Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Glenn thought about how his sled didn't seem to have a shelter from the rain, and he couldn't help but pray that the rain wouldn't last too long.

When he passed by a grocery store, he saw several small books that looked like novels, so he bought one that the owner highly recommended. The owner said that this was the most popular storybook in the kingdom.

Glenn's interest was piqued, and he planned to use it to kill time while taking shelter from the rain in the tavern.

The rumbling thunder sounded and the pedestrians on the road became hurried.

Glenn first moved his stag cart to a place to shelter from the rain before walking into his tavern. At this time, the two employees he had just hired were sitting with Luther, chatting about something with saliva flying.

Ravel fiddled with his quill in boredom.

The sound of the door being pushed open startled several people, and Luther and the two brothers immediately jumped up like students who were caught skipping class.

"You guys continue, don't worry about me." Glenn waved his hand, signaling the other party not to be nervous.

However, they did not sit down again, but walked around the tavern as if looking for work.

Ge didn't bother to care. He sat down against the wall and opened the book he had just bought.

It was raining heavily outside, and the sound of raindrops hitting the glass was becoming increasingly frequent.

The name of the book is The Bizarre Adventures of Hankbard. It tells the story of a knight named Hankbard who experiences various adventures on the mainland and has romantic encounters with many beautiful women.

The book wasn't very thick, and with Glenn's speed of reading novels in his previous life, he finished it in just a few hours.

A big reason for this is that the book is really hard to read, and it repeats the same cliché over and over again.

Encountering an enemy, he would save the beauty as a hero, then encountering an enemy again, and saving the beauty as a hero again. Glenn could accept this happening once or twice, but it was too frequent.

Moreover, he didn't even remember the names of many of the beauties he met before, and then the next one appeared. There was even an identical plot later, except that the characters had different names.

Such a story is actually the best-selling one, which makes Glenn speechless.

"It's not even as exciting as a fairy tale..." He said this and threw the book aside.

He took out the animal fang given by the old man and practiced elemental perception and control.

Ravel, who happened to be glancing over here, saw this scene. He hesitated for a while, but finally mustered up the courage to walk over and said, "Mr. Glenn, this..."

He pointed at the vernacular novel thrown aside.

Glenn was concentrating, so he just casually said, "Take it yourself."

The curly-haired young master was delighted and immediately picked up the book and returned to his original seat to read.

One of his previous hobbies was to read this kind of vernacular novel, but after being kidnapped by Glenn, he has not been able to read it anymore.

This was the book he had originally planned to read but didn't get to read.

Occasionally, you could hear someone shouting outside, as if they were having a conversation across the rain.

Glenn was not distracted, he seemed to have found a trick.

The elemental power flowing in the beast's fangs was like a river composed of tens of millions of silk threads, and he was looking for the threads of different colors among them.

During this search, he seemed to have grown new organs that allowed him to make slight interventions on these threads.

He was delighted by the change, immersed in it, and wanted to do more.

Time passed slowly, and Glenn stopped practicing when he felt a little hungry.

He stood up and twisted his slightly numb arms and neck, then turned to look at Ravel, only to find that he was still holding that boring book and reading it with great interest.

Maybe it's because there's too little entertainment in this era, so I can't let go of that kind of story... Glenn shook his head and looked out the window.

The rain outside the less transparent glass was a little lighter, but it was still falling.

Glenn regretted not preparing rain gear, as he now had to go out in the rain to buy food.

But he looked around and found that Carter and Kakin were both very idle, so he thought about it and shouted to them: "Carter, Kakin, come here."

When the two heard the boss calling, they immediately came over.

"What's the matter, Mr. Glenn?" Carter asked.

"You must be hungry after such a long time, right?" Glenn asked with a smile.

Having said that, the two of them actually felt a little hungry.

Glenn continued, "I'll give you thirty copper coins now. Can you please buy some food? It's raining. It's okay if you don't agree."

When the two heard that it was Glenn's treat, they immediately waved their hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay! We like getting caught in the rain, really, please let us go!"

Glenn was very satisfied, so he took out thirty copper coins from his pocket and handed them to the two men. After receiving them, the other party immediately ran out of the door, showing great enthusiasm.

It's not bad to have someone running errands for you... Glenn thought to himself, resting his head on his hands and lifting his feet onto the table, relaxing.

After a while, the two brothers did not wait for the person they were waiting for, but a stranger came in instead.

The door of the tavern was violently pushed open, and a sturdy woman with a broadsword on her back walked in, all wet.

"What bad luck! Why is it raining suddenly?" She walked to the bar cursing.

Ravel put the book down and looked at the strange tall woman in confusion.

"Please give me a bottle of ale and some food, thank you." The woman sat down, took off the broadsword and a bulging package behind her back, and said without raising her head.

The young nobleman was still a minor after all, and was a little intimidated by the aura of the woman in front of him. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Seeing no movement, the woman looked up. "I was talking just now and you didn't... Eh? Why did you change people? Never mind, I'm very hungry now, so please don't waste my time! I..."

"This is not a pub anymore." Glenn's words came at the right time, diverting the woman's attention and making Ravel feel relieved.

Luther stood aside, looking curiously at the woman who was almost as tall as him.

"Isn't this a pub? Wasn't everything fine the last time I came here?" The woman looked at Glenn with confusion and asked.

"I've bought this place and plan to open a butcher shop," Glenn explained.

"Damn it!" the woman cursed, and then asked, "Is there anything to eat here? Give me some. I'm really hungry now. I will pay you."

"I'm really sorry, ma'am. We're still hungry and are waiting for our companions to come back with food." Glenn said boredly, tossing the fang at the ceiling.

Hearing this, the woman showed her disappointment without disguising it. Then she asked tentatively, "How about I share some with your companions when they come back?"

Glenn put away the fang and looked at the other party, "Can't you buy it yourself?"

The woman said with a bitter face, "I am almost exhausted after walking here. I really don't want to move, and it's raining outside..."

"I can't help you with that. I can only check to see if there's any extra food later."

The implication was that if the food they bought was enough, Glenn could share some with the other party.

"Thank you so much! I'll offer double the price!" The woman's voice was rough for a woman, but not too rough like a man's. It was very distinctive.

Glenn didn't respond, but just waved his hand and stared at the rain outside in a daze.