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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

OF COURSE, Quin never expected it to be easy.

But he also didn't expect it to be this hard.

[I'm supposed to be the genius wizard on the entire continent. But creating medicine from the sap of Dritch Woods is making me feel dumb.]

"Ah, I give up," Quin said, then he let out a sigh while sitting on the windowsill of his workshop. "I should have stayed at home."

But the truth was he only owned half of the entire room. After all, the other half belonged to Xavier Lagun. It wasn't hard to divide the space into two, since he used his magic to put a wall and a door between their rooms.

On the other hand, the bedroom remained as it was.

They didn't need to divide the bedroom since ever since he began working there, he hadn't slept yet.

He wanted to blame it on his brain.

THE UNWANTED GUEST