Abel felt something nibbling lightly at his feet. He looked down and saw his little black wolf, Black Wind, happily playing with his feet. He picked up Black Wind and gently stroked the soft fur on its body. Black Wind was growing to resemble a small dog, consuming a lot of food every day. Despite being small, Black Wind's daily consumption of gold coins was already equivalent to that of a fully grown warhorse.
After being interrupted by Black Wind, Abel no longer had the mood to continue training his spiritual power. His physical exhaustion and weakness led him to bring Black Wind to bed and hold it in his arms to sleep. Black Wind struggled to get out of Abel's embrace, full of energy and not wanting to sleep at all. Sensing that his owner's embrace was weakening, it wriggled out and tu
