"Let me see, let me see!" Arecio leaned his head over, "Has he replied? Or is he sick? Hahahaha!"

Helgodon carried him on his back, and they were about to go to the depths of the mountains, where Behemoth sleeps. According to the military's instructions, of course a strong defense line must be set up here. The Saint has already passed through.

The cloak that once held the elves was removed. Dots of silver light were still stained on the cloak. A few elves were flying around them. The saint gently motioned the gryphon to approach the giant wolf, and then showed Arecio the interface of the communicator.

.

[The other party has disconnected.]

Hahahahaha!

Arecio is happy again.

Seeing that he was so happy, Helgodon was also curious about what was on the communicator. He put his big head towards the saint, and Lucius immediately drove the gryphon to distance himself from him, his disgust was palpable.

Helgodon: He cried with a "woof" sound.

Arecio touched that fluffy head and said that he couldn't argue with the psycho. He also lived with the psycho every day. If he really argued with him, he would be angry to death.

"Your frost wings are something your father doesn't have. The Behemoth of the Earth also has eight wings." Aresio said as he touched it, recalling the knowledge of gods he had heard thousands of years ago, "

It should be that he gave you a pair of wings and wanted you to grow into a qualified guardian as soon as possible."

Helgodon listened with his ears straightened up, and after a while, he let out a soft "ouch".

He has made a decision. This decision does not come from him personally, but from the werewolf king Helgodon. He wants to move the entire werewolf group out of the conservation center and return to the snowy land of their ancestors, where they will stay forever.

Run freely, while protecting the gods, you also strengthen yourself to deal with all possible crises.

He told Arecio about this decision. Arecio thought for a while and stretched out his hand as if to touch his head. However, the action stopped midway and instead gently patted the giant wolf on the shoulder.

The former is to treat children, the latter is to treat comrades-in-arms.

"If this is your decision, of course I will respect it." He said, his relief was palpable. "You have to shoulder most of the resistance yourself. Are you ready?"

The giant wolf roared back with a low roar.

"Yes." Arecio responded softly, "We will also help more or less. The Dark Creatures Alliance itself exists for times like this. You can do it with me and Lucy,

I will also say hello to anyone who can help."

He jumped directly from the back of the huge wave, spread out his bat wings, and flew towards the military convoy behind him. He talked with Crowvinson in a certain car, and the focus was on the werewolf relocation. When it was about to end,

He made a request that Clavinson didn't expect.

"Materials for the ceremony?" Clavinson was a little confused, "This should not be classified as military supplies, but if you put together similar materials, you should be able to build a venue... What do you want to do?"

From the corner of his eye, Arecio saw that the madman was also following him. He continued the topic and allowed the saint to sit down next to him.

"Helgodon hopes that the werewolves can be self-reliant in the snow. He is already a big boy with this idea." Aresio reached out to the neurotic. Because the neurotic was accustomed to carrying small space items with him, he put his things

Put it directly at the lunatic's place. Needless to say, Lucius took out what Aresio wanted from the space container and put it in his hand.

The gleaming translucent silver crown seems to be mixed with the moonlight and wind and snow, and the uneven edges of the animal teeth add to its rough beauty. Clavinson has seen this silver crown in the movie, so

He stood up in shock.

"This...this is..."

"The Crown of the Werewolf King." Aresio spoke concisely, "Lucius and I found it in the mine. Maybe this was once the snowy land of werewolves thousands of years ago. Fortunately, this silver crown was not damaged.

.”

The Sea of ​​the Dead under the Emerald Inland Sea cannot be exposed yet, because Lucy currently does not have a full grasp of the abilities there. If exposed in advance, she may be targeted. Finding it in the mine is a good excuse. At least Clavinson showed that he does not believe it.

suspect.

"Fortunately, I found it. What a wonderful symbol..." He carefully held up the silver crown, looked it up and down, and then sighed, "This is a huge encouragement to the entire werewolf tribe, and even all dark creatures."

Having said this, his expression suddenly became determined.

"Please rest assured! I will do my best to arrange the venue, and Marshal Olson will definitely agree to send people to help! By the way, I have a request, can this ceremony be..."

"You want to say 'live broadcast'?" Arecio guessed his thoughts and nodded simply, "I also mean that. It is not something that needs to be hidden. On the contrary, this is glory and a new starting point. I just

It can be regarded as an introduction to the current changes in the dark creatures. Only when they themselves become stronger and only when the outside world changes their view of them can the dark creatures truly move forward."

Crowvinson nodded deeply and could no longer agree.

"Then, I'll go get ready. Everything must be arranged before noon."

Arecio nodded and watched him leave. Then he turned his head and saw the psycho looking at him with a straight face. It was rare to see this hunter who had been trained by the temple and had standards of etiquette show such a lazy attitude. Arecio looked at him more.

Two glances, and then, the long-established immunity to good looks made him look away.

"Why are you looking at me? Why don't you leave? Go back and feed the cat."

"I just think you seem a little worried." Lucius said truthfully, "Your ideas seem to have changed a bit. Originally, you didn't care much about this kind of momentum-building activity."

Arecio didn't refute, he did change his mind.

"Theo is a difficult guy," he said. "If he wants to hit a target, attacking the target directly is even a secondary option. He will... change the entire environment of the target."

Lucius's memory has not been completely restored, and his understanding of Theo is limited to these few contacts, so when Arecio began to speak, he listened quietly.

"Do you mean that he will try to change the world's public opinion towards dark creatures?"

Arecio nodded.

"Yes, this is something he is likely to do. Maybe you will think it is very difficult, but..." His expression was a bit heavy, "Dark creatures have enjoyed preferential treatment for too long and have nothing to do. Those

I don’t have anything real in my hands at all.”

"Political achievements, military achievements, scientific research and technology...all are good, but none of them are good."

"If, I mean if, at the right time, there is news about dark creatures injuring people to death, and then someone discloses the preferential treatment received by dark creatures and the social resources they occupy... Of course, the premise of everything is that dark creatures

Its role in maintaining the balance of light and darkness has been shaken." He raised his head, looked at Lucius, and said softly, "The temple can even control the light collapse. If you give them time, it is not impossible."

Arecio is trying to get his thoughts close to Theo. He forces himself to think like this. This process is a bit disgusting to him, but he endures it. Because he is the one who knows Theo best, and he must predict for others.

Possible trends will sound the alarm again.

"A life of care and protection allows dark creatures to learn to look at the world innocently, but the world may not necessarily treat them innocently."

Arecio smiled.

"I am willing to be the mourning bird, to alert them and force them. In the past ten years, I have vowed to let them live some of the way they used to be."

There are some things he can only say to the psycho. After saying this, he will feel more relaxed. Aresio is a little sorry for passing some things on to the psycho. Just as he is about to say something, the saint suddenly stands up and comes to him. Arecio

Xiou raised his eyes blankly, his vision suddenly darkened, and half of the saint's cloak had fallen on his head.

Then there was a hand stroking his hair. The hand gently stroked it twice, and then Arecio heard a voice.

"Good bird." The saint praised with a smile, "but you forgot one thing."

He pushed aside his cloak, then half-knelt down, slightly looking up at Arecio who was sitting there.

He pointed to his head.

"You forgot, you have two heads, and one is here."

"You can use the brain in your body to think about what to eat tomorrow, which brand of cat food and canned food to buy, how to educate those children...and then use the rest of the brain I have here to think about Theo and the Temple.

"

Arecio looked at him blankly.

"There is only a little preparation that needs to be done. After all, we are two heads, and sometimes they don't communicate so well. You need to spend some time and tell everything about Theo in detail."

"But don't worry, most of the time, I can understand what you mean without saying much."

The saint tilted his head, and the platinum half-long hair that was tied up gently slid to one side.

"For example now."

He unbuttoned his collar.

"You want to bite me, right?"

*****

Lucius got out of the military vehicle. His collar had been straightened. He buttoned his cuffs with one hand and covered up the two bite marks on his wrist. Arecio went to find the children. If nothing happened, he

I'll probably find a quiet place to draw new emoticons.

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To make it into an animated picture, first it's dumbfounded, then suddenly its ears stand up, and finally it's like showing its little fangs happily.

Unfortunately, people from the military quickly found him.

"Mr. Lucius, you were talking with His Highness Arecio in the car just now, and I didn't dare to disturb you." He stood at attention and saluted, "Marshal Olson has something to discuss with you, and I need you to come over immediately."

Although Lucius was regretful, he vaguely guessed why the old marshal was looking for him, so he rushed there without much delay. The temporary camp had been set up, and the old marshal stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the map of the northern front.

At the sound of his approach, he turned around.

"You're here." The old marshal spoke concisely and to the point. He said softly after he had dismissed all the soldiers.

"Zhu Heng sent new news."

"He suspected that the Temple wanted to create negative news about the dark creatures."
To be continued...