Wolfs has been the mayor of Flower Town for several years. Although he does not have much power, the monks here are generally under the middle god. He is really the best in the world at the peak of the middle god.
The feeling of oneness.
Not to mention, this feeling can really make people full of confidence. He felt that in the past years, he had been trapped in the middle god and could not enter the upper god because he was not confident enough.
Now everyone feels that it does not take hundreds of years, but only after a few hundred years to strengthen the psychology, we can make a breakthrough.
In the entire town, there are not many median gods now. Even if they exist, they cannot compare to his peak. No matter who is giving him face, his mentality is getting better and better.
After all, when he was in the Volwolf Empire before, his strength was not good enough. Even in the army, he could only be a centurion. No matter where he went, there would be a group of people who would crush him. Where could he be?
A little bit arrogant.
If I had known that the life outside would be so enjoyable, I would have come out a long time ago. How could I have been depressed for so many years?
There was a sound of breaking through the air outside, falling directly in front of the door, and then someone pushed the door in. Wolfs knew without looking that he must be his precious son. He was only a few hundred thousand years old and was already a lower god, so he was nothing.
A peerless evildoer can also be regarded as a little genius.
"How many times have I told you, just say "Come in" at the door, otherwise it would be inappropriate!" Wolfs deliberately scolded his son with a straight face.
Walker had long been accustomed to his behavior, and he came over with a smile and sat across from his father.
"Okay, I'll do it next time. Besides, you have the final say in our family. Even if we find a woman outside, no one dares to say anything. What are you afraid of!"
Wolfs was speechless at his son's attitude, but who was his own son?
If I let you see me doing something like that, where would I put my face? Although this kind of thing is not uncommon among werewolves, it cannot be said publicly after all.
"Who have you pissed off again?" He knew that his son would not come to him if he was fine. After all, he was a middle-aged werewolf. How could there be so much fun with the pretty little beauties of all races, so he asked directly to prevent him from saying anything embarrassing.
"It really didn't happen this time!" Regarding his father's inquiry, Walker finally felt confident for a while, and naturally he spoke confidently.
Seeing that his son's expression didn't look like he was faking it, Wolfs was also surprised that he wasn't causing trouble anymore and came to settle the trouble with him. The sun was rising from the west.
"Then I'm about to go out and don't have time to chat with you!" My son has his own way of playing. As a father, he naturally wants to live a more relaxed life. After all, here is no better than in the werewolf tribe. There are people looking for you everywhere.
The guy who caused trouble for me can do whatever he wants now.
"No, I have other things I need your help with!"
"I knew you weren't here to chat!"
In the following time, Walker talked about his thoughts, which was that there was something weird about that inn, and he wanted to get it into his hands, hoping that his father could help.
It's just an inn, and no one has lived in it for a long time, so it shouldn't be a big problem.
Before I came here, the monks in Flower Town were basically lower gods and true gods, or even weaker beings, so they should give me this face.
He nodded immediately, but he didn't agree directly. He just said to go out and help take a look.
Volk didn't say much about what was basically certain, and left happily. He had lived here for several years, but he always felt that there was no suitable house, not worthy of his mayor and son, the number one in Flower Town.
The identity of a genius.
Because no one had lived there for a long time, the dusty inn and the other two courtyards were very inconspicuous, so they did not attract his attention.
Looking at it now, it turns out there is a different world. If I had known this earlier, why would I have waited for someone to come back? I would have broken in and taken it for myself.
But there are advantages now. Wouldn't it be wonderful to have people and houses all in our arms?
With this mentality, Wolfe continued to have fun with his friends, waiting for the good news about his father, and showed off to a few friends that his father was awesome, just awesome!
Others were naturally filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred, and wished they could beat this guy up, but they only dared to think about it and did not dare to take any additional actions.
Wolfs had always taken the matter of his son seriously, but only seriously. He went out to find people and asked around, but no one knew who the owners of those houses were!
Probably after staying once, I never came here again. It would be a waste to leave it empty. It is better to wait for the other party to come in the future and pay some spiritual crystals. Who wants my son to like it?
Standing on the street, everyone they met bowed their heads and saluted. They were very respectful to the mayor, at least on the surface.
His eyes soon fell on the elf-style inn. He hadn't noticed it before, but now he was very surprised when he took a quick look at it.
After a little probing, he immediately noticed Katie, and with a slight movement in his heart, he knew what his son meant.
"This stinky boy!" He cursed lightly with a bit of endearment.
Katie didn't take people like Walker seriously at all. Naturally, she wouldn't bother her senior brother and sister because of such a trivial matter. She had long forgotten it. She closed her eyes and the rocking chair shook gently.
The breeze made her fall asleep quickly, and the sun shone on her pretty face, weaving it into a golden dream.
The door of the inn was pushed open again, and the parrot at the door shouted loudly: "We have guests!"
Why did someone come again? Katie opened her eyes angrily. The sunlight was a bit dazzling, but her brain was thinking whether she should take off the plaques at the door and the inn to avoid frequent interruptions.
Standing in front of her was a middle-aged werewolf, who looked a bit like the one who came before. However, Katie was a bit blind when it came to the orc race, so she thought most of them were similar.
Then he definitely didn't come to stay in the hotel. Could it be that he beat up the younger ones and came to the older one? I must have encountered the villain in the story of my senior brother, and he immediately became energetic.
"Little girl, I am the mayor of Flower Town. I represent the werewolf Wolfs who manages Flower Town on behalf of the Flower Alliance!"
"Oh!" Since she was sure that the other party was a villain, Katie was naturally not in a good mood to deal with him. She just said oh, looking at the other party's face full of vigilance, and in her heart she was also estimating the other party's next move.
"As the mayor of this town, in addition to protecting the residents or vendors, I also have a certain management role. I hope you can understand this!" Wolfs felt that this little girl was inexplicably treating him.
With some hostility, he immediately began to slow down his speaking pace and become gentler.