Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam

Chapter 4 - Four: We Need 1 Volunteer



Chapter 4 - Four: We Need 1 Volunteer

Chapter 4 - Four: We Need 1 Volunteer"Ethan, actually, turning into a werewolf has a lot of benefits."

Ave seemed to completely forget she was facing an expert who had thoroughly studied werewolf ecology, "Powerful strength, lightning speed, and unparalleled regenerative abilities. Those followers of the Hunting Goddess have to simulate a wolf's life for years and eat human flesh, but you just need to wear this collar to achieve that!"

Her eyes sparkled, shining like a salesperson in those TV commercials saying, "Don't pay $19,998, just $998 and you can take the product home immediately."

Ethan immediately exposed Ave's rhetoric, "But you would become stupid."

He always considered himself an intellect-type hero, and for a Mage, strength and agility were secondary attributes.

Ave picked up the collar, showcasing the "product" to Ethan, "Don't you think this collar is exquisitely crafted? It's much more beautiful than many precious jewelry pieces."

"Once you turn into a werewolf, you can't change back."

Ethan remained unmoved, "The Old Demon Hunter August wrote in 'Getting to Know 100 Dark Creatures' that he never encountered an individual who could change back from a werewolf into a human."

"It's okay, I can take care of you."

Can this really be okay!

Ethan instantly saw through Ave's little scheme, this Enlightenment Society devotee merely wanted to study the cursed object and its changes.

He glared at the top of Ave's head with a disdainful look that said, "Can't you control your young lady?", even the golden retriever couldn't bear it anymore, mustering all its strength and slammed into Ave's head but with little effect, not enough to interrupt Ave's chanting.

She continued to eloquently describe the benefits, "You'll move into a big house, much larger than here! Every meal you'll be provided with the finest beef, I can even hire a professional chef for you. If you wish, you can also have a groomer to manage your hair, teeth, and claws regularly taken care of by specialists."

"I refuse."

Ethan's attitude was firm, then he changed the subject, "However, I have a plan to recruit volunteers."

This was a problem he was destined to face sooner or later, and before the personnel from the shelter arrived in town, how to properly store the cursed object became an issue.

Just as written in books, once the storage process slipped, the resulting casualties would be disastrous.

According to Ave's summed up traits, theoretically, arranging groups of people in the Guild to rotate watching the collar seemed to be the most proper way, but when put into practice, it wasn't so, as besides the shelter, there was also a black market existing in this world, the nobles of the Empire always liked to collect some peculiar objects to demonstrate their unique taste.

As long as they could sell this suspected third-degree cursed object, they wouldn't have to live a life licking blood off the knife's edge for the rest of their lives.

Thinking of the guards possibly fighting among themselves first for the ownership of the cursed object, Ethan felt it would be best if fewer people knew of its existence.

Constantly guarding against the "attraction" of the cursed item was thankless, so he adopted a reverse thinking method—in which a volunteer wearing the cursed item rendered its "attraction" ineffective to others.

So only one last question remained.

Who would be the most suitable volunteer?

It's important to know, once the collar is on, there's no turning back.

Ave raised her head to look at Ethan, quietly waiting for the next step in the plan.

"Miss Keroy is a very suitable candidate, she's the only child at home, and her parents died early in an accident, leaving her with only a simple little house. More importantly, even if she suddenly disappeared, no one would notice."

After all, it's a chaotic era, everyone knew that a lonely girl like Miss Keroy wouldn't survive long, "rather than die of hunger or disease in vain, it's better to dedicate herself to contributing to the town, then they can engrave her name on the town center's monument, that should align with the society's mission."

As Ethan expected, Ave's brows relaxed, it wasn't hard to see she was very pleased with this proposal.

As for the moral blame...

This was never an issue the followers of the Enlightenment Society would consider.

Ethan immediately said, "I'll find a way to persuade Miss Keroy."

It only took him half an hour to bring back the good news to the Guild. Upon entering, Ave was sitting in a corner of the Guild's first floor, holding a leather book in her hands.

Seeing Ethan walking over, she immediately asked, "Where's Miss Keroy?"

"Miss Keroy is an understanding girl, when she learned my intention, she quickly agreed."

"How much relocation fee is needed?"

Ave replied smoothly, obviously, this wasn't the first time the Society had experienced something like this, "If re

The whole process lasted nearly a minute.

Presented in front of Ethan, Miss Keroy had transformed into a colossal creature, waist-high to him.

A person and a chicken stared at each other for a long while.

Then, Ethan experienced the first time in his life being pounced on by a chicken.


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