"The kingdom is definitely a place I want to go, but now is not the time." - In fact, I have always planned to go to the kingdom, but because my wife is a monster, I was forced to decide to travel to the southern plains first.

After my clever brain cells occupied the high ground, every decision I made was much wiser than before. I didn't even have any thoughts of risking my life. A person who has been carefree all his life can be terrifying when he becomes serious.

I stayed in the territory of the werewolf tribe for nearly five days. I taught them the cooking method of "steaming" and helped Wolfrang's mother sew many clothes for the werewolf children. The werewolves quickly became close to me with their astonishing friendliness, and I did my best in all aspects of their daily lives. If it were still in the small cave before, I wouldn't have the opportunity to prove myself. Apart from fighting and killing with Medusa, all we did was eat and sleep.

But I didn't think falling in love with Medusa was a wrong decision. Love has nothing to do with right or wrong. It's just that we felt incompatible and decided to separate. If one day my legs also become strong snake tails and I can use archery like a master, maybe I will go find her~

But what matters most now is to improve my knowledge, in a human way.

"You seem to be much better lately."

"Is that so? It's also because of your people."

"Why are you doing my sister's work?"

"Just for fun~"

The werewolves are accustomed to men smoking in the living room on the ground floor after meals, while the women go upstairs to chat. The dishes are only washed before going to bed. I was bored, so I helped with some of Rachel's tasks.

"Are you in love with my sister?"

"Hehe!"

I am the "Sun" and not the "Wolf". Besides, your sister is well-endowed. I don't have to go from the second floor bed to the first floor.

"Hey, I'm not joking."

"Huh? Do you really think I'm in love with your sister?!"

I splashed water on Wolfrang's face, frightening him. Comrade Lao Wo, can you be a little reasonable?

"Ptui, ptui. I was just saying..."

"Don't talk nonsense, I still have the ring on my hand."

"Are you still planning to go back to find her?"

"Who knows? But I won't go back for now."

I arranged the washed dishes properly, and Wolfrang helped put a few plates in places I couldn't reach.

"So, what are your plans?"

"Looks like I still need to go to the kingdom..."

"I see..."

I and my werewolf brother leaned against the sink, dried our hands, and lit our cigarettes.

"You are becoming more and more like Crevlaf..."

The werewolf looked at his family portrait and said this ambiguous sentence.

"If that's the case."

I smiled bitterly and admitted that I might be following Crevlaf's footsteps.

"But you can't go to the kingdom yet."

Wolfrang pulled me to sit on the sofa, brought the brass ashtray in front of us and paused.

Now my biggest problem is the language. Although I can have daily conversations with everyone, the order of words and my choice of words seem to be a serious issue. And I am well aware that my accent carries the dialect of Northeast China. No matter how I imitate Wolfrang or Simmon, it doesn't sound right. This means I need to learn.

Similarly, I can't recognize many characters. I only know how to write numbers one, two, three, four, five. This is absolutely unacceptable. At least I should be able to write my own name.

I have many shortcomings that may become hidden dangers, such as my glasses. They are too sophisticated in craftsmanship, and the material of plastic is quite strange, although the gray lenses are not a big issue. In short, I must create a new image for myself.

After considering it for a while, Wolfrang asked me to wait for two more days and then go back to Night Fall Town with him.

So I spent two more days in the werewolf's tribe, days that can be described as fulfilling and joyful. The werewolves are great in every way, except that they can drink a lot. I still remember the rules Wolfrang introduced during the first dinner, where we had to drink a glass with each person seated along the long table, and after toasting each one, we had to introduce ourselves. And then, when drinking, we had to remember everyone's names. If we couldn't remember, we had to drink an extra glass.

Then I raised the glass and toasted the werewolf sitting slightly thin and with brown fur on my left side.

"Hello, I am Raul."

"Hello, I am Carmen D'Ornadeal."

I bought a watch last year! Don't even talk about drinking, I can't even remember without alcohol!

There are about a dozen people sitting at this table. Are you kidding me, my friend?

And this alcohol is Nuitfall Town's Navedoom, the werewolves drink it in wooden beer mugs, as if they are intentionally trying to make me drunk.

But I am not the kind of person who shows weakness at the drinking table. However, I ended up vomiting all night, and it was Rachel who took care of me in the end. But after that incident, my relationship with Rachel improved a lot. There are also certain etiquette for kissing someone's hand. For married women, they cannot be kissed on the hand, instead, it is customary to hold hands and bow. When Simmon kissed my wife's hand, it was because we weren't wearing wedding rings at that time.

I once thought about taking off my ring, but I didn't want to forget the emotions I had for Medusa. Don't ask me why, I am just stubborn.

As for why the werewolf community has such a high level of civilization, it is because werewolves were one of the first magical creatures to engage in trade with humans. Commercial exchange between these two races existed before the black market. The leader of the werewolf tribe always comes from the Wolfrang family. The full name of the eldest son of the Wolfrang family is Grison Wolfrang, and he is known as "Mr. Grayback" by other creatures and humans because of a patch of gray-white hair on his back. In order to maintain communication with humans, Wolfrang has always resided in Night Fall Town and runs a bar in the southern part of the town.

For hundreds of years, the people of Night Fall Town have passed on human culture to the werewolf tribe, including techniques for building houses, sewing clothes, and more. The lifestyle of the werewolves has become more and more similar to that of humans. According to Wolfrang, despite suffering various disasters including wars, the tribe still has over seven hundred members, largely thanks to human technology.

However, Wolfrang now faces a dilemma in his love life. He likes Leya, but werewolves and succubi cannot reproduce offspring together. If he chooses to be with Leya for his own love, there will be fewer children in the Wolfrang family, which is irresponsible to the tribe. Therefore, Wolfrang has been considering giving up his position to his younger brother, Whilt.

Every family has its own difficulties, and everyone has their own challenges.

I can somewhat empathize with Wolfrang's dilemma, and I no longer ask him about his relationship with Leya. These few days, when I am not busy, I help the werewolves with things I am capable of, including cooking, sewing, and even mediating fights between couples...

It is extremely dangerous when a werewolf couple fights. A single claw swipe might send someone's head flying. And neither of them backs down, fighting from inside the house to the rooftop and even onto the rooftops of other houses. I am small and lightweight, so I am responsible for repairing their broken roof boards.

Although these days have been busy, they have been more fulfilling than before. On the day when Wolfrang and I are about to leave, I am still sewing pants for the wolf grandmother. I would love to stay here a little longer, but time is running out. I need to reach the level where I can go to the kingdom as soon as possible. I have lost count of how many times I have heard the farewell blessing, "Seniharela." Looking at the werewolves bidding us goodbye, I don't feel as sentimental as before. Because I believe we will definitely meet again.

In order to return sooner, Wolfrang used our own horses. The speed of these canine-toothed horses is on a completely different level from that of the big yellow cows. It would take about two and a half days to reach Night Fall Town. The cattle cart is temporarily stored at Wolfrang's house.

"Wow, so fast!"

"Haha, it's nothing. By the way, have you ever ridden a horse before?"

Wolfrang follows closely behind me and asks.

"Hahaha, you guessed right!"

I kicked the horse's belly and thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of riding a galloping horse. Back in high school, I used to go to the horse stable on the Chessboard Mountain all the time and even got an annual pass. But I never let the horse run freely like this. At the stable, the coach always restricted and controlled everything, but now, I finally feel the thrill. I didn't buy a horse before simply because I couldn't afford to keep one, but I always loved horseback riding. In fairy tales, there are always white horse princes, but where are the white bull princes~

"Roar!"

"This is so exhilarating!"

I boldly exclaimed in Chinese as I let the strong canine-toothed horse gallop across the vast southern plains. This horse is even more thrilling than the Kawasaki Ninja 250 motorcycle I have ridden before. You see, every movement of this wild creature's muscles can be felt through the pants against my legs. It is the embodiment of release, wildness, conquest, and speed.

It has been over a hundred days, and no matter where I am, I always feel oppressed by monsters, unable to lift my head and always compromising. Finally, I can stand tall and proud on this southern plain.

"Raul, it's been a while since I've seen you this happy."

"Yeah, it's been a while."

"How about a race? Who's faster?"

"You mean you're faster than this horse?"

"Of course~"

"Come on, I have over two years of riding experience!"

Why bother getting caught up in language and being cautious everywhere? Sometimes, people need to be wild and unrestrained.

Wolfrang and I exchanged a smile and headed north together.