65 65 Stories Wounded Fenrir (1) (1/2)

They were then taken to a building in the park.

Ignoring the sign that said ”No entry except by authorized personnel,” the keeper walked deeper and deeper into the building. I followed his back to ...... and eventually arrived at a large room.

”We have a wizard guest!

”Oh, that's great!

The keeper shouted, and there were cheers from everywhere.

It seemed to be a laboratory of sorts. It seemed to be a laboratory of sorts, lined with tools for preparing medicines and hay, and full of keepers dressed like the woman who had brought Allen and his friends here.

In the midst of all this, an elderly man in a white lab coat approaches Allen cautiously.

But you're still young, by the looks of you. Are you sure you want to go to ......?

Then he raises his eyebrows and stares at Allen's face.

”Are you by any chance a son of the ...... Crawford family?

...... Well, yes, I am. Have I met you before?

”I've seen you once at an open lecture at Athena Academy of Magic. I see. It's reassuring to know that the Crawfords are here!

The man smiled his bearish face and asked for a handshake.

I'm the director of this magical zoo. I'm the director of this zoo, and I'm asking for your help.

I don't mind, but ...... what the hell is going on?

”You'll have to take a look at .......

The director, with a hard face, invited Allen and the others to go deeper into the laboratory.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

It's ......!

And Allen was speechless.

Inside the cage was a large wolf. Its silvery-white fur was glossy, and its crimson eyes gave the impression of strength of will.

It is a very rare species of demon, ...... Fenrir.

The adult Fenrir is as big as a house, but this one is no bigger than a human. In addition, its fur was covered in reddish-black dirt, and its low growl had no power.

Charlotte gasped and asked in a shaky voice, ”Are you hurt?

”Are you hurt, ......?

Yes,......, I lost my parents and was attacked by poachers.

The director shook his head with a somber expression.

The fenrir is an endangered species, and unless there is a serious problem, it cannot be killed. However, their pelts and bones can be used to make high-quality magical tools, so there is no end to the poaching.