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Werewolves, commonly called werewolves, are a race that is usually distinguished by the color of their fur.

Among those werewolves, the blue werewolf, known for its cool blue fur like moonlight, is said to be the ancestor of other werewolves and is said to have unparalleled strength.

However, since their numbers are so small and they live as guardians of the Blue Flower, it is extremely difficult to encounter them, so they are not well known to the world.

“Werewolf!”

Satanael was witnessing such an astonishing scene that he forgot that he had lost sight of the blue flower he had been looking for.

An unbelievable sight, where what was clearly a large dog gradually changed its appearance with a flash of light and then transformed into a werewolf.

“You, bad guy. You stink.”

The werewolf Rash, who had the appearance of a boy, perhaps because he was still young, stammered and spoke to Satanael.

“You, you’re a survivor of the Blue Werewolf.”

Rash, a werewolf with blue fur all over his body that wasn’t visible before.

Upon seeing that sight, Satanael was able to recognize that Rash was the blue werewolf, the guardian of the blue flower that was written in the book.

A now-extinct clan that has been waging a long war with the Night’s Servants since a very long time ago.

“Blame your bad luck, now that Blue Flower is a part of you, you have no choice but to kill her!”

If Rash had been an adult, Satanael would have boldly considered giving up on Blue Flower and simply running away.

According to what was written in the old books, they were natural born warriors who could defeat dozens of Night’s Attendants on their own, so it would have been difficult to face them in my current state.

But now, Ratchet looked like nothing more than a boy at best.

Satanael, a young blue werewolf who had grown up, and a chosen one of the Night’s servants who had stolen the blood of the true blood and been reborn as a dark elf, thought that he could not lose.

“You’re weaker than Ada.”

“You cocky bastard!!! I don’t know who Ada is, but you’re dead!”

As if he had read Satanael’s inner thoughts, Rash spoke with a clumsy tone and mockingly, which once again shattered Satanael’s pride, which had collapsed several times today.

Satanael, his eyes rolling back in anger, mustered the last of his strength and rushed at Rash, who simply waited with his arms raised in an X shape.

Satanael with a terrifying momentum.

But Satanael was not in Rash’s sight.

What he was thinking of was his mother returning to the embrace of nature.

The forest of Somerset Estate, once rumored to be the magic forest of the South.

In fact, just a few decades ago, it was an extremely dangerous place where all kinds of demons and spirits had established a base.

But now it has long been safe enough for children to use as a playground.

It was an unknown secret that it was because one blue werewolf had eliminated all beings that threatened his child and Blue Flower.

A one-eyed bear as big as a house.

A snake that creates a poisonous mist just by breathing.

Besides that, Rash never forgot the image of his mother, who had oxidized the countless beasts that had been targeting the blue flower into skeletons and turned them into nutrients for the forest.

Bam!

Rash began to scratch the floor with his crossed hands as if he was going to strike Satanael who was charging at him.

“Cough!”

At first, Satanael thought he was going crazy because he couldn’t stop his own attacks, but soon he felt the wind swirling towards him.

A wind that is not a cool breeze, but a sharp blade that seems to tear everything apart.

New wind.

It was the secret technique of the Blue Werewolf Clan that made the wind into blades.

The shockwave created by the claws of the clan, sharper than Mithril, skimming the ground at the speed of light creates an abnormal air current, which soon turns into a wind that tears apart the enemy.

Although he could not handle it as skillfully as his mother, who was still a warrior, it was powerful enough to defeat a weakened Satanael.

“No… No! This body is so useless… .”

It was the moment when Satanael, the original sin of the elves and the last true blood of the Night’s Retinue remaining on the continent, ended his life.

Knock knock knock.

“What the heck is this… .”

And what Richard and the Allied Forces, who entered at the moment when Satanael met his end, witnessed was the werewolf Rash standing alone in the room and Rupert lying on the floor unconscious.

“Are you a rat?”

Count Bradley, who arrived late, was able to immediately recognize Ratch, who had transformed into a werewolf.

Of course, the appearance was completely different, but the unique feeling of Ratchet was still there.

“I took care of the bad guy. I’ll be out of transformation soon.”

Rash nodded and answered the Count intermittently.

Although the corpse of Sanatael, torn to pieces by the wind, was visible, it was hard to believe that Rash was the one who created it.

“Oh my god… You were a blue werewolf.”

Who would have thought that the puppy that Ada brought home was not just a wolf, but a blue werewolf, the guardian of the Blue Flower?

While the Count was speechless in surprise, Rash spoke quietly.

“Tell Ada. Just take two walks a day.”

As if those were his last words, Rash’s transformation began to unravel, and in the blink of an eye he returned to his original form.

And then, as if nothing had happened, Rash walked out of the Count’s office on all fours and headed to Ada’s room.

“But wait a minute! Isn’t that Prince Rupert?”

“Ouch! Rupert!!!”

Because the impact of Ratchet transforming into a werewolf was so great, people were only now discovering Rupert lying on the ground.

“His breathing is steady! It seems like he just lost consciousness.”

“Be careful with your head, move it to the bed, and call a paladin to treat it… .”

Fortunately, the group confirmed that there was nothing particularly wrong with Rupert’s body, but just in case, they tried to ask the paladin for a healing spell.

“Come out. I’ll take a look myself.”

“Alexander! Why are you here?”

“Our battlefield is already coming to an end. The skills of our assistants are better than I thought.”

Alexander appeared out of nowhere, pushed his way through the crowd and began to examine Rupert.

‘It must have been quite a shock, judging by the marks left on the wall, but strangely enough there are no injuries.’

It was easy for Alexander to check on Rupert’s condition, as he was more of an expert on battlefield experience than anyone else here.

Breathing and pulse were regular, and the condition of the pupils, which was checked by lifting the eyelids, was good.

It was almost a miracle, considering the shock of the traces Alexander had identified.

If Rupert, who was more of a commoner than a trained warrior, had been shocked like that, it wouldn’t have been strange if he was vomiting blood and feeling sick right now.

“What is this…?”

While checking on Rupert’s condition, Alexander noticed something in his chest.

When I carefully took it out, I saw that it was a statue of a goddess cut in half.

“I see… Was this the arrangement?”

Alexander looks at the broken statue and makes an incomprehensible sound.

“What happened?”

“Sir Rupert is safe. Just put him in bed and leave him to rest alone.”

Only after Alexander’s diagnosis that there was nothing wrong did the Count and Richard breathe a sigh of relief.

***

“Here is… .”

The place where Rupert opened his eyes was not an unfamiliar place.

Wheeing.

His old computer was always on 24 hours a day, so the fan was always running and making a loud noise.

And in front of him was a desk with a tablet on it, the thing he treasured more than his life.

His comfortable bed, where he would always lie down and fall asleep at the same time, exhausted from fatigue.

This was clearly his home, with kitchen shelves filled with ramen noodles.

“Is this a dream?”

Rupert, or rather Seonwoohyuk, recalled what had happened at the end.

A slightly embarrassing sight, after rushing in blindly to prevent the Blue Flower from falling into Satanael’s hands and getting knocked out in one blow.

“Still, I got hit once.”

Fortunately, even though he was being attacked by the bastard, he clearly remembered throwing the blue flower on the desk at Rash at the last moment.

Seonwoo Hyuk believed that since he was such a smart guy, he would have run away on his own.

Meanwhile, he still couldn’t believe that he was back, so he sat down at the desk where the computer was.

Since it was a place where I spent most of my day, it felt very comfortable and natural even though it was my first time sitting there in a long time.

“Ha… Now that I think about it, I was dragged here while watching this, right?”

A sigh comes out naturally when I look at the monitor screen that is turned on.

The monitor showed the screen from the last episode of the webtoon, The Youngest Son of the Hwanggat Family.

Seonwoo Hyuk couldn’t understand why he had been so diligent in drawing the scene where the dragon appeared in the palace and shot its breath.

If I were a reader, instead of leaving malicious comments, I would have actually been standing in the alleyway of the writer’s house with a baseball bat.

“I wasn’t in my right mind back then.”

The company that had promised to hire me only said they were sorry that they couldn’t find anyone, so I stayed up all night working on the series alone.

It was strange that I was still in my right mind when I received the editor’s notice that the series was suddenly ending.

“If it were now, it would have been a different ending.”

Even though he had crossed over to another world and achieved endless success, abundance of wealth, and happiness, the ending remained a thorn in his heart.

“Are you really sure?”

Seonwoohyuk looks back, startled by the sudden voice.

There was a woman there.