"Even a person of pure heart, who never forgets to pray at night, may transform into a wolf on the night when the Aconite blooms under the full moon."
The leader of the Imperial Guard, Chiliarch, Dragon Descendant Werewolf Saha strolled through the now much quieter Golden City at dusk, he tilted his head to gaze at the rising round moon, enjoying the peaceful and orderly life.
This was his moment of respite. In fact, the three hundred fifty Imperial Guard Warriors were divided into tens, with dozens of teams of Imperial Guard Warriors always taking turns to stand guard, thus their vacations were more frequent than one might imagine.
"Another year of the full moon night, I wonder where my tribe has migrated to now,"
Wolfman Saha mused aloud. After settling in the Dragon Group Territory, he sent messages via Ravensoaks to his original Wolfman Tribe, from which he had lost contact due to the war with the Gata Empire.
