A passing constellation—they were familiar words. How could Park Muyeol forget? In the previous tense confrontation with Momori, it suddenly appeared out of nowhere and told him to dress up as a woman. However, its identity was still a mystery. “Who is this person?”

[A passing constellation says there is no need to know.]

“This cheap fellow... Hup!”

The sharp teeth of the werewolf bit at him. It almost ate Park Muyeol’s right hand holding the wooden sword. Nevertheless, the messages continued.

[A passing constellation is offering you a task.]

“What is this bullshi.... heook!”

This time, sharp claws aimed in front of him. Park Muyeol managed to dodge but his chest was scratched and blood flowed. The attack was so powerful that 1/3rd of his health was consumed in an instant.

“Kuock. This damn mutt.”

Park Muyeol widened the distance and stared at the werewolf with angry eyes.

The werewolf had lost its reason but its movements were still sharp and its attacks were piercing. Fortunately, he wasn’t over there.

Yes, he wasn’t over there.

“Kuhaaack!”

“That bastard is jumping.”

The werewolf jumped at an incredible speed and swung its claws in succession. It went crazy once it tasted blood. Park...