Chapter 140: The Army is Attacking!
Two men stood beside the carriage—one was clearly a merchant, and the other his coachman and porter.
The merchant, now visibly shaken, had clearly gambled and lost. Though he'd heard rumors of bandits in the area, he'd been too stingy to hire a wizard for protection. That choice had nearly cost him not only his goods, but his life.
The coachman looked just as rattled. Getting hacked up by bandits while working for a cheapskate boss? A miserable way to go.
"Mr. Ban, should we get moving?" the coachman asked nervously.
"Wait," Ban said, eyes flicking toward the treeline. "It must have been a wizard who saved us just now. Let's wait for him."
Though his hands were trembling, a calculating glint shone in Ban's eyes. A skilled wizard had just taken care of the threat—wasn't this the perfect chance to snag a free escort?
They didn't have to wait long. From deep within the forest, a gray blur raced toward them. A large werewolf dropped from the trees and landed in front of them, yellow-brown eyes gleaming, fangs bared.
Ban nearly wet himself.
Thankfully, the werewolf spoke.
"Who are you?"
That was enough to calm Ban a little. A talking werewolf meant it was likely a wizard using Transformation or Take over magic.