Werewolf Survival in Apocalypse chapter 22

Qualities of a King. Elemental power of winter (3)

Qualities of a King. Elemental power of winter (3)

If it weren’t for the quick response in winter at the time.

She may not have been here already.

In the end, Yuhwarin’s mother, who allowed the smell of winter’s fur, set the limit.

She has only herself and her two sisters.

So winter is.

I needed to get this kinsman’s smell out of my fur.

Sabak. Sabak.

With those little paws, let’s walk through the middle of the realm where the orcs were mercilessly slaughtered just a moment ago.

The eyes of the werewolves are naturally drawn to him.

“How?”

All of them look puzzled.

But Winter casually stood in front of a puddle of blood spilled by a dead orc.

Dive!

I immersed myself in it. With the momentum of almost throwing himself.

“Hiyaaak!”

Abnormal behavior out of the blue.

The other werewolves, startled by him, hurriedly ran.

But before they can pull him out of the pool of blood.

It was after winter had already spread to the extent that the whole body was drenched.

The sudden action of that winter naturally provoked a furious reaction from the entire group.

A smile Ah, as if her feet were on fire, she ran hastily and pulled Winter out of her puddle.

She looked around the winter and showed signs of her concern.

“How?”

Of course, the reward came with great results.

As he was proud of, his rich blue fur was soaked with red blood, to the point of dripping blood.

‘Excellent results.’

With his tongue sticking out, Winter felt a strong sense of satisfaction.

Of course the stench? Needless to say, it was awful.

But more than that, great results came.

‘Because I took out all the smells of other people that were buried there. It’s better this way.’

If you do this, the smell of the orc’s blood will bury all of your fellow countrymen’s body odors.

The stench of the orcs cut in the pool of blood was tremendous.

However, if there was something unexpected even in such a winter.

It was that the stench rising from the blood-stained fur was beyond his imagination.

‘Oops, the smell!’

What kind of a bastard’s stench is this thick?

Besides, is it because his sense of smell is incomparably better than that of normal humans?

It was even more so.

I felt dizzy.

[Woah!]

Winter made me sick.

Misoah.

She was shocked and at a loss what to do.

But she seemed to be remembering the situation from before, so she couldn’t bear to touch him and seemed to be struggling.

An attitude of worrying that the jar of shrines he was enshrining might have been cracked.

The appearance of mercilessly tearing the ferocious orc from just a moment ago had already disappeared without a trace.

But Soyul’s reaction was more.

It seems that the memories of Yuhwa Lin, the mother of winter, had already been completely erased from her head.

It was to the extent that I immediately embraced him without the slightest hesitation.

It was a completely different story from Misoa, who was embarrassed by her side but couldn’t even touch her.

Even in such a hurry.

She knows that she smiles at all, so urgently that he kicks her puck with her sturdy buttocks and pushes her away.

“Ha, how-!!”

But Soyul couldn’t help it either.

The smell of winter, which smells worse than water from washing a mop.

She immediately vomited.

Eventually.

Unknowingly, she had to let go of her winter from her hands.

But they didn’t know.

Still, winter’s incomprehensible behavior did not end here.

Winter brings tears to my eyes at the faraway smell.

Stumbled and took a step.

‘Oh, I came all the way here anyway. There’s nothing to be afraid of anymore.’

My whole body was already cut by that terrible stench.

Even if it gets a little dirtier here, Gros didn’t mind.

The winter that hesitantly approached.

Soon, while paying attention to the gazes of the other groups around him, he secretly picked up a piece of orc’s flesh.

[·······.]

A chunk of filthy orc meat that gives off a stench.

Winter stared at it silently for a while.

Within-.

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[·······.]

A chunk of filthy orc meat that gives off a stench.

Winter stared at it silently for a while.

Soon, without anyone stopping him, he grabbed it and ate it.

[Woah!]

I had to vomit and spit it out right away.

With a bang, the bloody orc flesh that had fallen clumped together with the soil and tumbled.

However, in winter, there was no time to pay attention to such chunks of meat.

Because he was busy wiping his tongue with his forepaw several times with his tongue sticking out for a long time.

[Wow! Ooh!]

He retched constantly.

I was so shocked that I had tears in my eyes.

‘Ouch! What is this?’

It was a terrible stench.

For a moment, my tongue and even my nose tingled when I bit into the meat.

I’d rather be like this, it was even worse than the rat man meat I ate the other day.

‘This, can’t you wash it? Woo-wook! It’s so disgusting that it can’t even be compared to a little bit of blood!’

I vomit.

Especially, it seemed even more so because of the developed sense of smell unique to werewolves.

Purr!

He shook his head.

‘Ugh, what kind of things are there?’

Well, even in my last life, the stench of orcs was unusual.

The goblins who rummaged through trash cans on the streets in the ruins weren’t even this good.

In the devastated streets where nothing was left after they swept through them, a terrible fishy smell would linger.

The body odor remaining in the air was enough to tell the detriment, so it was only natural that the stench would emanate even more than chewing the flesh.

I can’t quite remember it, but it’s probably because testosterone, an exceptionally unusual male hormone, and some other things worked more actively in the body of an orc than a human.

It gave off a species-specific odor that would have to be described as a truly stench.

It was also the reason why humans, or other animals or monsters, hated orcs.

But in winter.

In the end, he put a chunk of orc’s flesh in his mouth and started chewing it.

[Wow!]

He retched several times.

At the disgust of the meat rolling over the jagged tongue,

Instead of soaring animal instincts like when chewing other raw meat.

On the contrary, only the thought of spitting it out soared.

My chest thumped and I vomited rejection.

“Hey!”

Soyul, who was next to him, was startled and grabbed his legs at once and started to shake them upside down.

It was as if he was telling me to vomit up what I was eating right now.

Orc meat.

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That was something that those werewolves, with their excellent sense of smell, wouldn’t even dare to take it into their mouths.

It’s disgusting and dirty.

I don’t even want to mess with it.

I was surprised to see Winter putting such things into his mouth blindly, so I couldn’t help but faint.

Soyul gave up and grabbed Winter’s leg with both hands.

Put it upside down as it is! Pak! Shook vigorously.

‘Vomit! Vomit it!’

···. It seemed like he was saying that.

[Wow! Ooh!]

But even in the middle of that winter, he had no intention of spitting it out.

Despite the fierce action of Soyul, he just swallowed the meat with his throat.

‘This, you can’t spit this out. It must be swallowed unconditionally. As long as I eat it, the attributes will come into my hands!’

The one who picks up the winter upside down and pushes it to spit it out with all its might.

The one who forcibly swallowed it down his throat even though he knew it was disgusting.

“Hiyaaa!!”

The skirmish came to an end when Misoah, stunned by Soyul’s sudden action, came running.

She grabbed Soyul’s wrist and blocked it.

Her eyes reddened with a hiss, like a cat raising its blade.

“How!”

Soyul was in a hurry in her own way.

She shove her back into her station despite her miso’s interfering action.

Werewolves eat orcs?

That’s gross. It’s like a freak.

A young Soyul who was originally not interested in other members of the group.

If she had done something like this, she wouldn’t have even looked at her, but winter was different.

Yuhwarin’s offspring and only male, Winter is the treasure of the group.

“Hiyaaak!”

“How!”

The two tossed and turned, struggling to steal winter from each other.

But even so, I couldn’t use her power recklessly.

Because she, who has the strength to break even rocks, snatched Winter, a very delicate pup, with all her might, and the result was nothing to think about.

In the end, Misoah had no choice but to glare at Soyul with a sigh.

Of course.

“How?”

Already, Soyul’s main interest was Winter, not Misoa.

She asked, caressing the back of Winter.

And in the end, in between-.

Winter’s actions brought forth an answer in the name of success.

‘Keep it up!’

The result of putting all my effort into it.

Gulp.

Winter was finally able to pass that disgusting lump of flesh down his throat.

As the goo of poison rode down his stomach, he was able to recognize the shape of his esophagus.

I could feel that intense fighting from the other side of my throat.

And right after that.

The ring.

I’ve heard of it many times before.

A message floated in front of him with a refreshing sound.

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