Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Glenn waited for a long time, and when he heard no more voice in his mind, he looked at the giant's corpse in front of him again, turned around and left with the giant sword.

Since the space in the corridor was not too large, Glenn had to work hard to carry the giant sword out of the ruins.

When we got back to the ground, we found that everyone was there, which meant they had moved out everything that needed to be moved.

A few people who were grinning while holding gems immediately put away their expressions, put their things down, and walked forward with ingratiating expressions when they saw Glenn appear.

Glenn ignored the flattery of these people, but turned around and pulled the huge red sword out of the deep pit.

When everyone saw this extremely beautiful giant sword, they exclaimed in amazement, their eyes and mouths widened.

"Glenn! What is this?! Where did you get it from!?" Little Leaf jumped under the giant sword, wanting to reach out and touch it.

"This is... a big sword!" Little Mushroom thought for a while and explained it to Little Leaf very seriously.

Glenn put the red giant sword aside, still letting the two little girls admire it, while he said to the others:

"I have already explored the rest of the ruins below. I have eliminated all the possible dangers. You guys divide up the work and carry up all the valuable items. I have marked all the rooms that contain the good stuff..."

Glenn then gave a general account of the layout of the ruins at the back and what the marks he had made were.

Just as he was about to order the group to start working, Little Leaf came over and said, "Glenn, shouldn't we eat first?"

These words made the group of people look at Xiao Ye with gratitude.

They had been working for so long that they were already hungry.

After Glenn was reminded of this, he realized that he was a little hungry too.

It seems that he didn't have breakfast either.

"Okay, then fill your stomach first and then work."

……

King's capital.

Saint-Atin district.

In a luxurious villa.

A very beautiful noble girl was fixing her hair in front of a dressing mirror.

Suddenly, her fingers paused slightly.

The next moment, the exquisite room disappeared, and the noble girl appeared in a void space. After a few seconds, everything returned to normal.

Her dark eyebrows slightly frowned, and she pointed at her chin with her slender fingers, muttering to herself: "Strange? Why did it die suddenly?"

As soon as the words fell, the maid's voice came from outside the room:

"Ms. Illya, your friends have arrived and are waiting for you to come over."

The noble girl called Ilia opened the door, showing a beautiful smile that could charm countless boys and even girls, and said:

"Let's go, but don't keep my friends waiting."

The maid outside kept her head down, not daring to look into her mistress' eyes, but even so, the gentle and beautiful voice made the maid's heart beat faster.

"Yes... yes, I'll lead the way, young lady." The maid spoke a little haltingly.

Seeing the maid like this, Illya smiled even more.

This was her home, so she didn't need a maid to lead the way, but today was a dance party held by Ilia's mother, and many people gathered in the hall.

In order to avoid being disturbed, the maid would arrange a route where no one passed by and lead Illya to where her friends were.

Walking through the corridor, you can faintly hear voices and music in the hall.

When the two passed a balcony above the hall, Illya stopped.

The maid kept an eye on her master's movements. When she heard the footsteps disappear behind her, she stopped and turned around, asking cautiously:

"What's wrong? Miss Illya."

Illya closed her eyes and did not answer. After a moment, her ethereal voice sounded:

"What is this music? Why have I never heard it before? It feels like I'm in another world."

The maid also listened for a while, then smiled and replied: "This is a new song composed by Master Dangome, The Ugly Duckling, which is composed for a story. It's normal that you haven't heard it, young lady."

"Story?" Illya was a little curious. "I've heard that Master Dangome hasn't composed any new music for a long time. It's said that he plans to stop composing. He actually picked up his pen again for a story. What kind of story has such charm?"

The maid seemed to know more about this matter. She just considered her words and answered:

"I heard that this is a new type of story for children, called a fairy tale, created by a writer from a remote town in Battersea. The story was originally only circulated in that area, but later, due to the invasion of the devil, the story gradually spread along with the refugees, and the ugly duckling is one of these stories."

After listening, Illya showed a very interested expression and said, "Remember to send this collection of fairy tales to my room, as well as the record of this new song by Master Dangome."

The maid naturally agreed, and the two continued on their way.

After turning a few corners, a room illuminated by bright orange light appeared in front.

The sound of several people talking and laughing could be heard from inside.

When Illya walked into the room, everyone looked over at her.

The room was very large, not much smaller than the hall where the ball was being held.

Among them were about ten people, all of whom were young people dressed extremely luxuriously and obviously had extraordinary status.

"Sorry everyone, I've kept you waiting for so long." Illya apologized and gave a noble salute to the people in the room.

When she appeared, everyone in the room couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. After her voice fell, someone responded belatedly and awkwardly.

"It's okay for us to wait as long as we can to see the beautiful Miss Illya."

"Ms. Illya, you are still so charming. We were all stunned just now. Haha..."

"Ms. Illya, please do me a favor and dance with me later."

Faced with everyone's enthusiasm, Illya seemed to be at ease and was able to respond to everyone politely, so that no one present felt left out.

"Ms. Illya, I really liked the gift you gave me on my birthday, so I also prepared the best gift for you this time. You will definitely like it."

The one who spoke was a blond young man. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone else shut up, because the person with the highest status at the scene was him - His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince of the Kingdom, Prince Gal.

"I am also very happy that His Royal Highness likes the birthday present I gave him. Similarly, I am also looking forward to what kind of gift His Royal Highness will give me."

Illya's every move and expression made everyone present's heart beat faster, and Prince Gar, who was closest to her, felt it most obviously.

When the girl in front of him showed him even the slightest smile, it would arouse his endless possessiveness and he would want to hug the person in front of him, but he tried his best to restrain himself because he was afraid of being rude.

If the other person hates you, that would be the last thing you want to see.

There was a cunning gleam in Illya's eyes. She knew that she couldn't seduce the prince too much and had to find a good balance, so she turned to other people the next second.

"Okay, let's start this tea party."