Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Fate tilted his head as if to look back at Glenn, but pursed his lips and continued walking.

Glen Wolf showed confusion on his face, then understood. He thought the other party wanted to turn around and show concern, but due to his personality, he felt that it was unnecessary.

A man and a werewolf entered a building that looked like a teaching building in the center of the manor.

Fate led Glenn into an office and told him to sit anywhere.

Fortunately, this place is spacious enough and the sofa is big enough, so Glenn doesn't feel crowded with his current size.

Through the window of this office, he could see the knights and griffins being trained outside.

It can be imagined that these guys who are training outside are probably feeling very nervous during their daily training, and the chief instructor might be secretly observing whether they are serious or not.

"Those who are here are the most outstanding apprentices among the Griffin Knights. I must lead them personally, so I converted my residence into this."

Fate handed Glenn a cup of an unknown drink with a strong and mellow aroma and explained.

"I discovered how powerful they are when I came in," Glenn said with a smile.

Fate was rummaging around under his desk, and soon he pulled out what looked like a file bag and handed it to Glenn, saying:

"Before we talk, take a look at this."

Glenn took it doubtfully, opened the package, and took out a stack of information.

As he looked through them one by one, his expression became more and more solemn.

The above records a special phenomenon called Mad Wolf, which says that there have been frequent appearances of demonized werewolves leading demons to harass the kingdom recently.

Another demon? ... Glenn sighed deeply in his heart, considering the possibility of going into the demon realm alone to completely eradicate the demon.

But this is just thought. The Demon Realm is too mysterious, and no one knows what the strength of the Demon Lord is. If you go there, you may die together with him.

"Show me what these are for?" Glenn asked after he had looked through them.

Fate said calmly, "Just letting you know about this. I thought you might be interested. So I took it out. This has nothing to do with what I'm going to talk to you about next."

Glenn nodded, restored the information, and handed it back to the other party, "Then let's get straight to the point."

Fate put away his things, lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment before saying:

"Mr. Werewolf, have you ever thought about establishing your own power?"

"Your own power?" Glenn frowned, not understanding why the other party asked this.

"Yes, you are now an eighth-level legend. Your Majesty and the rest of us know that someone like you will definitely have your own power. We don't expect to recruit you, but we only hope that the power you bring up will not disrupt the original order."

Fate asked this question on behalf of many people.

Glenn was silent for a moment. It seemed that he really had his own power and a group that depended on him, namely his employees.

"I can guarantee this. The force I have established is absolutely on the side of the people. If anyone does evil, I will ruthlessly eradicate them."

Glenn said in a sincere voice.

Fate nodded without hesitation and smiled, "I believe you. You have a temperament that I am familiar with. It is the temperament that only belongs to a true heroic warrior."

Glenn turned his gaze to the female knights who were training outside the window and asked curiously:

“Do they train like this every day?”

Fate knew that the other party was trying to avoid the serious atmosphere just now and deliberately change the subject, so he also answered in coordination:

"In addition to these, there are many other projects, such as targeted sword skills training and cooperation with griffins in the air."

"That sounds tiring." Glenn said jokingly.

Fate hesitated for a moment and said, "They are related to the future of the kingdom. There is nothing we can do about it."

Glenn nodded. He just said it casually.

Suddenly, Fate suggested, "Mr. Werewolf, would you like to have a competition at the training ground?"

Glenn turned his head, "What training ground can stop a force like ours?"

Even if a level 7 is more restrained, a simple breath would probably destroy most of the buildings of this era.

Fate smiled and said, "Mr. Werewolf must have a knack for controlling his strength, and I don't know how to use my fighting spirit, so let's just compete in swordsmanship, don't take it too seriously."

She had long wanted to see Glenn's exquisite swordsmanship. In fact, this was the main reason why she asked Glenn to come here.

Glenn also found it interesting, so he nodded in agreement.

Fate suppressed the excitement in his heart and stood up. "I'll go get ready. You go to the black platform outside and wait for me."

After saying this, he left in a hurry.

Glenn saw the other person's excitement and thought about satisfying him in a while.

He walked out of the room and headed towards the black platform Fate mentioned.

It was a huge hexagonal arena with several groups of female knights practicing against each other, each holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, using their fighting spirit.

A conspicuous werewolf like Glenn naturally attracted attention when he walked onto the platform.

But those female knights only dared to peek from time to time and did not dare to slack off.

The werewolf bent down and touched the ground with his claws. He felt that the material of this platform was very similar to obsidian, but it should be more solid.

He then observed the sparring moves of the female knights and discovered that the sword techniques they used were not the same, and each had her own routines.

This is understandable. After all, everyone's talents are definitely different. If everyone uses the same sword skills, there will definitely be very few outstanding warriors that can be discovered.

The werewolf sat on the edge of the platform for a while, and then Fate changed into a looser training suit and walked over.

Although it is loose, the curvaceous figure is indeed faintly visible, and the figure walking with long legs is extremely visually impactful.

Glenn couldn't help but sniff the scent wafting in the air, which was very tempting.

"Everyone go down." Fate said in a neither loud nor soft voice as he stepped onto the platform.

The female knights who were practicing on the platform immediately understood what he meant and retreated from the platform in an orderly manner.

They gathered around the edge of the platform, with undisguised anticipation on their faces.

The female knights who were training in other areas in the distance also trotted over, and even some servants who had nothing to do did the same.

Fate agreed to this.

Only those servants who had not finished their work could only speed up their work with sweat on their foreheads, and they looked extremely anxious.

"What kind of sword does Mr. Werewolf want?" Fate took out a long rectangular box with flowing light emerging from it.

Glenn thought about it and asked tentatively, "Do you have a long knife with a single-sided edge?"

"Single-sided?" Fate frowned.

There is no distinction between knives and swords in this world. The long knife that Glenn just mentioned sounds like a long sword to others.

They had never heard of the so-called "sword" with a sharp edge on one side.

"That's it." Glenn used a curse to transform a simple long sword in front of him.

Fate understood the characteristics of such a weapon at a glance, and his eyes lit up.