Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

"Where is the white wolf? Didn't it come with you?" Glenn asked curiously.

"It's outside of town, let's go talk outside," the tattered figure suggested hoarsely.

Glenn thought about it and felt that it wouldn't take much time, so he nodded in agreement.

After a while, the two of them followed a path into a clearing in the forest where there was an abandoned dry well.

The white wolf was indeed waiting here. Its body was still skinny, but it looked in much better spirit than the last two times they met.

The ragged figure motioned for Glenn to sit down on a rough stone.

The two of them were one meter apart, which was just right for them to talk.

Glenn remained silent, waiting for the other party to slowly tell him everything he wanted to know.

The ragged figure gently stroked the white wolf's head, and said as if he was trying to muster up some strength:

"It's been a long time since I talked to someone so quietly. Sir, please don't mind my unpleasant voice."

Glenn shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

The other party seemed to laugh twice and continued:

"I come from a small country called the Attila Kingdom. My father is the king of the kingdom, and I am the princess of the kingdom. Although it is a small country, we have a good relationship with our neighbors, so no other big countries come to cause trouble. Like the second princess of your country, I was blessed by flower fairies when I was born. The difference is that I only have one, while your second princess has six..."

Glenn was stunned by this.

No wonder the second princess is so abnormally beautiful, it is most likely due to the blessing of the six flower fairies... He still looked like he was listening, but he was analyzing in his heart.

The ragged figure continued to speak:

"Because of the flower fairy's blessing, I seem to have been assigned a mission. My father has high expectations for me and hopes that I can build the kingdom into a truly great power on the continent in the future. I also firmly believe that I can do it and will work tirelessly.

"It turns out that everyone, including me, overestimated myself. I don't have leadership skills, I only have strength. But no matter how hard I try, my strength is only at level six and I can't make any progress. Huh..."

The ragged figure took a few breaths and said, "I can't bear the disappointed looks of my father, ministers, and subjects. Those looks torture me. I want to change all this, no matter what the cost.

“It just so happens that I heard a legend that a powerful demon seems to be hiding in a dangerous place in our kingdom, and all those who went to explore it never returned.

“I was so excited because I thought the demon could change me, so I hid it from everyone and went alone.

"I didn't see the devil, but I saw something more terrifying, the ancestor of the werewolf..."

Hearing this, Glenn sat up straight abruptly. This had something to do with him.

He asked anxiously: "What does the original werewolf look like? Is he still alive?"

The ragged figure's chest rose and fell as if she had done intense exercise, and Glenn was afraid that she would suddenly faint.

“The werewolf ancestor is actually a level nine transcendent who looks no different from a human. I don’t know what his profession is, but it must be related to the curse. When I met him, he seemed to be in a very weak state, but even in that state he could still easily kill me, a level six person.

"Instead of doing that, the other party saw through my purpose and quickly learned everything about our kingdom. I still remember that omnipotent power.

"It smiled evilly and said to me, 'I already know why you came here. I can help you, but there is one condition. That is, you must bear my only authority and never abandon it no matter what happens.' I didn't care much at the time and agreed directly.

"It fulfilled its promise and made me a top warrior on the continent, an eighth-level Knight King. My kingdom also became a truly great power. My father, ministers, and people all cheered for me.

"Immersed in great satisfaction, when I came to my senses, I realized that there must be a price to pay for such a benefit. I began to be afraid and worried every day. What would the werewolf ancestor bring to me with this gift? I couldn't imagine.

"Until that day came, all the people in my kingdom turned into wolves, including the ministers and my father. Everything changed so suddenly.

“Without someone to manage it, my kingdom was soon swallowed up by other countries. I was powerless to do anything. I lost my father, my brothers and sisters, and everything!

"I immediately went to look for the werewolf ancestor, but he had already disappeared. Later I learned that my kingdom was actually a gift from him to the Moon God. The souls of the entire kingdom would be transformed into energy that only gods could digest and sent to the kingdom of God. The ones who would be replaced by the werewolf ancestor's descendants would be replaced by the werewolf ancestor's descendants."

The torn figure's body trembled slightly, and she could not hide her despair and anger just thinking about that experience.

"And I am just a shell to be cultivated as a backup. The werewolf ancestor is often beaten to the brink of death by a certain existence. I am one of the means for it to be resurrected after death.

“I tried countless ways to resist, but to no avail. Just when I was in despair, I met the messenger of the Moon God. She seemed to know everything that happened to me. She helped me get rid of the control of the werewolf ancestor and then left without saying a word, as if she was completing her daily work.

"More than a decade later, news spread that the werewolf ancestor was killed by the Moon God. It turned out that the Moon God had long wanted to kill the werewolf ancestor, and I was part of that plan.

"After escaping from the control of the werewolf ancestor, I was ready to commit suicide and go see my father and people. But at this time, the Moon God gave me a box, saying that it contained the souls of all the people in Attila. If I can find a suitable method, maybe I can revive them. So I don't want to die anymore. I just want to see them again, just one look..."

Glenn looked quite sympathetic, he felt tired and painful just hearing this.

He asked softly, "Now that you've told me your story, is there anything I can do for you?"

The ragged figure shook his head. "I came here specially to thank you. I owe you this. Why would I ask you for help?"

Then he took out a small object from his pocket, which was square and the size of a ping-pong ball.

"This is something the werewolf ancestor gave me. It can give me unlimited access to the purest curse power. I am giving it to you now."

Looking at the small object in the rough female palm, Glenn sighed and reached out to take it.

The tattered figure explained, "Put it on your chest and it will turn into a necklace. You will know its use when you transform."

"Can you show me the box that Luna gave you? Maybe I can give it a try."

The ragged figure waved his hand, "Thank you, sir, but you can't do that with your abilities."

"In my level eight form, I can weave curses and do almost anything," Glenn said truthfully.

The tattered figure froze, as if he didn't understand what Glenn meant.