Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Sanjis looked at the little angel in front of her with surprise, "Aduo, don't you hate Dylan the most? Why are you stopping me?"

"Dylan is injured, we can't hurt him anymore!" A Duo looked stubborn.

This touched Glenn who was standing behind him. This sister was so cute, but the original owner's memory was full of malice towards the little angel.

"Okay, I won't say anything about you this time, Dylan. You have to remember how Aduo treated you. If I see you bullying her again, I will definitely kick your ass!"

Sanjith threatened Glenn who was pretending to be innocent.

The latter also immediately expressed his attitude, "Of course I will be nice to A Duo! She is my dearest sister!"

"I hope you are telling the truth!" Sanjis said, and then she took Aduo aside and sat next to Glenn.

She began to ask what happened, and Glenn rushed to tell her the story he had made up.

After hearing this, Sangjisi shouted angrily that the murderer who dug the pit should be investigated strictly.

Except for Viji who hardly spoke, the others spoke a lot under Aduo's mediation.

It's all about the changes happening around Glenn these days.

Sanjis took a wait-and-see attitude towards Aduo's obvious biased words, but she did not say anything questioning, but warned:

"If it's really like what Aduo said, you'd better keep it up! Dylan."

Of course Glenn nodded in agreement.

This time Sanjisi came back because she was tired from working outside and planned to rest for two days.

Anyway, her parents are the bosses, and Sanjith can get away at any time.

She may never imagine now that in the future, she will have to work as a dancing girl in a bar to support herself.

……

In the luxurious residential area of ​​Saloyin, in the villa of Marquis Lakeo.

An old man wearing a purple floor-length robe and a triangular pointed hat was lying on a comfortable sofa with his eyes closed and his hands folded on his knees.

In front of you is a boiler that emits a fragrance that makes you feel comfortable both physically and mentally.

The door opened at this moment and the Marquis walked into the room.

Seeing that the old man was enjoying himself with his eyes closed, he consciously slowed down his pace and sat down opposite the old man.

The old man didn't speak, and the Marquis didn't dare to speak either.

After a long while, the withered figure in the purple robe moved slightly and said faintly:

"My reliable Marquis, judging from your expression, I think you have successfully obtained the diary. Take it out and let me have a look."

Marquis Lakeo immediately took out the ancient diary from its special inner pocket and gently placed it on the table in front of him, next to the boiler.

After putting it down, the Marquis swept his eyes across the old man's face, hesitating whether to tell him about the werewolf.

The diary automatically floated in the air, then drifted towards the old man and began to turn pages automatically.

The old man's eyes opened a barely noticeable slit at some point and he read every word in the diary.

Finally he smiled and said, "Yes, that's it. You did a good job, Marquis. You will see your wife again soon."

Lakeou's expression immediately became excited, "Is this true? But didn't you say that the possibility was not high?"

The old man stood up and took a deep breath. The gas in the boiler was like a real stream of water, which was sucked up by him in an instant.

He exhaled a breath of satisfaction and said:

"That was before. Now that I have seen the entire diary, I am naturally 100% sure."

"That's great!" The Marquis' eyes sparkled, and he stood up and walked back and forth, "My beloved Alia! I can finally see you again! Wait! Before that, we should prepare the most romantic welcome ceremony! I want to tell my children this news!"

He walked quickly to the old man and said respectfully: "Sir! Please let me make some preparations!"

"Of course, this is your home." The old man smiled kindly.

The Marquis then rushed out of the room to make the announcement which would cause the whole villa to rejoice.

The smile of the old man who stayed behind became increasingly gloomy.

Ioni, the youngest daughter of the Marquis, who had just returned to her room, was sitting in front of the dressing mirror in a daze, recalling every detail of her interactions with the rich businessman's son.

She wanted to find flaws in the other person's acting when he wasn't exposed.

Being fooled for so long without realizing it made this usually conceited noble lady very frustrated.

Before today, she always felt that the people of her age who interacted with her were very childish, and she dealt with them as if she were accompanying a child.

But when the extremely powerful werewolf revealed his true face, the real ugliness became herself.

Thinking of this, Ioni's toes unconsciously clenched and his face turned slightly red.

Damn it! Was that guy always laughing at me in secret? ? Of course! This exposure might have been planned for a long time! Just to see my reaction! ? Damn it! … She suddenly threw herself on the dressing table and buried her face in her arms.

At this moment, there was a knock on her door, and the servant's respectful voice came:

"Miss Ioni, the Marquis wants you to come over. He has something very important to say."

Ioni raised his head and responded, "Got it. I'll be there right away."

She took a deep breath, fixed her makeup in front of the mirror, and cleared her mind of all distractions.

"Let him laugh if he wants! Boring guy!"

I don’t know who he got angry at, but Ioni’s mood improved a lot. He stood up and walked out of the room.

Led by the servant, she soon found her father and brothers and sisters who were heading towards the secret place.

The Marquis's face was flushed, he kept gesturing with his arms, and saliva was flying from his mouth.

Ione probably guessed why this was the case.

Sure enough, after getting closer and listening for a while, I knew what was going on.

The mysterious and powerful old magician said that he had a good chance of reviving their mother, which was indeed news that surprised them greatly.

Ioni immediately forgot about Glenn's matter and only let the good news of his mother's return occupy his mind.

The Secret Place is an extremely safe and solid fortress created with ancient magic.

After passing through countless invisible doors, the Marquis and his family finally entered a room that looked like a meeting room.

In the middle of the place where the conference table was supposed to be placed was a transparent crystal, and a woman's figure was lying quietly in the crystal.

The old man in the purple robe had already arrived. When he heard the footsteps of the crowd, he spoke:

"In order to help you save this woman, I have stayed here for who knows how long. Now, I can finally be free, but I am still a little reluctant."

The Marquis didn't think there was anything wrong with what the old man said. He stepped forward and said respectfully with a smile:

"Sir, we are all very grateful for your help over the years. When my wife is resurrected, I will definitely repay you!"

"Oh, haha..." The old man suddenly laughed, "No need to repay. I just let you meet your wife. There's nothing to repay."

Ioni frowned slightly, she felt that the atmosphere was not right.