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The general story went like this. Mengdie pondered the information she received and found something strange, asking, "Granny, since these wolves come every few days, why haven't you done any defensive preparations?"

Granny Gluma sighed deeply, her expression filled with sorrow, "Prepare, how could we not? We erected wire fences around the village and set traps everywhere. But no matter what traps we set, the 'Blue Demon' always saw through them and avoided them. Even the soldiers who entered the forest were probably annihilated so quickly under the attack commanded by the 'Blue Demon'..."

"Blue Demon?" Mengdie heard this name for the third time that day.

"Yes, the Blue Demon... It's the leader of those wolves. Most wolves are grey, but that one is blue. It's not only larger than the average wolf but also incredibly intelligent. Its cunning and brutality are the worst among all the wolves!!!"

Mentioning the Blue Demon caused Granny Gluma's face to pale instantly! She curled up, her eyes darting around in fear as if the bloodthirsty Blue Demon might pounce on her from the darkness!

That was all the information they could get. It seemed they were up against a pack of unusually cunning and cruel wolves with considerable intelligence.

Mengdie sighed helplessly, standing up and pacing the room, thinking about how to deal with the wolf pack. As it was getting late, setting up traps now might not be very effective and could be easily detected... Well then, let's rest well and prepare to face a possible battle tonight!

Once she made up her mind, Mengdie relaxed and stretched. Her tail straightened with the stretch and gently quivered. Glancing at Nia, she noticed the girl's eyes were fixed on her tail again.

"Oh, right! Granny, you mentioned you have a son, where is he?"

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Mengdie flicked her tail, swatting Nia's mischievous hand away, and asked Granny Gluma with a smile.

At the mention of her son, Granny Gluma's eyes brightened with pride, "Ah, my son is a busy man! He's working for a wealthy family and can only come home once a month. Oh! Father Cotton, since you're planning to hunt wolves, can you take my son with you? He's coming home tonight!"

Father Cotton's brow furrowed. Clearly, he was hesitant.

"Umm... ma'am, is your son a mercenary? It's dangerous for ordinary people to get involved... cough..."

"No, no! My son isn’t a mercenary, but he's very strong! Stronger than he was as a child!!!"

Granny Gluma's joy was evident as she spoke.

"You wouldn't believe it, but my son was very sickly as a child. He caught a plague. The city doctors said it shouldn't have been fatal, but he was born premature and always frail. He was so thin, almost just skin and bones. He caught the disease, and it began to spread in the village. Many people died, including his father. At that time, I even thought I would lose my precious son!"

Despite the sorrowful topic, there was no sadness in Granny Gluma's eyes. Clearly, something joyful had happened later that overshadowed the grief.

"But then, a mage came to our village. The mage used miraculous magic to cure everyone in the village! And my frail son received special attention from the mage, who promised to cure his weakness. I was reluctant to part with my son, but thinking of him no longer being weak, I agreed. And my hope wasn't misplaced!"

"Three years later, my son came back to see me. He was tall and strong, stronger than any man in the village! Then he said the mage had found him a good job, and he could only come home once a month, or sometimes not even for several months. What more could I ask for? My son was healthy, and he had a job! Oh, thank the Goddess, thank the Goddess's grace!"

Granny Gluma's excitement grew as she spoke. Tears of joy rolled down her weathered cheeks, dripping onto the table, too dense to dissipate...

This story intrigued Mengdie. A frail boy transformed into a strong man after encountering an unnamed mage, now with a mysterious job that kept him away from home? If possible, she really wanted to meet him. Her intuition told her this son was no ordinary character.

"Knock, knock, knock."

As they spoke of him, he appeared. As the evening sun filtered through the window, a strong knock sounded at the door. Granny Gluma's spirits lifted, and she sprang from her seat.

"Mom, I'm back." A voice came from outside.

"Coming, coming! Son, mom's opening the door!" Granny Gluma said with a beaming smile, walking briskly to the door and opening it, "Son, come in quickly! We have many guests today; they've helped your mom, and they're all distinguished people! Come and meet everyone!"

"Oh? Really? Thank you all so much for helping my mother..."

The tall figure outside spoke as he entered. But suddenly, his words stopped abruptly, and the joy on his face was replaced by an inexplicable hatred and anger! In contrast, Xiu and Father Cotton showed little surprise, while Mengdie, Edward, and Nia all stood up in shock, their nerves on edge.

"Vibba?!"

"You?!?!"

Standing before them was none other than Vibba, one of the four generals of the Black Flame Snake, who Mengdie had taken an eye and an arm from, and whose physique had significantly diminished.

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