Chapter 7

Early in the morning after a month from that assignment a letter heralding good news was sent by Irina's owl, and the elder, after reading it, immediately informed everyone.

 Unfortunately, that day I was still on a mission to find a temporary safe place for the people who had been saved earlier, this was the first time I was allowed to go out. Except for not being familiar with the way, the rest is fine, now there are only eight people left in the rescue team, previously this task belonged to someone else. Well, so excited. Feeling a little less useless.

 For a human like me, of course, I will be discovered at the first breath, a belt invented by Irina helps me turn into a werewolf, although it doesn't last long, it's enough to find me. The next safe place.

  That was before I received word that the land to the south was completely ours, a glorious victory that would usher in a bright future for mankind.

 As soon as I received the order to return, I did not hesitate at all. When using this portal to move we usually cut the time in half, sometimes I think if we can find a way to teleport all the time, step through that and get where we need to go. After this mission, I will go out to find some books, I hope it can help us.

 I am responsible for the people in the fifth division, the elder said that since it is a long distance, maintaining the teleport gate is very safe, but the MANA in each person has a rank, maintain it today day after day could only be high -ranking magicians, but they were in the southern land.

 “Try to endure these wooden boxes.”

 “Listen, weak warriors!” — He was grave, making the stuffy atmosphere even more tense.

 “You weaklings, remember with that small amount of MANA you can only maintain the portal for eight hours a day, you still have to protect everyone in this magic box. Remember you guys. I originally had to shrink everyone here, but because of you, weaklings, I stayed up all night creating body shrinking potions.”

 The old man turned his back and said as he walked. Indeed, this is a critical matter. Just a little carelessness, everyone will lose their lives. I'm starting to sweat a little, I'm sure everyone else is too.

 He turned three hundred and sixty degrees, with a scowl on his face, full of blue veins, the elder, as tall as a six-year-old child, but made everyone's heart skip a beat.

 Well, he used a bent wooden stick, on the top was a small bell, I don't know what material it is made of, what should it say, I think using the word 'strange' would be correct about it.

 “And you, you are the weakest.”

 He said no wrong.

 “The others were able to sustain eight hours and create a magical source of protection for the box for a whole day. As for you, seven hours is good enough, I'm not sure if you can protect  everyone, but remember that safety comes first. Four hours a day, the remaining MANA protects the box.”

 I nodded heavily, telling myself to force myself to bring these poor people to safety no matter what.

 “Miss Iowa, when you need help, just call me, and I'll give you a hand.”

 Alisa looks at me with thoughtful eyes, somewhere I see her self-deprecating. This girl one night when she asked to talk, Alisa cried a lot, she thought that she was a mage and just creating a few protective barriers would not be enough when this is the only thing Alisa can do. That night I really didn't know what to say, I silently hugged her, gently stroked her hair to comfort her.

 Honestly, I don't know how to get rid of her low self-esteem. Saying something, if I say it, those words are just clichés, so I hug and stroke her hair to comfort her like a mother.

 “Of course, when I call, let's fight together!” I laughed and held her hand, this is not a joke or said to make her less self-conscious.

 I gradually entered a poor town, the temporary housing box for everyone was hidden in my left ear. I turned it into a normal earring. This way my MANA layer will cover , I'm not a monk, so this MANA will expire after twenty hours.

 Entering a restaurant, these werewolves seem to have no doubt that the human present here is me. I didn't dare to dine here, so I bought a bunch of bread, grilled chicken, and cauliflower for everyone. To keep things right is not easy, I have to change my appearance constantly if I want to avoid being suspected, someone who can't buy too much food every day and every day.

 I still see many papers from lords, markets, and even the nobility and royalty, writing that tells me that powerful werewolves need mercenary horsemen.

 The war is still raging, nothing is strong enough, just the cries of the wanderers. Once, a boy about ten years old rushed out into the middle of the street begging a nobleman to give him some food. According to the boy, his only brother, the only relative, died because of the struggle in the south. , incomplete close.

 Yet, I sympathize with the werewolf boy, I hate them.

 When the boy was almost carried over by the noble werewolf's carriage and I reached out to help without thinking, he was so light, like a handkerchief, so pitiful.

 I still have to buy food anyway, it's fine for this kid. The first time I sat down to eat with a werewolf besides my mother.

 The boy looked at the plate of food suspiciously, perhaps afraid that I would poison it? Had to change plates of food.

 He stared at me for a long time while I finished my meal, and I stood up carrying a bag full of food on my shoulder.

 "You have already paid."- After that, I went on my journey, almost two months have passed. I met quite a few embroiderers, some of whom recognized me as human. I can't fight right now with brute force, I gave him a few hits, but the person fainted and continued to change his appearance, once I even turned into an old man.

 Looking at the map in my hand, I guess I'll be there in less than a week. I pray everything is fine. Seeing the riders that I longed for, and the horses running so fast, will definitely affect the people in the box.

 “Safety first!”- Using a horse can shorten the time, but the money to buy food and some people will get seasick, I have to ensure both safety and health.

 At night, I will embroider a large room, not always. Not only for me, but for everyone to have a bit of comfort, of course it was still quite cramped, and I had to stay up all night. So, it doesn't happen often.

 When I entered a small hotel, there was a stout old man with a belly like those of eight months pregnant, he was bald in the middle of his head, and that long beard must have been well taken care of.

 Perhaps he was crying, when I entered, I noticed that his eyes were red and abnormal.

 “Is there a big room?”

 His voice made me confirm that he was really crying.

 “Do you go alone or with friends, will come later.”

 It's always this question, I'm pretty used to it.

 “No, I used to like spacious places even if I'm alone, I don't lack money, just take the largest room. I've been hungry for days today, only eating a little bread a day, so please prepare as much as possible. The more food, the better.” Then I pretended to be famished, so hungry that I ate the whole table under this hand.

 He led me to the largest room, including the key. As soon as I closed the door I took my earrings off, when the others took turns bringing the food to the table I just sat there quietly, saying nothing until this long and wide table was full of food, no husband. I put on another plate of food and I told them they didn't need it anymore. Before taking them out of the box I administer a certain amount of MANA as a barrier, it will prevent someone from wanting to come to the room.