When I asked them what they were planning to do, these two people, who I don’t even want to think of as my parents, looked at me as if they had no idea what I was talking about.
In the first place, I was annoyed at my question getting answered with another question. But more than that, I am annoyed at my parents, who couldn’t even understand this.
“Ha? How can you not know that? Tell me how you found out I was here. Come on.”
“Ra— Raffy, we came here because we heard… your howl.”
“Say it louder. I can’t hear you.”
“I knew, by your howl, that Raffy has come! That was it!”
“Why are you being so bossy? I knew what you said to me when you came here. You may say friendly things to me with your mouth, but deep down inside, you’re probably thinking the same things from back then, aren’t you?”
“Well, I’m here to destroy this village anyway, so it doesn’t matter now. That’s what the law of this settlement says about howling in the arena here, right? So I’m asking you what you’re planning to do. Parents or not, I don’t condone it, okay? In fact, I think there are some things I won’t tolerate because you’re my immediate family.”
“Aa-ak…”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
I was so angry at their attitude that I could not communicate with them. They were my parents, so I should be allowed to do what they had done to me unconditionally, so I couldn’t help but send a little bit of bloodlust toward them.
Then, the father got wet between the legs from the killing intent I had sent, and the mother crouched down like a shellfish and repeated words of apology.
There was no trace of the parents who had been so pompous back then, and I just felt sad for them.
“Well, I’m not an ogre, so I’ll let you choose between getting killed here or being crushed and becoming a slave to Master. Of course, those who tried to attack me earlier will also get the choice of being killed or becoming a slave here. Ahh, how sweet of me.”
Thus on this day, one of the White Wolf Tribe’s settlements was lost.
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What am I getting shown?
Despite giving the slaves a long vacation, Raffy, a white wolf tribe member, returned from her village on the second day. She asked me to come with her as she wanted to give me a souvenir, and when I arrived, there were hundreds of white wolfmen and wolfwomen with their left ears cut off in a row in front of me. For some reason, all the men had painfully thick thighs and looked as if they were having difficulty standing up.