Love Barrels And Werewolves

Citizens Arrival

The morning before the residents came to the house of Laras.

Mr. Darto came to Win's residence. When the new sun rises, usually the hunter seems to have arrived at home.

Not much ado, the man in the village immediately invited Win to sit down. Tension lines on the face indicate there is something serious that you want to discuss.

"Wins. You already know who Lion really is, don't you?" ask Mr. Darto straight to the point.

For a moment Win was silent not answering. But shock was evident on his face when he heard the question just now. Until finally he nodded.

"How far do you know about Lion?" ask Mr. Darto again.

Win who was looking down now turned his head, looking at the middle-aged man who looked serious to know. "He's a werewolf."

Hearing him, Mr. Darto breathed quite a long breath. "So you only found out when you found the Lion in the river yesterday?"

"No" said Win, shaking his head. "I knew before that."

Mr. Darto was silent. Didn't expect that Win would be that calm after knowing Lion's true identity. "Are you quiet because of Laras?" tanyanya.

Win shook his head again. "If it's because of Laras, wouldn't it be better for me to dismantle it in front of people?" The man beside her agreed. Soon this man continued. "Actually Lion isn't the first werewolf I've met."

Coinciding with that, Mr. Darto's eyes widened. Of course he was surprised. How has Win been quiet all this time?

Win soon turned back. "When the forest fire was three years ago. Do you remember?" Mr. Darto immediately agreed. "I saved a woman while hunting, who turned out to be a werewolf. However, he was a little different to Lion," the hunter continued.

"Is he white?" ask Mr. Darto who was immediately agreed by Win. "He's a snow wolf."

This time it was Win who was shocked. "Snow wolf? Shouldn't they be in the woods?"

A long haul came out of Mr. Darto's lips. The middle-aged man looked angry. Although in the end still said what he heard from Lion some time ago. "Maybe this will sound like a fairy tale. But this is what happened there," he said.

Win just stared at the question. Mr. Darto continued. "Wolf of the forest and snow is at war." For a moment the man there gave a pause. He hesitated to believe his own words. "You don't believe me, do you?" ask him to Win.

Sure, who would believe hearing a story like the one written on a children's fairy tale? Win was silent. But the look on Mr. Darto's face made his heart a little shaky. Is it true what the village chief said?

"Listen, Win. This may sound more absurd. You can think of me as crazy or whatever. But please believe." Mr. Darto gave a pause. After taking a deep breath, he finally continued. "Lion is my nephew. That's why I came to ask for help."

Hearing that, Win almost checked Mr. Darto's head. Maybe it was hurt or there was some impact there. How could the middle-aged man say anything more absurd than the children's fairy tales that were often read.

Win coughed repeatedly. He did not know what to respond to the phrase Mr. Darto with sentences like. Even nape that does not itch is often scratched.

Already suspect if Win will be difficult to believe, there is no other option for Mr. Darto to tell the truth.

"Wins. I actually met their herd 30 years ago." The man said with a serious face. There is no line of jokes or just joking.

Until when Win listened carefully, Mr. Darto began to tell about what happened to his brother. A man who fell in love with a werewolf and never came back after.

While Win. His head was still unable to receive such information. Really, or just joking. He kept asking himself. However, after remembering how he actually met a werewolf, it was not too strange what Mr. Darto told him. After all, wasn't Laras also in love with their herd?

Although doubts still covered Win's heart, in the end he decided to believe in Mr. Darto. With the deal made, they decided to gather the citizens and rush to meet the Lion as night fell.

As the moon slowly rose to the contest, on a wooden cot Laras and Lion were cluttering knitting words that had paused.

Nothing strange at first, until the group of residents is seen approaching with torches carried.

"They're looking for you! You need to hide, Lion." The panicked barrel tried to find a place for Lion to hide. But not yet, their courage is already known.

"Lion! Out, You!" win shouted that sounded so loud.

The barrel pecked with a trembling body. While Lion has resigned. After what happened, it might be time for him to end as well.

"Tell us everything, Lion!" win said when the group was right in front of Laras and Lion.

The heart that was calm was getting louder. Rather than Lion being cornered, it seemed that Laras was more depressed. Sweat flooded his dry forehead. The woman fell silent, trying to hold Lion back from taking a single step forward.

Instantly things became very tense. The air feels thin. Slowly retreat. He thought about running away when the right time came.

"Quick say, Lion! What the hell is going on?" Win continued to shout in an angry tone.

But Mr. Darto immediately patted Win's shoulder hard. "How can you keep shouting like that? Look, Laras and Lion are misunderstanding!" he said, trying to straighten.

In the next second it was Pak Darto's turn to advance. "Back, Lion. Our arrival here was not with bad intentions. I had heard everything from Lion back then. And we decided to help," he explained.

Hearing that, Laras became confused. It's still a fret. "Do you mean help?"

"We decided to work with Lion. Help get his power back."

Hearing that, Laras and Lion looked at each other. Unexpectedly the stars had fallen between them.

For a moment Lion and Laras tried to understand further. Perhaps they misunderstood the meaning of the words of Mr. Darto.

But the village chief has already continued. "We have prepared a fire. Can we go now?"

"Wait. Now?" Both eyes widened in disbelief. He turned to Lion, asking for the man's opinion.

After just hiding behind Laras, Lion finally advanced. "I was very grateful to Mr. Darto and the people who helped. But ...." Sentence ceased. He did not want to extinguish the flames of spirit that had been stirred up. But rushing without a plan is also like committing suicide on purpose.

"We have to devise a plan to infiltrate there. Because they must still be hunting me until now, so the guard must be tightened. While waiting, I'll try to contact one of the herds from there."

From now on, Lion is Aira. The leader who will fight to reclaim the Kingdom of Fantasiana.