Mirania, who knows Grecan’s unpredictable personality, was nervous that he might cause an accident, but because there was a bat who was wary of her, she couldn’t show much expression and just stared at Grecan.
Grecan had flowers in his mouth.
People’s eyes, who had doubts about the sudden appearance of Grecan, who gathered flowers that were different from the current situation.
‘?‘
Mirania, who was nervous, also became puzzled.
She had ordered him to find the items he needed to show his loyalty to her.
‘What… flower?’
Grecan walked over to Milania with a calm, unconcerned, weak footstep, as if he could not even feel the staring gaze at him.
According to Grecan’s movement, the eyes of the bats also moved.
The youngest-looking bat man muttered.
“A wolf?”
Grecan glanced at them and spat the flowers out of Mirania’s hands.
As if simply responding to the sound, he seemed not interested in them.
‘That’s a relief.’
Mirania stroked Grecan’s head while maintaining a calm look.
In her mind, she was thinking about how to explain Grecan’s existence.
“He got lost in the woods so I brought him…”
“Mirania.” (Grecan)
Grecan snorted. Mirania stopped talking and continued.
“As a child that I brought here…” My voice trembled slightly.
It’s natural that an ordinary wolf couldn’t speak human language.
If a wolf speaks, there’s only one possibility that comes to mind.
That he’s not an ordinary wolf.
I just hoped they hadn’t heard Grecan, but could they?
“A wolf?”
A young clan of bats, who looked at Grecan suspiciously, abruptly stood up.
The eyes of the other bats were also full of strange wonder.
The same was true of the wolves as the bats were not picky about water when it comes to blood relatives.
If it’s the bat clan’s job, so was the wolf clan.
In particular, they are trying to wage war on baby wolves.
It was, of course, very strange to have such a baby wolf beside the Great Witch.
Mirania remained silent. A drop of sweat formed on her forehead.
‘…Grecan, you’re the same headache as ever when you’re young and when you grow up.’
There’s no other headache.
If you didn’t say a word, they’d just call you a wolf.
If it were known that the Great Witch had kidnapped the wolf cub, there would be war.
“It smells weird.”
Grecan glared at the bats and said.
It was a rough cracked voice.
