioned with a surprising look, it seems that there is no change in the evolution of the Ulds, the werewolves, or the accumulation of experience, beyond the framework of the race.

If you follow your personal intuition, there is no denying that the amplitude and toughness of evolution is a dichotomy, and perhaps neither me nor Buster will go far out of the framework of the werewolf at the earliest.

Based on such considerations, we also scratched the fact that everyone was a cobolt living in the Easteria Forest and the settlement life, and told the werewolves about their feelings.