"This, this is... a wolf?" Catherine looked around in horror. The top of the depression was filled with dense green light. One after another howls of wolves echoed around, and low, threatening growls passed into the girl's mouth from between her sharp teeth. in the ears.

"Damn it, go away, stay away from me!" Catherine took out two silver muskets from her waist and looked at the halo formed by the wolf eyes around her tremblingly. She didn't know how many wolves were nearby, but she knew He only has twenty rounds of ammunition.

As if seeing the girl's fear, the green light began to approach the bottom of the depression. A strong white wolf first caught Catherine's eyes. This bared fanged snow direwolf stared at her with fierce eyes. , threatening growls came from his throat from time to time.

"Don't come over, go back, get out of here!" Catherine raised the silver gun in her hand in fear and pulled the trigger. The white wolf took a sharp step back. The silver bullet missed the white wolf's nose by just a hair. Falling into the snow in front of it.

Catherine's attack angered the white wolf. It opened its big mouth and roared at Catherine. The surrounding wolves howled and swooped down towards Catherine from all directions.

Catherine didn't have time to think, she immediately raised her gun and pulled the trigger again and again. The flying silver bullets killed one direwolf after another in a pool of blood.

When ten bullets flew out in a ring around Catherine, ten direwolves fell to the ground, and the remaining wolves retreated temporarily.

"I think I have completely angered them..." Catherine held her breath and saw the ferocious murderous intent in the eyes of the wolves, like a group of soldiers whose comrades were killed, looking at their enemies with anger.

"Lilith, Lilith, where are you? Please help me! Mr. Rogge!"

Catherine looked around. The little owl had already disappeared, and Roger had no response. It seemed that only Catherine was left in the vast snowfield, and the vicious wolves surrounding her.

After a brief confrontation, the wolves charged again, and Catherine had no choice but to raise her gun and shoot again. Just when she killed a direwolf that rushed forward, a wolf suddenly emerged from the thick snow behind her. He got out and threw her to the ground.

Catherine, who was lying on the ground, kicked the wolf away with all her strength, turned over and sat up from the ground, only to find that she was completely surrounded by the wolves, and a big mouth full of sharp fangs came to bite her.

Suddenly, a soul-stirring roar came. A huge werewolf swooped up from behind the wolves, and let out an earth-shattering howl after landing.

The pack of wolves looked back at it in surprise. The werewolf took a step forward, opened its steel teeth and sharp mouth and roared fiercely at the alpha wolf. The alpha wolf stood there and hesitated for a moment, then flew towards the werewolf.

The werewolf turned sideways to allow the over-headed wolf to pounce, and swung his steel claws to knock the alpha wolf out of the air. The alpha wolf whined and fell to the snow. The other wolves panicked and turned around to disperse. The werewolf roared wildly and turned back. His fierce eyes fell on Catherine's pale face.

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"Oh, no..." Seeing the werewolf turn towards her, Catherine hurriedly stepped back in fear. She subconsciously raised the silver musket in her hand and aimed at the werewolf.

The werewolf turned around and stared at the black muzzle of her gun, striding towards her without fear. Catherine pulled the trigger in fear, but the flying silver bullet collided with the werewolf's hard claws, and the bullet fell on the snow. on the ground.

Catherine pulled the trigger again without hesitation, and the second silver bullet hit the werewolf's shoulder. The silver coating on the surface of the bullet caused a burning pain in the werewolf's shoulder.

It roared angrily and jumped towards Catherine. The girl pulled the trigger again in horror, only to find that she had no bullets.

"ah!!!"

The shrill screams echoed in the vast snowfield. Catherine, who was pushed to the ground by the huge claws, looked at the werewolf that was more than twice her size with a pale face, and her eyes were almost bursting. Staring at its snow-white mane under the moonlight.

"How could it be... you... it's you, you are the monster who killed my father!"

Catherine screamed in horror, struggled wildly with her hands, and kicked and hit the werewolf with all her strength, but her strength seemed so weak in front of the werewolf's indestructible skin.

Catherine's frantic shouting seemed to tire the werewolf. It grabbed Catherine's struggling arms and threw her into the snow not far away.

Catherine's body fell heavily to the snow. She was so dizzy from the fall that she quickly lost consciousness, leaving only pieces of falling white snow, which was still falling tirelessly.

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"Wake up, you lazy caterpillar, it's time to be eaten by the early bird!"

In the hazy state, she felt something sharp stinging her face. She subconsciously stretched out her hand to push it away, but her face was suddenly slapped hard by something, and then she heard a sharp sound. cried out.

The little owl's sharp claws stabbed Catherine hard on the forehead. The girl screamed and sat up suddenly from the ground. She covered her painful face and glanced resentfully at the little fur ball that flew to Roger's shoulder. She wished she could kill it. Roast it to satisfy your hungry stomach.

"Good morning, you don't look good."

After hearing Rogge's gentle greeting, Catherine relaxed her mood and looked around. The sky had turned white, and the unburned bonfire in front of her was still emitting smoke.

"Last night?" Catherine suddenly remembered what happened last night. She stayed for a moment, then suddenly grabbed Rogge's hand and shouted: "I saw it, the werewolf, it's here!"

"Werewolf?" Rogge was stunned for a moment, took off his gloves and put the back of his hand on her forehead and said, "Are you sick? Or are you having a nightmare?"

"I wasn't sick, and I wasn't dreaming. I really saw the werewolf that killed my father. The wolves attacked me last night. It drove away the wolves, but then attacked me again, and then..."

Catherine shouted incoherently, and suddenly saw the little owl on Rogge's shoulder, pointed at her and shouted: "Lilith can testify!"

"I didn't see any wolves or werewolves, but there was one Sleepyhead!" the little owl glanced at Catherine disdainfully and said.

"How could it be? I clearly saw it..." Catherine lowered her head at a loss and suddenly saw the two silver muskets at her waist. She hurriedly took them out and opened the chamber, only to find that not a single bullet had been lost inside. .

"Could it be that it was just a dream?" Catherine looked at the silver gun in confusion, then raised her head and looked around. The morning sun shone on the surrounding white snow, making her eyes dizzy.

"You must be overthinking. Maybe the encounter with the snowman the day before reminded you of the white-haired werewolf."

Rogge handed a roasted snow rabbit leg to Catherine and said: "Come on, eat it. We haven't eaten meat for some days. Although the magic dry food tastes good, eating it too often will make people feel uncomfortable." It’s a bit boring.”

Catherine nodded blankly and was about to reach out to take it, but Lilith flew forward first and took a hard bite on the rabbit leg.

Rogge reached out and grabbed the little furball and said, "Don't take other people's food to eat. You've already eaten enough! Little greedy boy!"

The little owl turned its head upside down in dissatisfaction, glared at Rogge and shouted: "This is obviously the hare I caught, why can't I take another bite?"

Rogge stuffed the rabbit leg meat into Catherine's hand, turned around and poked Lilith's belly and said, "If you continue to be so greedy, sooner or later you will become as fat as a wild boar! Are you ready? Little pig head eagle?"

When Lilith heard what he said, she transformed into a little girl and threw herself into Rogge's arms, beating him with her two small fists. Rogge lay on his back with the little guy in his arms and laughed.

While eating, Catherine looked at their intimacy and couldn't help but smile. The dream from last night gradually disappeared from her mind.

After breakfast, the three set off again to the north, crossing the snowfield and arriving at a frozen stream. Rogge used his sword to break the thin ice on the surface and dig out a hole in the ice for the three of them to drink water.

While Catherine and Lilith were huddled together grabbing water, Roger stood up and looked around both sides of the stream, and suddenly found a bright red bloodstain on the river not far away.