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[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!

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Butter Up The Crown Wolf

"YOU SEEM to have deciphered quite a lot of information from the drawings that you saw on the cave," Empress Audrey said. "What do you say if I appoint you as this mission's strategist?"

But she didn't have the backbone to be someone as important as a strategist, so she immediately shook her head after she recovered from the shock.

"I am deeply honored that Your Majesty recognizes my skills enough to be appointed as a strategist. However, I don't think I am fitted for the position," Gypsy said, then she bowed her head towards the empress. "I'm sorry, but I have to turn down Your Majesty's offer."

It wasn't like she didn't want to help.

But she didn't know how long she was allowed to stay here. What if she suddenly disappeared in the middle of a mission? That would be irresponsible of her.

THE TIME LIMIT