Chapter 14

I'm starting to think about giving up everything and going somewhere far, far away, where there's only the beach and the sea. And what? It's quite an idea. Oh, I did, in principle, nothing at all, but how fucked up I was! It's probably been a couple of years... or a dozen. Figs knows, I didn't follow, there was no time!

Pam-pam! But seriously, I managed to do a lot more. Of course, THERE WAS NO TIME for evolution. Ahem, okay, enough of this stuff. In general, I did not have a human appearance yet, my voice also always broke into a growl, but nevertheless, I was able to convey what I wanted. Namely, to improve everything that could and could not be done.

And... the blue hair died. Sadly, I was at her funeral, I dug a hole with my own paws. So I decided that I would not get close to people, well, whatever, they would die faster than me. But such a sad moment was spoiled by people who sincerely believed that I, the Great Wolfman, took her to my wolf paradise.

No, well, if you look at it that way... then I wonder what kind of paradise I have there? Are there only loli wolf girls everywhere? You know, I would have registered in such a paradise... nevertheless, either the daughter or the granddaughter of the blue hair took the reins, since you can't tell by age. Too young, literally just a girl.

But this is not the main thing, the most interesting thing is what exactly I managed to do! No, I'm not saying it right, but it feels like I haven't done anything good. With the help of people, my wolves and a handful of fauns who also lived in the city, I was able to set up a permanent extraction of ashes. More precisely, I did a whole lot of shit, just showed them the catacombs we built.

Further, after that meeting with the huge Elephant, I had fifty wolves, and on the way to the catacombs, I was able to take control of another dozen. It's not bad enough, there are already quite a few wolves, small detachments can be created quite for themselves. So, I showed them, gave them wolves to help, and after that, they themselves began to build small paths and create, so to speak, barriers.

That's how the first dust extraction route in Wolfgrad was created! The catacombs are now used as the main inflow of ashes, people go there, and they themselves create small carts and other stuff. After building these paths, I took up the defense of the city. It was necessary to put not only their wolves on guard, but also people, and to make the walls thicker and more authentic.

Which is what I did with everyone else. It was fun, trying to do something neatly and beautifully with my own paws... you know, I'm a fig artist, so it turned out much worse than people, but I was fatter! [Who are you talking to anyway?] With you, with whom else. [Hmm... okay, schizoid, so far yours has taken over].

In this way, we built small towers, as in some fantasy, as well as tall walls made of metal. Thus, the city was protected and viewed day and night. Farming is the most important thing, because what is more important than a good snack? Here I could only help with my herd, which helped to plow the land.

Well, in small things, when new people, fauns, and new grimms came to our city, which I took control of. I even managed to take a small Nevermore for myself, like a pet parrot. And our city looked like a combined hodgepodge, well, stupidly the Soviet Union.

And we've come to the most interesting part! Namely, that some of my very first wolves got not only a mind, but also learned to speak! And here I was pretty freaked out, because I didn't think at all, I didn't guess that the Beowulfs could get a freaking mind! And most importantly, which one! After all, almost EVERYONE considers themselves females.

There is only one wolfman who realized himself to be the same man, whom I soon named Mark. Just for fun. And the first (damn, how unusual!) wolf-girl, I called Dilya. And that was the main problem, it was necessary to give them names! Love the names! Damn evolution, what the hell are you doing with a grimm?

But seriously, I even have a theory that they were able to gain intelligence due to being with people for a long time. Yes, it's stupid, but unrealistic, but why not? If I could train them so that they don't attack people, even if they are negative, then why can't they learn reason from people?

In a dozen (probably) years, it turns out that I was able to create a completely equal state for myself! I didn't think I could do it, but volchara set himself a goal, volchara made it! AUFF! Few people may have been imbued with communism yet, but they still do not understand all the charms of this state system! Nevertheless, the beginning has been made.

— What's the PRRRRRRRR? I asked when I decided to lie down somewhere on the grass. And then three wolves came running... wolf girls... fuck. In short, just wolf girls. And whatever. So, we came running, and then lay down next to each other. And I must say, they have changed, and in a human way. If earlier all the wolves had red, but empty eyes, now they had not only different colors, but also meaningful looks.

I think it's also the fault of communication with people, and evolution, because they were sleeping, after all. Their paws became softer, their claws smaller, and the Beowulf figure itself was transformed into a more... soft version. For example, they became smaller, the number of bone growths decreased by four times, and disappeared altogether on the back. They became smaller and more... like girls. Not human yet, but it's getting close.

Instead of answering, the three of them just pressed closer and leaned in like children. They stroked and tried to find a place to put their small muzzles, which they did after a couple of minutes of fumbling. And now they were lying quietly. The scribe. It's called a rest after a bunch of years of work. Okay, let the small ones lie, I still have nothing to do yet.

By the way, my catacombs, or rather our catacombs, increased and passed completely under the mountain. It's already a whole town, count it. There are no animals in the mountain, I checked with my own paws, so everything was quickly arranged and done there. Not to say that there are five-star hotels, but you can live. And we have collapsed most of the exits, even if we have made loopholes in them, in cases of force majeure.

If I'd left them open, the grimms would have been crawling like fucking mosquitoes in the woods. Even though I have taken control of a good horde of grimms, of completely different colors, but there are still a huge number of these devils walking around these lands. Also, ventilation was done in the caves and beams were built so that there would be no unplanned landslides.

Well, you know these caves. They have one bad feature — to fall at the most inconvenient moment. The Indiana Jones movies taught me to be careful with them! As for the gas accumulating due to various fossils and ashes, we used the same ventilation, created a whole network in the catacombs. Well, stupid catacombs in the catacombs. A classic, I would even say a bentley.

Brushing away the change, I got up from the grass and three pairs of quite human eyes rose up at me, looking at me with some kind of petty resentment.

Here are the little ones! With a low growl, I put in so much meaning, expression and mat that the wolf girls quickly calmed down. Alas, it's too early to think about females, I don't even have my bottom friend! That's how I'll return it — right away. So, why did I get up? Yeah, I shoved the change away, and now, it's time to get on with business.

Since I became a local deity, because people are already praying for me (it's better not to hear this prayer at all...) in that church. And after that trip, I didn't go there. Yes, this church was improved, enlarged, the number of domes was added, I felt like in Russia. But thank God I calmed them down quickly and forced them to build schools.

Education will be better than religion. No, being revered is cool and fun, but for a dozen years, it's already like a bone in my throat. That's not what I wanted, oh, that's not what I wanted. But we will have to endure, he himself chose the path of the great leader of all communism! Lenin also had his own cult, just like Stalin. Only I have cooler fanatics, because these are the times.

But never mind, soon, very soon I will beat all this nonsense out of them! The generation of humans and fauns who are in charge now, of course, grovel and behave like slaves. Which, in principle, is typical for people, if some awesome savior comes, then it is necessary to build him into a cult. And he also gave various useful gifts… No, of course there is another option like with Jesus, but I don't really want to be crucified on the cross. And what kind of cross should there be? Fucking huge!

In general, I need to sleep it off, evolve, since I ate at least one crystal of dust almost every day. And of different elements, it seems, even some kind of electric explosion. How did I understand that? It's simple. I was hit by this yellow crystal, so I flew away and lightning flew into me. Seriously, fuck his leg. It was rainy weather, I didn't have anything to do, lazily scratching my belly, I grabbed this crystal. It wasn't very pleasant.

So I tried out enough ashes, we were able to find green, purple, gray and brown crystals. Everyone had their own unforgettable taste (ugh, I still can't forget the taste of the earth because of the brown dust), as well as the ability. In general, he shoved everything he found into his mouth. No matter how vulgar or stupid it sounds.

So... what did I want to do there anyway? Well, except to finally go to sleep. [I thought you wanted to visit that bluebird's granddaughter]. Oh, that's right! Thank you, Tsundere. And now, let's go!