Conquering His Cold Heart

While patrolling the surroundings, Nicholas, the leader of the squad decided to expand his patrol area and then ran towards the main road.

One of his soldiers saw him leaving and went to inform the others about it.

Nicholas stopped after covering some distance. He carefully looked around at the vast field. ‘Why the hell are these fields covered with these crops?’ he thought to himself, bothered by the crops as they hindered his search.

‘What if those damn wolves are crawling through the fields right now?’ he couldn’t help but wonder.

Suddenly, he heard a whooshing sound coming from behind him. He quickly protruded his fangs and turned around to see one of his own soldiers approaching him.

“Sergeant.” That soldier gave a bow to Nicholas and said, “You could have sent one of us rather than coming here yourself.”

Nicholas retracted his fangs and then said while darting his eyes at the field in front of them, “I just felt like taking a look around here. But these damned crops are making me really uncomfortable.”

The soldier looked around and spotted a huge tree nearby. He then looked at the surroundings and asked, “Sir, do you want me to climb that tree and look around? These crops aren’t that tall. So, I should be able to clearly see everything from the top of the tree.”

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Nicholas looked at the tree. It looked pretty sturdy. So, he gave his permission. “Alright. Take a look around and tell me if you see any movement.”

“Yes, Sergeant.” The soldier instantly disappeared from there and was on the top of the tree in the next few seconds.

Nicholas kept on looking at his soldier for any signals from him.

The soldier was carefully looking around as though he was a bird looking for its prey in the middle of that pitch-black night.

His red eyes widened when he suddenly saw the crop moving. He kept on staring at that particular place for a while, only to realize that it was caused by the wind.

After looking around the whole area, he looked back at Nicholas right there from the top of the tree and shook his head, gesturing that there was nothing to worry about.

Nicholas gave a nod and lifted his hand to signal for him to get down from there.

However, both of them suddenly stopped what they were doing and turned their heads in the same direction at once.

Nicholas could hear the crops rustling far away in the distance, while the soldier could also see the exact spots where the noises were coming from.

He looked back at the Sergeant and then signaled that enemies were approaching. He looked at that area again and then counted the spots where he could see the crops moving. He then signaled to Nicholas to say that there were five of them.

Nicholas glared ahead of him and then thought to himself, ‘If the two of us ambush and attack them before they attack us, then we could probably take down all five of them right here.’

He looked at his soldier and asked how far they were.

The soldier was about to answer, but he suddenly turned his head to get the shock of his life. He clenched his jaw in rage and quickly but softly landed on the ground. In an instant, he ran back to where Nicholas was standing.

And he immediately whispered in Nicholas’ ear, “Sir, there are at least 30 of them following those 5 at the front.”

Both of them looked at each other with the same thing in their minds.

“We need to alert the others right now,” Nicholas mumbled, and the two of them took off towards the inn without wasting half a second.

Nicholas was faster than his soldier in reaching the inn. He quickly gestured for the ones who saw him to come closer, and then immediately ordered, “We are going to be attacked soon. At least 35 of them are on the way. Get in your position and prepare to fight back.”

Soon, when the others also joined in, Nicholas looked at one of them and asked, “Inform the royal guards about our situation.” After that soldier ran inside the inn, Nicholas asked everyone who was present there, “All of you have the pistols, right?”

Everyone nodded and tapped over their inner pockets.

And Nicholas gave out another order, “Target one werewolf each, and fire when I say so. And make that one shot count.” He took out his own pistol, and upon seeing the soldier who had gone inside join them again, he said with a determined look on his face, “16 of them should drop dead after the shots are fired. Am I clear?”

“Yes, sir,” everyone replied in the softest whisper.

Everyone then dispersed throughout the wide ground of the inn and positioned themselves in such a way that they would have a visual advantage over the enemies. Then they all cautiously waited for the enemies to arrive, everyone prepared to shoot and slay all of the enemies even at the cost of their own lives.

Soon enough, the whole squad could hear the rustling sound in the field. And with each second that passed, the sound became louder and louder, until one of the enemies was visible.

It was a man who was crawling on all fours through the field. He peeped out of the paddy field, and then looked around at the inn. He saw all the carriages and horses that were sitting at the inn’s ground.

‘Come on, rascals. Show yourselves,’ Nicholas thought to himself while narrowing his eyes at that man and pointing his pistol at his head.

That man looked back inside the field and then gestured his head towards the inn, signaling everyone to charge all at once.

And when almost half of them were out of the field, loud consecutive sounds went off.

BANG! BANG! BANG!