Upon hearing that faint soft sound, Herbert's expression became more genial.

"Hehe, that's more like it."

He stopped the blustering and said gently, "Come out, I won't hurt you."

Probably not.

It seemed that there was a bit of trust in Herbert's words, as the ground slightly trembled and rose, as if some creature was about to emerge from it.

"Ooo..."

"Hmm?"

Herbert turned his head upon hearing a whimpering sound and glanced unexpectedly at the timid dog following beside him— oh no, it was an unusually robust Mist Ghost Wolf.

This was the leader he had chosen from the current Mist Ghost Wolves, ranked just below him in the wolf pack, and whom he named "Aite."

Ferocious and violent by nature, it was extraordinarily large among the Ghost Wolves, three times the size of its ordinary kin, and extremely combative.

Perhaps it greatly admired Herbert's brutality, making it the most reverent and loyal of all Mist Ghost Wolves to him.

Because of this, when Herbert was absent, the leadership of the Ghost Wolves was entrusted to Aite — its mind had been altered by Nenasha, leaving a special Restriction.

The Elda Territory was Herbert's private land, and the work of guarding the estate could not be neglected, mainly divided into two parts.

One part was handed to the Mist Ghost Wolves, primarily responsible for the misty areas outside the Elda Territory.

The other part was placed in Sofia's hands, whose future work mainly involved leading the Heroic Spirits to ensure the safety within the Elda Territory.

This arrangement was originally Herbert's grand conception.

But now, looking at Aite's tense appearance, Herbert couldn't help but shake his head.

"Sigh, even if there is an advantage in numbers, there are still not enough High Tier Demons."

At this moment, that fierce dog Aite, with shoulders nearly as high as Herbert's, was actually like a newly-born puppy.

Its body was lowered, tail tucked, trembling uncontrollably, emitting shameful whimpering sounds.

"Woof woof..."

It was truly shameful.

Herbert shook his head, looking around at the other Mist Ghost Wolves... well, they were even worse than Aite.

Though Aite looked disgraceful, at least it hadn't collapsed or urinated, at least maintaining some semblance of dignity.

The other accompanying Ghost Wolves, one by one, each and every one of them collapsed to the ground, utterly disgraceful!

Some covered their heads, trembling in vibrational mode, while others passed out without a sound, with a warm stream trickling beneath them.

It was only under the shadow of Herbert's previous ruthless slaughter that these creatures didn't flee.

"Tsk."

Herbert clicked his tongue, waving dismissively in disgust: "Just leave, don't embarrass yourselves here."

"Go, all of you go, take even those who've passed out with you."

Given Herbert's permission, the Ghost Wolves were exceedingly excited, as if granted amnesty, dragging their comrades as they fled from the scene at astonishing speed, retreating far away.

And the reason they were so disgracefully fleeing was not hard to guess — the Ghost Wolves sensed an oppressive force.

Though Herbert couldn't sense it, the presence of the mysterious observer seemed to emit an intimidating aura.

The wolf pack retreated and scattered, but Aite, despite its continued trembling, stubbornly clenched its teeth and remained in place.

Indeed, comparisons make the truth more evident — even for dogs.

Not long ago Herbert thought it was a coward, but now, it seemed to be quite a tough guy.

He patted the head of the Ghost Wolf beside him, signaling that it shouldn't continue holding on, and should quickly depart with the other Ghost Wolves.

But Aite shook its head with difficulty, refusing.

It wouldn't leave!

It wanted to stay beside the Wolf King to protect him!

"Oh?"

Herbert raised an eyebrow, scrutinizing Aite, surprised to find its trembling had actually lessened substantially.

Adapting and growing stronger under the pressure... what a typical protagonist quality?

Herbert found it intriguing and smiled, no longer concerned: "Alright then, if you don't want to leave, stay."

Let's see just how far this ferocious dog can go by itself.

Herbert no longer concerned himself with the Ghost Wolf beside him, instead focusing all his attention on the being about to reveal itself before him.

Come on!

Let me see your true form!

Rustle, rustle...

Accompanied by the rustling sound of soil being disturbed, the hidden observer slowly emerged from the earth.

The ground rose into a small mound, then grew bigger and bigger— huh? It didn't get bigger?

The ground, not to mention rising into a "mound," calling it a "bump" would be exaggerated.

Emerging from the ground... hmm, doesn't feel right.

Resurfacing? Doesn't quite fit either.

Pushing!

Yes, that's the word.

In Herbert's puzzled gaze, a sharp point broke through from the ground... it was an eggshell!

What?

In Herbert's gradually widened eyes, a giant egg, half the height of a person, arduously pushed up from the earth.

An egg?

All this commotion, such a grand display, and you're showing me this?

Is this what I came to see?

No, dude.

Why are you an egg!??

Herbert had considered many possibilities, rehearsed countless potential encounters in his mind.

An unknown demon, a Divine Spirit, a powerful being... he had envisioned all sorts of identities.

He even prepared for the worst-case scenario — assuming the hidden observer was the Archbishop, Old Deng.

But he never expected that the true form of this observer would turn out to be an egg.

An egg!!?

What kind of carefree fellow is this?

What's going on, ah!

Buddy, aren't you supposed to stay incubated properly, running business so soon?

Wait a minute...

Once the egg completely emerged from the soil, Herbert noticed one detail — the egg had a tail!

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