When the werewolf fled with Boriska, even Johan was honestly flabbergasted.
Who would have thought the monster would cut off his air supply.
But that thought soon changed.
Better this way.
Boriska had committed a fraud, and Johan had no intention of spreading it far and wide. This was an event organized by the Duke, and it concerned the Dukes prestige and honor.
For Johan to act recklessly at such an event was dangerous.
He must speak to the Duke first!
The Duke, being a wise man who knows right from wrong, would understand why Johan spoke first. He would make an appropriate decision.
Johans aim wasnt to expose the dishonorable knight and punish him. It was enough for Johan to succeed in the hunt and earn the Dukes trust.
I may not know much about the Petreo family, but they must be quite wealthy if they can hire rcenaries and travel with knights.
Hiring rcenaries and even feeding the knights they traveled with ant they couldnt be short of money. Achladda nodded.
Theyre quite a famous family.
Though they wouldnt dare co forward in this case, having committed fraud themselves, human hearts are not so simple. If we had killed them, they would have held a grudge against us. Neither you nor I are on particularly good terms.
Haha. Theyre more likely to dislike than Sir Knight.
But if a monster killed the knight, and we not only dealt with the monster but also properly handled the knights body, who would hold a grudge? Wed rather be thanked.
At Johans words, Achladda looked intrigued. The way of thinking of tribes outside the Empire, clearly dividing life and death, allies and enemies, differed from Johans in these aspects.
And among the knights, few could make such a decision.
Of course, such a decision was honorable even for a knight. But who could readily offer such a thing to a recently fierce opponent? Especially when the opponent had first acted despicably.
Johan asked, as if bewildered.
Is it that surprising?
Yes. Honestly, its surprising to see soone who was hunting so fiercely showing rcy!
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Johan had no answer to Achladdas words. This ti, he honestly acted a bit crazy.
Galambos desperately tracked the location. The resilience of the eastern patrolman, facing a life-threatening crisis, was astonishing. Thanks to him, the party was able to closely follow the Werewolf King.
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The Werewolf King, instead of entering the forest, ran across the adow, trying to find another hideout, but it was a poor decision. Thanks to that, the warriors dispersed in all directions, driving the werewolf.
Galambos also made a proper judgnt this ti. The Werewolf King persistently avoided fighting.
The chase that started when the moon set only ended at dawn. Both horses and n were exhausted, and the Werewolf King was completely drained.
As the creatures movents slowed, the centaurs finally shot their poisoned arrows to cut off its breath. Until then, they hadnt dared to aim because of its eerily agile movents.
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Depending on where the injury is, the value of the skin varies. Therefore, an experienced hunter would also be careful about the location of such wounds.
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Euclyia blushed and nodded. Her eyes were filled with a longing for blood and violence.
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However, the centaurs didnt need to step in. Johan approached the werewolf, knocked it down, then strangled it to death.
The watching centaurs were so surprised that they dropped their bows.
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