Uncovering his collar, James Harrington found that the wound from his neck to his chest had turned black and purple, and thick black hair grew from the edge of the wound. What is this? !

He was attacked by monsters before, and he repelled the monsters with the agility developed through years of sailing. He originally thought that the matter was over, but now it seems that it is not that simple.

Something must have happened to him, the violent heartbeat gave him a very bad premonition.

Boredom, pain, hatred, and endless killing intent surrounded him. The beating speed of his heart had long exceeded the limit of human beings. It's been so hard, he thinks he's going crazy.

A lot of hair grew on his body surface, his teeth became sharper and sharper, and his fingernails also grew rapidly. When he turned around, he found a tail growing behind his buttocks.

Looking at the reflection in the mirror with a face full of pain, at least he was once the captain of a ship. He is not an ordinary person who knows nothing. Although he has not fully manifested, he knows that he is going to change, and he is going to become a monster.

Trembling, he pulled out the quill, stained with ink, and wanted to leave a last letter to his wife and children.

He wanted to escape from Gilneas. He heard from some travelers that there was an event called a wine festival in the western wilds in the south of the continent. Many people thought that the south was richer and there was more food than they could eat. So he planned to sneak to the south, anyway. It's far away from Gilneas, no one knows me, even if I become a monster, I don't have to worry about affecting my family.

After finishing the letter with difficulty, his rationality was about to lose control of his desire to kill, but at this moment, the laughter of children came from downstairs.

"Thank you for the candy, ma'am, and may the Light bless you."

"Ma'am, are you really from beyond the walls? Is it true that my father said our home has been taken over by the undead?"

The voices of the two children were very loud, as if they were talking to someone. James Harrington felt his heart beating violently, and his blood was rushing wildly in his veins. He yelled at the door: "Get out! Give me everything!" I'm going! Go away!"

The children's voices stopped abruptly, and they were terrified. The voice sounded a bit like their father at first, but it seemed to be a stranger when they listened closely.

James Harrington clenched his fist tightly, his nails piercing into the flesh, but the pain could not relieve the bloodthirsty impulse in his heart, instead it became louder with the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer outside the door.

His sanity was finally replaced by wildness, his eyes became extremely red, his jaw protruded forward, his mouth was full of sharp teeth, his muscles stretched as if they were being torn, his body was abruptly raised by five centimeters, The calf twisted into a weird anti-joint structure.

"dad?"

"dad?"

The children's voices sounded outside the door, and hearing footsteps, they seemed to be about to open the door and come in.

James Harrington's brain was completely occupied by wildness, and now he just wanted to have an extremely crazy killing.

He opened the door vigorously and stared at the two children in front of him.

The children were so stunned that they could only open their mouths mechanically, apparently about to scream.

At the critical moment, a red-robed woman walked over without haste. She held a silver staff in her hand, and she just said normally, "Stop."

James Harrington, who had turned into a werewolf, found that he lost control of his body in an instant. The desire to kill was still there, but his brain and body seemed to be separated by something out of thin air.

Vanessa frightened the newly born werewolf only by her own natural force.

"Drink it." Instead of using the Luna Scythe, she poured a bottle of fiery red potion into the wolf's mouth.

In less than ten seconds, James Harrington regained his sanity. He sobered up quickly, and after his killing desire was suppressed, he regained his human form again.

Looking at the two children who dare not approach, he was speechless and could only sit in a corner alone in a daze.

Vanessa walked into the living room as if nothing happened, looked around, and soon found the letter James Harrington had written to his wife and children.

"Yo, you're still planning to go to the Western Wilderness, and you're good at ocean sailing? Is your name the last inscription? A new nickname? Tearing Wolf? Tsk tsk, you're a talent..."

Vanessa was just passing by. She didn't expect that she would save a predestined wolf. If I'm not mistaken, this guy's original trajectory should be to kill all his family members. After causing a tragedy, he trekked to the west In the wilderness, he finally took refuge in the non-famous thief Miss Vanessa Van Cleef. At that time, he had already abandoned his real name and used the nickname of tearing wolf.

Now the tragedy did not happen, but after going around, he still fell into the hands of Vanessa.

Maybe it's a natural hit, or maybe it's because I want to hug my thigh.

James Harrington also chose to pledge his allegiance to Vanessa.

"What would you do if I were to fight Gilneas?" Vanessa asked.

The other party hesitated for more than ten seconds, and then said hesitantly: "I am the general of the Crowley family, and I am not loyal to the king."

"Then let me change the question. If I am against the Crowley family, what will you do?"

"This...I..." This time he hesitated for more than a minute but still didn't make up his mind.

Vanessa clapped her hands: "Very good, I believe you are a loyal person, it is my honor to receive your allegiance, come... look at my hands."

She picked up the letter written by James Harrington, snapped her fingers casually, and saw a ball of flames appearing on the letter paper~lightnovelpub.net~ The speed of the flame burning was very slow, crackling and crisp, and the effect was faint. , as if there is a flame elf dancing in it.

Vanessa's voice became softer and ethereal: "Look at this flame, it reveals your destiny, relax your body, and experience this flame with your heart..."

James Harrington stared blankly at the fire. The dazzling brilliance in the fire seemed to resonate with some kind of energy in his body. He could only follow the guidance mechanically.

Vanessa asked him to relax, and he immediately relaxed, letting him feel the inner quality of the flame, and he felt that the flame seemed to be approaching him, his head became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help being attracted by the firelight, top-heavy, as if It's like getting the whole person into it.

After an unknown period of time, his brain suddenly regained the ability to perceive the outside world, and he realized that he was sitting on the ground, with the two children cuddling each other, already asleep.

"Are you awake? How do you feel?" Vanessa was still flipping through the notes of the night elf master, she turned her back to James Harrington and asked.

How do you feel? He touched his face, and there seemed to be no change, but he felt that it had changed a lot, and he couldn't tell for a while.