Chapter 370

They were a little disappointed that they didn't get any useful advice. They didn't leave Transylvania. They really wanted gray to give some advice.

Gray saw their faces and seemed to see through their ideas, so he nodded and said, "Henrik has seen a lot and has been to many places. He is an experienced demon hunter. Maybe you can ask him for his advice."

"OK!" Anna thinks so. Why do you have to ask gray? He doesn't seem to be as big as wilkenda. How many things can he know?

On the contrary, Henrik, looking at the vicissitudes of life, knew that he had experienced many stories.

Fortunately, Henrik didn't know what she thought, otherwise he would cry and faint in the toilet. What is the vicissitudes of his life? It's obviously mature and very masculine, okay?

"Are you building too many chains?" Anna glanced at the seven or eight iron chains made by gray and said with a slight surprise.

Five chains are enough to bind a werewolf, four to lock his limbs and one to lock his neck.

And he is still building, obviously not satisfied with the current number.

"Be prepared!" Gray gently explained that he was still the thoughtful king.

"Let's go find Henrik and you'll keep busy." Wilken nodded, said he didn't bother, and took Anna out.

After a while, little Molly flew to gray with a serious face, "gray, it's time for dinner. Belle said that it's bad for her health not to eat on time."

"All right." Gray looked. Now there are seven or eight chains here, which is basically enough.

Put all the other iron cables into the backpack, and finally put the unfinished ones here temporarily to wait for it to cool down. Gray takes little Molly out of the casting room.

Outside, before the servant had prepared dinner, gray went upstairs and found everyone crowded in the room where the werewolf was being held. Henrik was explaining to Wilken the way to the Vatican and the precautions on the way.

Gray crossed them, went straight to the werewolf, took out the iron rope, tied his limbs and neck, and fused the other end with the cage.

This means that if werewolves want to run, they either break free from the iron rope, or directly tear the cage, and then drag the cage to escape.

Although bound by an iron rope, the werewolf is soft like a boneless insect, hanging in an iron cage.

Gray pinched his arm and found that the broken bones on his body didn't get any better. He frowned and said that he was too heavy at that time.

Take out a bottle of medicine and feed it to drink, which can promote bone growth.

As for whether it will grow crooked, gray doesn't worry. At least it's a monster. How can automatic bone setting be a basic skill? If the bone is broken, it will grow crooked. I'm sorry for the title of extraordinary monster.

"Little jasmine, come and treat it again. We're not afraid of it running now." Gray looked back at the elf with a smile and found that she ran to Anna's shoulder and listened to Henrik's words with interest.

After calling her to treat the werewolf, the werewolf's condition was greatly improved. He asked someone to take some meat and put it in the cage for the werewolf to eat.

"Anna, it's time for dinner." The elf reminded Anna in her ear.

Anna nodded. "Is little Molly hungry? Let's have dinner first and continue the discussion later."

Anna naturally has doubts about the identity of the guardian angel said by gray. She just got along with the elf. She completely fell in love with the little guy. I believe that even if she is not a guardian angel, she can't be a monster, at least she is the kindest and beautiful creature in the world.

Everyone was a little hungry. They didn't have any comments. They stopped chatting and went downstairs together.

"Anna, where's the wine?" The elf sat in his exclusive seat and scanned around. He didn't find the wine. His beautiful eyes fixed on Anna.

"Yes, we finally caught the werewolf today. We are one step closer to killing Dracula. It's worth celebrating." Wilken clapped his hands, turned his head and said to the servants around him, "go and take out all the wine in the cellar."

The ELF's eyes sparkled. "All?"

"Can you finish it?" Henrik didn't like drinking, but he could still drink a little. He was surprised to hear that he was going to take out all the wine.

"Well, because of vampires and werewolves, we haven't made wine for a long time. These bottles were left a long time ago." Wilken explained.

Soon the servant came out with the wine. As Wilken said, there were only three bottles, all of which fell a lot of dust. He didn't know whether he could drink it or not.

The servant put the bottle on the table and was about to open it. Gray waved, "show me. If it breaks, something will happen."

"Can wine spoil?" Henrik was surprised. He had never heard that wine could be broken.

Gray looked at him with his eyes. "Of course, even if the holy water is put for a long time, he will lose his power, not to mention the wine."

Said, gray has begun to check the wine, but after his inspection, these bottles of wine have not broken, which should be related to the preservation environment and the original quality of the wine.

Gray was about to return the bottle to the servant and ask him to pour wine for everyone, but the elf suddenly flew over and hugged his hand!

"It's all mine. Don't rob!" The elf cried like a Russian dog protecting food.

"Why is it all yours? Let's drink together and we'll give you some. " Gray joked and took out a cup to pour her some.

It's his fault that he hasn't drunk wine these days. The elf is afraid he's greedy.

"Anna said, all the wine is mine!" The elf is not convinced. All three bottles of wine are his own. Why should he only give himself one?

Gray looked up at Anna and saw her nod gently. "Before, little Molly said she wanted to drink. I said to see if there was anything else in the wine cellar. If there is, give it to her!"

"Well, here you are. You drink alone. We don't drink." Gray angrily put down three bottles of wine.

"Then, give you a bottle!" Little Molly tangled for a while and pushed a bottle hard towards him, her face full of reluctance.

Gray didn't embarrass her. She knew that elves loved wine. It was good to be able to separate a bottle.

"Thank you, jasmine."

The four thanked each other with a smile on their faces. Little Molly is so cute.

"Gray, why does little Molly like drinking?" Anna came closer and whispered.

"I like this thing, of course, because I feel good and comfortable." Gray said naturally.

Wilken saw the two whispering and raised his glass, "thank you for your support, so that our family's curse can finally be solved."

Just then, a scream suddenly came from outside the castle. The sharp sound penetrated the eardrum, making the people in the castle subconsciously cover their ears and show a look of pain.