Miss Witch, please don't leave your fragrance everywhere

Chapter 27: Wolfgang the Werewolf
　　——Werewolf.
　　The one standing beside Abigail was the rumored werewolf from Bonn Village. Due to the curse, the werewolf was over two meters tall and had strong muscles all over his body, but it did not affect his swiftness at all. Perhaps due to the lack of suitable clothes, the werewolf was only wearing a short vest and shorts. Angelica's first reaction was:

　　Fury was ecstasy.
　　The werewolf growled and controlled the frantic horse with brute force, not taking a single step back. Before the invention of firearms, cavalry had always been a vital force on the battlefield, first because of the mobility of horses, and second because of the powerful lethality of horses charging into battle formations. However, at this moment, the horse was unable to shake the wolf-man in the slightest.
　　The werewolf threw the horse to the ground and turned back to grin at Abigail.

　　"Are you okay?"
　　“………………”
　　Abigail's eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

　　Angelica came to the werewolf and hit the werewolf's head rudely with her wand.
　　"You scared the kid."
　　Although the werewolf tried his best to act more friendly, the thought of a wolf walking upright and smiling at her was definitely a childhood trauma.

　　Angelica quickly woke up Abigail. At the same time, the villagers who heard the noise outside also rushed over.
　　Fortunately, apart from the injuries to the horses, there were no other losses. The horses did not trample on the farmland, and Abigail did not suffer any skin injuries.
　　Abigail was still frightened after waking up, but with the calm Angelica by her side, Abigail bravely bowed deeply to the werewolf.

　　"Thank you, Mr. Wolf."
　　"It's okay, I'm glad you're not hurt."
　　The leading villager was a white-haired old man who was also the chief of Bonn Village.

　　"Don't be afraid, kid, Wolfgang is not a bad guy."
　　"Wolfgang is the pride of our village."
　　"Yes, he is the patron saint of the village."
　　The villagers echoed in agreement. Hearing the villagers' praise, the werewolf called Wolfgang even smiled a little, embarrassedly. Seeing this scene, Abigail felt a little relieved. Although he had a ferocious appearance, the werewolf Wolfgang was a gentle person at heart.

　　"You two are coming from downstream, right? People in their village often say bad things about Wolfgang, but please don't take it to heart. I can guarantee on my honor that you two are absolutely safe in Bonn Village."
　　"Then I'm relieved. Are there any rooms available? We want to stay in the village for one night."
　　"Yes, we welcome you to stay for a few more days."

　　The village chief readily agreed to Angelica's request. Travelers and merchants often stopped on this road, and they were accustomed to having outsiders stay overnight.
　　Due to the water problem, the customer base of the downstream villages was almost cut off. At night, Bonn Village was as lively as a gathering, and some merchants even started hawking their wares on the spot.
　　The tavern was doing a booming business, which was completely different from the village they passed this morning. The tavern they stopped at before only had a few guests. Angelica had no interest in the ale provided by the tavern. The villagers were talking about this year's harvest, and some of them were introducing Wolfgang to the guests.

　　"You said that he was the only one pushing the waterwheel outside the village?"
　　"Thanks to Wolfgang, we can water the crops with less effort! Not only that, there haven't been any thefts in our village for a long time. You can rest assured about your goods."
　　"I don't think any thief would have the guts to come to your village..."

　　The huge waterwheel outside the village of Bonn was almost designed for Wolfgang alone. The stream passing through the village of Bonn is not turbulent, so manpower is needed to turn the waterwheel. It takes the strength of several people to turn the huge waterwheel, but Wolfgang can do it alone.
　　Bonn Village is a village that focuses more on planting and less on grazing. Wolfgang's presence saves the villagers a lot of time, and the annual harvest increases steadily.
　　There was a lot of noise outside the tavern. The villagers and guests living in the village were playing dice games. Angelica and Abigail, who felt bored, finished their dinner and planned to go back to the farmhouse where they were staying to rest. Tomorrow morning, they would prepare to leave Bonn Village and continue their journey.

　　However, when they returned to their accommodation, they found someone waiting at the door for a long time. Under the moonlight, the werewolf's hair was shining, adding a hint of ferocity.
　　"You two are you used to the dishes in our village? If you want to eat game, I can go hunting."
　　Wolfgang laughed heartily, but now Abigail was no longer afraid of werewolves. During dinner in the tavern, Abigail listened to many of Wolfgang's stories, and she felt ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) that one should not judge whether a person was scary or not by appearance.

　　"Very fresh and very delicious. Mr. Wolf is not going to the tavern?"
　　"As for me, I can't. Um..."
　　Wolfgang hesitated for a moment and asked Angelica tentatively.

　　"Excuse me...are you a magician?"
　　"I'm not just a magician. I'm a great witch who is cute, beautiful, and smart."
　　"Well, you can use magic anyway, right? I have a favor to ask, can you lend me a hand and have a chat?"

　　Wolfgang looked particularly anxious. On ordinary days, there were few magicians passing through Bonn Village. Today, there was finally a girl dressed as a magician, so he decided to chat her up. He had a secret reason why he had to ask the magician for help.
　　Angelica thought about it and had no reason to refuse. She was not well off now. The witch's treasure was almost gone. In a few days, the witch spent all of it. So Angelica let Abigail go back to her room alone, and she followed Wolfgang to avoid crowded places.
　　Wolfgang brought Angelica to a remote barn. He lit the oil lamp and then bolted the door from the inside to ensure that no one could come in.

　　Angelica blinked and hugged her body.
　　"……satyr?"
　　"No!"

　　“I’m not cheap.”
　　"Wait, is it really okay if I give you money? No! This is not what I want to do!"
　　Wolfgang suddenly knelt down in front of Angelica and bowed his head to her.

　　"Master Magician! I beg you to turn me back into a human! Werewolf transformation is a curse. If it is a curse, there must be a way to break it. But I don't know magic, so I can only ask for help from Master Magician!"
　　"Yes, if you will lick my boots clean."
　　"Really? You can't regret it!"

　　"Excuse me, I just wanted to say this line once."
　　And normally, shouldn't he be furious and say, "You are insulting my dignity!"? Why did he seem to be happy just now?
　　"I do have the ability to brew a potion to remove the werewolf curse, but I want to know why you want to change back. Do you hate the way you look now?"

　　Wolfgang believes that in order to get Angelica's help, he cannot hide anything.
　　"Yes, I always think that I am a human being. The werewolf form is not my original intention. I can't even find a girlfriend in this state... But the main reason is that every night, I have a strong... urge to kill."