Upon hearing that faint soft sound, Herbert's expression became more genial.
"Hehe, that's more like it."
He stopped the blustering and said gently, "Come out, I won't hurt you."
Probably not.
It seemed that there was a bit of trust in Herbert's words, as the ground slightly trembled and rose, as if some creature was about to emerge from it.
"Ooo..."
"Hmm?"
Herbert turned his head upon hearing a whimpering sound and glanced unexpectedly at the timid dog following beside him— oh no, it was an unusually robust Mist Ghost Wolf.
This was the leader he had chosen from the current Mist Ghost Wolves, ranked just below him in the wolf pack, and whom he named "Aite."
Ferocious and violent by nature, it was extraordinarily large among the Ghost Wolves, three times the size of its ordinary kin, and extremely combative.
Perhaps it greatly admired Herbert's brutality, making it the most reverent and loyal of all Mist Ghost Wolves to him.
