Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Time passed slowly.

Several weeks had passed since Glenn wrote to Defa, but he had not received a reply yet.

He had originally planned to investigate the whereabouts of the half-succubus who intended to murder Dany after meeting with Defa, and then settle accounts with the third prince of the Kingdom of Tanks.

However, I didn't expect it to be delayed until now.

The news of the war in the Kingdom of Winter has spread across the country and can be heard on the streets of every town.

Perhaps in order to avoid causing panic, the news coming from the front line was not very bad.

But Glenn knew that these were most likely illusions, and the situation could be much worse.

The Mask of Precognition said that the ice monsters were doomed to fail, but when Glenn mentioned it later, it added:

"Although we won't win, many people will die. The Kingdom of Winter will be seriously injured and will probably slowly decline in the future."

Glenn could only sigh. War was bound to result in casualties. If he went to help, he would probably be targeted by both sides. He could only hope that not too many innocent people would be affected.

Thinking of this, he came to the old man's door and knocked gently.

The door opened quickly, and the old man holding the puppy stood behind the door and asked doubtfully:

"Is there a problem?"

"I wrote to your friend, Defa, but she hasn't replied to my letter yet. Can you contact her?"

Glenn stated the purpose of his visit.

The old man frowned after hearing this. He pondered for a moment before turning around and saying:

"You come in first."

It looks like something went wrong… Glenn followed the old man into the room.

He was asked to sit in the living room. The old man put his dog down and said to Glenn:

"Wait here for a moment. I'll try to contact her now."

Glenn nodded and watched the other person enter the small door leading to the basement.

After the figure disappeared, he turned his gaze to the puppy who was looking at him curiously.

The fact that the old man was able to leave his beloved baby here without worrying about it showed that he absolutely trusted Glenn.

The little guy looked so silly that Glenn couldn't help but reach out and scratch his belly.

The latter was very afraid of strangers, but could not escape Glenn's grasp and was turned over on his back, causing Glenn to scratch him for a while.

The puppy made a fierce barking sound to express its protest.

After playing for a while, the old man came back with a gloomy look on his face. He ignored Glenn's behavior and said:

"I can't contact her either. Something must have happened."

In fact, he had tried to contact the other party several times in the past few days, but when he failed, he just thought that the other party had something special to do, until now Glenn came to him.

"What are you going to do?" Glenn asked, standing up.

"I'm going to find her."

"Just you? Aren't you afraid of getting yourself into trouble?"

"Aren't you going?"

"I..." Glenn was stunned, "I'll go."

He still had to ask the other party for the file, not to mention that considering the chance encounter and the old man's life, he had to go.

"When to set off?"

"Now."

After the old man finished speaking, he went upstairs to organize his equipment, while Glenn went to call Night Howl and Big Deer over.

He didn't need to bring any equipment, and it wouldn't be of much use even if he did. The big red sword was still gathering dust in the basement.

The two met outside the town just like last time. Glenn let the old man ride the big deer, while Glenn himself rode Nightroar.

A tall and strong man riding a much smaller deer.

A man the size of an ordinary adult, but riding a huge and powerful monster.

This looks very inconsistent.

"I think we should change mounts." The old man, who was riding on a big deer and was much shorter than Glenn, suggested rather helplessly.

"It's good enough to have a ride, why are you complaining?" Glenn didn't care at all.

The old man stopped talking.

"Where to?" Glenn asked.

"Go to the magic spire in the main city. Defa is the chief there. Someone should know her movements."

The two of them set off.

……

In a strange space full of thorns, the ground was covered with corpses and the messy remains of magic filled the air.

A group of seriously injured people gathered together, licking their wounds with limited supplies.

Defa, wearing a dark green lady's wizard robe, leaned to one side, looking at the road ahead that seemed to have no end, with a dazed look in her eyes.

As a respectable upper-class person in the kingdom, she was one of the first people to learn about the intelligence from the Kingdom of Winter.

Unexpectedly, I would encounter the so-called pipeline myself.

She met him on her way to a friend's party.

The entrance was hidden very secretly, but she still found it. Through her extensive knowledge, she recognized the pipe.

The original plan was to notify the kingdom's top leaders as quickly as possible.

But what she didn't expect was that after being discovered, the entrance suddenly sucked her and her followers in.

This is the measure taken by the group of ice crack monsters to prevent the entrance from being exposed.

Defa arrived in the pipeline and tried to break through the exit without success. After hesitating for a while, he decided to take his followers and try to break into the pipeline leading to the ruins.

At the beginning, we encountered some weak little bastards.

But later on, the enemies became stronger and stronger, and their numbers decreased a lot.

At the same time, she also met several high-level extraordinary people who were also accidentally sucked in. The two groups joined together and were barely able to deal with the subsequent attack.

But they already know that there is a high probability that they will die here.

Those monsters are just playing with them now, but in fact their every move is being monitored by the enemy.

The other side could have sent powerful monsters to destroy them all earlier, but they didn't. They just let them die slowly.

I didn’t expect that even at my age, I could still be as passionate as a child… Defa thought to himself with self-mockery.

"Let's not go any further. If the Kingdom finds the entrance, it will be convenient for them to rescue us."

Someone suggested in a hoarse voice.

"We have no problem with that."

Defa replied that she represented herself and the rest of her entourage.

"Is this considered self-consolation? I don't think the kingdom has much chance of finding the entrance. Just accept our fate. We will die here."

Someone else said pessimistically.

"You really know how to pour cold water on me. I just had a little hope, you bastard."

A soldier hit the speaker.

Everything that happens at this moment is reflected in a mirror.

In front of the mirror sat a monster with a long mouth and one eye.

It is none other than the general who is guarding the ruins at the end of the passage where Germany and France are trapped.

"It's the most wonderful thing in the world to appreciate the desperation of these parasites, isn't it?"

A lizard-like creature was lying on the general's shoulder, speaking the unique language of the ice monsters.

"These are still too little. I want to see more. Can't we find a way to suck in more parasites?"

the General asked unsatisfiedly.

"For the sake of concealment, it's best to keep the status quo."

"What a bummer."

The general was disappointed.

"But don't be discouraged. The disappearance of these people will surely attract more people to look for them, and the flow will continue."

……