William looked out of the fence.

A wild wolf, much larger than other wild wolves, stood proudly, with green eyes staring at William. Dozens of wild wolves were walking back and forth around it.

It seems that it is the leader of the wolf, William guessed in his heart.

He held the sword and walked slowly towards the wooden fence step by step.

Jacques Porter and Drake John showed shame on their faces, and they quickly stood up and followed William with all their steps.

There were also noises in the village, and fires appeared. It seemed that the villagers were awakened and rushed over in groups of three or five.

The head werewolf looked at the scene in the village in a sexual manner, paused for a moment, and a wolf howl roared out of its mouth again, "Aooo..."

Dozens of wild wolves surrounded them and ran into the forest without hesitation. They disappeared into the darkness soon, and even their voices were swallowed.

William then breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had the guidance of the Magic Mirror, killing more than a dozen wild wolves in a row was also very costly.

As soon as you relax, your whole body is soaked with sweat coming out.

At this time, the villagers also rushed over with torches made of firewood. When they saw the corpses of more than a dozen wild wolves on the ground, their faces turned pale.

"Ghost wolves in the dark forest? Aren't they moving deep in the forest? How could they run into the village?" A hunter in the small village of Nisse screamed.

William searched for reputation and spoke with a thin, middle-aged man.

"Ghost Wolf?"

"Yes, Lord Baron, ghost wolves usually live deep in the forest and near the swamp. They prefer wet and dark environments. Because the fur on their bodies naturally forms strange patterns, they are also called ghost wolves!" The middle-aged hunter explained to William.

"Hmm." This is not the key to tonight's problem.

William thought about it and asked the villagers again, "Has there ever been a wild beast attacking the village before?"

"No!" The villagers shook their heads without thinking.

"Lord Baron, because of the lizard man every winter, there are not many dangerous beasts on the edge of the forest. Over the years, the village of Nisse has encountered wild boars breaking into the fields and destroying rye. Some people in the village work together to drive the boars away!"

Adams took the initiative to answer William's question and said that leaving a good impression in the minds of the superiors has always been something he has been working tirelessly to do.

He didn't want a vulgar hunter to take the lead.

"Well!" William frowned into the word "Chuan". He looked back at the dark forest. "Then why did these ghost wolves come to the edge of the forest and attack them?"

William refers to Jacques Porter and Drake John.

No one answered William, only the whistling sound of the wind.

After a while, a villager replied unconfidently, "Master Baron, could it be attracted by that fire?"

Another one that attracted the attention of the Baron! Adams curled his lips in his heart, and was about to retort, but was taken first by the middle-aged hunter. "No, generally speaking, wild beasts are more afraid of things like flames! Moreover, ghost wolves usually live in the depths of the forest..."

Deep in the forest, it is a place where hunters dare not go in to hunt!

You may encounter lizard people anytime and anywhere, and you will be a extra meal for lizard people!

There was no useful answer! William's brows continued to frown, and he had no clue at all.

He looked at the dark forest, his eyes drifted, and finally landed on the simple wooden fence, and said expressionlessly, "The wooden fence is still too short!"

"If it was a high wall, these ghost wolves wouldn't jump in at all!"

The villagers looked at each other. How could it be that easy to have one wall or another high wall?

Besides, does it make sense?

Winter is coming.

"It's time to speed up!" William said to himself again.

His majestic gaze swept across the audience and said in a deep voice.

"From tomorrow, find what I want within three days, and the reward will be doubled, and more than three days, but find what I want within seven days, and the reward will be half. After seven days, find what I want, and the reward will be half!"

In other words, if you find the sticky soil within three days, you can get two francs silver coins, which will take more than three days, but if you find it within seven days, you can only get one franc silver coins and fifty Poole copper coins.

If you find the blue or milky white stone within three days, you can get two Aiju silver coins, which lasts more than three days, but if you find it within seven days, you can only get one Aiju silver coin plus one franc silver coin plus fifty Pull copper coins.

But if it exceeds seven days, then one franc silver coin will become half a franc silver coin, and one Aiju silver coin will become half a Aiju silver coin.

As soon as William finished speaking, the villagers became nervous. In the middle of the night, they were full of motivation. What's more, they took the steps and walked out of the village. They had to race against time!

However, the dark forest buried their courage, and the newly stepped foot shrank back at a faster speed.

They comforted themselves in their hearts that it would be fine to go earlier tomorrow! The Baron's reward would definitely be theirs!

William didn't care about them. After he finished speaking, he looked at the wolf corpses all over the ground, and then ordered them to deal with them, and then turned around and returned to the earthen house.

In my mind, the sharp voice of the Magic Mirror Spirit sounded.

"Absorb the souls of thirteen ghost wolfs, and the energy can be supplied to 18 days at present!"

William's eyes moved, then calmed down, lay on the bed, and continued to sleep in his clothes!

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In Patray City, Old John and Old Gret walked out of a shop with a look of distress.

Behind them was a businessman with a smile as a flower. He was wearing a gorgeous outer robe, with a sincere smile on his face, and was holding a big belly, but his face was as thin as his bones.

He promised confidently behind Old John and Old Gret, "Please rest assured! Everyone in the whole city of Patras knows the reputation of me. I will definitely deliver what you want on time and in quantity!"

"Yeah!" Old John made a heavy nasal sound, and he didn't look back.

Just now, he had just paid a deposit of 50 Pisci gold coins, and when Sius's small caravan transported the goods to the village of Nisse, he had to pay another 80 Pisci gold coins.

A total of 130 gold pizza coins!

This number is even more than the amount estimated by Old John himself! far exceeds!

Thirty Pisci gold coins are three hundred francs silver coins, and thirty thousand Pull copper coins.

How can such an amount make Old John happy?

However, Old John can't find those big chambers of commerce or caravans!

Because these big chambers of commerce or caravans have a deeper relationship with the owner of Will Castle.

Old John could not expose his purpose to the owner of Will Castle.

Although the owner of Will Castle doesn't necessarily care about these trivial matters!

But who knows what kind of things the nobles are!

Be careful, there is always nothing wrong with it! Old John comforts himself in his heart.

After leaving the shop where Xius was located for a long distance, Old John wanted to go back. He missed his son Drake. Looking around, he suddenly found that Old Gret's second son Andrew was not here.

"Where is your son?" Old John said angrily, "We are going back!"

"Sorry, Mr. John." Old Gret also looked around and replied, "He told me just now to visit a friend, and I believe he will be back soon!"

"Well!" Although Old John was dissatisfied, this was Patras, not the small village of Nessey, and there was no cornerstone of his power next to him - William was there, and Old Gret was a local snake. Old John still had a place to rely on him, so he could only whisper and wait for Andrew to come back impatiently!

Old Gret's brow also frowned slightly. Maybe he shouldn't let him leave his sight, rather than believing the lie that he would be back soon!

Where would he go? Old Grett was in deep thought.
Chapter completed!