Werewolf wizard.

Chapter 3: Warwick, the First Werewolf

In the room of the old butler Warwick, Warwick was already terminally ill.

He is too old.

He is eighty-three years old this year.

It is impossible to cure him with the medical technology of this era.

Mr. Petro, the doctor of Baron Peter's territory, sentenced the old butler Warwick to death the moment he saw him.

He said this was not a situation that could be cured by medical skills.

Even if he went to Stormwind Keep, the royal capital, he wouldn't be able to find a doctor who could cure Warwick's injuries. Perhaps only the court physician could help.

Now, in Warwick's room, the head maid is directing the maids to clean the room, remove the dust, and put a vase of lavender on the bedside of the old butler Warwick, hoping to make him feel more energetic.

But Warwick grew weaker.

Before he died, the only thing he was worried about was his little master, the young Baron Peter. He was only sixteen years old, but had to take charge of the barony independently.

Warwick looked at the ceiling. For the first time, he was so afraid of death.

He stretched out his hands towards the ceiling, God of Storms, please don't take his life. He wanted to see with his own eyes the little master Sunan Peter, conquer the territory, and bring the barony back to life.

But when Warwick saw his old, wrinkled hands covered with age spots, his pupils suddenly shrank and he was suddenly brought back to reality by his own old age.

The head maid came over and said, "Sir Warwick, Lord Sunan is here. He is here to see you."

The head maid Pera is also an elder in this manor. She is over sixty years old this year.

In order to stay in this manor and take care of Peter's family's daily life, she gave up getting married and devoted her life to this cause which she believed in.

She has witnessed the rise and fall of the Peter family.

Warwick grabbed Sunan's hand and whispered, "Lord Sunan, I want to tell you..."

Sunan raised his eyebrows. He was asking the intelligent computer to analyze Warwick's physical condition so that he could make some minor adjustments when he took the potion he made. However, he did not expect Warwick to be so excited to see him.

Sunan could only comfort him: "Wait a minute, old Warwick."

"If you have anything to say, please wait a minute. Your injuries are too serious. I need to perform some tests on you. Don't let your emotions interfere with your judgment."

Warwick was very excited and wanted to get up from the bed. "No. If I don't tell you these words, it will be too late. I may not have enough life to tell you everything I want to say."

"Lord Sunan,... no, my master. You should sell this territory and the remaining village we have. I can connect you with some nobles I know who can sell two territories for a high price, so that you can buy a smaller estate in the suburbs of Stormwind, or even in the city."

"The one that signed the contract with the royal family is the Barony of Peter. As long as you lose this territory, you will no longer have any debts."

"You can live a wonderful life as a rich man there, with no enemies, no threats, no betrayers, no robbers. You will be there, so poor that only money is left."

"Perhaps we can't keep Baron Peter, but you and your descendants can still live a life without worries."

"Buy a few more shops and a few more serfs. Young master, you don't have to stay here for us old people. I'm dying..."

Sunan raised his eyebrows, opened a bottle of red and gold potion and poured it into his mouth, "Warwick, you are still a long way from death."

"Also, we are no longer in trouble. I have grown up, and I have enough power to take back what originally belonged to me and reunite the Barony of Peter."

"The Barony of Peter was divided because of my youth, but now it will be reunited because of my strength."

"We don't have to leave here."

"After all, this is where you and the head maid grew up and lived your whole lives. I think you may have a special feeling for this land."

Sunan thought: "Besides, it's ridiculous to give up my territory and go to Stormwind."

"Stormhold is also the headquarters of the Church of Storms. If the church finds out that I'm doing potion research, I'll be in trouble."

Warwick looked at Sunan in confusion. He didn't notice that as he drank the werewolf curse transformation potion, his voice became more and more powerful.

His skin became elastic again, as if he had returned to his youthful and energetic twenties.

His eyes were no longer cloudy.

His old body was filled with new vitality.

The moonlight from the full moon outside shone in through the window.

Sunan took a half step back, "Intelligent brain, record all changes in Warwick's body and mark him as Werewolf Legion Experimental Subject No. 1."

Currently, the wizard resources that he can access are limited, and he has never even seen a real wizard. It is actually not clear whether there are really living wizards.

After all, it is also possible that wizards have become extinct.

Therefore, Sunan decided to let the intelligent brain focus on development and reverse deduction first, as well as to deduce a magic potion, and then develop a series of by-products and subsequent advanced products based on this magic potion.

In this way, he should be able to form a wolf pack composed of dark creatures as quickly as possible.

In this way, it would be a very simple matter to reunite the territory.

With the Werewolf Group, I can collect more resources related to wizards, making it easier to find wizards.

Of course, at the same time, the deduction and research of potions to improve one's own strength must not be suspended.

The premise for achieving all this is not to affect yourself and to improve your own strength.

Sunan said to the head maid, "Let the maids leave the housekeeper's room and return to their respective servants' rooms."

Although the head maid didn't quite understand, she still turned around and faithfully carried out Sunan's orders.

Meanwhile, Warwick in bed noticed changes in his body.

Something of evil power had entered his life.

When he suddenly sat up from the bed, he used his eyes that had turned into wolf pupils to see his shadow on the ground under the full moonlight - it was not a human at all.

But a wolf.

It was not a werewolf, but a wolf, just like the one Sunan had hunted in the jungle before.

"What's wrong with me? Why do I feel so comfortable?" Warwick raised his hand. Within a minute, his mouth turned into a bulge, his eyes turned into golden rings, his whole body was covered with wolf hair, his body structure began to become more suitable for sudden bursts, and his fingers grew into wolf claws.

Warwick looked at Sunan in surprise, and trembled as he said, "Lord Sunan, could it be that what you said before, your research on wizards, was all true?"

Su Nan stood there and nodded calmly.

Warwick's body began to transform from werewolf form to human form.

Sunan noticed this, which meant that the medicine he made was perfect and had almost no side effects.

Warwick can switch between human and werewolf form at will.

Warwick was horrified.

In fact, the nobles formed secret societies in private, such as studying mysterious witchcraft, or engaging in cults, and some even sacrificed serf girls to evil gods.

This is basically a private hobby among the nobles.

But as far as Warwick knew, the nobles who did these things would not gain anything.

Otherwise, it would not be the knights who ruled the countless castles on this land.

For a long time, he thought wizards didn't exist. Sunan raised his eyebrows. "Warwick, are you scared?"

Warwick was stunned for a moment. He still looked like a white-haired old man wearing a suit. Due to habit, he even had to use a walking stick as a crutch when he stood up.

But inside, he has turned into a werewolf.

Possessing the immortal power of the dark night, he was reborn.

The surging power in his body made him intoxicated.

And he was full of loyalty to Sunan. He said to Sunan: "My lord, I will always be loyal to you and the Peter family."

"My loyalty has never been to the king, nor to the church or the so-called God of Storms. No matter who you are, I am not afraid."

The old werewolf Warwick clenched his fist. He looked at his fist and said, "I even feel happy. You are indeed the old baron's son."

"Those who betrayed our territory are finally paying the price."

Although he was in human form, when Warwick was angry, his two canine fangs were exposed and his eyes turned into golden circles.

The evil magic power in him is exactly the same as the magic power in Sunan.

After all, he was actually transformed into a werewolf by Sunan's magic power.

Sunan had never been surprised by the old butler's loyalty.

Originally, the old butler Warwick had served his family for three generations, and his loyalty had withstood the test of time.

Moreover, the Werewolf Curse Transformation Potion has a side effect that is not considered a side effect.

It is the person who takes this potion who will have his strongest emotions amplified.

Before his death, the old butler Warwick's strongest emotion was that he was worried about himself and wanted to live again to serve himself.

When he transformed into a werewolf, his loyalty was amplified at least three times due to the potion.

In this way, he is more loyal to himself.

It is basically impossible to betray.

In addition, the noble blood used in the werewolf curse conversion potion is one's own, which will cause the werewolf transformed by this method to naturally regard himself as the leader of the wolf pack.

Sunan frowned. For a moment, he seemed to be connected with the old werewolf Warwick, but this seemed to be an illusion.

'Intelligent brain, analyze the current situation. Is my judgment correct?'

[In the process of testing, your mana does have some shallow connection with the old werewolf Warwick. Because mana is too subjective, there is not enough information at present, so I don’t know whether it is good or bad. ]

[In the checked materials, the concept of "wolf pack" is mentioned in many fairy tales, travel notes and story books native to the Storm Kingdom. ]

[It is speculated that the so-called wolf pack is a special situation in which there is a weak connection in magic power. A lone wolf that leaves the wolf pack will be extremely weak, and a wolf pack without a leader will be unable to do anything. ]

[Being in a wolf pack, it seems that one can share the power among the werewolves. 】

[It is suspected that the leader of the wolf pack can concentrate the power of all wolves, or share magic power with his own wolf pack to achieve destructive capabilities that cannot be obtained by an individual. ]

[Currently, there are too few werewolves to conduct an effective analysis.]

【Please create more werewolves. 】

[If there are more werewolf research subjects, perhaps with the help of artificial intelligence, you can design potential connections to control wolf packs. ]

Warwick looked at his palm, still unable to believe it. Just now, he was almost dying, but now he didn't feel any pain at all. Instead, he felt that he was in very good condition.

He even wanted to compete with Sunan's knight squire Robert to see who was more powerful.

The old butler Warwick asked Sunan, "So, Lord Sunan, are you a wizard now?"

Sunan shook his head. "Definitely not."

"I just found some clues about wizards from the pile of old papers."

The old butler Warwick said, "That's enough. You are really amazing. I didn't expect that there are such secrets hidden in the old baron's pile of miscellaneous books."

"I'm afraid only someone as outstanding as you, my little master, can discover the secrets hidden in those books. My little master, it seems that my previous worries about you were all unnecessary. This is great."

Sunan nodded.

That’s right, in fact many mysteries are hidden in ancient books.

People will come to look for it a thousand years, three thousand years, or even five thousand years later.

Warwick asked, "Am I still a human being now?"

Sunan said: "Of course. You can regard yourself as having an extra transformed form, or as some kind of sub-human. But in general, you are still a human being."

Warwick said, "Young Master, what other abilities do I have now besides regaining the power of youth?"

Sunan thought for a moment and said, "You have all the basic abilities of the werewolf race I designed, as well as the special ability of intelligent and advanced werewolves to establish and join a [wolf pack], and you have the freedom to switch forms at will."

"You have the fast self-healing ability of the werewolf race. Ordinary knives and guns should not be able to effectively hurt you."

"You have superhuman jumping abilities, far greater strength than an average human, a stronger physique than an average human, and the tough fur and sharp claws of a werewolf."

"Although you cannot cast magic, the magic of the dark night flows in your veins, which strengthens your physical fitness in all aspects, and also gives you the powerful self-healing ability of the core werewolf race."

A data stream appeared in Sunan's left eye, scanning the data on Warwick's physical condition.

【Warwick】

【Age: 83】

[Race: Human (Werewolf)]

【Strength: 1.9】

【Speed: 2.0】

[Physique: 3]

[Special Ability 1: Reduces normal damage (damage caused by normal weapons seems to be no longer fatal.)]

[Special Ability 2: Super-Speed ​​Self-Healing (Possessing a powerful self-healing ability, it can exert a power that is much stronger than the data on paper.)]

[Weaknesses: Afraid of fire, afraid of silver weapons. ]

[At full moon, each physical quality can theoretically increase by 0.5. ]

Warwick looked at his new body and was very satisfied. "Thank you, little master."

Suddenly, the door was pushed open and the head maid Pera walked in.

Pella raised her eyebrows, looked at Warwick who looked like he was in his forties, restrained her heartbeat, and said: "In my opinion, there is another benefit, it seems to restore youth."

"My young master, please don't be too partial."

"I want to transform into a werewolf, too."

"Besides, this way I can better protect you and this manor. An old man like me doesn't want to go anywhere else. I just want to stay on the land I am familiar with forever."

(End of this chapter)