Hello, Mr Werewolf.

Chapter 21: The Complaint

Everyone present was startled by the sound, and even Ravel stopped crying. The atmosphere suddenly quietened.

After a moment of thoughtful silence, Charnis asked Ravel again, "What is the civilian's full name?

'Glenn Nibanklu,' Ravel replied in a low voice.

'Glenn Nibanklu... Glenn Nibanklu...' Charnis closed his eyes as if remembering something.

After half an hour he opened his eyes. His face looked a little better, but he still had some worries. I have to... I must write a letter, yes, write a letter.

With everyone staring in confusion, Lord Chanis left the mess behind and walked alone to the study.

Lady Sophia was the first to come to her senses. She looked at her son and said to Barbor, who was standing nearby, 'Barbor, go and find out about this city of Bayek.

'Yes, my lady.

Barbor bowed and left.

Ravel was confused. He couldn't understand why his father had reacted the way he had. He turned to his mother and said, 'Mother, won't you avenge me?

Just wait a little longer. You'll be satisfied, my poor boy,' Sophia said, stroking Ravel's swollen face.

Time passed slowly and it grew dark outside.

Just as Ravel was about to fall asleep, his father, Lord Janis, appeared, holding a letter and handing it to a servant.

Take this letter to the eastern part of the capital and give it to the postman there.

'Now?'

'Yes, now, hurry!' Janis's voice rose.

The servant hesitated no longer and ventured out into the darkness.

Lady Sophia stepped forward hesitantly and said, 'What is this all about?

Chanis looked at her for a moment, then glanced at Ravel before saying in a low voice, "Let's talk inside.

Then he went into the next room.

Sophia naturally followed.

The people who live in the city of Byerke are almost all madmen and monsters, and they are extremely dangerous.

As soon as Sophia had closed the door, Chanis spoke.

'Madmen? Monsters?' Sophia was startled.

'Yes,' Chanis said, taking a deep breath. 'I'm not supposed to know about this, only the high nobility, but I happen to know a friend who does. We were talking about it once and I told him that there is a special place in the Kingdom of Zen called Bayek, where almost all the inhabitants are horrible monsters. Even if a dragon dares to make trouble there, it will become a dead dragon. I don't know if that's an exaggeration, but it's enough to show the danger of the inhabitants inside.

Lady Sophia covered her mouth. There was indeed such a dangerous place near her manor, and she had no idea.

'What about the civilian named Glenn...'

'Don't worry about that for now,' Chanis said in a calm voice. My friend mentioned some monsters and people in Bayekri that needed attention, and Glenn wasn't one of them. Some of the weaker inhabitants of the town will sell their houses and move in with the ordinary people. Glenn could be one of those idiots.

Sophia felt much more relaxed after hearing these words. 'Well...'

I've already written to this friend and we'll make a decision when he gets back to me.

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Glenn's enthusiastic service attitude to customers, combined with the deliciousness of the black pork, resulted in good business when he brought the black pig to the town for the second time.

However, there were still very few families in the town who could afford to buy meat, so the second time was not as hot as the first, which was in line with Glenn's expectations.

Nevertheless, he managed to sell all the meat in the end.

Im, who was also selling meat not far away, was furious but did not dare say anything.

Compared to Glenn, his business was worse than ever, with hardly any customers, even though he had lowered his prices to match Glenn's.

The two black pigs had made Glenn a fortune, and he was already considered a small rich man.

So for the next few days he stopped selling pork altogether and used the money he had earned to spruce up the house. The walls were repainted, the furniture replaced and so on.

He also built a simple pigsty in the woods outside the town of Bayek, on land he did not own.

Everything went well and nothing happened, which puzzled Glenn.

Why hasn't this noble young master come looking for trouble with me yet? Has something happened? It's been almost a week... Glenn swung the cleaver and chopped up the pigweed he had gathered in the forest, thinking nonsense in his heart.

He skilfully poured the prepared pig feed into the trough, and soon a few black pigs grunted and crowded forward.

It was morning, and Glenn planned to take another black pig to Dudetown to sell. When he had saved enough money, he would see if he could go to the Mage Tower to learn magic.

He had heard that being an apprentice mage was very expensive and could only be afforded by wealthy merchants and nobles. It was obviously unrealistic for Glenn to earn enough money selling pigs.

He also wondered if the werewolf's constitution would affect his learning of magic. Glenn killed a strong black pig and loaded it onto the cart.

Keep an eye on the pigsty and don't wander off,' he said to the beast that was watching him.

The beast nodded and howled with understanding.

...

Two figures walked slowly in the distance, talking to each other.

They're back? Glenn, who was pulling the cart, stopped and his eyes widened in surprise.

The two figures walking in front of him were puppets. One wore a blue vest and had a round head, not much different from a stick figure.

The other was an extremely anthropomorphic female puppet with three-dimensional and delicate features. She holds an umbrella in one hand and wears a neat and pretty light pink dress. If you don't look closely, it's hard to tell she's a doll.

This is not the first time Glenn has come across them. He has seen the two of them around the house and the pigsty a lot in the last few days, but he has no idea what they are doing there.

Although it is not the first time they have met, neither of them has even said hello. This is the tacit understanding that the inhabitants of the small town of Bjaerk have with each other.

Of course, when they get to know each other well enough, they will say hello, like Glenn and the black crow and the old man.

The two puppets stopped talking as soon as they saw Glenn, and both glanced at each other out of the corner of their eyes as they passed.

As the distance increased, Ina asked curiously, 'Parindus, where is he taking that thing?

Obviously he is a butcher, and this should go to sell meat,' Parindus replied indifferently.

'To sell where?

'How should I know,' Pardines said casually.

Aina glanced back at the figure that was about to disappear and suggested, "Let's follow and have a look.

That's impossible!" Pardines said sternly. We can't appear in front of more people, that would put us in danger!

Aina opened her mouth, but when she saw the serious look on her brother's face, she decided to obey.

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