Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

"I missed you too, Ambrose. You're still so noisy." Doof smiled and pointed at the wooden dragon head.

"Do you need my help? I know most of the information here and can save you most of the time."

"Thank you, but I think I am good enough on my own."

Daofu said and walked deeper.

The royal library is not only decorated in an extremely grand and magnificent manner, but also has a very large space, with each bookshelf being as tall as a city wall.

There were also a few figures that flashed by, all of them were people of extremely high status, otherwise they would not be qualified to enter here.

Someone recognized Daoof's identity and came up to greet him with a very happy expression.

Daoof always responded with a kind smile and ended the conversation after just a few words.

Such a large library naturally has corresponding search methods. Although Daofu has not been here for a long time, he is still familiar with it.

He quickly found the area where the information he wanted was located, waved his magic wand to pull a large pile of books out of the bookshelf, and started searching on the spot.

Time passed little by little.

Human figures occasionally flashed by, but no one came forward to disturb the old magician who was concentrating.

Even after reading all the information, Daofu still didn't find what he wanted to know.

He changed to another area, took out related books, and read them on the spot.

I don't know how many batches I changed, but still nothing happened.

But Daoof had no intention of stopping.

The Royal Library also has an inner level that only people of higher status can enter.

As it happens, he has the qualifications.

Daoof walked towards the inner layer without stopping.

An old tall double door stands quietly in the center of the library.

This is the only access to the inner layer.

It is said that this door was created by a high-level magician during the reign of the first king of the Kingdom of Zen, and it has the most powerful protective power in the kingdom.

As soon as Daoof walked to the door, it slowly opened.

In just a moment, Daofu's qualifications were recognized. This was the power of the gate in front of him.

There is no possibility of impersonation, as the detection magic can expose any disguise.

Daoof walked in and the door closed automatically.

The inner space is much smaller than the outer space, but it contains extremely valuable information.

Daoof didn't make any unnecessary moves and started looking for what he wanted just like he did outside.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Even after Doof had searched all the books that might have recorded situations like Glenn's, he still found nothing.

"It seems that Glenn's situation is a case that has never occurred before. This is a headache."

Daoof used his staff to push away the various materials and books scattered around him, stood up, and immediately felt a pain in his waist.

He hammered it with his hand, "I don't know what time it is now?"

"It's already noon the next day." A hoarse and old voice suddenly came from the side.

Daoof turned his head and immediately bowed and said, "Your Majesty."

It turned out that there was a staircase not far from Daoof, on which sat an old man in a blue and yellow robe, reading a book attentively.

This man is the king of the Kingdom of Zen, King Mechalido.

The king was not wearing a royal robe or a crown at the moment. He was just dressed in daily clothes and reading a book here.

He is thin, with completely white hair, no beard, and sharp eyes. At first glance, he looks like a stern and serious old man.

"When I came in, I saw you looking for something with a sad face. I thought you might have encountered something serious, Daofu. I remember that you are a very stable person, and you seldom come here."

The king closed the book gently and looked at Daoof, his tone meticulous.

"Yes, I encountered something that I couldn't figure out, so I came here to see if there was an answer."

Doof straightened up and answered.

"Have you found it?" the king asked calmly.

"No." Daofu shook his head.

"You will find it. I believe you have the ability." The king didn't seem to care about what problems Daoof encountered.

He stood up with his hands on his knees, put the book in his hand back on the bookshelf, and continued: "Have you heard about what happened a few days ago?"

"Of course I heard about it. It's hard not to care about it." Doof followed the king with his staff in his hand.

"A level seven werewolf. If Fate hadn't said it himself, I wouldn't have believed it. Werewolves are no longer the little characters we look down upon."

The king pulled out another book with a red cover without looking at the person behind him.

Daoof sighed inwardly. He was actually quite sure that it was Glenn. The new apprentice was too special to be explained correctly using any known knowledge.

He also did not forget to respond to the king's words:

"I think that might just be a special case. There won't be such special cases among werewolves in the future."

"That's not guaranteed, Doof." The king turned the pages of the book with a sad tone.

"Your Majesty, even if a second level seven werewolf appears, our kingdom can still handle it, so don't worry too much."

There are powers above level seven in the Kingdom of Zen, but they are difficult to use.

The king just nodded when he heard this.

For a moment, they were both silent, with only the sound of the king turning the pages of the book.

Daoof noticed that the king was reading secret historical records from previous centuries, which made him wonder.

From the conversation just now, he realized that the king didn't really care about the so-called level seven werewolf and was just chatting with him casually.

What the king really cared about was not actually said, and it might be related to the book the other party was reading.

Just when Daoof had some clues, the king spoke again:

"Doof, why do you think those demons are so eager to conquer our world?"

"They covet the beauty of our world, where there is better air, richer resources, and more intense magic."

What Daoof said was almost the consensus of the entire continent on the cause of the demon invasion.

"But some demons can't survive here for long and are more suitable for living in the underworld. Why is that?"

The king closed the book again and turned to look at Daoof.

The latter was silent for a while before saying, "You also said it, Your Majesty, there are some."

In fact, Daoof understood what the king wanted to express. He simply thought that there were other reasons why the demons invaded the upper world.

But he still preferred his previous explanation for too many reasons.

"Yeah, I hope I think too much..." The king suddenly smiled.

He changed the subject and said, "You haven't been to the capital for a while. It happens to be the birthday of one of my sons in a few days. You should come too."

Daoof shook his head, "I'm so sorry, Your Majesty. I just accepted a new apprentice. Due to some special circumstances, I have to rush back to finish teaching him, so I won't be attending the birthday party."

"That's a pity. I would like you to teach my children some magic." The king said regretfully.