Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

"Calm down, priest of the Tachia tribe. We know the pain you feel for losing your child, but you also know the fate of the elves falling into the hands of those human nobles. Even if they don't die, they will be endlessly humiliated. If they come back, they will only be a stain on your tribe..."

"No--!" The female elf in white robe below shouted hoarsely. She was obviously irritated by the words of the high elf above.

"Master Priest! Please take care of yourself!"

There were a dozen or so forest elves accompanying them. Seeing the reaction of their tribe's priest, they all stepped forward worriedly.

The white-robed elf bit his teeth, forcing himself to hold back his tears, and said in an almost pleading tone: "Then I beg you, please help me. I am willing to bear any price."

The hall was silent for a long time before the majestic voice of the high elf was heard:

"We will send an envoy to the Kingdom of Zen. This is what we can do. As for whether we can find your daughter, we cannot guarantee it."

"Thank you very much..." The white-robed female priestess bowed and then left with her fellow tribesmen.

After the door of the hall was closed, a high elf on the platform said, "Their tribe does not belong to our kingdom either. Is it really necessary to help them like this?"

The high elf standing in the middle said, "We are all children of the Great Mother Goddess. We should be one family. In addition, the kingdom once issued a decree to protect the rights of all our kind."

"Just think of it as doing it for the Mother Goddess." said another high elf.

……

Bayek, Wailin.

Gotaya was holding a wooden stick, waving it in a very impressive manner.

After Glenn took the time to train and teach her, she was able to learn a lot every time.

This made her excited, and she learned to slack off at work to do these things.

Practicing these moves seemed to be more addictive to her than her previous archery training.

If Glenn hadn't been so busy with all the things that had happened these days, she would definitely have challenged him to a fight whenever she had the chance.

She found that there was still a lot worth exploring about Glenn, but he had always kept things to himself from her, which made her extremely dissatisfied.

She fought the imaginary enemy for another three hundred rounds before she stopped to rest.

Looking at the foggy sky, she suddenly thought of her mother, the kind elf in a white robe who smiled gently at her.

"That human said that the Saixi Kingdom would send an envoy, but there has been no movement yet. Could he be lying to me?" she whispered to herself.

In fact, Glenn once told her that if there was no news from the Kingdom of Saixi, as long as she wanted, Glenn could find time to find a way to send her back.

But she was a little conflicted, because she felt like she hadn't learned much about this so-called kung fu, and she was unwilling to leave like this.

And considering the long lifespan of the elves, the time spent here is not a big deal.

Just as I was feeling confused, a voice full of complaints came over me: "Elf woman! It's your turn to take over! I'm so tired!"

Gotaya stood up, and now it was Ravel's turn to slack off.

……

Due to the impact of the war, the opening of Glenn's Butcher Shop did not achieve the expected results.

Maybe there are few pedestrians because there are many knights walking on the street.

In the past, there were travelers and merchants passing through the town, but they probably won’t appear for some time in the future, and they will definitely avoid this area.

Three people were enough in the shop, and Dany would volunteer to help out.

Although Glenn sleeps here, he chats with Dany and her son for a while during the day, and spends the rest of his time with the old man.

He still focuses on learning magic.

The introductory magic book given by Daoof is almost at the last few pages, which means that he will be able to truly step into the field of magic soon.

Just after returning to Dude Town from the old man, Glenn was stopped by a big man in craftsman's clothes.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Glenn?" the big man asked.

"It's me, what's the matter?" Glenn asked puzzledly while sitting in the carriage.

He had no impression of the person in front of him.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Cliff, and I'm the most famous carpenter in Kanchi Road Town."

The big man straightened his clothes and said solemnly.

Carpenter? Looking for me? Is he looking for an apprentice? Glenn wondered.

He thought that this guy might have thought that the furniture he made was good, so he wanted to take it back and make money with him.

But that's not what the big man said:

"You may not know that the furniture you make has become the most popular in our area! The nobles in our area have collected your furniture at high prices, and we ordinary carpenters have also imitated your furniture and made a lot of money!

"But for some reason, we can never make it as beautiful as yours, so we sell it cheaply to civilian merchants."

After hearing this, Glenn understood, "So you are here to become my disciple?"

"Apprentice?" The big man heard this phrase for the first time, but he quickly understood the meaning and nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, I want to be your disciple. I am willing to pay you, so please teach me, dear sir."

"Sorry, this is an exclusive skill and will not be passed on to others." Glenn flatly refused.

Knowing that the furniture he makes is so profitable, only a fool would spread the news and create a competitor for himself.

The big man in front of him was honest. If he didn't tell him about this, Glenn might have agreed.

"Sir, don't be so quick to refuse. We can talk!" The big man obviously didn't want to give up.

Glenn pretended to think for a moment and suggested, "I can teach you, but you have to come and help me. In other words, you have to be my employee."

The big man was startled, then shook his head and said, "No, no! I won't work for others! How much can I earn from that? I want to make money on my own."

Glenn didn't say much, but instead laid out his own treatment: "You can take 60% of the proceeds from the furniture sold."

Cliff lowered his head and counted on his fingers, but after a long time he still couldn't figure it out.

At this time, Glenn's voice sounded again: "Food and lodging are provided."

"Uh..." This time Cliff was completely shaken. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, but I'll just try for a few days. If it doesn't work, I'll have to leave on my own."

"How many days?" Glenn smiled softly. "Okay, but don't think I'll teach you anything in these few days. I'll only sell you the finished product, and you can only take 30%."

"No problem." Cliff did not hesitate. He knew that this would be the result of his request.

"You have to transport it back yourself. You can see the situation here. There are not many customers. It's a pity you dare to come here."

Glenn pointed at the surrounding scene.

"I came here because I was notified that the demon had been repelled." Cliff scratched his head.

"Come in the car. I happen to have some stock. I'll take you to see it." Glenn motioned for the other party to get in the car.

The latter did not hesitate and immediately climbed onto the rear frame of the car.

"By the way, do you have a carriage? How do you transport the goods?"

Glenn suddenly asked as the deer cart started.

"That's no problem. I can hire a fleet of cars."