"Then we can still go and take a look. We can just follow the clues," Glen continued to suggest.

The old man let out two cold laughs without any expression. "That ruthless and cunning fellow must have left a 'big gift' for us at the original place. If we go there, we'll definitely be asking for trouble."

It seems that he really has a deep grudge against this person, considering how well he knows him... Glen shrugged, indicating that he didn't care.

"Let's go back. This journey is over," the old man said indifferently as he put away his shotgun.

I wonder if it's just my imagination, but the old man seems more like a lonely elderly person now, rather than the calm and decisive hunter warrior he was just now...

Just as the two were about to turn back, Glen suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that a huge creature was flying towards them at high speed in the sky to the side.

"Old man, what's that?" Glen poked the burly hunter beside him.

The old man looked up and immediately his face turned grim. He cursed, "That damned guy! He actually led the griffin knights here!"

"Griffin knights?" Glen frowned. "What should we do now? Fight?"

"Fight? Whether you can win or not, you'll be constantly harassed by the subsequent pursuit. Quickly find a way to hide. If they see our faces, we'll be in big trouble! They'll quickly find our residence based on our faces, and then you won't be able to live in peace!" The old man showed obvious signs of panic for the first time. He seemed to be very afraid of being seen by the so-called griffin knights.

"This is easy," Glen said. Then his body expanded as he transformed into a strong black werewolf. His voice was as low as that of a demon. "I'll hold them off. You take this opportunity to leave."

"Are you sure you can do it?" the old man asked seriously.

"I don't do things I'm not sure of," Glen said with confidence in his tone.

"All right, you arrogant kid. If you die, I'll offer a silent prayer for you. If you succeed, I'll give you a reward of twenty silver coins." With that, the old man turned and rushed into the dense forest.

Twenty silver coins? That's almost the price of one of my pigs... Glen's eyes were fixed on the approaching griffin. He got down on all fours and suddenly charged in that direction.

The griffin was huge. There were three people sitting on its back. They were slender, and the close-fitting silver armor for women outlined their hot figures. They were three female knights.

"Captain, there's no need to be so serious. This is probably just another false message deliberately sent by those dark mages to cause trouble. Maybe there's a trap waiting for us?" A female knight with black hair and brown eyes said to the tall female knight with a dark brown high ponytail who was sitting in front and observing carefully.

"You know that the so-called traps are meaningless to us, Aisha. We've dealt with such situations more than once. Nowadays, hardly any trap can escape our notice," the high-ponytailed female knight, who was called the captain, said calmly.

"That's true..."

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Suddenly, the griffin let out a warning cry! The captain of the knights' eyes suddenly became sharp as she looked down.

The lush tree crowns rustled. Something was rushing through the jungle at high speed towards them.

"Be on alert!" the captain of the knights shouted. However, before they could prepare themselves properly, a loud noise erupted from below. A black figure burst out of the jungle and crashed directly into the griffin's chest.

This blow caused the griffin to lose some of its balance, but it was enough to make the three people on its back fall off.

During the fall, the three experienced female knights condensed the knightly aura that protected their bodies on their skin, getting ready to land.

Boom, boom, boom...

Under the huge acceleration of gravity, the three of them created three large craters on the ground, crushing a patch of vegetation.

"Did you see clearly what it was?" the captain of the female knights asked, holding her knight's sword and scanning the surroundings.

"No."

"I didn't see clearly..."

Both of them shook their heads.

However, they didn't need to worry, because the troublemaker had already directly appeared in front of them.

Glen walked out of the jungle openly, revealing his werewolf form to the three female knights.

"Female knights?" His voice remained low, tinged with surprise. At the same time, he couldn't help but think: Look at that waist and those legs. What an amazing figure! Are all female knights like this?

"A werewolf?!"

"It can talk?!!"

The female knights were even more astonished than Glen. This was the first time they had seen a werewolf that could still speak normally after transforming.

Don't werewolves talk? Oh right, I couldn't speak when I first transformed. It was only by changing the state of the wolf venom in my throat that I managed to talk... Glen was briefly puzzled by the female knights' words, but then he understood.

"A third-level werewolf? And it can talk? It seems to be a special case," the captain of the female knights said, seemingly quite certain, based on some characteristics she had noticed.

She suddenly called out loudly to Glen, "Hey! Mr. Werewolf, you've got some nerve challenging the griffin knights on your own..."

"I'd like to test the knightly swordsmanship of you ladies. Is that not allowed?" Glen retorted.

"Hmph!" The captain of the female knights snorted disdainfully. "To become a third-level werewolf, you must have devoured a lot of people, right?!"

"I would never do such a disgusting thing," Glen rolled his eyes.

"You can never be too sure." The aura around the female knight suddenly intensified. She then said to her two companions behind her, "Sisters, don't interfere. Let me teach this ignorant evil creature a lesson."

Looking at the tall female knight with long legs pointing her sword at him, exuding a sharp and imposing aura, Glen was filled with excitement. This was a common trait among those who practiced martial arts.

He brandished his wolf claws by his side and sliced off a wooden stick as thick as a bowl's mouth, grasping it in his wolfish hand.

The female knight, who was about to charge forward, felt an inexplicable urge to laugh at the sight of his action. "Do you seriously think you can block my knight's sword with a mere wooden stick? You're truly a deranged evil creature!"

With that, she transformed into a streak of light and thrust straight at Glen's throat!

Facing the ever-expanding sword aura, Glen didn't even blink. He twirled the wooden stick in his hand, sidestepped to avoid the frontal impact, and at the same time, thrust the stick over his back towards the female knight's wrist!

This knight's charge seemed very powerful, but in reality, only the frontal part was truly lethal. The sword light on the sides was just for show, serving no purpose other than to intimidate.

Feeling the force on her wrist, the captain of the female knights almost dropped her knight's sword. Fortunately, she was holding the sword with both hands, and due to her arduous training, she managed to avoid making the cardinal sin of a knight - never letting go of the sword during a battle.

She took a long stride forward with her slender left leg, halting her forward momentum. In an instant, she changed her thrust into a sweep.

Glen had anticipated this. He swung the wooden stick in an arc, striking the knight's sword heavily. Then, he twisted his body and landed a kick on the female knight captain's abdomen!

The captain of the female knights was sent flying backward and only stopped when she crashed into a large tree.

"Captain!" The other two female knights exclaimed in alarm and were about to rush forward to help, but the captain raised her hand to stop them.

"I'm fine." The captain of the female knights touched her abdomen. The previous blow hadn't even broken through her protective knightly aura, so how could she be injured?

"Your moves are full of flaws, Lady Knight," Glen stood his ground instead of pursuing her and said with a light laugh.