Hello, Mr Werewolf.

Chapter 26: The Dark Magician

Now you know you're hungry? Glenn couldn't help but tease.

Bonnie didn't answer, just lowered her head in embarrassment.

Suddenly Glenn stood up, opened the cloth bag he had placed on the table and took out a large piece of pork, a basket of vegetables, spices, cooking oil and even a frying pan. Bonnie's mouth dropped open.

'Where's your kitchen?' Glenn asked a stunned Bonnie.

Bonnie unconsciously pointed to a room, and Glenn immediately headed there with the groceries.

At this point, Bonnie seemed to come to her senses, and she hurriedly stepped forward to stop Glenn, saying, 'Mr. Glenn, we can't eat all this, it's too valuable!

But you ate quite a bit when you came to my house,' Glenn said with a half smile.

'I...' Bonnie was ashamed and embarrassed.

'OK, I'm not starving, and I've caused your family unnecessary trouble, so this is compensation,' he said.

Having said that, he ignored what Bonnie had to say and went into the kitchen.

Watching Glenn roll up his sleeves in the kitchen and skilfully start a fire to cook, Bonnie pursed her lips slightly...

Mr Glenn, let me help you. She also rolled up her sleeves like Glenn and entered the kitchen.

'Then wash these dishes. It's a good opportunity to learn from me so that you can cook for your mother or friends more often. A good cook is essential for a girl,' Glenn said, pointing to the vegetables.

Bonnie nodded enthusiastically. She really liked the food Glenn cooked and if she could learn just a little bit of it, she would be very happy.

Time passed quickly. When Bonnie's mother came back into the room, she smelled a delicious aroma of food. Several home-cooked meals were already on the table.

Bonnie was just carrying a plate of fried meat from the kitchen when she saw her mother and immediately said with a smile, "Mom, come and sit down. Mr Glenn has made a special dish from their hometown, you must try it!

'This...' Bonnie's mother seemed to have a brain freeze and was completely unable to understand what was happening in front of her.

Glenn also came out of the kitchen, wiped his hands with a cloth and smiled, "Ma'am, I hope I haven't caused you any trouble by borrowing your kitchen.

'Of... of course not...' Bonnie's mother waved her hands repeatedly.

'That's good,' Glenn said, holding up a hand to indicate, 'try my cooking.

Bonnie's mother nodded blankly, sat down next to her daughter and instinctively swallowed as she looked at the fragrant and delicate dishes in front of her.

She took the spoon handed to her by her daughter and popped a spoonful of stir-fried meat into her mouth.

After chewing just a little, the taste she had never experienced before filled her mouth and her eyes widened involuntarily.

Bonnie, on the other hand, had already begun to eat, regardless of appearances. She had been hungry for a long time and had almost given in several times during the cooking.

I love it when you show me expressions like that... Glenn watched her and smiled to himself.

The three of them sat together and enjoyed their meal, and Glenn occasionally struck up a conversation with Bonnie's mother about trivial matters, quickly learning the basics about the family.

Bonnie's mother worked in a cotton mill and had a fairly steady income. The neighbours called her Mrs Sally.

As Glenn had expected, she was a widow, her husband having been killed after insulting a passing nobleman. Mrs Sally had raised her daughter single-handedly and sent her to school.

Although she had lost her father, Bonnie had not suffered much thanks to her mother's good work.

After dinner, Glenn suggested they say goodbye, and Mrs Sally immediately said,

It would be better if you stayed the night, my child. It's late, and the town hasn't been peaceful these days. It's too dangerous to go out like this.

Yes, if you go to Bayek now, it will probably be in the middle of the night,' Bonnie also kindly advised.

I don't feel comfortable spending the night here... Glenn smiled helplessly, 'Don't worry, madam, I know what I'm doing, don't worry about me.

Having said that, Glenn turned and walked out into the dark night.

...

Inside Charnis Manor.

The lord put down the letter in his hand and let out an imperceptible breath. He said to the butler standing beside him, "Go and ask Barber to come in.

Yes, my lord." The old butler, standing erect, nodded and then left the room.

Soon Babur, dressed in armour, entered the room with the butler.

He made a standard knightly salute and waited for his master's orders.

Find a way to capture this commoner called Glenn. I want him to know what happens if he insults a noble! Janis' tone was cold.

'Understood!' Babur made another salute and turned to leave.

Janis added, 'Don't go to the city of Bayek. If you get into trouble, I won't be able to save you!

I will remember that! Having said this solemnly, Barbor took a few long steps out of the room.

At that moment, Lady Sophia, the lord's wife, came in. She gazed at Barbor's departing back, her eyes full of mystery.

'Why are you here?' Zhanisi asked, noticing his wife.

'I just noticed that you summoned Barbor, so I came. Did your friend write back? What did he say?' Sophia asked.

'This commoner called Glenn was supposed to be just an ordinary person. My friend told me that he could not remember the name, and he even used his own channels to check.

That's great! How dare he hit our son! He must not get away with it! Sophia sneered.

...

Duder Town, a nondescript tavern.

The small door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in commoner's clothing, with a sombre and at first glance easily overlooked appearance, walked in from outside.

The visitor looked around the tavern and his eyes fell on a beautiful figure by the window.

He walked straight up to the figure and sat down opposite it.

A respectable wizard dressed like that? A commoner?' Murphy gave the middle-aged man opposite a rather disgusted look.

'Cut the crap! Just give me what I want, you b****y vampire!' The middle-aged man's tone was extremely rude, as if he hated vampires.

'Is that how you ask someone for something?' Murphy's eyes narrowed in annoyance, 'Please understand, great wizard, you are the one who asked me for something. If you want a good deal, learn to respect people first!

Vampires don't deserve respect,' the middle-aged man said contemptuously, 'OK, talking about this is a waste of time, just give me what I want!

Murphy's fingers clenched under the table and her pupils tended to turn red. She said coldly, 'I don't think there's any need to continue this transaction. If you want something, find someone else!

With that, Murphy stood up. Before she could move her legs, the middle-aged man's next words stopped her.

'I don't think you want your castle to be visited by those great knights and great wizards, do you?

'Are you threatening me?!' Murphy's pupils turned completely red and the air around her became slightly distorted.

This change was invisible to the n***d eye, and the other patrons simply felt their chests tighten, unaware of who was causing all this.

Yes, it is a threat. Don't look at me like that. If you fight here, you'll be the only one who dies in the end, stupid vampire. The middle-aged man leaned against the wall, his fingers fumbling around the wooden wine glass, his gaze emotionless as he just stared at Murphy.