Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　Cong Yu was the one who was stunned by Lan Tianzhu's words.

　Lan Tianzhu must have been taking fewer deductions lately, because he's become so clever.

　"Yes, but those who cause disasters because of the need to 'maintain their fate' are not good people...and they don't deserve pity."

　As she said this, Cong Yu lay down on the quilt, her clothes rolled up to reveal her fair and slender waist: "Because the requirement is only '50%.' So disaster is not going to happen, and fate is not so cruel..."

　Take Mexico, which Ms. Lin mentioned earlier, as an example.

　Assuming the complete destruction of Mexico would affect the probability of certainty by 5%, then releasing all the Mexicans first and simply clearing the area would increase the probability of certainty by 3%.

　If, on this basis, Mexico is forcibly renamed to prevent people from returning to Mexican soil.

　So it might be a 4% probability impact.

　In reality, it's not necessary to go to such extremes.

　This is why Cong Yu and others, all those who knew the truth, and even the church itself, believed that Moirai was no good.

　Lan Tianzhu, while pondering Cong Yu's narration, nodded in understanding: "For example, fate's pursuit of Senior Hong..."

　…Actually, it was just a joke, and they stopped pursuing him afterward.”

　No, actually it probably has nothing to do with "fate".

　However, there's nothing wrong with understanding it this way.

　Yao Chuanguang, however, was thinking about something else. She was more concerned about Dente: "Dente and the Pope share the same surname, right? What is her relationship with the Pope?"

　Seeing Yaochuan Guang's somewhat surprised expression, Congyu shrugged, indicating that he was also unsure.

　Xiao Cui wasn't sure either.

　Blue Sky Islet also...

　Okay, Lan Tianzhu took out his phone and started searching for "Pope" on Wikipedia: "Pope Joseph van Milion".

　"Family relationship... Brad Van Milion, right? Yes, he's the third woman's husband—Brad Van Milion."

　"Marrying into the family? And then the whole family changes their surname? What is this... Is it some kind of bestowed surname? I've never heard of such a thing."

　Lantian Zhu said this with a slightly puzzled look, while Yaochuan Guang was thinking in his mind what kind of relationship Dente and the Pope should have.

　Dente's father's brother was Brad Van Milion, and Brad Sand would address the Pope as his father-in-law.

　Mmm... mmm...

　Yao Chuan Guang fell into deep thought, wondering if he hadn't ridden in the rocking horse enough when he was a child, and that he couldn't understand the connection between these things at all.

　But without a doubt, this has nothing to do with rocking horses.

　Because this relationship has become ridiculously distant.

　"Don't even think about it. If Dente really wanted to try and establish a connection, all he could do would be call someone 'Grandpa' or something like that."

　As she said this, Cong Yu yawned and lay down on the quilt: "We don't need to think about fate so clearly..."

　Lan Tianzhu nodded in agreement with Cong Yu's words and lay down: "That's right, the Vatican will worry about it anyway, it has nothing to do with us."

　I can only hope that it has nothing to do with you... but most likely it won't have anything to do with you, Xiao Lan. At most, you'll be implicated by other family members.

　Yeah, family...

　Mmm...

　That's really great!

　-

　"..." Cong Yu opened his eyes and looked at the three magical girls who had crowded around him in a haphazard way. He fell into deep thought.

　Obviously, there's no need to buy a large tent.

　Large tents and small tents are actually pretty much the same...

　"..." It's so crowded!!!

　Chapter 463 The Offspring of the Demon Wolf King

　They are born with fangs, and all things have their own names.

　Walking alone at night, one can witness the stars as swift as the wind.

　……

　The wolf... or to be more specific, the demon wolf.

　The old wolf king always wondered what kind of animal he was before he was a wolf... Such thoughts shouldn't come from a monster.

　But the old wolf king just couldn't help thinking...

　Monsters can reproduce, but reproduction is not the only way for monsters to be born; in fact, it could be said that...

　The first "monster" was not born.

　To describe it, it's like "an innocent creature possessed by positive magic" undergoing a strange transformation, becoming a target of a certain template.

　Before the transformation, they may have been different, but after the transformation, they are similar to each other.

　Before the Demon Wolf King was possessed by magic and completely transformed into a demon wolf, it might have been a horse on the grasslands... or even a mouse.

　Even a tiny insect on the grass could be one.

　The magic adhered to the body, starting with the blood and bones, then the muscle tissue, internal organs, and then the nerves, brain, periosteum...

　Gradually, things began to change.

　Some were altered, while others appeared out of thin air... ultimately becoming true monsters.

　This is a modification.

　It's not just a change in form; its essence has also undergone a leap. The Demon Wolf King no longer knows what it is now.

　It was proud of its identity as a demon wolf, but it couldn't help but wonder what it had been before, and what its wife had been before.

　Perhaps, before becoming a wolf, his wife was a bird... It's really hard to say.

　So, what would my two children have been if they hadn't been born to me?

　A fish? Or a horse? Or perhaps a "person"?

　Thinking this, the Demon Wolf King shook his head, deciding to put all of this behind him... after all, he was a Demon Wolf now.

　With this thought in mind, the Demon Wolf King affectionately nuzzled his two cubs... They are demon wolves now, and they always will be.

　However, the Demon Wolf King soon developed new doubts—

　Should their own children continue to stay in the pack and remain as wolves? Do they deserve a life that transcends hunting and prey?

　With this in mind, the Wolf King grew old day by day, watching his two children grow up little by little.

　As this process unfolded, these doubts grew increasingly serious.

　Because her two children were very smart, so smart that they had surpassed the intelligence of monsters and beasts, and were about the same as the intelligence of an eight or nine-year-old human child.

　The Demon Wolf King couldn't help but think this, but he was also very curious as to why he would use "eight or nine-year-old human children" as a comparison.

　Some people also want to know how they are.

　What is the IQ of an eight- or nine-year-old human child?

　However, at this moment, the Demon Wolf King was unable to continue thinking; the limitations of its bodily functions prevented it from considering so much.

　"..." And so the wolves' days went by...

　Hunting, hunting.

　Store food to get through the winter.

　It's tedious, but that's what a wolf pack is like. Even a demon wolf is still a wolf... and it's even more difficult because they hunt other magical beasts as well.

　Even herbivorous monsters are equally ferocious, which has even caused wolves to lose their original ecological advantages.

　But that's what wolves are supposed to do.

　but……

　Some things are also changing subtly.

　The Demon Wolf King is old, while its two offspring are still relatively young... Demon beasts are possessed beings; although they have long lifespans, they will still grow old.

　The mechanism of "fighting for the king" in wolf packs also exists in demon wolf packs.

　On that day, the Demon Wolf King faced a challenge from the young wolf.

　……

　It lost.

　A new wolf king has taken the throne, the old wolf king has died, and the two wolf cubs of the Demon Wolf King have been driven out... This is a common occurrence on the grasslands.

　If they can join another wolf pack, then the two wolf cubs will still have a chance to survive; otherwise...

　They are destined to become lone wolves.

　Fortunately, the siblings are able to travel together, and perhaps they can find a way to survive on the grasslands.

　Then, the two wolves began their first small-scale hunt...

　The chosen prey is—

　I've never seen anything like it before. It has small wings, looks harmless but doesn't have much meat on it...

　Although there's a high probability that you won't get enough to eat after hunting, it's still good enough to fill your stomach; you can just find a weak prey to practice on.

　then……

　"Heave-ho!"

　"Chirp chirp! (Little Sprite☆Spiral!)"

　"..." Under the spiral attack of the little sprite responsible for night watch, the two dire wolves, caught off guard and their faces covered by the spell, immediately ran away with their heads in their hands!

　"Awooo!! Awooo! (Tough slag! Get some water!)"

　"Awooo!! (Sister, wait for me!)"

　"..." The little elves, having repelled the dire wolves that were about to attack, seemed very excited, feeling that they had done an excellent job of guarding the area.

　At that moment, the fluctuations of magic also awakened Cong Yu inside the tent.

　"Well……"

　Opening his eyes in a daze, Cong Yu pushed away Yao Chuan Guang who was hugging him, moved Xiao Cui away from his face, and pushed Lan Tianzhu's buttocks to make room for himself to get out of the tent.

　He breathed a sigh of relief after stepping out of the tent.

　Seriously, these guys initially just squeezed in, but then they got closer and closer, tighter and tighter...

　After that, it really was no different from the bed at home.

　The tent wasn't very breathable either; it was really stuffy.

　"What happened? An enemy attack?"

　Cong Yu asked these proud little elves, and they immediately started chattering excitedly.

　"twitter!"

　"Wolf...whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

　"Awoo! Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

　"..." To be honest, Cong Yu didn't really understand what these little elves were saying. But through their body language and the general meaning of their words...

　We can tentatively conclude that these little sprites repelled the demon wolf, right?

　A demon wolf?

　Thinking this, Cong Yu looked up into the distance but didn't see any trace of the wolves: "Which way did they run off to?"

　In response to Cong Yu's question, the little elves pointed in the direction the two wolves had fled: "Two, come on... Heh heh ha ha! Whoosh!"

　"Mmmmmmm!"

　"whee--"

　Two demon wolves, is that right?