"Ah! So many Magic Beast wolves!"
"Yeah, what's going on? I've never heard of a wolf pack having so many Magic Beast wolves!"
"Exactly. Back on the grasslands, I heard only some large wolf packs had a single Magic Beast wolf. But now there are actually more than a dozen—and have you noticed? These Magic Beast wolves seem very obedient. They aren't fierce at all!"
"You all only joined Storm Territory recently, didn't you? What's so strange about this? It must be because milord has received the favor of the God of Glory!"
"Our Storm Territory doesn't just have Magic Beast wolves—we have plenty of Fire-Spitting Lizards too!"
After calling for the little girl and mounting White Dragon, Nalant immediately left the castle and headed for the horse farm.
By the time he arrived at the horse farm, quite a few people had already gathered there.
Besides the guards, many serfs were also pointing and talking. So many Magic Beast wolves appearing at once was truly an eye-opener for them.
"Milord!"
"Greetings, Lord!"
As Nalant approached, the crowd immediately fell silent and respectfully greeted him.
"Mm!" Nalant nodded and looked into the pasture. Sure enough, there were more than a dozen additional Magic Beast wolves.
These Magic Beast wolves were no different in size from the Wolf King.
Of course, their faces lacked some of that savage aura. After all, they had only completed their transformations that morning and had yet to realize what had happened to them.
"Milord, these Magic Beast wolves hadn't transformed yesterday. It was only when this subordinate came to check on the Lone Wolf King this morning that I discovered so many wolves in the pack had transformed!" Big Stone explained. The Lone Wolf King was his mount, and he had named it himself.
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