Chapter 227: 227 Eighth person

Me and Helen surround the fallen bear with a liqueur a little further away.

With your neck and body just crying apart, it won't help if it's a demon, but just in case.

The other three want to know what's going on around them. It's not like there's another beast after this gap.

I've been watching for a while, but it still doesn't look like it's moving at all. Everyone slowly lay down their weapons.

"Guys, are you hurt?

That's what I said, but what I got back was a voice that would let the different tones know I was safe.

Well, because Helen cleaned it up in no time. There's no element of injury other than the fact that I rolled over to avoid an attack.

I feel like I've seen everyone, barely even bathed in returning blood, etc. Seeing that, my consciousness also switched from full alert to normal.

It was for a moment, but the tiredness of the one I was so worried about is getting worse.

I couldn't stop sitting on the spot.

"Was this bear about to demonize?

I expressed my doubts.

"I didn't really feel the magic of starvation."

And, says Liddy. So, you didn't become a demon?

"The one who got hungry with the big black bear has the habit of attacking one after the other when he finds his prey."

It was Thermia who went on like that. Some spiders have such a habit, but in mammals I don't think of it a bit.

Although I feel that this black forest is a habit because it has a relatively large number of prey and can afford it.

"What happens to the prey you renounce?

"Keep it up, whether you're lucky or not, if you were hungry when you came back, you'd be hungry"

How to hunt more prey and fill your belly anyway?

Even if you can't eat it up, you'll end up being a wolf and other animals, and even if you don't, the flesh that goes back to the soil will become nutrients in the forest.

Don't feel how nature works, like it's done well when you think about it, like it's not.

"Eizo."

If I was thinking about that, Thermia would talk to me with a voice that maintained some tension.

"What's up?

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"You better see what's going on with the prey this guy's supposed to have defeated."

I can't feel it anymore because of the smell of this guy's blood, but it smelled like blood at the time this guy showed up. If that's not his thing then, I'm pretty sure that's what this guy took down.

I don't know if it's a deer or a rabbit, but should I say that Thermia should confirm it?

As for the beginning and end of the bear, it was unanimous that it could not be made into ingredients but was left to the forest.

Previously, I went looking for it from here and knocked it down, so I thought it would be the sustenance to eat it, but this time it makes a difference to say encounter.

In other words, this defeat is a decision that the difference in numbers is entirely mutual.

When I dug up my root-growing ass and stood up, we all slowly proceeded to point to Thermia.

Slowly but not as physically walking, Thermia stopped her legs.

"Around here?

Thermia snorts silently when I hear her.

I signal everyone and move on to the search around, but not everyone else is nosy, regardless of Thermia and Krull. It is a story about the extent to which Liddy, who is knowledgeable about the forest, is somewhat prone to change.

Maybe Thermia will find it faster than we do.

Contrary to that intent, I heard voices.

We rush over. It was there...... no, it was the wolf who was there. It is also two heads. One was a fine adult with a large body body, but the area around the center of his body is mutilated.

Has it run out already, or does it not even work with Pickle? I saw Thermia chilling, but I shook my head to the side. Can't we go this way?

The other one is the Lord of the voices I have just heard. Pretty small of a body, a wolf of a good size to say wolf.

I don't know if it's him or her, but he's still making threats toward Cancún and this one anyway. Did the wolf that is out of business cover this wolf?

"You mean this girl?"

When I ask Thermia, she snorts. A wolf who lost his parents. I don't know if another beast that came by with the smell of blood would protect another herd of children, even if it were a wolf.

Needless to say, if any other beast comes along.

It's suspicious that I can ignore the little life that I've noticed, if they say so.

When I look at Chirali and everyone, I have the same eyes I expected. I said with a sigh.

"Okay, let's help."

I concentrated on figuring out how to get this wolf out of here safely.

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