Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Just as Glenn was about to carry out his killing plan, a large hand reached out from the side and blocked Glenn's steps.

"Let him go, child. Cruel acts will taint your soul. Appropriate kindness can purify the heart."

The old marshal's voice was deep, carrying the advice of an elder to a younger person.

Glenn looked at the other person, his eyes seemed to be asking, are you serious?

Seeing the old man's serious look, he wanted to say something, but then he heard the half-succubus in the flame cage laugh:

"That's the wise choice! Boy! Just listen to your good-for-nothing grandpa! Don't be so stupid! I... wuwu!"

A round ball of fire suddenly flew into his mouth when he opened it, scalding Chernosalk so much that he covered his mouth and screamed.

This was of course Glenn’s doing. After he dealt with the noisy prey, he met the old marshal’s gaze and said:

"I have mercy, but I will never give it to this guy. He only deserves to enjoy my cruelty!"

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle, with only the half-succubus's howling as the background sound.

The old marshal stared closely at the person in front of him, the grandson whom he had once quietly glanced at from a distance.

Glenn couldn't wait for the other party to express his opinion, so he spoke again:

"My grandpa, are you trying to stop me? Because of an outsider who wants to kill me."

The tall figure remained silent for a few seconds, and finally put down his hand with difficulty.

He secretly made up his mind that if that woman dared to do anything wrong, he would protect these poor children even at the cost of his life.

Glenn snorted coldly, walked around the old man and walked towards the flame cage.

He raised his right hand and chanted a spell, and all the flames that trapped the prey were gathered in his palm. A devilish expression appeared in the middle of the basketball-sized flame, as if it had life.

This was an unexpected change caused by the combination of the curse and the magical flame. Glenn himself did not expect that the flame in his hand had now become an elemental creature with its own thoughts, and only obeyed Glenn's orders.

Thinking he had gained freedom, Chernosalk wanted to fly away despite the severe pain.

He felt that Glenn only relied on external forces to subdue him. As long as he tried to escape seriously, he would succeed. He was hit just now because he was caught off guard.

But this is just a fantasy after all. Since Glenn dared to release it, he naturally didn't worry about it running away.

Glenn laughed at the flame in his hand, and two chains made of flames shot out from it, accurately wrapping around the target's ankles.

After enduring the pain of burning, the half-succubus crashed again, falling even more miserably.

He opened his eyes wide in anger, pointed at Glenn and whimpered, but because his mouth was burned, he couldn't speak at all.

"Don't even think about leaving. I'll let you experience what real hell is like!"

Glenn said, casting the spell again.

This time it was a transformation magic, and the half-succubus was transformed into a statue and fell to the ground.

Glenn picked it up and turned around as he walked past the old marshal and said:

"I think we should find a place to talk, after I drop Aduo off at school."

After saying that, he went to pick up A Duo who was still waiting on the deer cart.

When Glenn came back driving his stag cart, the old marshal had disappeared, but Glenn could feel his gaze in the dark.

Not only that, when Glenn trapped the half-succubus, he actually noticed that there were other people in the dark, but for some reason they didn't show up.

Let's ignore all this for now. Glenn pretended that nothing had happened and entered Dude Town while chatting with A Duo.

After entering the town, the old sheriff Dougley met his wife Mrs. Ryan. They said they would talk to the principal later to prevent anyone from bullying Aduo in school.

Glenn expressed his gratitude to them, and so did Aduo.

Seeing the baby in Mrs. Ryan's arms, the brother and sister couldn't help teasing it for a while.

The entrance ceremony went smoothly. The principal of Metz College was a myopic old man with thinning hair and almost no teeth. However, he still spoke loudly and told the old sheriff that he would not let any student bully Aduo.

After a brief conversation, Aduo was able to enroll directly. Glenn asked her to take a few classes to adapt first, and told her that he would pick her up after school.

After telling the sheriff and the principal that something had happened at the farm and needed to be dealt with quickly, Glenn left in a hurry.

Still at that place in the suburbs, the old marshal and three figures were waiting there.

One is an acquaintance, the seventh-level knight Fate.

She wore a helmet that covered the upper half of her face and was dressed in light armor for a female officer. The right side of her body was covered by a black cloak with gold edges, and the uncovered shoulder was a shoulder armor with a griffin pattern.

Standing there with his tall figure, he gives people the feeling of an extremely noble and cold instructor.

The other two were unfamiliar faces, but they were all dressed as heavily armored male knights. Judging from the style of their armor, they should be big shots of the same level as Fate.

As soon as the stag cart driven by Glenn appeared, he was stared at by several gazes that seemed to be quite stressful. Perhaps he should show some fear.

But forget about it. Now he just wants to find out everything about the original owner's grandfather.

"Grandpa." Glenn stopped the carriage, jumped out and called softly.

The old marshal smiled kindly and stepped forward. "Dylan, I will tell you everything, but no matter what you hear, please stay calm first, okay?"

Glenn nodded, but his eyes fell on the other three people.

The old marshal explained:

"They are all my colleagues. They will be your backers in the future. I will introduce them to you later."

Fate clenched his hands hidden under his cloak, as if he had mustered up his courage, and took the initiative to step forward, revealing a very stiff smile and saying:

"Hello, Dylan, my name is Fate. I hope...I hope we can get to know each other more often in the future."

Glenn couldn't see the female knight's eyes through the visor, but from that unnatural smile, Glenn could imagine what the other person's eyes looked like.

He said calmly, "I guess you don't smile very often, Ms. Fate."

Fate's heart sank and he wanted to look away, but as a powerful seventh-level knight, it would be too embarrassing to do so, so he could only maintain that unnatural smile.

She was not good at socializing to begin with, and she hadn't smiled in many years. This time, because she was going to meet the old marshal's grandson, she wanted to leave a good impression on the other party. If she didn't smile, she was afraid that the other party would think she was cold and difficult to get along with, so she forced herself to smile.

She rehearsed it several times before the meeting, but was exposed at the first try.

Gods be upon me! I would rather fight the demon lord for three days and three nights than face this kind of situation! ... Fate shouted in his heart.

Just when she was about to lose control of the blush on her face, Glenn said:

"I feel your kindness. Don't force yourself. Smile only when you are truly happy."