Chapter 379 Primitive grievances

   "What are you doing here?" A low but unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded behind Elok.

  His spirit suddenly tense, and in this instant he entered bullet time.

  At this moment, he first turned his head and looked at the source of the sound, then moved to Yiel, pulled out the crescent mark, and entered a state of preparation.

  After seeing the appearance of the incoming person, he made a judgment.

   is the hunter.

  This is the first time he has seen such a thing.

   is teleport? Or cheating?

   came behind him in an instant, or is the person in front of him in disguise? Or are there two people?

  But after thinking about it, they didn't seem to launch an offense. Instead, they called out a reminder, so they calmed down a bit, but didn't dare to relax.

   "Who?" He frowned and asked immediately after the bullet time exited.

  The speed within the bullet time reaches the limit, and it is only a moment in the outside world.

  The hunter obviously did not expect the enemy to change his posture in an instant, and he could not see Elok's movements. From two owls to a situation where humans draw their swords at each other.

  But his original intention was not so, the deep voice continued to introduce himself:

   "Boyka Wolfe."

  Elok carefully saw the person's appearance and dress.

Between   , his upper body was naked, showing strong muscles, and his lower body was wearing leather shorts, standing barefoot on the ground.

  Hair is half long and a bit messy.

  Although he was a hunter, he never carried a hunting bow. What is impressive is that his one arm and the scars on his chest look a bit hideous.

   But even so, his dark pupils still revealed the light belonging to the fierce beast, which made people shudder.

  It is his voice that does not match it. It is deep and calm, and it sounds a bit calm. Not like a hunter.

   "Bilke Sieglet." Elok introduced himself in the same way.

  At this moment, Il also lifted his transformation form, but hid his ears, standing on the branch and said with some caution:

   "Rail Siglet."

  The two sides confronted each other for half a minute, but Boika took the lead in breaking the deadlock. He looked at the rising full moon, and his low voice resounded in the forest again:

  "Don’t do that. We are probably not enemies."

After    was silent again for a while, Elok put away the crescent mark in his hand, but still cautiously replied:

   "It's true. But it's better to be careful in the wild."

  "It is good to be careful, especially the nearby Cappadocia." Boika continued with one hand on the tree trunk and turned her back to the moon.

   "Cappadocia?" Elok asked suspiciously.

   "Cappadocia? Those vampires?" Ill answered this question for Elok. "They will appear here?"

   "It looks like you've heard of it. I'm looking for him." Boyka said unexpectedly.

  Ill relaxed a little and asked: "I heard a little bit. Your last name is Wolff?"

   "Boyka Wolff," he repeated.

  In the bottom of my heart, Elok asked briefly what Il said about these two surnames. I got a reply from Il:

   "Wolfo is a family of werewolves and a family of hunters. The fourth level of the hunter's ability to transform into a werewolf was passed down from this family."

"And Cappadocia refers to the vampires, the Cappadocia family. I don't know what profession, but the grievances between the two have been long. I don't know who is and who is not, but the Wolf family has a good reputation. a little."

  Ill thought slightly, watching the strong man continue to say:

  "We have never seen that vampire. We are just exploring here and collecting some materials by the way."

   "Thank you for your information. But I'm sorry that it's almost night. It would be better for us to separate a little bit." Boika said calmly.

  He backed slowly, but Il suddenly said:

   "I suggest you better not go deeper. There is a dangerous curse lingering over there."

   Hearing the words, he paused slightly, nodded slightly, and slowly backed away, and finally disappeared into Elok's field of vision.

  After a while, when Elok confirmed that he was completely safe, he questioned again:

   "Werewolves? Are there really werewolves? And vampires? I thought it was a lie in the storybook."

  Ill looked at Elok and confirmed: "Of course, there is a book on the bookshelf in our house that specifically wrote both. I remember it was called "Primitive Complaints."

   "It's a novel, but it's true. I even asked Dad specifically."

  "Vampires often appear in places where werewolves appear. Although I can't confirm who is right and who is wrong between the two, it is better to be cautious."

   "That's right." Elok nodded.

  Ill began to raise a bunch of flames, preparing to camp on the spot, and continued:

"Level 4 hunters will be forced to change into irrational werewolves on a full moon night, which will make them full of irritable emotions, and they will not be more than demon. It is best to stay away from them. Today is the full moon night."

   "Boyka seems to be a very sensible and friendly kind, at least he is not by our side. But don't be careless. Be careful at night. I will put more witch eyes."

   "Got it." Elok nodded and agreed.

  He has raised his spirits. Because of the carelessness and mistakes just now, or in other words, it was not careful enough.

  He didn't expect that the werewolf could appear directly behind him, and if someone who plots wrong with the two of them was there, he would succeed.

  Fortunately, Boika looks pretty good.

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  One night passed, and the surroundings were quiet and scary, but today’s moonlight is exceptionally bright. It's even a bit like a huge light bulb.

  In the middle of the night, Elok always remained vigilant, especially the werewolf Boyka and the so-called Cappadocia.

  This reminded him of various stories about werewolves and vampires in the novels of the previous life.

  The same in this world. But it is obviously much more real.

  The night passed so peacefully, it was the calmest night Elok had encountered.

  He breathed a sigh of relief, and when Il was sober, he watched her make breakfast and said:

  "Let’s leave this neighborhood as soon as possible. I am always a little uneasy. Besides, we have to look for another person and borrow his map by the way."

  Ill’s expression was very calm, and by the flames that had not been extinguished, the bonfire was lit again, and a pot of carrot soup was boiled. While cutting the carrot with the knife he carried, he asked casually:

   "What happened last night?"

   "No, it's quiet and scary." Ailock replied truthfully.

   "My hunch tells me what will happen." Il said calmly.

   "Premonition?" Elok asked questioningly.

   "That's right. Witch's natural foresight talent." Yiel explained a little. Then he went on to say:

   "I'm afraid it has something to do with those two guys. I don't want to stay here and get involved in the struggle."

   "Well, let's go after dinner." Ailock responded succinctly.

   After a not-so-yummy breakfast, Elok was shocked~lightnovelpub.net~ Although he did not perform supplementary meditation, he felt that he was in a good state of mind today, plus some premonitions. So hurriedly started today's exploration mission.

  But sometimes, when things really find you, you can’t hide.

   was flying in the air. At about ten o'clock in the morning, Elok once again caught a glimpse of the hunter's astral body below. But it looked like he was a little sluggish.

  He frowned slightly, but he still said to Il:

  "We met the werewolf again. It seems that your premonition is a bit accurate this time. But he looks injured. Are we going to fly down, or just fly away?"

   "Have you seen any other astral spirits? If not, go down and take a look. If two transcendents are fighting, we will leave." Il thought for a while and said.

   "There is only one." Elock responded.

  He hovered in the air, surrounding the hunter's position, lower and lower, until he landed on a nearby branch.

  But seeing the situation of the werewolf in front of them, they looked at each other with Il, a trace of worry and doubt in their eyebrows.

  (End of this chapter)