Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Glenn's words caused a commotion among the ministers, who kept talking to each other.

The old king frowned and did not answer immediately.

The fourth prince, who was held in Glenn's hand, had veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes were wide open, and there was a big, black and thick wolf finger stuffed in his mouth. This was what he could not accept the most.

The power in his body was boiling, trying to break free from such restraints, but he was facing a level seven super monster, and the power he had just gained was far from enough.

What made the fourth prince even more angry was that the werewolf took advantage of the fact that the others were not paying attention and gave him a provocative and contemptuous look, as if to say:

Behold, you are so weak and helpless that I can only hold you in my hands. Even your father cannot save you.

The Fourth Prince's mind fell into madness again. He was determined to destroy the monster in front of him no matter what.

The familiar voice in my mind suddenly sounded, saying with a smile:

"Haha, is this the one and only level seven werewolf? She's so beautiful, she's worthy of me..."

Suddenly, the fourth prince felt the strength in his body being drained away. The guy who had promised him everything wanted to abandon him!

The fourth prince felt as if his brain was about to explode, and his anger was about to burn him.

"Calm down, my prince, I will not abandon you, calm down..."

The voice in his head said something jokingly, and then the fourth prince began to become dazed.

He entered a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, and his anger receded like the tide.

At the same time, Glenn felt something entering his body from the Fourth Prince's body, trying to take over his control of Wolfsbane.

What? ...Glenn was not too panicked, because the power that wanted to take over his control was too elementary for him.

Compared to him, the other party's control over wolfsbane was like a first-grade student who had just learned to write, while Glenn was a master of calligraphy and painting.

With just a slight thought, Glenn eliminated that power.

The astonished voice of the Werewolf Ancestor shouted in the Fourth Prince's mind: "This is impossible! He is just my work! How can he have more powerful management power than me!?

Glenn was still waiting to observe, when the old king spoke up:

"Can I trust you? I don't want to lose this baby."

If one account is useless, just switch to another one... A very bad thought popped up in his mind, but Glenn didn't say it out loud. He silently scolded himself before answering:

"You can trust me, Your Majesty. I will give you a good prince, but I have something to say first."

"what?"

"If the Fourth Prince did something bad, I might have to..."

"Don't worry! Although Rick has a bad temper, I am very strict with my children! Every prince and princess has been under my supervision since childhood, and they have definitely never committed a capital crime!"

For some reason the old king suddenly became anxious.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't be afraid of the threat of a level seven werewolf.

Could it be that he knew something? ... Glenn wondered.

He didn't know that just now, a kingdom guardian secretly passed a guess to the old king.

The conjecture is that the werewolf in front of him might have the strength to challenge the entire kingdom.

The old king didn't believe it, but he didn't dare to gamble.

"If that's the case, that's best."

The werewolf nodded, and then in front of everyone, he used wolf poison to remove the evil substance from the fourth prince's body.

I saw a thick black liquid being drawn out from the fourth prince's mouth and nose and gathering on Glenn's wolf claws.

The fourth prince couldn't help but open his mouth wide, his eyes wide open, and his body was trying to resist.

"No! No! I can't leave now! The Silver God will kill me! You nosy guy! I will make you pay! Do you hear me!"

An extremely angry voice rang in Glenn's ears, trying to intimidate him into stopping what he was doing.

As expected, the Silver God is among them... Glenn ignored the threat in his ear and continued to draw.

Finally, the last drop of black liquid was drained from the Fourth Prince's body. The Fourth Prince seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He became limp and powerless, unable to utter a word.

Glen handed him over to a servant nearby and said to the worried king:

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I have already extracted the evil power. The Fourth Prince only needs to rest and he will gradually recover."

The old king listened attentively, a look of relief appeared on his face, and he looked at Glenn with a more friendly gaze than before, "I really don't know how to thank you, my friend. What do you want? As long as I can give it, I will agree to it."

Glenn smiled, and although his smile was very ferocious, everyone knew that there was no malice in it.

He said in a low voice: "This needs to be discussed in private, Your Majesty. It is not appropriate to say it in public."

This made some ministers who were unhappy with Glenn and looked down on werewolves unhappy. They immediately jumped out and asked loudly:

"Is there anything you can't tell us? We are ministers of the kingdom! Are you looking down on us?!"

"You must give us a reasonable explanation, otherwise His Majesty will not agree!"

"This is the kingdom's meeting hall! Please don't ignore us!"

These ministers made the originally relatively quiet hall noisy.

Glenn just gave these guys a malicious look, and they immediately felt creepy and broke out in cold sweats.

They were just frightened by a look.

This is a small ability of a level seven werewolf, and it is very suitable for dealing with this kind of guy.

The old king was also very dissatisfied with these brainless ministers. Many people had requested to talk to the king in private, but these guys did not react so strongly.

They were just angry at being slighted by a werewolf.

Those who jumped out are just a bunch of second-generation officials. They have no cunning and no brains. Besides power, the thing they care about most is their own face.

The old king was well aware of this and originally didn't want to pay any attention to these parasites, but now it seems that he has to take the trouble to clean them up, so as to avoid provoking someone they can't afford to offend like he did today.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Werewolf. Those who just spoke were all brainless rubbish. I will deal with it later. I hope it won't affect your mood."

Being said so in public, the ministers who were just frightened by Glenn blushed instantly. They kept asking in their hearts, why would the king say that! ? Why would he not give them any face! ?

Those ministers who had brains laughed at those idiots in their hearts. They had long disliked these youngsters who had gotten to the top through connections. This time they could finally get these clowns out of their sight.

After the meeting, the king arranged a luxurious residence for Glenn and sent someone to tell Glenn the time of the next meeting.