Vol 3 Chapter 36: no name

The bad wolves who saw the guy who charged up were cracked and stopped staring at the little boy, but cast their ferocious eyes on Horn who was watching from a distance.
They were eroded by the negative energy and swelled directly towards Horn, regardless of the strength gap between them and adults, but as soon as they rushed halfway, they all clipped their tails and made a whining sound and then turned and fled!
Compared to the invisible death beside the little boy, they were more afraid of the powerful aura in Horne.
Although they have become more ferocious, their animal instincts are still there, and they instinctively know that Horn before them is definitely not an existence they can contend!
But before they ran a few steps away, a faint electric spark flashed on their bodies, and after the crackling sound, these bad wolves had all died!
Now that they have shown violent violent erosion by negative energy, Horn can't let them go. The current bad wolves are very dangerous to ordinary people.
Horn can't protect everyone, but he doesn't mind solving some potential threats to ordinary people where he can. Of course, this is on the premise of not causing trouble to himself.
The little boy didn't look at Horn's side, and these bad wolves fell down and did not attract his attention.
He eats wolf meat and drinks wolf blood. Although it is difficult to swallow, he eats very seriously. After all, it is impossible to live without eating.
And Horne looked at that serious look and didn't know what his mood was in his heart. Anyway, he was not very good.
That blood-filled appearance looked terrible to others, but it looked pitiful to Horn. He decided to take the little boy away so that he could not stay here any longer.
There is no big touch, he just met the little boy.
Horn didn't know if the mood in his heart at the moment was because the little boy was a wild witch, maybe it was, maybe it wasn't but Horn had already made a decision.
Yes, the little boy is a wild witch, and should be a gift related to negative energy or the dead.
During this month, Horn learned how to identify wild witches among ordinary people from Ian. Although I can't see it at a glance like Ian, he can still be found under Horn's deliberate observation.
He has a hunch that he will see surprises in this little boy!
So Horn walked slowly towards the little boy.
"Don't come here." The little boy said loudly in an immature voice as he watched Horn coming over.
He didn't even look up when Horn killed the bad wolves just now, but he reminded him when he approached.
Should this mean that he is very wary of people or should he say that he is kind-hearted?
"why?"
Horn smiled gently at the little boy, but he didn't stop.
"Come here again, you will die, so please don't come here."
The little boy lowered his head again and began to eat the flesh and blood of the wild wolf. The most important thing is to eat enough. If he wants to eat after the corpse is cold, he will eat the hard frozen meat.
These days, he relied on a bad wolf to survive. He drank the snow water on the ground when he was thirsty, and ate wolf meat when he was hungry.
Because he can't leave!
He had reminded Horn, if he insisted on going forward, there would be no way.
Snap, a bag of things fell in front of him, it was a small cloth bag with some dry food in it.
The little boy's eyes involuntarily shifted to the dry food, and he swallowed a few times uncontrollably.
"Eat, it's for you." Horn said with a smile looking at the little boy.
As soon as Horn's words fell, the little boy grabbed the dry food and stuffed it in his mouth, eating quickly as if he was afraid of someone robbing him.
If there is a choice, who wants to eat raw meat? It's not a beast that and drinks blood.
The dry food was a little dry, and the little boy was struggling to swallow it. Horn looked at it and took out his water bag and threw it over.
The distance between the two of them is actually a little far away. The reason why Horn can accurately throw to his side is actually guided by the hands of the mage.
The little boy picked up the water sac but did not open it. His eyes were very complicated when he looked at Horn. This was the first time someone treated him so well.
"Drink, the dry food is pretty dry, and it's a bit hard to eat without water."
The little boy opened the water sac and gulped, and at this moment Horn took a few steps forward.
"Don't come here, I beg you."
The little boy cried and said to Horn that it might be dangerous if Horn came closer!
Although he was full of hatred for the people in the village, he really couldn't bear to let Horne die like this for someone who hadn't been scared by him and had been showing good to him.
In his world, there are not many people who are good to him, and those who are bad to him often punch and kick and swear viciously, so Hornken is a good person to give him food and smile gently at him.
He hadn't experienced deception, so he wasn't wary of Horn, because those who had treated him badly before did not bother to deceive him.
"Well, this is it."
Horn walked a few more steps and then stopped, then sat down cross-legged and stood up with his arms on his knees. Horn put his head on his hands and said to the little boy who was busy eating and drinking.
"Can we talk? I am interested in you."
The little boy's action of stuffing food into his mouth slowed slightly~EbookFREE.me~ How did he know where it was?
"How do you know where to stop?" the little boy asked vaguely.
"Because I am a magician!"
"Magic, what is it?"
The little boy swallowed a mouthful of food and asked, somehow the word was so attractive to him.
People occasionally have a special affection for the nouns they heard for the first time when they were young, such as Ultraman, Dragon Fighter, Powerpuff Girl, Black Cat Sheriff, etc. The term
Little Boy Magician
is special. .
"The short answer is someone who can use magic, let's talk about you without mentioning this."
Horn leaned forward a little, and the little boy looked nervous, because it was about to cross a certain limit.
"You can briefly introduce yourself, why do you live in this place, and what is going on with those things."
Horn pointed at the ground around the little boy, covering the big circle with a diameter of more than 20 meters where the little boy was.
For some reason, the little boy felt particularly warm when facing Horn.
"Because I grew up in the cemetery, they are my friends."
The little boy took another bite of dry food. He enjoyed this feeling after he hadn't eaten serious food for a long time.
"Hey, this is really concise, let me ask, what's your name?" Horn said to the little boy with a breath.
"I don't have a name."
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Negative sentiment from Horn Memmhelin +666
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