"No—stop it! Don't hurt him—"

A woman's voice rushed into the ears of Igna and Canterbury.

Igna was a little surprised when he heard this female cry.

Although his attention was still mainly focused on the battlefield, he did not relax his vigilance towards his surroundings.

But Alena rushed in from the outside, which was indeed beyond his expectation.

I don't know if this girl has been hiding outside the door and witnessed the whole process, and only reacted when Nillen was hurt.

Just when Canterbury swung his straight sword to stab the werewolf's heart for the second time, Alena made a sound and rushed straight to the werewolf beside Canterbury.

Of course, Igna couldn't let Alena get involved in the battle, so he stopped Alena.

"Snapped-"

Alena slapped Igna with a backhand.

"Let go of me!" she yelled.

"..."

Igna was caught off guard.

However, when his body still sensed the opponent's hostility, he reflexively twisted Alena's hand behind him, and kicked Alena back, causing Alena to lose her balance and fall to her knees on the ground.

"Oh!" Alena snorted, but kept her eyes on the werewolf.

"Don't hurt him, he's Nelen!" she called to Canterbury.

Alena's voice was hoarse, vibrating in the cave's partition wall, constantly stimulating everyone's eardrums.

Canterbury naturally also noticed the situation on this side.

The first time Alena spoke, she recognized that the voice belonged to Alena. And the distance is from far to near.

Therefore, her straight sword did not cut the werewolf's neck, but nailed into the werewolf's heart.

Werewolves have powerful self-healing abilities, and a heart injury doesn't completely kill them.

So Neil just let out a low growl in pain, but did not die.

"You...know about this?" Igna asked with some surprise.

Although Alena speaks Dutan, the etymology of "werewolf" in Dutan comes from Loen. So Igna still understood Alena's words.

"So let me go, you son of a bitch!" Alena turned around and cursed in Loen language.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The blue veins in Igna's hands were constantly jumping after being greeted by his parents inexplicably, but he still let go.

Now that Alena knew about this, she had to choose and bear the consequences.

After Igna let go of his hand, Alena immediately scrambled and ran to Nilon's side. She stretched out her hand, wanting to caress Nillen's injured shoulder unbearably.

She didn't seem to be able to see the beast-like fur at all, she just felt distressed, painful, and sad when she looked at the wound that was oozing blood.

"Does it hurt..." She asked softly, even as if she wanted to reach out to bandage Nellen's wound.

"Are you crazy?" Canterbury frowned, held the silver sword in front of the two, and said in a low voice, "He is very dangerous."

"He won't hurt me." Alena said firmly.

Canterbury looked at Alena, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Ma'am, the werewolf curse is torture for everyone. They will lose their humanity and sanity when they transform. This is a curse, I'm sorry , it is a fact that they are dangerous. We have no choice."

"No, you don't understand!" Alena stood up and shouted at Canterbury, "I love him!"

"He was going to be mine soon, but you messed up the situation and hurt him..."

Alena looked at Nillen's severed arm with distress, and the pained expression that kept throbbing.

"So, get out, stranger. Leave us alone!"

"..."

"..."

Igna, who had just taken out the linguist, heard this sentence before he could speak. He almost dropped the book in his hand in surprise.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

At this time, a trace of impatience appeared on Canterbury's expressionless face.

"I love him...I've always loved him dearly..."

"Even after knowing his secret, I still love him."

Alena looked at Nilon, whispering softly. There was even a trace of unnatural fanaticism in his expression.

"You...know..." The werewolf seemed to recover a bit of reason from the pain, and even spoke out.

He asked in disbelief: "You know... I'm here waiting to be transformed?"

His speech was broken because of the pain, but Canterbury and Igna could still understand what he was saying.

Alena as well.

She replied softly: "Yes, I know. And, I don't mind."

"But... you chose Jocelyn."

"So... I want her to see what you look like. I want her to be scared. Then she will leave you and we can be together."

"..."

"..."

"You...you..." The seriously injured werewolf stared wide-eyed. His paws were on the ground, and he seemed to want to get up. But the pain made his movement fail.

"You brought her here..." the werewolf murmured in disbelief.

"No wonder... the next morning, I had a **** taste in my mouth..."

"I'm doing this for our future!"

Alena seemed to hear the werewolf's suspicion, she stood up and looked at Nillen in pain and despair.

"I just want her to see you transform, no other ideas."

"I don't want her to die, you have to believe me!" Alena argued loudly and aggrievedly.

"I don't believe you," Nillen said.

His voice was cold and sounded emotionless.

Then, he struggled a second time, trying to get up from the ground.

"I'm going to kill you," he said.

He lay down on the ground and showed his fangs at Alena. He hoarsely roared in pain, "And this is the first time since I became a werewolf that I killed someone out of my own will."

"No!" Alena took two steps back in horror, "Why? I'm all for us."

The werewolf didn't speak any more, he roared angrily, and finally stood up from the ground.

At the same time, I don't know if it is because of the change of mentality that some changes have taken place in the curse of Neilon.

Some frost formed under his paws. The cave became extremely cold in an instant, and it seemed that something strange began to grow in the darkness.

The expressions of Canterbury and Igna also became serious.

"You can't hurt anyone." Canterbury stood in front of Alena.

"No, don't hurt him." Alena said.

Canterbury didn't look back at the woman, she just whispered: "If you don't want to die, get out of here."

"Uh ah ah ah ah—"

The werewolf growled and showed his fangs in Alena's direction.

Alena seemed to finally accept the fact that Nillen wanted to kill her, and ran out of the cave without looking back.

But how can a person's speed compare to that of a resentful soul?

The werewolf Neilon was blocked by Canterbury, but the curse that was born due to the mutation of the werewolf's mentality just caught up with Alena.

They surged up like viscous black liquid crazily, rushing towards Alena like a tide.

Igna, who was standing at a distance, saw this scene, and quickly opened his hands, making a gesture as if embracing the sun.

"Holy light!"

A bright light descended from the sky, and landed on the pounced shadows. Those dark shadows screamed, but they couldn't touch Alena who was only less than a foot away.

These spell wraiths generated by werewolves cannot resist the sacred light from the Sequence 5 Priest of Light.

However, to Igna's surprise, Alena also let out a scream at the same time.

"Uh ah ah ah ah—"

Countless bluish-black gas evaporated from her mouth and nose, and bluish-black smoke continuously emitted from her limbs and skin.

She screamed and screamed. She knelt down on the ground, her nails grew longer, and her exposed skin bulged into dense sarcomas. They are constantly surging and seem to want to form some new organs.

"Damn!" Igna cursed secretly.

Alena was also cursed!

And looking at it like this, there is a high probability that it is a curse related to the "moon".

After reacting, Igna immediately used another spell. With a rub of his index finger, he released a blazing white flame towards Alena who was kneeling on the ground!

"Holy fire!"

Alena let out an unbearable scream again.

She didn't seem to know what it was, nor what happened. She tried to stand up, but her organs and skin were no longer under her control.

"why why…"

Alena's mouth could no longer speak, but she still made sounds through resonance through the organs formed on her body.

She spoke Dutan, but Igna felt his scalp tingle.

Igna drew a pistol.

In order to deal with the werewolf Nilon, it has long been replaced with hunting bullets.

"boom-"

Igna's gun pierced Alena's forehead, and at the same time, Alena's chest was pierced by a blazing long sword.

The long sword is covered with the dawn that can purify everything, and all the filth, curse, and malice can't hide at this moment.

That was the bright dawn~lightnovelpub.net~ Alena also lost all her voice at this moment.

Her body and the shadow on the ground were covered and submerged by the blazing light, and then disappeared.

Igna raised his head and looked at Canterbury in the distance.

After a while, he said a word.

"Did you know that Mister Fool once gave a revelation."

"At this moment, I also want to tell you."

"—beware of the moon."

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Note: The copy is adapted from the classic copy of the host game "The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt", Heart of the Wild. The development of the story has been modified and adjusted according to the mysterious world view.

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