Chapter 362
After thinking about it, John still made no move.
He stayed in the tree for a long time, the sky was dim and bright.
The hair on Pekel's body hanging next to him gradually faded, revealing the original appearance of a woman.
White skin, some brown freckles on face, brown hair.
As he turned back into a human, Pekel gradually woke up.
The swamp werewolf huddled in a bush and finally transformed into a young man.
"Is this?" Pekel opened his eyes drowsily.
She thought she had killed someone again, and she was about to burst into tears. When she lowered her head, she saw that her legs were dangling in the air, and her body was being strangled by the rope in great pain.
"Peckel."
A call from under the tree made Pekel realize where he was.
It's there, that nightmare place.
Pekel saw the young man and let out a piercing scream.
When the young man saw Pekel's distant and frightened look, he took two steps back hurt.
"Werewolf, say your name." John sat cross-legged in the tree, holding his cheek with one hand.
Only then did the young man notice that there was another person.
His eyes flashed across the sword on John's back, and his heart gradually sank.
"My name is Mullen. Sir, can you put Pekel down first?"
"Maren?" John smiled slightly, "Interesting."
He raised his hand and brushed the rope, and a handful of flames burned, burning the rope.
Pekel screamed, and Mullen rushed over to catch Pekel without thinking.
"Get away, get away quickly!" Pekel struggled with a cry, "Stay away from me, you disgusting monster."
Mullen stood up and walked away quickly. Pekel took off the loose rope and was about to leave.
"Pekel, don't you want to know the truth?"
A voice made Pekel stop.
She looked up at the person on the tree and asked aloud: "Who are you?"
"You can call me Yadani," John shrugged, "I'm just a witcher."
"Demon hunter?!" Pekel and Mullen's expressions changed.
Maren, in particular, took out a wooden stick as thick as a rolling pin from nowhere, which seemed to be a magic wand.
"No wonder you are called a wolf witch, you really know magic." John looked at Maren in surprise.
Werewolves have been despised in the magical world since ancient times. It is really surprising that magic can be learned during this period.
Mullen tightened his wand, and Pekel mistakenly thought he was going to hurt him, so he screamed and ran to hide behind a tree.
John jumped down from the tree, well, his feet were a little numb.
He stared at Mullen's wand and asked curiously, "What magic do you know?"
"The magic I know is beyond your imagination." Maren said as if this would make him more confident.
"Okay," John moved his body, walked towards Mullen, stretched out his hand and said, "I have some questions that I need you to answer."
"Don't come over!" Malen shouted with anger and anger.
John raised his hand impatiently and used the object-taking magic.
Maren didn't expect the witcher to have magic, so he was dragged away.
Choking Maren's neck, John's eyes turned into vertical pupils, "Don't challenge my patience, wizard."
The rolling pin-like wand was snatched away by John, who threw the man under the tree, pulled out his sword and threw it over.
The silver sword tip penetrated the tree trunk, making Maren sweat drop.
Even Pekel behind the tree was startled.
As long as this sword is a little higher, it will be one sword and two wolves.
Later, John heard a different story from Mullen.
He is a wizard who was bitten by a werewolf during a trip and turned into a werewolf.
Every time he transforms into a werewolf, Maren goes to a place where no one is around to spend the full moon.
Only once did he accidentally hurt someone.
That was when Pekel appeared, near dawn and the full moon was about to pass.
When Pekel appeared, Mullen regained some of his sanity. After biting Pekel, he immediately used his wand to heal him.
In the confusion, some herbs were mixed together and given to Pekel.
Later, out of guilt, he wanted to take Pekel away, but the village chief tried his best to stop him.
Uneasy, he had to live in the swamp.
However, he would also transform during the full moon and could not stop Pekel, so he had to spread the werewolf information silently.
The intention is to drive away the werewolves with the help of others.
"You actually asked someone else to kill me?" Pekel couldn't believe it. "I thought you liked me."
Maren turned his head away, not daring to look at Pekel's face and said, "It will be very painful for you to do this."
"I know you, Pekel, you are a kind girl and don't want to become a monster like me."
Pekel covered his mouth, wondering if he was moved.
Rolling pin in hand, John finished listening to Mullen's story.
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Alexey looked a little embarrassed.
Anton didn't open the pot and asked: "So you didn't ask before?"
Alexey coughed twice, "Facing a werewolf, how do I know what he said?"
"Yadani has a sensitive and delicate heart." His grandfather said with emotion, "Just like his mother, my daughter."
The other uncles all agreed that this nephew had perfectly inherited Mrs. Wick's advantages.
What?
Watson Wick's?
He just contributes some of his manly qualities and what advantages he can have.
Just a tool man.
More than the gringo, they wanted to know what John's choice was.
With the Jovonovich family watching, John made his choice.
After learning that Mullen was cursed, Pekel also understood that it was not Mullen's intention to be bitten that day.
She was so moved that she gave Maren a slap in the face.
"You bastard, ask someone to kill me."
Mullen suffered in silence.
Now it was John's decision time.
Should we kill the werewolves to eliminate the trouble, or let them go?
As a witcher, John would kill them without hesitation.
But as a wizard...
He pulled out the sword from the tree and pointed the bright sword tip at the two of them.
"Pekel, even though you turned into a werewolf by accident, you still bit the villagers to death."
Pekel came out and knelt down. She blamed herself: "Witcher, I feel guilty for the mistakes I made."
John put the sword on her slender neck, and Pekel closed his eyes and faced death calmly.
Mullen struggled, feeling like he was the culprit.
"Wait a minute," Maren ran over and knelt down, "I am the cause of everything. If it hadn't been for my arrival, Pekel would not have turned into a werewolf."
"If you want to kill, just kill me!"
As soon as he finished speaking righteously, John passed the sword through his body.
John smiled and said: "Do you think I will let you go?"
Mullen was stunned.
John pulled out the sword and Mullen fell in a pool of blood.
Pekel screamed and rushed forward.
The passage of life left Mullen in a daze. He touched Pekel's cheek with trembling hands and said, "Pekel, forgive me."
"I forgive you, Maren, please, don't die."
Pekel responded with tears in his eyes, begging Maren not to die.
They staged a drama of pain, and John was speechless, "You are a wizard, and being stabbed by a sword is not fatal."
Mullen, who originally thought he was going to die, was stunned. He raised his head with difficulty and saw that John had no intention of finishing the attack.
He asked fearfully, "What on earth are you going to do?"
John glanced at Pekel. When Pekel was at a loss, John's sword also penetrated her.
The sharp blade passed through her abdomen and was pulled out cleanly.
"As punishment, you need to leave the village from now on," John shook off the blood on his sword.
He didn't use the third sword.
This scene surprised and delighted Mullen. At the same time, he didn't understand why John, a demon hunter, gave up on his uncontrollable werewolf.
Even the grandfather's family who were watching didn't understand that letting the werewolf go would mean that it would lose control and cause damage in the future.
At this moment, my grandfather even thought that John was too soft-hearted.
But John smiled slightly and said, "Werewolves, of course there is a solution."
As one of the inventors of Wolfsbane potion, John glanced at the herbs.
"However, human lives need to be carried by someone." He looked at Pekel and said indifferently: "You need to earn enough one hundred gold coins as compensation for those who were killed by you."
One hundred gold coins, in this period, this amount of money is enough to make people forget their hatred.
You must know that the whole village only has ten gold coins to raise money to kill the werewolf.
This matter is extremely difficult. If Pekel doesn't want to die, this is the only way.
"Pekel, I will always be with you."
"Maren..."
Mullen held Pekel's bleeding abdomen, the two looked at each other affectionately, and finally agreed.
At this moment, a white light emerged from the two men and injected into the runes on the swords.
A rune was lit.
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Chapter 389 I got the call
John got it.
