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Butter Up The Crown Wolf

[The Crown Wolf game revolves around Yvo Woolsey– the secret heir of the banished Wolf Clan. But Yvo, the ‘Crown Wolf,’ believes that the man-eating wolves that once terrorized the empire weren’t from his clan– but from the monster-infested dungeons. It’s his goal to prove his clan’s innocence. To do that, Yvo has to gain power first. Unfortunately, his “older sister,” the marionette of his greedy relatives, threatens his position as the next duke–] [Skip story mode.] Pressing the [Skip] button is Gypsy’s first major mistake as a transmigrator. In her defense, how could she think straight after waking up in a strange world with a splitting headache? [Do you accept the role of Lady Gypsy Woolsey?] [Accept.] Accepting to play the role of Lady Gypsy Woolsey, the character with the same name as her, is her second major mistake. After all, Lady Gypsy Woolsey is Yvo’s FAKE evil(?) sister. As cliché as it sounds, the minor villainess that she possessed will die at the main character’s hands. [Would you like to activate or disable the System Guide?] [Disable.] Switching off the System Guide is Gypsy’s third and biggest mistake. She thought everything is just a long and bad dream that will end soon… … until she met the main character in the flesh. “Call me ‘Young Master’ when we’re alone,” Yvo, the Crown Wolf, said coldly at her the first time she arrived at the duchy. “We don’t have to pretend as siblings when we do not have an audience, Noonim.” Gypsy, who finally accepted her sad reality, swore that she’d butter up the Crown Wolf for her survival! *** Disclaimer: Artwork belongs to its rightful owner.

sola_cola · ファンタジー
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THE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

"MY LORD, you want me to meet the merchants in your place?"

"That's right," Yvo said while putting on a thicker jacket. He wasn't bothered by the cold. But his noonim would get cold easily, so he got used to wearing thicker clothing in case he needed to lend them to Gypsy. "Go and tell them that I will be a little late."

"You won't be a "little" late if we don't leave now, my lord."

"I have a teleportation scroll that I received from Cyrus Helion," he explained. "Moreover, the meeting is in the duchy's capital and not the royal capital. The teleportation spell can bring me there in a few minutes."

Killian let out a sigh. "May I know where you're headed to, my lord?"

"I'm going to follow Noonim."

The knight didn't look shocked.

"If you already know, then why did you have to ask?" he asked, shaking his head. "Noonim was acting strange earlier."

Gypsy was a bad liar.