Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

King's capital.

In a tall and magnificent castle.

The white-haired elf held an ancient sword in both hands, lowered his head slightly, and waited for the response from the king on the throne.

"Kaldes' sword? I remember that the sword should have disappeared with its owner in that war. How did Lord Alfrey get it?"

The old king's puzzled voice broke the silence at the scene.

“My respected Majesty, although I was an outsider at the last ball, I was really concerned about the fainting of the beautiful lady named Illya, so out of curiosity I investigated and found something that may be very important to the Kingdom of Zen.

"It turns out that the Cardomonte family, that is, Miss Illya's family, is the descendant of Caldes, the founding father of the Zen Kingdom. This sword is the evidence I found. It seems that the werewolf ancestor attacked a weak and helpless girl for this reason."

As soon as these words were spoken, the ministers in the hall began to talk about it, and most of them were surprised and shocked by the information.

But a cold light flashed in the old king's eyes.

There were also fluctuations of thoughts around him, as if they were communicating something with him.

A descendant of a founding father is not worthy of the king's attention. At most, he can be promoted to a higher title and given some supplements.

But that Caldes was very special. He was related to the highest secrets of the Kingdom of Zen, so the old king had to be 200% vigilant.

Alfred mentioned that the werewolf ancestor attacked Illya in this identity, so it is very likely that the other party's ultimate goal is the top secret of the Kingdom of Zen.

The old king also wondered whether Alfre was lying and that it was actually the white-haired elf himself who coveted this top secret.

You know, Afre is a great sage who has enjoyed a good reputation in the continent for thousands of years. The old king even doubts such an elf, so you can imagine how suspicious he is.

"Since Illya is a descendant of Grand Duke Caldes, she cannot leave the capital and should stay here. Also, in order to make up for the glory that the Cardomonte family has lost so far, the title of Viscount shall be granted to the youngest heir of the family."

The king said majestically.

Regardless of what the people behind the scenes are planning, Illya must be treated with caution. It would be unsafe to leave her anywhere else, so she can only stay in the royal capital, where at least the Supreme Mage is in charge.

Someone immediately conveyed the order, but since Illya had not yet left the capital due to health reasons, it was not too late to issue this order.

These were the results that the elf who presented the ancient sword wanted to see, and they were all within his calculations.

The identity of Illya's descendant was also forged by Afre. His methods were sophisticated and he was not afraid of being discovered.

After that, the ministers discussed some important matters with the king, and the elf naturally had to leave.

In the hall, the old king was not in a good mood, so it was basically the ministers who were arguing, while the old king himself was already thinking about other things.

……

Bayek.

In the garden of Zi Mo's villa.

At this time, there were two students and a teacher, who were conducting a magician practice class.

The two students were Glenn and the Purple Demon's daughter, Nalus.

The teacher is the old man next door.

Today, Glenn encountered some problems when discussing magic with Nalus. He originally wanted to ask the Purple Demon for help, but today the Purple Demon fell into a deep sleep for some reason.

If his daughter wasn't in danger, he wouldn't wake up, and Nalus didn't want to disturb her father's rest.

Glenn invited the old man who was still at home to come over.

The two of them were acquaintances, so the other party naturally did not refuse.

The old man adheres to the principle of teaching with all his heart, and so the current scene happened.

"Glenn, your arms cannot move in any other ways when you cast the spell. Try to do it in one go."

"Little girl! Say the spell clearly! Don't be nervous, I will try to speak as quietly as possible."

The old man could tell the mistakes the two made when casting spells with just a glance, and it was obvious that he had been a teacher before.

"Okay, teacher! I'll remember it!"

Nalus seemed very excited for some reason.

Glenn had a serious expression and was concentrating on casting the spell, but the way he held the magic wand looked weird.

This is probably due to the warrior's temperament.

Every time the old man looked towards Glenn and noticed the bulging arm with sleeves rolled up and a magic wand in hand, he couldn't help but feel his eyes twitching.

Thinking back to when I first came here, I was a skinny little boy, and now I have grown so strong. It’s all because of the werewolf curse. I sigh that fate is really unpredictable.

Glenn didn't feel anything. His body was now as strong as in his previous life. On the contrary, he was extremely uncomfortable with the skinny body he had when he first came here.

Only after completing twenty spells perfectly did Glenn and Nalus stop to rest.

There was already a floating maid nearby with water and seats prepared.

Glenn pushed the little girl's wheelchair to the rest area.

"Teacher Boer is amazing! He teaches better than my dad!"

Nalus took the juice that Glenn handed to her and said to the old man with admiration.

Although the old man tried his best to tie her up, a smug smile still appeared on his face. No one could resist being praised by such a cute girl.

What's more, at this age, the old man should be having grandchildren, but he probably has no descendants long ago.

"I have taught some students before, so I have a little experience."

The old man's tone softened unconsciously. Putting aside his previous ferocious behavior, it was difficult for this burly old guy.

"Then your students must be very good, right?"

Nalus asked.

The old man looked dazed for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, they are all very promising."

"Teacher Boer is a PhD from a prestigious university. Do you know what a PhD from a prestigious university is?"

Glenn sat in the chair and asked after taking a sip of some unknown juice that tasted good.

Nalus opened her beautiful and lively eyes and shook her head directly:

"I don't know. I just know there is such a thing as university."

"A university doctor is the best teacher in the university, and the prestigious university I'm talking about is one of the best in the kingdom."

Glenn explained in words a child could understand.

"Wow!" The light in Nalus' eyes became brighter.

This was considered as Glenn giving face, allowing the old man to show off in front of the little girl.

The old man was almost confused by this vague feeling, but with a great revenge to take, he returned to reality.

Thinking of the conversation just now, the old man couldn't help asking:

"Didn't Nalus go to school?"

Nalus shook her head. "No, my father said that we are very special and cannot easily appear in front of ordinary people. All the knowledge was taught by my father and mother, and I also learned it from books. I really want to experience what the books say about what it feels like to go to school. Today I experienced it. Thank you Glenn, thank you Teacher Boer!"