Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

"Are you hungry now?" Glenn couldn't help but tease.

Bonnie didn't answer, she just lowered her head in embarrassment.

Glenn suddenly stood up and opened the cloth bag he had placed on the table. A large piece of pork, a basket of vegetables, seasonings, cooking oil, and even a frying pan were all taken out by Glenn one by one, which made Bonnie's mouth open wide.

"Where is your kitchen?" Glenn asked the stunned Bonnie.

Bonnie subconsciously pointed to a room, and Glenn immediately walked there with the things.

At this moment, Bonnie seemed to have just come to her senses. She quickly stepped forward to stop Glenn and said, "Mr. Glenn, we can't eat these. They are too expensive!"

"But you ate a lot when you came to my house." Glenn said with a smile.

"I..." Bonnie felt ashamed and embarrassed.

"Well, I don't lack this little bit of food. After all, I have brought unnecessary trouble to your family. This is my compensation."

After that, he walked into the kitchen regardless of what Bonnie said.

Watching Glenn roll up his sleeves in the kitchen and cook with ease, Bonnie pursed her lips...

"Mr. Glenn, let me help you." She also rolled up her sleeves like Glenn and went into the kitchen.

"Then wash these vegetables. This is a good opportunity for you to learn from me. You can cook for your mother or friends often when you have the chance. It is basic for a girl to have good cooking skills." Glenn pointed to the vegetables on the side.

Bonnie nodded excitedly. She really liked Glenn's cooking and would be very satisfied if she could learn a little bit from it.

Time passed by, and when Bonnie's mother entered the house again, she smelled an appetizing aroma of food, and several home-cooked dishes were already on the table.

Bonnie just came out of the kitchen with a plate of fried meat. Seeing her mother, she immediately smiled and said, "Mom! Come and sit down. Mr. Glenn has made their special delicacy. You must try it!"

"This..." Bonnie's mother's brain seemed to have crashed, and she was completely unable to comprehend what was happening before her eyes.

Glenn also came out of the kitchen. He wiped his hands with a cloth and said with the same smile, "Madam, I borrowed your kitchen for a while. I hope this doesn't cause you any trouble."

"Of course... not..." Bonnie's mother waved her hands repeatedly.

"That's good." Glenn raised his hand to signal, "Try my cooking."

Bonnie's mother nodded blankly, sat down next to her daughter, and looked at the fragrant and exquisite dishes in front of her, and swallowed instinctively.

Taking the spoon handed to her by her daughter, she scooped a spoonful of fried meat into her mouth.

Just by chewing it, the taste she had never tasted before filled her entire mouth, and her eyes widened involuntarily.

Bonnie had already started eating without caring about her image. She had been hungry for a long time and almost couldn't hold back several times while cooking.

I just like your inexperienced expressions... Glenn watched their actions and felt secretly proud.

The three of them sat together and enjoyed the meal. Glenn would chat with Bonnie's mother from time to time, talking about miscellaneous things, and soon got to know the basic situation of the family.

Bonnie's mother was a cotton mill worker with a fairly steady income and the neighbors called her Mrs. Sally.

As Glenn had expected, she was a widow whose husband was beaten to death for offending a passing nobleman. Mrs. Sally raised her daughter alone and sent her to school.

Although she lost her father, Bonnie did not suffer too much, thanks to her mother having a good job.

After dinner, Glenn said goodbye, but Mrs. Sally immediately tried to persuade him to stay:

"It's better to rest for a night before going on, kid. It's too late now. The town has been restless these days. It's too dangerous to go out like this."

"Yeah, if you walk to Bayek now, it will probably be early morning." Bonnie kindly advised to stay.

I don't feel comfortable spending the night here... Glenn smiled helplessly, "Don't worry, ma'am, I know what's going on. You don't have to worry about me."

After saying that, Glenn turned and walked into the dark night.

……

Inside Chanis's manor.

The lord put down the letter in his hand and let out a breath. He said to the butler beside him, "Go and call Baber in."

"Yes, sir." The old butler, standing upright, nodded and then went out.

Soon, Barber, wearing armor, walked into the room with the butler.

He performed a standard knight's salute and waited for his master's orders.

"Find a way to capture that commoner named Glenn. I want to let him know the consequences of offending a noble and teach him a lesson he will never forget!" Chanis said in a cold tone.

"Understood!" Baber bowed again and turned to leave.

Chanis added, "Don't ever enter the town of Bayek. If you get into trouble, I can't save you!"

"I'll keep it in mind!" After saying this solemnly, Baber strode out of the room.

At this time, Lady Sophia came in. She stared at Babel's back with an inexplicable look in her eyes.

"Why are you here?" Chanis noticed his wife and asked.

"I just found out that you summoned Babel, so I came here. Did your friend reply? What did he say?" Sophia asked.

"The civilian named Glenn should be an ordinary person. My friend told me that he had no impression of this name. He even used his own channels to confirm this repeatedly."

"That's great! He actually dared to hit our son! We must not let him off easily!" Sophia gave a sinister smile.

Chanis hesitated for a moment, then said, "I don't intend to kill him, just teach him a lesson."

Sophia was stunned, "Why?!"

Chanis's eyes showed fatigue. "It's not easy to move the things of Bayekli. Besides, our family has fallen. Even if we kill a civilian, it will not end well."

The last time he went to see Berlin was to try to build some connections and get help from this aristocrat who was about to fall in love with him, but unfortunately, Berlin refused to see him.

……

In Dude Town, an inconspicuous tavern.

The small door was pushed open, and a dusty middle-aged man walked in from outside. He was dressed in common civilian clothes and had a gloomy look, so it was easy to ignore him at first glance.

The visitor looked around the tavern, and his eyes finally fell on a beautiful figure by the window.

He walked straight towards the figure and sat opposite him.

"A dignified magician is dressed like this? A...commoner?" Murphy looked at the middle-aged man opposite with disdain.

"Stop talking nonsense! Give me what I want, you damn vampire!" The middle-aged man's tone was extremely impolite, as if he hated vampires very much.

"Is this your attitude when you ask for help?" Murphy narrowed his eyes, a little annoyed, "Please understand, great magician, you took the initiative to ask me for help. If you want to make a good deal, you should first learn how to respect others!"

"Vampires don't deserve respect." The middle-aged man said with disdain, "Well, it's a waste of time to talk about this, give me the stuff now!"

Murphy clenched her fingers under the table, her pupils tending to turn red, and she said coldly: "I think there is no need to go on with this transaction. If you want something, go find someone else!"

After saying that, Murphy stood up, but before she could move her legs, the middle-aged man's next words made her stop.

"I suppose you don't want your castle to be visited by those great knights and great magicians?"

"You threaten me?!" Murphy's pupils turned completely red, and the air around him distorted slightly.

This change is invisible to the naked eye. The other drinkers just feel a tightness in their chest and have no idea who is causing all this.

"Yes, it's a threat. Don't look at me like that. If we fight here, you will be the only one who dies in the end, you stupid vampire." The middle-aged man leaned against the wall, his fingers groping for the wooden wine glass, his eyes without any emotion, just staring at Murphy.