A.B.A.I: Mystery of Ghost Village

Ch. 133

The man approached Warewolf with a trembling body.

"I killed him at your request. Did your promise happen?"

The Warewolf's body slowly changed, its hands and feet covered in fur slowly turning into human smooth skin. "You let go of the boy."

"No. He was alone in front of that machine, no little boy at all."

"That's your fault! Didn't you see a little boy sitting in the garden not far from the woman?"

"You, you just said kill him."

"Hahahah, I said kill him and obviously I pointed at both people. But you let the kid run."

"You just want to change your promise, what you want is obviously just that dampir woman."

"I've always fulfilled what I promised, man. Don't you want the money and obviously the money's in hand, don't you."

The man fell silent, his body trembling even more.

"I shouldn't trust you! You're not from Sverine. You are from the clan of traitors!!."

"It's a shame you know it's too late. Greedy humans who only want shortcuts like you, are already lucky to have helped me, hahaha."

Isolde and Akbar who were listening behind the shadow of the trees were shocked.

Severin??

Akbar felt familiar with the word but could not tell for sure when he had heard it.

Isolde felt her head hurt, the word stirred up something in her and it was extremely painful. While pressing his head, he held back the voice with great difficulty.

"You will not escape the curse, you are damned!"

"Oh, you brought a present apparently."

"What do you mean? I met you secretly. I'm ...."

Isolde felt a cold breeze on her back, it was a pity that her evasive reaction was too late and the werewolf caught her neck.

"Le ... let me go!." Isolde snapped and tried to break away.

"Hehehehehe baby vampire. Unusual thing ... Kekeke."

"Impossible, how could he ...."

"I obviously left long before the police or other clans saw me, I didn't know this girl at all."

"Obviously you wouldn't know, this child has just woken up and the human blood in his body hasn't disappeared."

The man was surprised, "Don't kill him. If this keeps up, you'll be the old vampire hunt."

"Nobody will know, after all, the blood of a vampire who exerts great power on a group of Warewolves like Sverine. Haha."

The man realized he was weak but could not let this young boy die in front of him at all. Seeing Isolde the same age as her dead daughter, she grew even more unbearable.

"Please, let her go. I'll look after him, maybe he's an orphan. Not the world."

"Are you worth begging, you can't even save yourself."

Brakk!

"Uakhm!"

Brak! Bruk!

The man's body floated down by the werewolf's kick and hit the tree many times before bouncing back under the werewolf's feet.

The werewolf smiled.

And suddenly stomped on the palm of the man loudly.

"Let'sarrgggghh!!"

"STOPN—!!" isolde shouted loudly.

"Don't worry, your turn will come."

"No ...."

"Huh?." The werewolf saw the man on the ground hugging his feet tightly.

"I'm not ...." He breathed with great difficulty, "I won't let you kill him!."

DEG!!

Akbar's heart was beating hard, the echoes of the heartbeat filled his ears and gave a reaction in his head.

The man's helpless figure stacked with himself alternating with each other making the sealed memories slightly open.