Chapter 113 Rest assured, Master, the Wolf Heart Clan will not fail you
Meanwhile, upon hearing Brian's response, Stewart breathed a sigh of relief. A dragon of Brian's size, combined with his mysterious and powerful abilities, exerted immense pressure with every move. When Brian's expression darkened, Stewart couldn't help but tremble all over.
Winter wolves are proud, but they know when to be.
Now, as Brian's familiar, Stewart had long put away his pride.
In fact, Brian preferred the winter wolves to be a bit prouder and wanted them to regain some of that, but they found it hard to maintain that demeanor in his presence.
"Rest assured, Master, the Wolf Heart Clan will not fail you."
Moments later, three winter wolves left Ice Cliff Territory.
However, the ferocious wolf was asked to stay by Brian.
He noticed that the ferocious frost tiger seemed to enjoy playing with the ferocious wolf, so he left it as a companion.
Savage Beasts are rare, and these few ferocious wolves were gathered thanks to the Winter Wolf Corporation's rallying ability; otherwise, it would have been difficult to bring them together.
The ferocious frost tiger, being a lone Savage Beast, was always solitary within the territory. Due to its fierce and ruthless nature, the Arctic Ice Spirits were somewhat afraid of it. The two bear cubs, having previously provoked the ferocious frost tiger, were too scared to approach it.
Although they are different species, the ferocious frost tiger and the ferocious wolf got along quite well.
However, the ferocious wolf, trembling under the ferocious frost tiger's paw, might not feel the same way.
"Taking such good care of my familiars, I truly am a good Lord."
Brian called over the ferocious frost tiger, rubbed its head for a while, and then proceeded to enhance its dragon veins.
After being bathed in dragon blood, the ferocious frost tiger bullied the ferocious wolf for a while before gradually falling asleep under the influence of the dragon blood.
One unlucky ferocious wolf was dragged into the nest by the frost tiger before it fell asleep, used as a pillow.
The remaining ferocious wolves were dispersed by Brian, allowed to roam freely within the territory, with strict orders not to attack other familiars.
Being dragon-veined Savage Beasts, they might not be very intelligent, but they were smart enough to understand Brian's will.
Brian then took the high-quality prey brought back by the winter wolves and the ferocious frost tiger to the Ice Cliff Dragon's Lair.
He roasted some of it with Fireball, enjoying the rich aroma of cooked meat.
The rest he froze with Frost Breath, swallowing it along with ice crystals for a unique, fresh taste.
Since the prey they brought was still alive, the flavor was excellent, and Brian was quite satisfied with his meal.
Although the winter wolves had not yet managed to completely subdue the Minotaur Tribe after their dragon vein transformation, the prey they hunted for Brian was very much to his liking.
The Wolf Heart Clan, skilled in group hunting, had now replaced the ferocious frost tiger as the familiars that could provide Brian with the best quality prey.
After a hearty meal, Brian continued his spell studies.
He spent a few hours successfully mastering the Thunderstorm spell.
Next, he could only learn higher-level evocation spells like Fireball and some lower-level abjuration spells. His progress in transmutation stopped at the fourth level, and in conjuration, it stopped at the newly mastered Thunderstorm spell.
After mastering Thunderstorm and learning a few lower-level abjuration spells, Brian finally broke out of his focused state.
He looked towards the entrance of the Dragon's Lair and silently chanted a spell, constructing it.
A first-level abjuration spell, Alarm.
Several basic abjuration runes appeared in the air, flew to the edge of the entrance, and then imprinted themselves into the surrounding ice crystal walls and floor, blinking once before disappearing into the air.
This was the most practical abjuration spell Brian had learned.
Detect Magic had difficulty seeing the Alarm spell. Although it was only a first-level spell, its effect was quite good.
Often, low-level spells can achieve magical effects, which is the charm of spellcasting.
However, other spells like Mage Armor and Shield were of little use to Brian.
These spells were too low-level, and the shields they provided were as thin as paper to Brian, not worth the mana consumption.
Next, Brian set up Alarm spells in many hidden places within the Dragon's Lair, especially around the treasure storage, layer upon layer.
If any creature tried to sneak in while he was away and triggered the Alarm, he would immediately sense it.
After finishing all this, he returned to the depths of the Dragon's Lair, planning to take a nap for a few days.
Before sleeping, Brian picked up the magic greatsword beside him and took a look.
When he focused his mind on the magic greatsword, Brian vaguely saw some phantoms, as if witnessing ancient events that had occurred with it.
Although the magic greatsword looked new, Brian knew it was quite old, not an item of this era.
He could feel the traces of time on the magic greatsword.
Such ancient items with stories behind them always delighted Brian.
As for the blurry visions he saw... Brian had gained this new ability after his last slumber.
He called it the Shadow of Time.
