Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

The Marquis's convoy had just left the reserve checkpoint at this time, and they had not anticipated that Glenn would rob them on the road.

A dark shadow fell in front of the convoy, making a loud noise.

The horses were startled and the knights shouted in alarm.

"Be careful! Evil creatures are attacking!"

"You are really asking for trouble! This is the Marquis's carriage!"

There was no extra nonsense. I guess these knights and magicians didn't think a werewolf had the ability to communicate and had no value.

Marquis Lakeo and his children, who were dozing in the carriage, were awakened by the noise.

Lakeo lifted the carriage curtain and asked his personal knight:

"what happened?"

"My Lord Marquis, it's a werewolf that appeared out of nowhere. Don't worry, we will deal with it quickly."

The knight's words were so confident.

This made the Marquis and his little daughter in the car feel a little relieved. They suspected that the werewolf might be coming for the diary.

"Dad, it looks like the news about the diary has leaked out. We have to hurry."

Ioni said solemnly.

"Don't worry, low-level forces like werewolves pose no threat to us, and nothing will happen."

The Marquis was much more relieved.

"We still can't be careless."

The father and daughter slowly waited for the battle to end.

But when it became quiet outside, the atmosphere seemed a little off.

The Marquis frowned and lifted the curtain to check again, but what he saw was the knight he was protecting falling down.

Before he could react, a huge wolf head suddenly appeared in his sight, scaring him so much that he screamed.

Ioni also saw the outline of the werewolf, and his face turned pale.

This is impossible! We have two level 4 knights here, and a level 4 magician is hiding in the dark. Could it be the Wolf King who is here? What should we do? …

Ioni couldn't figure it out.

The marquis' children in other carriages were already terrified and huddled in their carriages, not daring to make a sound.

"Mr. Marquis, can you tell me what this diary is used for?"

The werewolf opened the roof of the carriage and waved the ancient diary he had found in front of the Marquis.

Lakeo's whole body was soaked with cold sweat, his lips trembling and unable to speak. The diary flashed before his eyes for a few times, and then he tried to snatch the diary as if his soul had returned to his body, "You can't take this away!"

The werewolf naturally would not give him the diary. Seeing that the Marquis was still trying to snatch it, he flicked his fingers lightly and pushed away the Marquis's outstretched hand.

The pain made the Marquis scream again.

"Dad!" Ioni hurried to support his father and checked his arm injury.

Fortunately, it was just a skin injury.

She turned her head and looked at the extremely tall werewolf, her eyes filled with anger and unwillingness.

"Don't look at me like that. Just tell me what this diary is for, and I'll let you go."

The werewolf tried to make his words sound sincere.

There was no way. He didn't have the mask of foresight now, and even the flaming fang was gone. Although he could feel its existence, there was no response no matter how he activated it.

"How can we trust you?" Ioni tried to remain calm.

But the Marquis seemed to still have unrealistic fantasies. He grabbed his little daughter's hand and said:

"Ioni! You can't tell it! That diary is your only hope of saving your mother!"

"But that's just a little hope! If we don't compromise, we will die now!"

"Then I'd rather die!"

For a moment, neither the father nor the daughter could convince the other.

Glenn had a solution. He didn't need to raise his voice. His normal volume was louder than the two people's argument:

"I can help you solve the problem."

Both father and daughter turned their eyes to the werewolf.

The werewolves were seen completely tearing the carriage apart, giving the Marquis and his daughter a clear view.

Then he killed a horse with his own hands.

The two witnesses thought that the werewolf was trying to show them his cruelty, but what happened next shocked the Marquis and his daughter.

The horse that should have been dead was actually brought back to life by the werewolf's curse!

Ioni was very sure that it was the power of the curse. After all, she was also a magician, and she had studied curses in particular.

At the same time, the Marquis and his daughter also understood what the werewolf meant.

Just now, when Lakeo mentioned that he wanted to save Ioni's mother, who was also his wife, the werewolf was telling him that the werewolf had the ability to save her.

Ioni looked at the horse that was almost the same as before and had been resurrected from the dead, and it seemed as if all his views had been shattered.

I have never seen such a harmless curse. It is not an exaggeration to call it a blessing!

The werewolf returned to the front of the carriage and looked at the two men, "How is it? From what you just said, the diary only has a little hope of saving people, and my power is safer."

"But it's still the same question as before, how can we trust you?"

Ioni remained calm. She didn't think a wolf would be so kind.

The Marquis was extremely anxious and he even wanted to kneel down and beg, but he knew it was useless.

A truly cruel guy won't get even the slightest bit of mercy no matter how pitifully he begs.

As soon as Ioni finished speaking, the werewolf showed a strange smile, and then his body gradually shrank.

Finally they saw a familiar figure.

"Dylan!?" Ioni screamed.

The Marquis also had a dull look on his face.

But I heard the young man who was looked down upon by all the noble circles say: "Miss Ione, with the feelings I have for you, do you think I would hurt you?"

There was no other way, Glenn had to try this method, hoping that this beautiful noble lady would be a little more narcissistic.

Ioni stared at Glenn for a long while before saying quietly, "You hid it really well."

She already regarded Glenn as a cunning guy, and as for Glenn's feelings for her, she didn't take it seriously.

Glenn was waiting for a response when he saw the beautiful noble lady stand up and walk towards him.

Getting closer, a fresh fragrance filled the air, Ione's face moved closer to Glenn's, and their eyes met.

Glenn tilted his head back slightly, looking confused. The other party's behavior was extremely bold. What if he really was a cruel werewolf? Then...

Not knowing what the other party saw in his eyes, Ioni suddenly turned around and said, "Okay, we choose to believe you."

Otherwise, there was no better choice. It would be stupid to gamble on whether Glenn would kill them.

"Now is the time to tell me what I want to know, right?" Glenn looked at the sky and thought he would have to coax A-duo when he got back.

"Of course." Ioni helped his limp father up. "It is said that the diary is one of the treasures of the great priest during the Dragon Age War. I heard that if you get this diary, you will have a chance to obtain the priest's last chance of healing and salvation."