The next morning, at a y-shaped fork, Gray looked at two roads that were almost together and turned around and knocked on the car door.

“Which path is taken?”

"The one on the right!" Carlisle's voice came from inside.

"Master, why did you go to that castle? Most of the things there were taken away by me, and there was nothing valuable anymore."

Grey drove his horse into the road to the right, "Go and see the beasts you made."

He had always had the idea of ​​creating an extraordinary army, but he had been studying in Narnia for a long time, but he still had not been able to develop a feasible method. He could only change a bloodline. Except for the curse with great side effects, it was difficult for normal methods to achieve the desired effect.

But the extraordinary army produced by the curse was not what he wanted, because it was an uncontrollable bomb and might lose control at any time.

However, werewolf in this world can retain their rationality well. Unlike some, once they become werewolfs, they will directly become beasts with only ferociousness.

Of course, the disadvantages of irritability are still there.

Except for the different forms of this beast and werewolf, they all have similar aspects. They have gained extraordinary power and changed their own form. The side effect is irritability.

He wanted to see if there was something in common between the two so that he could go back and continue to study werewolf and build his own extraordinary legion.

Of course, Gray also asked Carlisle if she could make a few more beasts, but the conditions for her ritual implementation were very harsh. In Chinese, it was necessary to be timely, place, people and people. Unless it was a coincidence, it was difficult to copy.

The only chance she felt over the years was to attack His Majesty the King. This time, she not only failed, but also lost herself.

However, it is difficult to lose money. After all, she has obtained the new magic she longs for. When she meets a man who is stronger than herself, it may not be possible to make a big profit.

After all, since she felt that those men were weaker than her and could kill them with a slight move, she never had any thoughts about being a normal woman.

The carriage continued to move forward, and the almost parallel fork that had just passed was getting farther and farther away until another road could no longer be seen.

Suddenly, there was a sound of horse hooves coming from behind.

"Who will go here?" Grey stood up from the carriage and looked back.

Familiar horse, familiar person.

Of course, this familiarity is not familiar with each other. Gray knows her, but she doesn't know Gray at all.

"No, it shouldn't be this time. Morves should be back home now. Why does the plot seem to be already on the way?" Gray frowned into the word "chuan". He would not remember correctly. Rose is the flower of June, and the silly girl has confirmed it.

"Please let me go!" the girl slowed down and shouted anxiously.

The road here is not wide, and if you insist on passing quickly, an accident may occur.

Gray looked at Belle, tweaked his fingers behind him to the right, and the two horses pulled the carriage and leaned to the right, leaving some space to pass.

"Thank you!" Belle rode to the side of the carriage, with concern between his eyebrows and said thank you in a hurry and prepared to go there.

Seeing that Belle was about to accelerate, Grey's eyes flashed and he shouted in confusion: "Phillip?"

In an instant, he thought of several starts in his mind and decided to give it a try first. If this fails, he will try the next one.

When he shouted, Baima turned around without Belle's control and walked to Gray, snorting.

"Who are you, how could you know Philip?" Belle took a breath, thinking that this person might know something, and asked in confusion.

"My name is Gray. Yesterday I met a man who had a carriage overturned on the road. His name is Morves. Philip is his horse. Who are you?" Gray's expression was very appropriate, with some doubts and speculation, as if he was guessing her identity and what her relationship with Morves was.

"I am his daughter. My dad didn't come back all night, only Philip came back, and the reins were broken. Something might have happened to him. Do you know where he is?" Belle asked anxiously.

"No, when I met him yesterday, I invited him to stay, but he left early if he wanted to go home. There should be no danger on the way?" Gray said in surprise.

Although he felt that the timing was wrong, he could probably guess what happened. No matter so much, he would participate first and then look at what was going on.

"Do you need help?" After being surprised, Gray spoke with concern.

"Is it really OK?" Belle didn't expect that anyone she met on the road would help her, but she was in a hurry to find her father and did not refuse.

"Of course, Moves is a good guy, we can chat with you!" Gray nodded.

Grey took off one horse and left another to pull the carriage, "Carlisle, there may be danger ahead, you drive the carriage back, and go from the other road to the town ahead to wait for me."

"Master, I want to go too." Carlisle shouted charmingly.

As a witch, she was the strange environment here, so she naturally didn't fear any evil wolf or beast.

Gray's face turned dark. He never expected Carlisle to cheat him here, but he quickly realized, "My mother asked you to take care of me, but you didn't know anything along the way. You were not a qualified servant at all. You even had to do my own driving. Go back quickly and don't cause trouble for me."

What else did Carlisle want to continue? Suddenly, he felt dizzy in his brain.

"yes!"

Hearing her answer, Gray rode on his horse and walked to Belle.

"My mother is afraid that I can't take care of the maid I arranged for me, but she can't do anything." Gray continued, "Just go both of us, she's too weak and will drag her back."

After finishing, I added, "Well, I'll just go alone. You can wait for my news here."

Belle shook his head and insisted: "No, my dad doesn't know what he encountered, I'm going to help him. Don't worry, I'm not a weak woman who can't do anything."

"Okay, I understand your mood." Gray nodded, "Don't worry, I will protect you and find your dad."

"Thank you!"

The two rode their horses side by side, and Gray murmured in his heart, actually he wanted to try riding with Belle, but there were some suspicions about this, His Majesty the King was not that kind of person.

"Phillip seems to be very tired?" Gray looked at Philip under Belle.

"He might have run all night!" Belle said with a little distress. If he hadn't been running all night, Philip wouldn't have returned home early in the morning.

Gray nodded, "Marl, remove Philip's fatigue."

Jasmine flew out, her mount was still on the carriage, so Gray became a tool for movement.

A green light hit Philip, and his spirit improved a lot in an instant.

"Is this?" Bel looked at Jasmine in surprise.

"This is a symbol of elf, friendliness, kindness," Gray explained. "Her magic can heal wounds and eliminate fatigue."

"But Philip is really tired. After finding Morves, he should let it rest as soon as possible. Magic alone cannot keep it energetic forever."

"I understand, it's just that I need Philip to lead the way!"

"Don't worry, even if Moves is not worried, Jasmine can cure him. She is very powerful."

Jasmine cooperated with her chest, nodded proudly, and another ball of light was thrown on Belle. She felt that her nervousness had relieved a little.

Behind, Carlisle watched the two horses leave from the curtain, muttering and cursing hatefully, "Beast!"
Chapter completed!