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Alterac

"Lord Uther, the person you are looking for is here."

The soldiers brought Jonathan and his wife to Uther. Their anxious expression revealed despair. Before they could speak, Uther stretched out his hand to interrupt them.

"We haven't found him yet." Uther closed his eyes, as if announcing Nathanos' death sentence.

Sally cried immediately after hearing this short sentence. Jonathan also turned pale and froze in place instead of comforting his wife. He looked at Uther with rapid breathing, hoping that this devout believer in the Holy Light could give him some

hope.

"Today is already the third day." Uther said: "If Nathanos is not found today, I will have to announce all this to his parents."

"No, no, it won't be!" Jonathan shook his head desperately. He could never believe it. "What did the child do wrong? Why did the Holy Light treat him like this?"

"Nothing will happen to Nathanos, I don't believe it! He must still be alive." Sally said with a cry. Guilt and grief lingered among the three people present.

Uther sat down weakly, covering his forehead. The frustration made him doubt his faith for the first time. In the past few days, he called for the Holy Light to guide him countless times, but the cruel facts gradually destroyed what was left in his heart.

Everyone knows that no one can survive three days in the wilderness of Alterac, not to mention Nathanos is just a child. Uther knows that he is not qualified to stop the Jonathans from venting.

Feeling sad in his heart, he stood up and bowed deeply to the two of them.

"I once promised her mother that I would take good care of her..." Sally choked and said, "Daphne will never, never forgive!"

Her words were heartbreaking. Jonathan reached out to hug his wife who was gradually losing control of her emotions. He wondered if all this could have been avoided if he had not taken Nathanos to Lordaeron. Jonathan was desperate, how should he deal with it?

Breed explains it all.

"You two, I want to face the final result brought back by the soldiers with you. If, if the outcome is the worst, please take me to see his parents. I, I want to tell them with guilt, tell them the truth

, and accept their anger and grief.”

"We will be together, Lord Uther." Jonathan replied: "Bred cherishes Nathanos very much. He said that this child came to the world with the blessing of the Holy Light, and now, the Holy Light has abandoned him, abandoned

Everyone."

"No!" Uther said, his tone trembling, his faith was tested, and he still believed in the last hope in his heart.

The soldiers sent out came back one after another. After such a large-scale search and rescue, all the fires that symbolized light were extinguished, and nothing was found.

On the fourth day, Maris Farm received the bad news that Daphne Maris fell into a coma.

On the fifth day, Breed cursed everyone who knew Nathanos, including Uther. Daphne woke up and cried bitterly.

On the sixth day, Braid drank too much and Daphne never stopped crying. Everyone thought Nathanos was dead.

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Survival of the fittest. When the Creator created the structure of the world, he obviously did not leave any room for the weak to survive. They required living beings to survive only if they became familiar with the cruelty of nature. Others would die.

The bright moon was the same as the one he had seen a few days ago. The snow season in Alterac had arrived, and shadows obscured his sight. He had to stop, under a rock formation that was illuminated by the moonlight, and in the gap below,

Curling up his cold body, trying to find a trace of warmth. He habitually stuffed a handful of snow into his mouth. He was not sure whether his tongue could still help him distinguish the taste, but the biting coldness let him know that he still had it.

Alive. He tore off a small section of the incomplete vest, stuffed the "dry food" in his hand into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it, giving his disobedient stomach something to do.

He was just savoring the delicious food when suddenly he heard the sound of grinding teeth. Under the rocks on the other side, a dark figure stood up. It shook off the snow on its body, opened its eyes and looked at the prey it had been waiting for for a long time.

And he blocked the branch that had been protecting him in front of him. It was as cold as a spear made of pig iron. The wolf wandered around him, slowly approaching, its steel-like claws, and its fur as dark as night, glowing with...

His red eyes were like shining gems in hell.

The giant wolf sniffed the boy's scent and salivated over the delicious food that was about to enter his mouth.

He looked behind him and saw a narrow passage with stone walls on both sides. Facing the beast, he did not feel afraid. He held his breath and moved slowly toward the back. The passage became narrower and narrower, and then he

Move to your designated position, take a good stance, and aim the sharpest end of the branch at the "hunter".

The giant wolf opened its mouth and showed its teeth, which were as sharp as a sickle. It jumped towards the prey, stretched out its front legs in an attempt to pounce on the opponent, and then bit the opponent's neck with its sharp teeth. The boy fell backwards and hid in the narrowest room.

Rock crevice. After a crash, the roar of the giant wolf came from below the moon. Its skull was stuck in the middle of the rock crevice and could not break free. Its claws could not catch the prey. Its eyes still could not let go of the delicious food in front of it.

If it breaks free, it will definitely make this scheming fellow pay the price.

What enveloped the boy was not fear, it only made him more vigilant. The big guy in front of him was unable to hurt himself, and his lungs were filled with the cold air around him.

The night was already deep, and the cold wind was blowing. He breathed in front of it, which made the giant wolf very angry. Once it roared: "Woo~~." The dark clouds that tried to cover the full moon were blown away. The boy's hands were steady, and this

Thanks to the several hours of sword-raising practice he had practiced every day for several months, his posture was perfect! With just one blow, the branch in his hand pierced the giant wolf's bloody mouth.

Tonight demonstrates a common truth - the hunter can become the hunted at any time.

The wolf skin was warmer than the depleted vest. Even if the wolf meat was filled with the smell of blood, it could make him full of strength again. Moreover, he discovered that the wolf blood tasted like liquid lead.

On the seventh day, a group of sentries patrolling under the Alterac Mountains discovered a boy covered in black animal skins and covered in bruises in the distance. He was as embarrassed as a beggar, trying to step out of the ice and snow into the rich land.

The land of Lordaeron. The sentries immediately surrounded him. They were surprised by the boy's appearance, as if he had experienced a disaster. The leading sentinel looked at the boy's face, and the other party also looked at him. He didn't say a word or a word.

Needless to say, this face with several scratches made the sentry become more and more familiar with it. He took out a search warrant from Alterac a few days ago. After comparing it carefully, his hands trembled in surprise.
Chapter completed!