Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Royal capital, royal park.

It is early spring now, and all kinds of colorful flowers are in full bloom in the park.

Birds sing in chorus among guardrails, branches and statues.

The old marshal with white hair was sitting under the pavilion for viewing and resting, facing another person in silence.

At this time, sitting on the other side of the old marshal across the table was an extremely beautiful woman, wearing a gorgeous dress from somewhere unknown, and the shining ornaments on her head reflected dazzling light.

The two didn't know how long they had remained silent.

Until the woman took the initiative to break the silence:

"Delaren, I need to have a good talk with you now. Everything that happened before was my fault. Isn't it enough for me to come here in person?"

The voice seemed extremely sincere.

But the old marshal seemed to be in a trance and did not respond at all.

With a sigh, the woman continued:

"I know you don't want to see me. As long as you can help me this time, I promise that I will never appear in front of you. I can swear."

This time, the burly old man with white hair spoke, his voice was cold, "If I didn't know that taking action here would escalate into a conflict between the kingdoms, I would have attacked you without hesitation."

It seemed that as long as the old marshal was willing to speak, the woman had achieved her goal. She looked extremely happy, "You are finally willing to speak. After all, we were husband and wife. There is nothing that cannot be reconciled. Do you remember? When we first met..."

Before the woman could continue, the old marshal interrupted with bloodshot eyes, "If you want to irritate me and drive me crazy, then I don't mind."

At this moment, the fighting spirit in this burly white-haired old man's body was extremely violent, and his body was trembling slightly. No one knew what kind of struggle he was going through in his heart.

The woman was silent, feeling extremely impatient. Even though she had acted like this, this guy who had once loved her so deeply remained unmoved.

After thinking for a while, she decided to change her strategy. Her temperament changed. She was just a little woman, but now she was like a queen with an iron fist. She said in a cold voice:

"You know, my half-succubus son went to see Dany."

These words made the old marshal glare at the woman, as if he wanted to eat her alive, "Are you trying to test my bottom line?"

However, the woman was not afraid at all, and still looked superior. She said, "Don't worry, my good son didn't hurt the little girl. She was lucky to be saved by a witch passing by, but..."

She chuckled, "I can't guarantee that they will be so lucky next time."

The old marshal was obviously very angry, his face turned purple, and the murderous atmosphere in the air scared away the surrounding birds.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Do you have any kindness as a human being?!"

The woman did not answer, but directly stated the purpose of her visit:

"I need to find the witch and the werewolf who destroyed the Spear of Punishment. One of my level 7 dream makers is probably in the hands of that werewolf. I need to get him back. Your ability can do it."

"There is no way I can help you!" The old marshal turned his eyes away, trying to calm his angry heart.

"Delaren, you know what kind of person I am. Think about those poor children. Don't implicate them because of you and me. You can't protect them by yourself."

The woman seemed to have the old marshal in her grasp.

I don’t know what kind of inner struggle the white-haired old man was going through at this moment, and the expression on his face was extremely ugly.

I just hate that I was deceived and ended up in this situation now.

He clenched and unclenched his fists, but finally he was powerless to let his tense body go, and whispered:

"this is the last time."

The patriarch of the Holy Spirit Family immediately revealed a faint smile. He had been speaking to the other party in a nice tone, but he had to make it so embarrassing. He could only curse the other party in his heart for being stupid.

At this time, a hunched figure in white came out.

He walked over leisurely while the guards saluted, and spoke before he even reached the pavilion:

"Old Lion, and respected Holy Spirit Family Patriarch, why didn't you invite me to join you in the gathering of old friends? I have to come here by myself."

The Holy Spirit Patriarch didn't know that the fortune teller had come all the way here, but she was in a very good mood, so she greeted him politely:

"White Clothes Man, we haven't seen each other for a long time, come here quickly."

The old marshal seemed completely depressed and did not respond at all.

The man in white didn't care. He just walked over with a friendly smile, sat down on the empty side of the table, and started chatting naturally:

"The kingdom has been in a lot of trouble recently. First, the demons invaded, and then there were the frequent appearances of evil cults. Even a sixth-level magician prince disappeared, which gave Your Majesty a headache."

"Not only the Zen Kingdom, but the entire continent has experienced sudden changes to varying degrees. The fortune tellers of our Holy Spirit Family have predicted that the continent will not be peaceful in the next few years."

The Holy Spirit Patriarch shared a piece of information that he knew.

The man in white had not divined this information, so he said gratefully:

"Thank you for your information. This will be very helpful to our kingdom."

"That's what friends do."

The two of them chatted back and forth, completely ignoring the depressed old marshal next to them.

When the discussion was heated, the man in white said that he also wanted to do divination for the Holy Spirit Family.

This surprised the Holy Spirit Patriarch very much, and he asked:

"White-robed One, can you do this?"

It is almost impossible to predict the future of a huge and powerful force. Even though the man in white is an outstanding master of divination, he should not be able to do it.

The man in white smiled softly, "I got a light falling from the starry sky, so I can do it."

The Holy Spirit Patriarch opened his eyes wide.

The light falling from the starry sky is what the fortune tellers desire most. No one knows what existence in the starry sky is giving the fortune tellers on the mainland a reward.

The fortune teller who obtains it can obtain extremely high divination authority for a period of time, and the divination is almost not affected by any factors.

But this effect also comes at a price, that is, all divinations will be reviewed by a certain existence in the starry sky. If the divination is inconsistent with the laws of the Supreme Court, it will be punished.

So far, fortune tellers have not yet come up with definite rules for punishment.

Fortunately, the punishments are not severe and most are acceptable.

"Then please ask the one in white to divine for the Holy Spirit Family!"

The Holy Spirit Patriarch said hurriedly.

This is a rare opportunity. Knowing the future of my family, it goes without saying how many benefits there are.

The man in white didn't waste any words and started divination right in front of the Holy Spirit Patriarch, and conjured up a divination diagram.

After a while, as the image changed, the expression on the Holy Spirit Patriarch's face changed from surprise to anger, fear, and panic.

Only those who are knowledgeable can understand the changes in the concrete picture, and the Holy Spirit Patriarch happens to know a little bit about it.

The results of divination clearly show that the Holy Spirit Family will face the biggest crisis in history and will most likely be destroyed by their own hands.