Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

After leaving the extremely cold continent, the black griffin landed in a wilderness.

Glenn and Defa jumped off the griffin's back together.

Fite said:

"I have to go back and continue fighting. Goodbye, Defa, and the werewolf."

"Go ahead." Defa nodded gently.

The black griffin rose into the air again, let out a roar, and turned around to fly into the sky.

Fate never inquired further about Glenn's identity out of trust in Defa.

Defa felt that Glenn would not harm the kingdom, so Fate believed that he would not do so.

It is enough to just know this.

"What an interesting girl, just a little cold." Glenn changed into ordinary clothes and said jokingly.

Defa looked at him with a smile, "If you want to know more about her, I can tell you."

"Okay, I'll tell you on the way."

The two chatted as they walked towards the town in the distance.

……

Bayek.

The town was as quiet as usual.

Suddenly, there were soft footsteps.

A petite figure with black air all over her body and red eyes walked out from the depths of the town.

This is the figure of a girl, wearing a dress of unknown color, barefoot, and walking very mechanically.

She paused slightly as she passed Glenn's house, turned her head slightly, and seemed to glance at Glenn's house.

Then continue moving forward, heading towards the outside of the town.

……

The old man sat in the police station in Brogan Town.

He had just come out of the interrogation room and was in a very depressed mood.

As soon as Glenn entered the passage, a group of police officers surrounded him and tried to take him away by force.

No matter how he explained or threatened, the police officers remained unmoved.

Think he's doing something evil.

This made him extremely angry, but he couldn't resort to violence, or he would be charged with a serious crime.

He had no choice but to believe that Glenn could bring Defa back safely, and he was unwilling to be taken away by the police.

After much investigation and confirmation that the old man was a genuine doctorate in magic, the police agreed to temporarily release him from the interrogation room.

But you must stay in the police station for observation.

This period of time was extremely tormenting for him.

But just now, he learned about what happened on the Winter Battlefield from a policeman and watched a video.

There happens to be a scene in it where Glenn rescues Defa and others.

This made the old man feel better.

I just didn’t see the subsequent scenes, so I don’t know if there were any changes.

The video footage obtained by the police officers was also provided by official channels. It was only a short clip, and the rest of it has probably not been transmitted here yet.

At this moment, a small insect flew in from outside and landed directly in the old man's arms, and then turned into a short paragraph of text:

"We're fine."

The old man completely relaxed after seeing this text. He knew that this was the German-French communication magic, and he had seen it a long time ago.

After calming down, he was no longer anxious. He just had to wait for the police officers to investigate the matter and then they would let him go.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and soon someone arrived at the door and opened it.

A police officer and a brown-haired woman.

"Mr. Boll, I have made everything clear to them. We can go now."

It was Defa’s apprentice, the woman named Aidilis, who was standing outside the door and said with a smile.

……

Southern Continent, Eagle Empire.

The Spear of Punishment is in the Temple of Justice in the Royal Capital.

The spacious hall was extremely gorgeous, with exquisite murals on the dome, neat beams and pillars, and a huge spear statue symbolizing punishment embedded on a high platform right in front of the gate.

At this time, the hall was dim because all light sources were turned off.

There was only a magical illusion playing in the center of the hall.

That was exactly the scene that appeared on the battlefield of the Kingdom of Winter.

After the picture is played, a light source automatically appears in the hall to illuminate it.

There were more than a dozen figures standing below, all wearing the same uniform, and they lowered their heads towards the phantom.

"Law enforcement officers, what do you think after reading this?"

On the high platform above, a masked, hunched figure uttered an old voice.

After a few minutes of silence, a female voice answered:

"That werewolf might be strong enough to fight against Andrew."

The hunched figure laughed, not sure if it was sarcasm, "Andrew, what do you think?"

A sturdy young man walked out from below. There were three scratch marks on the right side of his face. He said in a deep voice:

"It's very powerful, and it's a little troublesome to kill it."

This made the hunched figure on the platform laugh out loud:

"Hahaha... Andrew, that's not what you would say. I thought you would say something like 'It's just a puppy in front of me'. It seems like you don't have the confidence to take down that werewolf."

"Your Holiness, I..."

"Okay, you don't have to explain. I know your character very well."

The hunched figure interrupted Andrew's words, put away his smile and said:

"The problem now is that the witch we have been hunting for so many years has an ambiguous relationship with this werewolf. This is a problem that needs to be solved."

He walked down the platform slowly. "Before, they pretended to be from the Church of Truth. Although we knew it might be a trap, we still had some conflicts with the guys from the Church of Truth and suffered heavy losses."

The sound echoed in the hall, along with the crisp sound of the cane hitting the smooth floor tiles.

"We are the Holy Spear of Punishment. We will not allow anyone to get away with provoking us, even if it's a powerful level seven werewolf!"

The Pope's voice suddenly rose at the end.

"Punish it! Judge it!" more than ten people below shouted at the same time.

This lasted for several minutes before the Pope pounded the ground with his cane to signal silence.

"But we have to admit that this werewolf is a difficult target to deal with. We have to find a way to minimize the losses and effectively capture him."

At this time, someone stood up and suggested:

"We can lure it to the Baator Desert! We have the advantage there!"

The Pope shook his head. "The base in the Baator Desert is too important to risk."

"Then we should send out all the Level 7 law enforcement officers! No matter how powerful that werewolf is, he will be taken down in an instant! You should know that our Andrew is one of the best Level 7 warriors on the continent!"

"Besides this, we need to think of something safer."

Still the Pope was not satisfied.

For a time, various plans emerged, but none of them were quite right.

We can only blame Glenn’s outstanding performance, which left a deep impression on the Pope.

Even if all the seventh-level law enforcement officers were deployed, the Pope would not feel safe.

He saw Glenn hiding his strength during the battle and wondered if he might be hiding something else.

This is the intuition of an elderly person who has lived for who knows how long.

Just when no solution was forthcoming, the gem on the Pope's staff lit up.

He only took a glance and knew what was going on, so he simply opened the tightly closed door of the hall.

Then three girls with slim figures and delicate faces flew in.

Someone from the Holy Spirit Family? ...The Pope and all the law enforcement officers could tell who he was at a glance.

"Your Excellency the Pope of the Spear of Punishment, our mother, wishes to cooperate with you."