Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

"I really want to beat you up right now! You know that?!"

Windsor gritted his teeth.

Glenn spread his hands and said, "I have my principles."

"Fuck the principles."

"Don't swear."

In the morning, Glenn was kicked out after a "warm" quarrel.

"Remember to come and play at Dude, I will treat you well!" Glenn patted his butt and shouted to the villa behind him.

There was no response, and he didn't care.

There is not much awkwardness in separating in this way, which is in line with the character of the Windsor Knight.

The royal capital is a good place. In this fantasy world, there are many scenes that cannot be seen in the industrial age of the previous life.

Glenn has seen a lot these days under Windsor's guidance.

But he was still used to the doghouse in his small town, and it was just right to leave at this time.

On the return carriage, Glenn played with the various gadgets he bought in the capital in the comfortable compartment.

Glenn's favorite was a phonograph box made using the principle of light refraction.

Place the phonograph box under different lighting conditions, and the dancing figures in the glass cover on the box will perform under different stage spotlights.

The music preserved in it is also very beautiful.

After getting this thing, he did not forget to give one to each of the children in the orphanage. A small amount of money was nothing.

He gently put the phonograph aside, played some music, leaned back, closed his eyes, and prepared to take a nap.

The carriage was traveling on the smooth Kingdom Avenue, so there wasn't much bumping, and Glenn slept soundly.

This time Glenn fell asleep quite easily, or rather, entered a state of mild meditation.

He was speechless as he traveled in the gorgeous world composed of various elements.

I was about to open my eyes and go back to sleep, but that familiar voice appeared again.

"I've been waiting for my mom for so many days, but she still hasn't come. I miss her so much..."

The voice was still more childish than that of a child. This time, Glenn thought of a newborn kitten and thought that if kittens could talk, it would probably make a voice like this.

He will not pay attention to the voice this time. In the last experiment, he almost turned his hands into stone. It is unknown and dangerous.

He just rested his head on his hands, listening quietly to the voice talking to itself.

But after listening for a while, there was no information worth noting.

The owner of the voice kept repeating the words "waiting for his mother".

Yawning, Glenn took the initiative to exit meditation and planned to rest again.

But as soon as I opened my eyes, the sound of rain outside came into my ears.

When the curtains were opened, rain poured in. The driver outside shouted:

"Sir, it's raining heavily now. Remember to pull down the tarpaulin beside the curtain! Otherwise, it will be very uncomfortable if rainwater enters the car!"

Glenn reached out and fumbled around on the curtain for a while, and sure enough, he touched a slippery cloth-like object. He pulled it down, and the curtain was covered with oilcloth, so the rain could not get in.

"Is there no inn nearby?" Glenn asked the driver.

"It will take some time to get to the nearest hotel, please wait a moment sir."

"I'm not in a hurry. Don't rush. Be careful of the slippery road."

"Do not worry."

Half an hour later, the carriage arrived at an inn, which seemed to be specially prepared for long-distance carriages, with an extra-large parking shed outside.

After Glenn got off the carriage, he stretched his body, said a few words to the coachman, and then walked into the inn by himself.

There was no shortage of guests on Kingdom Avenue. After Glenn pushed open the door to the hotel, he saw and heard quite a lively crowd.

But what concerned Glenn more was that there was a strong stench upstairs in the hotel.

It was covered by the sweat odor of the guests, and if Glenn didn't have a strong sense of smell, it would have been difficult to detect.

After Glenn asked the hotel staff for accommodation, they took him to register his information and gave him a key.

"Sir, if you need tea, please pull the ring at the head of the bed in the suite, and we will send you what you need."

"I see. The service in your store is quite considerate."

“These are all the boss’s ideas.”

The waiter did not forget to suck up to his boss.

Glenn smiled and pointed through the window at the groom who was feeding the horses outside. "That's the groom who brought me here. I'll pay for his accommodation."

Then he handed the second portion to the waiter.

The other party took it respectfully and said repeatedly: "No problem, sir, I will remember it."

Going up to the second floor, the stench became even more distinct. Glenn felt that if he continued to smell this smell, he would not be able to sleep well that night.

Just as I was about to go downstairs to let the waiter deal with it, the door of a suite opened and two burly men in black shirts walked out.

"Really? Why are you going crazy at this moment..."

"Keep your voice down, there's someone here."

The two burly men were about to complain, but they immediately lowered their voices when they saw Glenn.

Anyone could see that there was something fishy about these two guys, so Glenn naturally became alert in case they did anything.

The two men passed by him, their eyes constantly glancing at Glenn.

A low voice came:

"What do you think? How about this guy? ..."

"I think it will work..."

Glenn was about to open the door of his suite when he was stunned. He didn't expect the other party to stare at him like this.

The two burly guys attacked in unison the moment Glenn paused, and their movements were extremely fast.

One of them went for Glenn's neck, and the other went for Glenn's legs. They were obviously veterans.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be difficult to escape.

Unfortunately, Glenn was not an ordinary person. The two of them just felt something flash in their vision, and then they lost consciousness.

Glenn dragged the two men's legs toward their suite, where the foul smell came from.

There seemed to be nothing special in the suite of the two sturdy men except that it was a little messy. There were only wine bottles and fragments of unknown drugs on the messy floor.

Following the guidance of the smell, Glenn lifted up a large bed and underneath was a dark red-furred werewolf trapped in a magic circle.

The magic circle transformed into chains that firmly fixed the werewolf's mouth, limbs and body, making it almost impossible for the werewolf to make any sound.

Even so, the werewolf's eyes still revealed a strong murderous intent and madness.

The strong stench came from this werewolf's body, especially its mouth.

"What did you eat? It stinks." Glenn covered his nose, feeling nauseous.

The red-haired werewolf naturally could not answer, but just stared at Glenn with eyes that seemed eager to eat him.

Sighing, Glenn could only wake up the two burly men and ask them what their purpose was in capturing the werewolf, and then decide how to deal with it.

After being awakened by Glenn's cursed black smoke, the two men were furious and roared that they would make Glenn pay the price.

But after a round of punches and kicks, the two men became obedient.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Glenn asked coldly.