abnabooks Chapter 30 Snowballs Can Catch Fish Too
Chapter 30 Snowballs Can Catch Fish Too
"Is that even a saying?"
This time, it was Zag's turn to be dumbfounded.
Are werewolves all transformed humans?
It seems to make no problem?
"I'm different from those lesser werewolves. I'm a first-generation werewolf, I acquired my werewolf bloodline in Dirick's hunting grounds!"
The werewolf tried his best to explain: "This was not my choice, really not. We were thrown into that guy's hunting ground. If we wanted to survive, we had to kill each other until only one of us was left to complete the ritual and be cursed by Dirich... Well, they thought it was a blessing, but I really think it was a curse!"
"Think about it, everyone hates you, you'll never see the light of day..."
Snowball, hands on hips, tail swishing back and forth, exclaimed, "Oh—I get it! You're a rebel among the werewolves!"
Zhage smacked his lips and said, "Where we're from, this would be called 'wolf rape'."
Snowball asked curiously, "What does 'wolf rape' mean?"
Zag tried to convey a strange concept to Snowball: "For example, if you are a fairy, and when fairies go to war with humans, or rather, with the Norse, if you betray the fairies and side with the Norse, then you are a 'fairy traitor'."
"I won't side with the Northrends!" Snowball wrinkled its nose in anger, but then realized that Zag had said "if," so it awkwardly tilted its head towards the werewolf and added, "In short, still a 'traitor'!"
The werewolf tried to convince them, "I've always been human, only cursed into being a werewolf. What kind of 'rebel' is that!"
"Fine, fine, fine, even if you're not a rebel, if the ritual for the first werewolf to obtain werewolf blood was a contest for first place in Dirlik's hunting grounds, that means you killed other people. It's not like you just said you've never killed anyone... You're a liar!"
Snowball spoke with a very aggressive tone, and for some reason, it had a kind of "conviction" that made Zag think it was very righteous. He even subconsciously put Detective Conan's soundtrack on Snowball in his mind...
"Wait! Let me explain! I am indeed the sole survivor of that hunting ritual, but I really didn't kill anyone!" The werewolf was panting heavily, his drool dripping into a small puddle on the ground. "As soon as I went in, I found a tree and climbed up to hide! Until they fought each other to the very end, yes, there was indeed a true victor still alive, but... his wounds were too severe, he kept bleeding, and I starved him for two days in the tree until he bled to death... I didn't do anything, really!"
Snowball's pupils dilated in shock, sometimes widening to round, sometimes narrowing to vertical slits: "This works?!"
Zag also felt that the way this guy won was a bit absurd. If it were in the 21st century, he might be a master at playing PUBG, practically a chosen "prone-to-the-ground monster".
But Snowball remained somewhat skeptical and pressed further, "So Dirick just accepts your 'victory' like that?"
"Uh... he was indeed furious, but these were the rules he set, so... he bestowed upon me werewolf blood, but also cursed me to forever lose my spirituality..." The werewolf looked somewhat aggrieved. "This has resulted in me being no different from a slightly stronger wolf; I have none of the magical abilities that werewolves should possess! Otherwise, how could I have been reduced to stealing livestock to eat... I couldn't really be forced to blend into the wolf pack in the forest, could I!?"
Snowball circled the bound werewolf once, scrutinizing him closely, then turned to Zag and asked, "Hey, Dragonborn, what do you think?"
“I don’t think he has any reason to lie,” Zag replied. “Honestly, I’ve never seen a werewolf who can’t even steal a cow.”
The werewolf seemed to feel that Zag's words had humiliated him, so he shouted, "Don't say that! If it weren't for that damned farmer staring at his cow like a lover, never letting her out of his sight, and always carrying that pitchfork, I would have succeeded already! I've been starving for five days! Damn it!"
But Snowball still found the werewolf in front of him highly suspicious: "The tree spirits said that of the two werewolves they saw this afternoon, besides Rosa's father, the other one was him! Why are you hanging out with Rosa's father? Tell me! Are you in cahoots with that alchemist?!"
"What, Rosa's father?"
The werewolf looked confused, and it didn't seem like he was faking it.
Zag patiently added, "Did you see another werewolf in the woods this afternoon? It was probably much smaller than you."
"Oh, you mean that stupid werewolf!" The werewolf suddenly realized and nodded, "I did see him. I was even thinking of asking him if there was anywhere I could get some food, but that guy's an idiot. All he does is howl and doesn't understand anything. It's like he has something wrong with his brain; we can't communicate at all!"
Zag and Snowball exchanged a glance, and Snowball even asked directly in front of the werewolf, "Do you think he's lying?"
Zag replied, "To be honest, I don't know, but it doesn't seem like it."
Snowball had no choice but to turn to him and ask again, "Besides him, did you see any other werewolves?"
"Yes, there really are! I came here because I found several werewolves. I thought there was some werewolf stronghold here where I could get a good meal! But all those werewolves are stupid! Just like the one I met this afternoon! We can't communicate at all! Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone to steal the cow!"
The werewolf was still thinking about the cow he had failed to steal, and seemed to be brooding over the failed theft.
Zag almost laughed: "Don't talk about cows, it sounds like a disgrace to werewolves."
"Ahem, anyway, can you let me go? You see, I'm no threat to you, and it seems like it'll be hard to find food around here. I can leave right away! I promise I'll never show my face again!"
"Snowball, what do you think?"
Zag decided to take Xueqiu's opinion into consideration, since he didn't really know much about werewolves.
"Letting him go is definitely out of the question," Snowball ruled out the option of being a good person... or rather, a "good fairy" without even thinking. "But if what he said is true, killing him doesn't seem quite right either... Hmm, I don't know what to do!"
With that, it spread its paws and looked at Zag with a somewhat resigned expression: "You decide!"
Zag pondered, "Killing it... isn't appropriate, letting it go... is also risky. Actually, handing it over to the association's headquarters is the simplest option, but..."
When the werewolf heard that Zag wanted to take it to the association's headquarters, it was terrified: "No! Please don't! I think I'm useful! I'm very useful! I can hunt!"
Zag retorted, "Are you sure you know how to hunt? You yourself said you've been starving for five days!"
The werewolf hurriedly explained, "Uh... I can catch fish! I really can! I've only caught a few fish in the last five days to fill my stomach! Otherwise, I would have starved to death!"
Zag turned to Snowball: "Snowball, can you catch fish?"
"Me?" Snowball paused for a moment, puzzled as to why Zag asked that, but still puffed out his chest and nodded: "Of course! Who can't catch fish!"
Zag shrugged: "Look, even snowballs can catch fish."
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【Dawn Magic Encyclopedia】: Werewolves are non-natural magical creatures and are servants of the demon god Dirac.
They have wolf-like heads and tails, are covered in black fur, have robust bodies, sharp claws and teeth, and walk and carry out daily activities in an upright manner.
Werewolves have a varied diet, primarily meat-based, but humans are also on their menu.
The first generation of werewolves acquired their werewolf bloodline through a ritual at Dirk's hunting grounds. The second and third generation of werewolves only needed the first generation of werewolves to perform a bloodline inheritance ritual for them in order to become werewolves, which is somewhat similar to vampires.