Chapter 69: wild heart
"Mystery: Key of the Star(
"No—stop! Don't hurt him—"
A woman's voice burst into the ears of Igna and Canterbury.
Igna was a little surprised when he heard the woman's cry.
Although his attention was mainly focused on the battlefield, he did not relax his vigilance about the surroundings.
But Alena rushed in from the outside, which really surprised him.
It is not known if the girl had been hiding outside the door to witness the whole process, and only reacted when Niron was hurt.
Just as Canterbury swung the straight sword to pierce the werewolf's heart for the second time, Alena made a sound and charged straight towards the werewolf beside Canterbury.
Of course Igna couldn't let Alena into the battle, he held Alena.
"Snapped--"
Alena slapped Igna with a backhand.
"Let go of me!" she yelled.
"..."
Ignatius was caught off guard.
However, when his body sensed the hostility of the opponent, he reflexively twisted Alena's hand behind him, and a back kick caused Alena to lose her balance and fall to her knees.
"Hmm!" Alena grunted, but her eyes didn't leave the werewolf.
"Don't hurt him, he's Nilen!!" she yelled at Canterbury.
Alena's voice was hoarse, oscillating in the walls of the cave, constantly stimulating everyone's eardrums.
Canterbury naturally also noticed the situation on this side.
The first time Alena made her voice, she heard it, and the voice belonged to Alena. And the distance is from far to near.
Therefore, her straight sword did not cut the werewolf's neck, but nailed it into the werewolf's heart.
Werewolves have a powerful self-healing ability, and a heart injury cannot completely kill them.
So Niron just groaned in pain and didn't die.
"You...know about this?" Igna asked unexpectedly.
Although Alena speaks the Dutan language, the etymology of "werewolf" in the Dutan language comes from the Ruen language. So Igna still understood what Alena said.
"So let me go, you son of a bitch!" Alena turned back and cursed in Ruen.
"..."
"..."
"..."
Ignat, who had greeted his parents inexplicably, kept jumping with blue veins in his hand, but he still let go.
Now that Alena knows about this, the consequences are up to her to choose and bear.
After Igna let go, Alena immediately ran to Niron's side. She stretched out her hand, reluctantly wanting to stroke Niren's injured shoulder.
She didn't seem to be able to see the fur like a beast at all. She looked at the wound that was oozing blood, but felt distressed, painful, and sad.
"Does it hurt..." she asked softly, even as if she wanted to reach out and bandage Niren's wound.
"Are you crazy?" Canterbury frowned, put the silver sword in front of the two of them, and said in a low voice, "He is very dangerous."
"He won't hurt me." Alena said firmly.
Canterbury looked at Alena, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Ma'am, the werewolf curse is torture for everyone, they will lose their humanity and reason when they are deformed. This is a curse, I'm sorry , it's a fact that they are dangerous. We have no choice."
"No, you don't understand!" Alena stood up and yelled at Canterbury, "I love him!"
"He was going to be mine soon, but you guys messed up the game and hurt him..."
Alena looked at Niren's severed arm with distress, and the pained expression that kept throbbing.
"So get out of here, stranger. Leave us alone!"
"..."
"..."
Ignat, who had just taken out the linguist, heard this sentence before he had time to speak. He nearly threw the book out of his hand in surprise.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
At this moment, a trace of impatience appeared on Canterbury's expressionless face.
"I love him... I've always loved him deeply..."
"Even after knowing his secret, I still love him."
Alena looked at Niren, whispering softly. There was even a hint of unnatural frenzy in his expression.
"You...know..." The werewolf seemed to recover a little bit of sanity from the pain, and even spit out human words.
He asked incredulously: "You know... I'm here waiting to transform into the past?"
His speech was choppy because of the pain, but Canterbury and Igna could still understand what he was saying.
Alena does the same.
She replied softly, "Yes, I know. Also, I don't mind."
"But...you chose Jocelyn."
"So...I want her to see what you look like. I want her to be frightened. That way she'll leave you and we'll be able to be together."
"..."
"..."
"You...you..." The seriously injured werewolf widened his eyes. His paws were on the ground, and he seemed to want to get up. But pain thwarted his movement.
"You brought her here..." the werewolf murmured in disbelief.
"No wonder...the next morning, there was a **** smell in my mouth..."
"I did it for our future!"
Alena seemed to hear the werewolf's suspicion, and she stood up and looked at Niren in pain and despair.
"I just want her to see you transformed, nothing else."
"I don't want her to die, you have to believe me!" Alena argued loudly and aggrieved.
"I don't believe you," Neelon said.
His voice was cold and emotionless.
Then he struggled a second time, trying to get up from the ground.
"I'm going to kill you," he said.
He lay on the ground and showed his fangs at Alena. He groaned in pain, "Also, this is the first time I have killed someone of my own will since I became a werewolf."
"No!" Alena took two steps back in horror, "Why? I'm all for us."
The werewolf did not speak any more, he roared and finally stood up from the ground.
At the same time, I don't know if it's because of the change of mentality, some changes have taken place in Niron's curse.
Frost condensed under his claws. The cave became extremely cold in an instant, and it seemed that something strange began to breed in the darkness.
The faces of Canterbury and Igna also darkened.
"You can't hurt anyone." Canterbury stood in front of Alena.
"No, don't hurt him." Alena said.
Canterbury didn't look back at the woman, she just whispered: "If you don't want to die, leave here."
"Uhhhhhh-"
The werewolf growled, showing his fangs in Alena's direction.
Alena seemed to finally accept the fact that Niren wanted to kill her, and ran out of the cave without looking back.
But how can a man be as fast as a wraith?
The werewolf Niron was blocked by Canterbury, but the curse that was born from the mutation of the werewolf's mentality just caught up with Alena.
They surged up frantically like thick black liquid, and rushed towards Alena like a tide.
Igna, who was standing at a distance, saw this scene, and quickly opened his hands, making a gesture as if embracing the sun.
"Holy Light!"
The clear light fell from the sky and fell on the shadows that rushed up. Those dark shadows screamed, but they couldn't touch Alena, who was only less than a foot away.
These magic wraiths generated by werewolves can't resist the holy light from the priest of light in Sequence 5.
However, what surprised Igna was that Alena also screamed.
"Uhhhhhh-"
Countless blue-black gases steamed out from her nose and mouth, and blue-black smoke continued to emerge from her limbs and skin.
She screamed and screamed. She fell to her knees, her fingernails lengthened, her exposed skin bulging into dense sarcomas. They are constantly surging as if they want to form new organs.
"Fuck!" Ignatius cursed.
Alena was cursed too! !
And it looks like this is likely to be a curse related to the "moon".
Ignat, who reacted, immediately used another spell. He rubbed his index finger and released blazing white flames at Alena, who was kneeling on the ground!
"Holy Fire!"
Alena let out an unbearable scream again.
She didn't seem to know what it was or what was going on. She tried to get up, but her organs and skin were no longer under her control.
"why why……"
Alena's mouth could no longer speak, but she still made sounds through resonance through the organs formed in her body.
What she said was plain frank but made Ignat feel his scalp tingling.
Igna pulled out a pistol.
In order to deal with the werewolf Niron, it has long been replaced with demon hunting bullets.
"boom--"
Igna's firearm penetrated Alena's eyebrows, and at the same time, Alena's chest was also pierced by a fiery long sword.
The long sword is covered with the dawn that can purify everything, and all the filth, curse, and malice are invisible at this moment.
It was a bright morning.
Alena also lost all her voice at this moment.
Her body and the shadow on the ground were covered with blazing light, drowned, and then disappeared.
Igna raised his head and looked at Canterbury in the distance.
After a long while, he said a word.
"You know, Mr. Fool once gave a revelation."
"At this moment, I also want to tell you."
"—beware of the moon."
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Note: The copy is adapted from the classic copy of the console game "The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt", Heart of the Wild. The development of the story has been modified and adjusted according to the mysterious world view.
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