The Wolf is Coming Ch. 16

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It was still early for bedtime, and Abraham couldn't concentrate on reading, so he simply went out for a walk. When he stepped out of the house, he subconsciously glanced at the next door. Lupin's hut was quiet, and not even a light leaked out.

What did Lupin do today? Go to the pub to drink a glass of butter beer and "by the way" chat with people about the warriors of Wilvo? Or was he simply no longer in Wilvo? Abraham could roughly guess some of the tricks of human wizards, but he had no intention of telling anyone.

The closer he walked to the water, the quieter the surroundings became. The summer night wind blew the scent of roses on his face, and the cicadas chirped one after another, which seemed far away from him, but also seemed to be right beside his ears. The fireflies twinkled in the grass, and when Abraham approached, they slowly flew away.

Abraham enjoyed such a night, quiet, gentle, and peaceful.

At this time, there was a light "click" sound behind him, as if someone accidentally stepped on a dead branch on the ground.

"Who's there?!" Abraham turned around alertly, and his good night vision allowed him to capture the petite dark figure under the beech tree at the first time.

The man seemed to be startled, and ran away as Abraham spoke. After only two steps, Abraham had already recognized who it was.

"Daisy!"

The petite figure paused for a moment as if reflexively, and then tried to escape again.

"Don't run, Daisy, I know it's you." Abraham chased after her and shouted.

This time, she stopped.

Abraham caught up with her. He was a little out of breath because he ran too fast just now.

After not seeing her for a few days, Daisy no longer wore those beautiful skirts with various laces that she liked. She was wrapped in a loose black robe, revealing only her fluffy, golden head, which made her look even more petite. Apart from these, Abraham could not see any changes in her, but he felt that this outfit was unusually familiar.

A bad guess flashed through his mind.

Before Daisy could react, Abraham had quickly uncovered Daisy's left sleeve. His heart, which was just glad that Daisy was fine, immediately sank— a skull-like pattern was branded on the snow-white arm, and a big python came out of the skull's mouth, which was weird and cold and terrifying.

Abraham stared at the pattern, Daisy stared at Abraham, and silence spread between the two.

After an unknown amount of time, Daisy pulled back her sleeve from Abraham's hand. She lowered her eyes and carefully covered the hideous pattern, "Don't look at it, it's ugly."

"You sneaked back alone?" Abraham suddenly asked.

"Yeah." Daisy's voice was so small that it was almost covered by the cicadas.

"How long can you stay in Wilvo?"

"Leave tonight."

"You... forget it..." Abraham sighed, thought about it and reminded, "If they ask you to do something, you can be obedient, but... don't be too obedient."

The two walked slowly along the water's edge, and on the other side was a vast forest. A skinny creature that looked like a black horse with wings slowly walked out of the forest, lowering its head to draw water from the pool as if no one was around.

Daisy stopped and stared at the strange creature on the other side of the river, "Abel, what is that? Is it... the Thestrals you mentioned?"

"Yes." Abraham nodded.

"Abel, I can see them." Daisy's voice trembled slightly, like a child who had made a mistake.

"I know." Abraham replied softly.

Daisy's eyes were fixed on the Thestrals on the other side of the river, "Don't you want to ask me what happened?"

"What happened?"

"I saw them kill a boy with my own eyes..." Daisy looked up at Abraham, her green eyes wide open, filled with fear, "He looked about my age, and they killed him with a killing curse."

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