124: Beast tide situation, werewolf mutation

Beside the wooden round table outside the training ground.

After the uncle and nephew enjoyed their afternoon tea, Thompson regained some of his strength before speaking.

"Uncle Alberto, has Father written back to you recently?"

Alberto nodded, his already expressionless face now even more solemn.

"Yes, I received a letter from my elder brother."

"It says that the front lines are tight, and he is not expected to return within two months."

"He wants me to strengthen the Knight Order's management, preserve the family's fighting strength, and once the situation becomes unfavorable, to seal off Kula City and await support."

Thompson was somewhat surprised to hear this.

"Oh? Is Father so pessimistic about the situation?"

Before Alberto could answer, Thompson immediately pouted, dismissing it with a hint of nonchalance.

"I, for one, think Father might be overthinking it."

"According to the front-line reports, more than a hundred towns, large and small, are participating in this war."

"The Knight Allied Army, combined, exceeds ten thousand men; their strength is enough to annihilate a seventh-tier magical beast!"

When speaking of the Knight Allied Army, Thompson's eyes revealed a hint of longing.

But immediately after, he drooped his head, complaining somewhat.

"If it weren't for Father insisting that I stay and try to manage the family..."

"By now, I would have already led a Knight squad to the front lines to achieve great deeds!"

"Who knows, through this war, I might also earn merits and receive another baronetcy, and then..."

At this moment, seeing Thompson's excited and naive expression,

Alberto remained unperturbed, but sighed inwardly.

"This child simply doesn't know what war means..."

At this moment, Alberto couldn't help but think to himself.

At the same time, he recalled the explanation in his brother Ertz's letter.

According to him, this time the magical beast riot was different from previous ones.

The beast tide's offensive on the front lines was extremely fierce, fighting fiercely with the Knight Allied Army, and the situation was very deadlocked.

Moreover, although the highest-tier magical beasts currently appearing are only sixth-tier, their number has reached more than ten!

What kind of concept is this?

One must know that a sixth-tier Knight of equivalent combat power could already be enfeoffed as an Earl in the Nine Great Kingdoms!

And their Kula City's ancestor was merely a Viscount!

Most critically, although the war has now been going on for several months and has entered a white-hot stage,

According to past practice, the most dangerous and violent period of the beast tide has still not arrived!

Therefore, once it enters the final stage, a seventh-tier magical beast might truly appear among the magical beast horde!

"Not only that, my elder brother has inferred based on the intensity of this war..."

"He believes that in the end, an unprecedented eighth-tier magical beast might even appear!"

"If it truly turns out as he predicted, then the entire Windwhisper Plains might face a great catastrophe!"

Compared to Thompson's high spirits, Alberto's expression was very solemn at this moment.

The moment he recalled the scene his brother Ertz described, he immediately shivered and felt a chill down his spine.

Moreover, according to what Ertz said in his heart,

Before he left, he had already noticed that something was amiss in Kula City.

But exactly what was amiss, he had not yet ascertained.

Therefore, this was also the reason his brother reminded him.

He was told to immediately seal off Kula City if things took an unexpected turn.

Thinking of these matters, Alberto, who was already preoccupied, sighed slightly at this moment, feeling the situation becoming increasingly difficult.

"...Uncle, are you listening?"

At this moment, Thompson, seeing Alberto bowed in silence, asked with some confusion.

"Oh, I'm listening, you continue."

Alberto came back to his senses, but answered perfunctorily.

He chose not to tell Thompson about these matters.

Because both he and Ertz felt that Thompson was inexperienced.

His perspective on problems was too one-sided, and his thinking too simple.

Therefore, they planned to tell him these things gradually in the future.

Next, the two conversed for a while longer.

Alberto then got up and left, returning to the Knight Order to continue his work.

Thompson, on the other hand, picked up his Knight sword and went to the training ground to continue his diligent practice.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

At the entrance of the Kula Family manor.

Two figures appeared; it was Ron and Beruke.

Seeing this, the guards at the entrance immediately stepped forward to block them.

Before they could even speak to inquire, they heard the masked person leading them say,

"Hello, I am from the Potion Masters Association."

"This morning, Mr. Thompson ordered a batch of goods from us."

"The goods have now arrived, and this is a sample. Please present it to Mr. Thompson for his review."

Ron took out a small, palm-sized box from hisPregnant and handed it directly to the guard at the entrance.

The guards, seeing that although the two were strangely dressed, their demeanor and actions were generous and poised,

Therefore, they slightly lowered their guard and took the box.

"A sample? Then I need to inspect it first."

The guard hesitated for a moment, and for caution's sake, still spoke.

Ron nodded, indicating he had no objection.

"No problem."

Upon hearing this, the guard opened the box.

Inside the box, there was a small white bead.

The bead was smooth and lustrous, slightly transparent, like a pearl from the bottom of the sea, very beautiful.

The guard observed it carefully, and seeing nothing unusual about the bead, he nodded.

"Alright, please wait a moment."

Immediately, the guard took the small box and walked into the manor.

Ron and Beruke, meanwhile, stood calmly to the side, waiting quietly.

Ten minutes later.

On the training ground, Thompson put down his twin swords and looked at the guard with some confusion.

"Oh? The Potion Masters Association people prepared the materials so quickly?"

Because of the sudden outbreak of the beast tide, Ertz had to rush to the front line for support.

Therefore, he took almost all the werewolf suppression potions stored at home.

And every full moon night, werewolves would be unable to control the wolf nature within them, falling into a frenzy.

If they didn't take the suppression potion, they might even undergo atavistic mutation and become bloodthirsty, man-eating demonic wolves.

Also, because the shelf life of the suppression potion was only about half a year,

So, Ertz would purchase large quantities of herbs every so often to concoct the potion.

Now that Ertz had left, this task was transferred to Thompson.

"Alright, let me see the sample."

Thompson said, then took the box.

When he opened the box, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"This isn't the herbal material I wanted..."

Thompson thought to himself, but before he could speak,

His eyes suddenly fixed, and an impulse stemming from instinct instantly surged into his mind.

His pupils contracted, and his originally dark black irises gradually turned yellow.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and his teeth began to itch, as if they were about to undergo a second growth spurt.

His hair and body hair also bristled slightly, and his fingernails and toenails slowly lengthened.