Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

"The forest will said that this matter is its responsibility. It will be responsible for clearing the influence on your body or soul."

As soon as Gotaya received the message from the forest will, he immediately repeated it to Glenn.

"I don't mean to blame it. I don't think anyone would have thought that there would be something like that hidden down there. Miscalculation is inevitable."

"So should we go back now?" asked Gotaya.

"Let's go." Glenn took the lead and left.

Gotaya followed behind.

……

dong dong dong...

Tia, who was preparing breakfast, heard a knock on the door. She put down what she was doing, wiped her hands, walked to the door and opened it.

Outside was an old man who was dressed very neatly and had fluffy white hair. He looked very artistic.

"Old sir, who are you looking for?" Tia asked politely.

She knew that this was not an ordinary place, so the old man in front of her might be very extraordinary.

But she thought too much.

"I'm Hopedo, an artist who is dedicated to painting. I'm here to find Mr. Glenn, the author of the fairy tale. Does he live here? I asked around for a long time before I learned from a little girl named Bonnie that he lives here. Excuse me, the environment here is really terrible and is totally unworthy of a genius like Mr. Glenn."

The old man spoke with his hands and gestures, and his speed was a little fast, which made Tia stunned.

But all she needed to know was that they were here to find Glenn.

"Okay, old man, please come in and sit down. I'll go call him down."

Tia took the old man to the living room and sat him down, then went upstairs and knocked on Glenn's bedroom door.

After a while, Glenn came down from upstairs rubbing his eyes.

"Excuse me, are you looking for me?" Glenn asked.

"Are you Glenn, the author of fairy tales?" Hopedo stood up, straightened his clothes, and looked very serious.

"Yes...I wrote it," Glenn said guiltily, not being sure of the other party's intention.

After getting the affirmation, the old man immediately showed an exaggerated and surprised expression, and walked forward to give Glenn a big hug, "Oh my God! I finally found you! Thank you for your story, it gave me a lot of inspiration! I am Hopedo, a painter from the city of Lions, and we will definitely have a lot to talk about!"

Glenn was so confused by the hug that he couldn't find the words to respond to the other person's rapid speech.

"Please sit down first, we can talk slowly." Glenn could only let the other party sit down first, and then think about how to get rid of this strange painter.

"Mr. Hopdo, I'm honored that you like my story. This is the greatest compliment to the author, and you are also an artist."

Glenn started with a polite opening, "I didn't expect you would come all the way to a small place like this to find me, but I wonder if your purpose of coming here is just to get to know me? This really makes me ashamed."

"Of course you deserve this kind of treatment from me, but the purpose of my coming here is not just to get to know you. I also want to invite you to join our club, a club that only belongs to artists!"

Hopeto explained with a smile.

"Club?" Glenn deliberately showed an interested expression.

"Yes, the club." Hopeto clearly identified with the club he belonged to. "The full name of the club is the Genius Kitchen Club. The people in the club are like chefs, eager to make high-end food that will satisfy everyone!"

"What a great name." Glenn agreed.

At this time, Tia brought Glenn's special juice drink. After listening to the conversation between the two, she thought that Glenn was indeed a great cook.

"But..." Glenn was about to say no when Hopedo thought of something.

He continued, "By the way, our club is sponsored by Her Royal Highness the Third Princess of the Kingdom. Everyone receives a huge sum of money every year for creation."

Glenn decisively held back his words, smiled and stepped forward, shook hands and said: "I actually have a lot of inspiration waiting to be realized. If I join your department, I will definitely be able to show it well!"

"Yes! I knew you were a genius like us!" Hopedo was extremely happy.

The two of them suddenly became very good friends. Hope asked a lot of questions about how Glenn created these stories and was eager to get some inspiration from them.

Although Glenn is not the author, he has no problem talking about some of his previous life’s interpretations of fairy tales, without revealing any flaws.

Finally, Hopeto felt that the trip was almost over and was ready to return. He invited Glenn:

"Joining the club requires some formalities, and you must go there in person. Do you want to come with me now? When you get to my place, I can treat you well and help you with all the formalities."

Glenn thought for a moment and refused, "I'd like to go right now, but I have some things to deal with here, so please tell me your address and I'll visit you when the time comes."

Hopedo didn't think much about it and directly told the detailed address of his home.

When he got outside, he still complained: "Oh, look at this place, it's like a forgotten pre-war ruin, how can it be suitable for living? Mr. Glenn, you deserve a better environment, please believe me, buy a house in the main city as soon as possible."

"I will." Glenn looked at the surrounding buildings, and then at Hopeto's completely fearless look, and couldn't help asking again:

"Mr. Hopeto, most people wouldn't dare come here alone. You are very brave."

When he reached the street, Hopeto turned around and said with a smile, "Mr. Glenn, don't look at my age, but I was on the battlefield when I was young. I won't be afraid even if I encounter a monster."

You can see a hint of arrogance in the artist's eyes at this moment.

Glenn laughed in silence, said his final goodbye, and did not forget to ask Yehou to protect the other party in secret.

Club... I guess I have to save some story drafts in the future. I can't just take other people's funds for nothing, right? ... Thinking of this, Glenn closed the door.

The day ended uneventfully in the evening.

Glenn, Tia and Ravel were having a midnight snack in the living room.

After filling his stomach, Glenn suddenly said to Ravel:

"Your parents are back. I told them when I came back from the main city a few days ago that you can leave tomorrow."

Ravel was stunned.

Glenn then said to Tia, "You too, go with him."

The little maid lowered her head and did not respond.

"Can I leave tomorrow?" Ravel was a little overwhelmed.

"Yes." Glenn nodded, and then warned, "After being together for so long, I think you know what kind of personality I have. If you do something that makes me unhappy again in the future..."

There was a coldness in his eyes, "The fate of Earl Punk and his men is the same as the fate of your family."