(p>)(For "Jade Little Wheat" brothers, an extra update[2/25])
Hogur Gnawbone hung his head in dejection as he rode his Throne Wolf away from Pestilence Town with his guards, but upon entering the swamp, his expression immediately brightened.
His face, as if performing a variety of expressions, shifted so naturally that one couldn't help but suspect whether a cunning goblin soul was hiding beneath this Jackal's skin?
"Sir Morphy, my task is complete."
Known as "Pangolin," Chieftain Hogur cheered on his Throne Wolf.
The guards at his side also showed relieved expressions. These were Hogur's loyal followers; perhaps they held no fondness for vampires, but like Hogur, they understood just how disdainfully and oppressively the Dark Mountain Jackals treated them.
In comparison, the vampires of Transylvania seemed so much kinder and gentler.
"Chieftain, now we can finally shrink back to the Smugglers' Forest and ignore all the bad things happening outside, right?"
