Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

"Okay, Rick, don't lose your mind."

The king and queen came over with a group of important people.

"Father! Illya..." The fourth prince hesitated to speak.

The old king was also angry when he saw his son making such a lifeless expression because of a woman, but he didn't want to blame his son too much in such an occasion.

"Your Majesty, please let the priests tell us what happened to this beautiful lady. Perhaps someone can solve it?"

The white-haired elf Alfrey spoke softly.

This alerted the anxious fourth prince, who immediately asked the priest to tell him the problem.

The same bold priest bowed slightly to the king and said in a dignified manner:

"Your Majesty, Illya has been cursed by the werewolf ancestor. This ancient curse is extremely powerful and will gradually suck away the life force of the cursed. Even a powerful fifth-level warrior would find it difficult to withstand it. A fragile girl like Illya can basically be declared dead."

"You're talking nonsense! I'm going to kill you right now!" The fourth prince's eyes widened, his expression distorted to the extreme. He drew a long sword from a knight's waist and was about to chop the upright priest.

But just as he raised his sword, he was hit in the stomach, and the fourth prince flew backwards, passed through the crowd, and hit a carved pillar.

The fourth prince spurted blood from his mouth and was too weak to stand up.

"Tie up the fourth prince and put him in the royal torture chamber."

The old king retracted his waving hand and said coldly.

While everyone was marveling at the King's powerful strength, they were also feeling sorry for the future of the Fourth Prince.

Anyone with experience could imagine that the fourth prince would be neglected by the king and his bright future would be ruined.

Ignoring his fourth son's heart-wrenching cries, the king looked at Illya, who was already in her parents' arms. He frowned and said:

"Let's end this dance here, Oro. Go and arrange the guests."

The fifth prince witnessed his brother's tragedy and felt frightened and worried. He agreed in a low voice and took a few of his trusted followers to take charge of the situation.

This accident was a loss of face for the royal family. This was a ball carefully prepared by the prince. To cause trouble at such an occasion was to show disrespect for the royal family of the Kingdom of Zen.

What would you do? Your Majesty Mekalido... The white-haired elf, Afre's gentle gaze concealed an inexplicable emotion.

"The werewolf ancestor has not appeared for centuries. How could his curse fall on a weak woman? Let the one in white come here quickly!"

The king whispered first, then suddenly shouted.

Alfred at the back seemed to have not gotten the answer he wanted, and felt disappointed, but he showed no sign of showing any flaws on the surface.

After the fifth prince used magic to explain and apologize to the guests, he gave two options. One was to go to another venue where a new dance party would be held so that those who did not enjoy themselves could continue.

The other option is to leave. After all, after something like this happens, probably few people would still be interested.

Glenn chose to leave directly, but he had to get his appearance fee before leaving.

Dangome had agreed to a gathering with several veteran artists, so he was leaving after the Fifth Prince hosted the event, and invited Glenn to join him, saying that he wanted him to get to know some of the veteran artists.

But Glenn declined, saying he had other things to do.

Windsor and Bloodfang really liked chatting with Glenn. They stayed together all the time, talking and laughing, which attracted the attention of people around them.

Glenn told many jokes that were not from this world and were very much liked by the two girls. He also had many new words with interesting puns, which were also the key to a cheerful conversation.

After the five princes had finished their busy work, they remembered the appearance fee they had promised to Glenn.

Glenn prepared to leave only after sending a soldier to deliver the items.

Windsor and Bloodfang also planned to leave with Glenn. They didn't really want to stay in this dance that had turned sour.

"Glenn, since we are in the capital, as a local, I should appreciate the beauty of this place. Please don't refuse!"

Windsor took off her troublesome long dress in a special dressing room during the ball and changed into a smart outfit.

In response to Windsor's invitation, Glenn nodded in agreement. Since the other party invited him, it meant that he was regarded as a friend, so there was naturally no reason to refuse.

"Do I have this honor too?" Bloodfang raised his hand and bumped into Windsor, like a ruffian.

"Of course, I'd love to!" Windsor answered readily.

As they walked down the wide steps, Glenn's ears moved and he seemed to hear the breathing of a giant beast.

But when I listened again, I couldn't hear it anymore.

Glenn was confused but didn't show it and continued chatting and laughing with the two beauties.

……

In the royal family's sealed torture chamber, the disheveled fourth prince banged hard on the cell door, yelling at himself to get out.

Sometimes accompanied by vicious threats.

Just when he was tired of cursing for who knows how many times and was taking a break, a ray of light suddenly came in from outside.

This forced the fourth prince to block it with his hands.

After seeing the figure clearly, the fourth prince showed the joy of seeing hope on his face, and said hurriedly:

"Oro! My dear brother! Tell me quickly! How is Illya now? She will be fine! Right?!"

The fifth prince looked at his brother and hesitated to speak. Finally, he advised:

"My brother, instead of worrying about others, why don't you think about how to get our father's forgiveness? This is what you should be concerned about now."

"No! Oro, you don't understand! My feelings for Illya... this... this is love..."

The fourth prince was excited at first, then he lowered his eyes and spoke softly.

As if he was sure that his brother was beyond saving, the fifth prince sighed and said, "I am here to convey my father's words. He said that you will be confined for the next few months. I will release you when you have thought it through."

"Wait! He can't do this! Illya needs my help!"

No matter how much the fourth prince begged, his brother still left and the light still disappeared.

……

The news of Illya's murder at the ball quickly spread in the royal capital like a virus.

There was nothing that could be done about it, after all, so many people saw it at the party.

The royal family couldn't hide it even if they wanted to.

People were discussing and guessing who the murderer was, and all the accusations were directed at the werewolf.

Which werewolf has received the most attention recently? Of course, it is the one who killed four monster generals alone in the Land of Winter.

"It's all in the newspapers! Illya was cursed by the werewolf ancestor. This incident must be related to that level 7 werewolf! The kingdom should send troops to capture that werewolf! Let him remove Miss Illya's curse!"

"My kind and beautiful Miss Illya! The werewolf must have coveted her beauty! That's why he did such a cruel thing! He just wanted Miss Illya to surrender! How despicable!"

"Wait! Maybe you all guessed wrong! Maybe the one who covets Miss Illya is not a werewolf! But the werewolf ancestor! That guy is the mastermind behind all this!"

Inexplicably, the spearhead was directed at the ancestor of the werewolf, and people vented their anger through verbal abuse.