Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1495: The Brave New Century 1st
Chapter 1495 Brave New World (thirteen)
The figure of the creature that appeared at the entrance of the cave was the figure of a beast.
More correctly, it was the figure of a wolf.
On closer inspection, Arthur realizes he knows the wolf. This big silver wolf was actually the silver wolf who led the pack of wolves to suddenly appear last night and killed the group of thieves in one fell swoop, and it seemed that he was the leader of the pack.
However, it should have approached Arthur last night, ready to deal a fatal blow to the dying Arthur. Why didn't it attack Arthur, but appeared here instead?
Could it be that...it was the silver wolf who saved Arthur?
"Who are you? What are you trying to do?" Arthur asked.
However, the Silver Wolf did not answer Arthur, but silently walked into the cave and lay down in front of the haystack.
It actually dozed off.
Arthur glared at the silver wolf, but the other party completely ignored the boy and continued to doze off. The atmosphere at the scene was awkward and weird, and Arthur was a little overwhelmed.
Yes, weapons. Get his weapon back first. Arthur still doesn't know whether the silver wolf is an enemy or a friend, but there is only one thing he can be sure of. As long as he has a weapon in his hand, in the event of any unexpected accident, he will not be passively beaten!
He searches the cave for his sword. In fact he didn't have much effort to find it - it was lying so tightly on the big boulder in the corner of the cave. The silver blade of the sword has been put back, and now it does not look like a lightsaber, but just an ordinary long sword without a strike.
Arthur hurried over to retrieve his sword, feeling a sharp pain in his shoulder as he picked it up. He wanted to use his left hand to pull out the bladeless metal casing of the sword, revealing its lightsaber blade. However, as soon as he exerted force on his left arm, the pain of the wound intensified, and he was grinning in pain, so he had to give up this plan, temporarily holding the unopened silver sword with his right arm.
He turned to look at the wolf again. During the process of Arthur taking the sword and trying to draw it, the silver wolf never moved, and was still dozing lazily there, showing neither malice nor hostility. This is a very strange thing for a beast - Arthur thought it would suddenly pounce on Arthur with his back to it.
However, this is still a beast's lair, a ghostly place that shouldn't be left for long. Arthur wanted to escape from here while the silver wolf was dozing off, so as not to have a lot of sleepless nights. He leaned against the slightly icy wall of the cave and tiptoed towards the entrance of the cave without making any sound during the whole process. However, as soon as he moved to the entrance of the cave, he immediately knew that this plan was completely unfeasible—there were at least ten wild wolves patrolling back and forth in the woods outside. Prevent Arthur from escaping from the cave?
All in all, it is impossible to escape from the eyes of the wolves in such broad daylight. Arthur's shoulders were still throbbing, reminding the teenager that he should not mess around in such a bad situation. In this world, he is not the king of knights who can resist thousands of troops with one person. In this world, he is just a weak boy, his ability to be sexually limited is greatly limited. You will lose your life!
There is no other way, he can only wait here quietly until nightfall. Those wolves on patrol were always tired, and that was Arthur's best chance to escape. Moreover, if he stayed honest, maybe he could take the opportunity to recover a little from the injury on his left shoulder?
After making up the idea, Arthur quietly touched the cave again. He sat on the big rock in the corner of the cave, watching the big silver wolf from a distance. The silver wolf was also strange. He was dozing off all day long, but he didn't wake up to show hostility to Arthur, and he didn't seem to be wary of Arthur at all. The young man had wanted to sneak over to assassinate the sleeping big wolf more than once, but he knew that his current body was limited by the ability, and he estimated that the probability of successful assassination was extremely low, so he had to give up. He doesn't want to turn his face with this big wolf for the time being. God knows what this wolf knows?
It took another half a day like this, and it was already dusk. Arthur's stomach started to growl, and even though he sat there all day, it seemed like it would take a lot of energy to heal the wound.
Arthur, who was a little hungry, began to feel even more overwhelmed. There was no food to eat in the cave, and it was impossible for him to run outside the cave to find something to eat. After all, there were a group of wolves outside the cave.
At this time, the big silver wolf, who had been sleeping in the lair all day, finally opened his eyes and got up from the ground.
Is it hungry too? Did it get up to attack Arthur and make Arthur its dinner? The young man couldn't help but feel nervous, and his right arm gripped his sword even harder.
But not so. The big silver wolf who had slept all day long yawned and walked out of the cave like this. A few minutes later, he came back with a fresh wild deer in his mouth - apparently his dinner.
Arthur looked at the big wolf suspiciously, watching as the wolf used his claws to fiddle with all the surrounding pyre and hay into a shape of a fire. The behavior of this wolf is really weird. Ordinary wild wolves eat the fresh meat immediately. How can they still play with so many tricks?
Isn't it possible, this big wild wolf intends to live, roasting the venison before eating it?
How could it be possible...
Even Arthur thought his guess was ridiculous, but he didn't expect that the next second, the big silver wolf really blew into the fire. Flames spewed out of his mouth, as if it was a kind of supernatural magic power, and the flames easily ignited the firewood and fodder, and really turned into a fire.
A stunned Arthur saw the wolf drag the dead deer to the fire to roast. Its claws are actually quite clumsy. Of course, it is impossible to build a grill to grill meat, but it uses its mouth to divide the wild deer into dozens of pieces of meat, and puts it next to the fire like this, using the heat from the edge of the fire a little bit Roast the meat thoroughly.
This wolf is roasting meat, really! What the **** is going on here? Is this big silver wolf really just a beast, not some kind of demon? !
With the help of the heat of the flame, a portion of the venison has been cooked on one side. And an even more bizarre thing happened. The big silver wolf actually moved the roasted meat with its mouth, overturned the roasted side, and let the uncooked side continue to receive the heat of the flame!
Seeing this, Arthur can already be 100% sure that this wild wolf definitely has an intelligence close to that of a human. Moreover, the wolf also eats cooked meat, which is very contrary to natural logic. This wolf is either some kind of monster or some kind of demon.
"What the **** are you?" Arthur couldn't help asking, and he knew that the other party would understand him: "Show your true colors! Or I'll..."
Clap. Not only did the silver wolf not answer Arthur, but he also picked up a roasted leg of lamb and threw it in front of Arthur.
Arthur frowned, not knowing how to react better.
The lamb shank has been roasted to the point where the outside is charred and the inside is tender, steaming hot steam. The melted suet on its surface leaves an oil film on the sheepskin, which reflects a fiery red light under the light of the flame. .
Perhaps it wasn't fully cooked on the inside, and Arthur could see a hint of pink from the gaps in the meat. However, at this moment, Arthur is indeed hungry to a level where he can eat raw meat, let alone a roasted leg of lamb?
Grumbling---------The juvenile's hungry stomach is rumbling, again. Arthur looked over and found that the silver wolf was already eating roast mutton in big mouthfuls, and he didn't pay any attention to Arthur at all. It will throw the leg of lamb to Arthur to eat, which is obviously a move made when there is no shortage of food, and the silver wolf will definitely not have any bad ideas for Arthur when it is full.
So, this leg of lamb is not eaten for nothing, so why refuse it. Arthur put down the sword, without thinking much, picking up the leg of lamb is a meal.
Without the seasoning of salt and pepper, the lamb shank is full of original savory taste, which is a bit difficult to eat. However, this is lamb roasted by a wolf, and it is already very good to be roasted to this point. Arthur can almost feel the food he eats turning into nutrients and energy in his body, and can also feel that these nutrients and energy are regenerating him, repairing the wound on his shoulder, and making him stronger when he is weak. .....a little bit.
However, while eating the roast leg of lamb like this, a burst of abundance blew in from outside the cave, causing Arthur to shudder. This is not accidental but inevitable, because there is a zenith hole on the top of the cave to exhaust the smoke from the campfire. This cave is a natural stove with its own chimney. He would choose to live in such a place, this silver wolf is really smart.
However, the rest of the cave is quite cold unless you're near the fire for warmth. Under the constant blowing of this cold wind, Arthur couldn't help shivering, and even lost his interest in continuing to eat dinner.
Then the big silver wolf stopped again~IndoMTL.com~ sitting in front of the fire with small hands in his hands, just staring at Arthur. It's inviting Arthur to come over and warm up over the fire. The boy frowned again. This wolf has become a fine, in addition to not knowing how to speak, what else does it understand?
However, it seems that getting warm by getting close to the fire doesn't make any sense. Seeing that the silver wolf is not malicious, Arthur even shares the food with him, so he gradually believes in the beast. He approached the fire and sat down, baked the fire, and the heat of the flame began to spread to his body, bringing incomparable comfort.
"Oh..." Arthur breathed a sigh of relief. It made his nerves tense, and the long day seemed to be coming to an end.
At this moment, however, the silver wolf gave Arthur a sly smile, a rather strange smile. The sun was setting, the night was deep, and the moonlight shot down from the small hole in the zenith of the wolf cave on the branches of the moon, and fell on the forehead of the big silver wolf.
"Ah uu------------------------------------!!" The big silver wolf is hearty The mayor snorted.
The shadow of the moon is reflected in its eyes. Staring at the moon, it began to change.