Qualities of a King. Elemental power of winter (2)
“Ha, howuu-·······.”
With your ears drooping.
At the sight of werewolves stepping back.
The calm winter had to work hard to appease the surprised opponent.
So winter.
I had to do aegyo that couldn’t be done by opening my mouth that couldn’t be opened.
If possible, while being as friendly as possible.
Winter, standing at the forefront, approached the hesitant Soyul.
[Aww.]
Sweet.
He let out a mild sound and rubbed his body against her body.
As if expressing intimacy or not being surprised at all with your whole body.
Is it because of his act of revealing such an expression of intimacy?
If not, is it because of his composure?
“After, after…?”
A look of bewilderment soon appeared on Soyul’s face.
It started to change slowly into a weak fulfillment, and then it can be seen that it changes into a boisterous laugh.
‘Oh. It works.’
Winter confirmed that it is effective enough.
Once again, he showed the closeness he had shown just before.
As if he didn’t pay any attention to the bloody scenery in front of him.
I licked Soyul’s bloody hands with my little tongue.
Now then.
“Ha, ha uh uh-.”
The smile on Soyul’s face grew even thicker.
It even reminded me of red.
“How!”
In the end, it seemed that he couldn’t stand the surge of intense emotions.
She embraced winter tightly.
Then, on the soft fur of the winter that I pulled up with all my might.
She rubbed her own face.
His hair soon began to get tangled with the thick blood that had been smeared all over her body.
Winter just laughed at himself.
‘…What.’
Seeing her frantically rubbing herself, as if she was going to solve a grudge she had never rubbed before.
He decided to be content with that.
‘If this is a good thing, let’s leave it like this.’
Soyul.
It was a well-known fact that she had been working hard for everyone in the group, including Winter and her sister.
Of course, it wasn’t just Soyul.
Didn’t she, as well as Miso and others, guard the front of her crypt every day, forcibly enduring even her drowsiness?
The hard work the pack has done for their young has been seen firsthand.
If only this amount of compensation could be solved.
Rather, winter could do anything.
Because it’s winter.
Immediately, Soyul approached Misoah, who was watching the winter with her saliva dripping from behind her.
Then, she rubbed her own body against Misoah’s white calf.
Then, I see Misoah shaking her body as if she is in a good mood.
Her drooping ears and even the puckering of her tail were visible.
‘By the way.’
Winter quickly forgot his previous anger, looking up at her blushing smiling smile ah.
I had a different idea.
‘I don’t think even my mother will go over it like the last time if I leave such a strong body odor on my fur.’
[·······.]
Then, he suddenly saw an orc’s blood pool.
Soon, a good idea came to my mind.
‘No, I don’t think it has anything to do with it.’
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Kwaang-!
Something like a cannonball falls from the sky as if it were crashing into the middle of the forest.
But before long.
It crashed and fell, then kicked off the ground with all its might, leaping to an enormous height of tens of meters and moving far away again.
There was not one or two such beings.
It was a considerable number of individuals, well over a dozen.
Each of them had a wild boar as big as a house draped over their shoulders.
The identity of those returning to the nest was none other than werewolves.
They werewolves.
And while standing at the head of the group, her mother, Yuhua Lin, was quickly shooting her ground like an arrow.
Her Suddenly, sensing a subtle smell flowing through her nose, she stopped.
[Sniff.]
Through her nose, she smells a rather strong smell.
In the presence of that subtle thing, she sucked in the smells around her even more and pushed them deep into her lungs.
And I noticed.
This was a stench.
A disgusting stench and fishy smell that stings your nose.
Everyone in her group, including her, has smelled this smell at least once.
I couldn’t help but know.
Because it was a very common smell in the natural world.
There was no doubt that this must have belonged to an ‘orc’.
They spread widely not only in the area of the forest area where they usually stay, but also in the ruins of the collapsed downtown.
Their sense of smell is keen.
But at the same time, it was also sharp.
A group of werewolves, including Yuhwarin, noticed the direction of the orc’s terrible stench at once.
This was the smell coming from the direction of their nest.
‘A group of orcs invaded the realm.’
The shapes on their faces that noticed that fact.
It was so viciously distorted that I was afraid to even dare to face it.
In normal times, I wouldn’t have cared too much.
They werewolves were predators who had risen to the top of a well-established pyramid.
Orcs and other miscellaneous things were enough to handle even if a few people flocked to them.
But this time it was a little different.
There were precious pups staying in their territory.
If it was natural, it would be natural.
These werewolves, who live in a pack, have a strong sense of fellowship toward the pack and affection for their children that is incomparable to other species.
The reaction that followed as a result was also quite natural.
[Kurrureu-!]
Breaking out all the vicious spirit.
Quaang!!
Yuhwarin and the pack of werewolves soon increased their running speed.
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‘…Come to think of it.’
The winter that rubbed her head against her, Misoah’s leg.
Suddenly, an idea came to my mind.
‘If it had been the original me, I wouldn’t have been able to be this calm.’
Originally, he was a survivor in the apocalypse wandering around the ruins.
At the time he wandered around the world, he always put survival first. He
He used to act on the premise that he would run away from any threat.
Later on, whenever I heard a sound, I would reflexively move.
Avoiding threats to survival.
That was his preferred behavior in the winter, when he was a survivor.
By the way… Now it’s definitely ‘no.’
‘Even though I knew it was dangerous, I didn’t even feel anything special, let alone think that I had to run. As if it doesn’t feel like much of a danger.’
Of course, it wasn’t just winter.
The same was true of his two sisters, Yui and Yumi, who were with him in the dungeon right away.
Not one of them was frightened or overly wary of the appearance of the orcs.
It’s easy to say.
It also meant that he didn’t even regard the other person’s existence as a threat.
‘It’s proof that my instincts are trusting the herd’s safety.’
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Only then did Winter realize that his spirit was not the same as before.
‘When the body is different, the mind is bound to change accordingly.’
It was a natural change.
Now Winter realizes that he is not what he used to be.
That he is nothing more than inheriting his memories from the past.
This may not seem like a big deal, but in reality it suggests that there are many differences.
‘I have a different way of thinking than I did back then. I’m no longer human.’
As long as there are groups of adults protecting their young together in the realm.
It was unlikely that he or his sisters would feel threatened.
To the extent that his instincts do not even ring the alarm bells for danger.
Around that time.
The winter that seemed to be coming soon fell from Misoah’s side.
“Howuuu…”
It seems that such winter behavior was somewhat regrettable.
Misoa looked at him and licked her lips.
Of course, it wasn’t just Misoah and Soyul and the other two of her kind, too.
I thought winter was good enough.
It is also not good to stay too close.
‘If their fur completely absorbs their scent, I don’t know, but those two will definitely be in trouble.’
Even now, Yeosil still remembers how her mother, Yuhwarin, reacted in winter.
It was such a clear memory that I can recall it even if I close my eyes.
It’s not that it’s not, it’s just that as soon as they know they’ve touched the winter, they beat the two without a back and forth.
If you think about it, he completely revealed his fierce and ferocious appearance, which he had never shown before in front of winter.
If you think about it a little, you can understand it.
His mother, Yuhua Lin, never allows access to her offspring.
Even if they are members of the same group.
‘It was to the point where I thought I could really die if I was caught doing something like that again next time.’