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Awooo~~! A great howl fell into Asher's ears as he broke the hug. He turned and saw Sirius running toward the gate at its best speed.
Seeing the mighty beast, 17,000 barbarians scattered, running helter-skelter, so much that even the soldiers couldn't stop them.
"It's the great wolf!"
They screamed.
Asher lifted his hand, and when Sirius was before him, it lowered its head so his hand could rest on its head.
"How have you been?"
He muttered as he caressed Sirius. Before the fearful eyes of the barbarians, the giant wolf went to lay down and close its eyes. It made soft sounds.
While caressing Sirius, Asher's smile grew wider and his expression got brighter. His commanders knew it had been a while since Asher showed such sincere happiness, and they felt quite warm seeing their lord looking happy.
Kelvin, who wanted to bring up the topic about the state of the wastelands, kept silent.