Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

The two of them and the child talked and laughed as they arrived in front of a restaurant with extremely luxurious decorations.

Seeing that they were going to such an expensive place, Dani was a little reluctant. "Is it too extravagant to eat here?"

If my parents were still alive, I would not blink an eye at eating in a place like this, but now that I know life is not easy, I naturally don’t want to waste money.

"It's the mercenaries' money anyway, so just consider it as their invitation." Glenn said nonchalantly.

And Ricky also showed a longing look.

Dany's heart softened and she said no more, following Glenn into the restaurant.

The restaurant's medieval-style decoration catches the eye. As a large restaurant in a crowded area, there are a lot of customers eating there.

Glenn searched for a long time before he found an empty seat. He put Ricky on the seat and asked Danny to sit down and wait while he went to order.

Waiters in restaurants don't come with menus to ask customers what they want to order; they are only responsible for delivering food.

Guests need to go to a specific ordering counter to place their order.

The original owner was very familiar with these procedures in his memory.

When the appetizing-looking Western dishes were served, the three of them began to eat happily.

Glenn used his ability to chat to make this family reunion less silent and boring.

And Ricky gradually fell in love with his uncle because of Glenn's humor and enthusiasm for them.

When we were enjoying our meal, the waiter suddenly brought two bottles of wine and said, "This is what a lady ordered for you."

Glenn and Dany both looked confused.

Glenn looked at the two bottles of wine on the table and asked the waiter, "Where is the lady?"

The waiter subconsciously looked in one direction, and Glenn followed his gaze.

He soon found out who sent it.

A fashionable, elegant lady was sitting at a table not far away, looking at him from a distance.

"Murphy?" Glenn whispered the other person's name.

It was the vampire that Glenn had met once in Dude Town. He didn't expect that the other party would appear here.

Murphy, who was in the distance, raised his glass towards him and smiled as if to say hello.

And she was not the only one at her table.

First, a handsome man sitting opposite Murphy turned his head and glanced at Glenn.

Then two more women with equally delicate features poked their heads out to watch.

Dany also turned her head to take a look, then asked Glenn, "Who are they?"

"Friends I met not long ago." Glenn said with a smile, and stood up gently, "I'll go say hello to them."

Dany nodded, thinking it was as it should be.

Walking to Murphy's table, Miss Vampire smiled, "You escaped here, right? Have you seen those demons?"

Glenn did not answer the question. Instead, he leaned his hand on the back of his chair and said, "You are really brave. You show up in a place like this together. You are not afraid of being caught and made into magic materials."

"We naturally have our own ways, but you, the wolf... huh?!"

Murphy's eyes suddenly widened when she was halfway through her speech. She asked in a very puzzled tone:

"You removed the curse?"

"What curse?" the handsome man sitting opposite Murphy asked in a puzzled tone.

He was very unhappy that Glenn approached him without permission. It was too presumptuous of a mere human being to do so.

"It wasn't removed, it was just hidden using some tricks," Glenn said briefly.

This made the handsome man feel ignored, but before he could get angry, Murphy answered his question first:

"Werewolf curse. When I first met him, I realized he was a werewolf."

"What!?" The handsome man and the other two ladies all had red eyes and their fangs were faintly visible.

"Be careful!" Murphy quickly reminded them.

The eyes and fangs immediately retracted, and the three returned to their original appearance.

"You dare to approach us, werewolf? Do you think we dare not kill you here?"

The man tilted his head slightly and stared at Glenn coldly.

But Glenn had no intention of communicating with him at all.

Murphy continued what he had just said and asked Glenn, "Why didn't I know that werewolves have methods like yours?"

"That's just your short-sightedness." Glenn shrugged.

"You!" Murphy was angry. The werewolf in front of him was still so irritating.

"We don't know about this method either." The female vampire sitting next to Murphy said as if she was standing up for a friend.

"That means you are all short-sighted," Glenn said without hesitation.

"Murphy, can I kill him?" The female vampire said to Murphy in anger.

Murphy ignored his companion's dissatisfaction, but took a deep breath and asked Glenn: "Do you know who you are talking to now? Mr. Werewolf."

"Aren't they just four level four vampires?" Glenn said lightly.

"You knew?!" Murphy and his three companions were all shocked, "How did you know that?!"

"Hehe, I just guessed, but it looks like I guessed it right." Glenn smiled cunningly.

This was indeed his guess. Based on his understanding of this world and his analysis of the arrogance of Murphy and the others, his guess should be very accurate.

"What?!" The four were surprised at first, and then felt ashamed of being shown off their intelligence.

They were high-ranking vampires, yet they were fooled by a werewolf. If they told others about this, the other vampires would definitely laugh to death.

"Murphy! I don't care! I'm going to kill him now!"

"Silence them! Only the four of us should know what happened today!"

"I've been holding back for a long time!"

Murphy took another deep breath, told himself to put the overall situation first, and said to his three companions who were about to go berserk:

"Alright! Stop being like a werewolf! Keep it classy!"

Glenn was just secretly laughing on the side. He didn't know why, but he wanted to play a trick on these vampires who were pretending to be arrogant.

"Mr. Werewolf, did you come here just to tease us?" Murphy asked calmly, as if nothing had just happened.

"Of course not. Were we just trying to liven up the atmosphere?" Glenn waved his hand. "Since you gave me two bottles of wine, you must be treating me as a friend. It would be wrong not to come over and say hello."

"Who is your friend? I just want to tell you that I'm here." Murphy rolled his eyes.

At this time, the handsome man asked in an even colder tone: "Since you know that we are level 4 vampires, you still dare to approach us. Are you really not afraid of death?"

Ever since he knew that the other person was a werewolf, he felt uncomfortable all over, especially since the other person was right next to his back.

"Can you tell what level of werewolf I am?" Glenn asked back.

Murphy was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "When I first met you, I judged from your aura that you were at most level three. Could it be that you are already level four now?"

"So you can't tell." Glenn nodded. "I can be a level three werewolf or a level five werewolf. This is why I dare to talk to you here."