The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

The sudden voice caused everyone to lift their heads and looked towards the young lady in a green dress leaning against the wall nearby with her hands across her chest. Several pairs of eyes brightened slightly the moment they saw her.

The girl in green was bare-footed, a string of silver bells around the ankles of her fine jade-white legs. A faint mist seemed to linger beneath her feet, making it seem as if she never touched the ground. Her facial features were extremely pretty, and overflowed with seductive charms, like an enticing little enchantress.

Salom Uqually's eyes turned a little graver as he gazed at the girl in black and said, "Farrie Holaleth."

The pupils of the geniuses around him also shrank slightly, clearly having heard of this name before.

"Is it that Farrie Holaleth of the Elfpatria Empire?" Ezra Zephyr's eyes also rippled slightly. It was rumoured that she too was one of the strongest amongst the younger generation of the Naran Continent.

Theor's eyes widened as he curiously stared at the enchantress before them. He had naturally heard of the latter's reputation, but this was the first time he was seeing this individual in person.

However, every one of these gazes was practically nonexistent to the girl called Farrie Holaleth. Her peach blossom like eyes focused only on Ezra.

Her figure suddenly moved, accompanied by the clear twinkling of bells as she appeared in front of the werewolf prince like a phantom.

"So quick!" Practically everyone present was shocked. None of them had been able to clearly see her movements.

"Hey, what's your name? I'm Farrie Holaleth, the princess of Elfpatria, let's be friends!" The elven girl in green beamed as she looked at Ezra, the former's limpid eyes filled with curiosity.

This person was actually prettier than Bipasha! The thing that drew her interest the most was Ezra's demeanour, especially those eyes that seemed to be both penetrating and empty.

When Farrie made her entrance earlier, everyone else had their breaths taken away. He was the only one that seemed to have no reaction at all.

The Elfpatria's princess could sense that the prince of Bloodfang was not pretending, and was truly not interested in the moves of the former.

Ezra was also slightly taken aback at the sudden appearance of an elf girl so close to her, but soon regained his wits.

"Boy, she is strong. But, there is someone who is stronger than her." Warned Fenrir.

Ezra nodded to him inside his conscious, he already was aware of it.

However, Ezra was not interested in dragging the dramatic things and casually answered Farrie. "Ezra Zephyr, crown prince of Bloodfang Kingdom."

"Ezra Zephyr! Your name is as pretty as mine. Hehe," she said.

"My lady, people keep your distance from them. Your calibre is out of their reach." The spearman who was silently watching spoke. Ezra gazed at that man.

"Wait... he is the Araric. The Martial Sorcerer who uses a spear."

"What! The infamous close combat sorcerer. It's him?"

His reputation was no less than Farrie Holaleth.

Ezra ignored the noise and looked towards Salom Uqually and Emily Jomez and said, "Remember my words. If you want it back, come and snatch it after entering the Spirity Bailiwick. Such useless and petty tricks are better kept under the table."

His tone was light, not even the slightest hint of anger, but it contained a cold authority that no one dared to retort against.

He turned around to leave after finishing, leaving behind a group of stunned young men and women.

Theor and Bipasha hastily ran after him while Farrie's eyes spun in thought for a moment before also following.

Salom's handsome face was somewhat ugly as he watched their leaving figures. The matter today was supposed to have been easily resolved, Ezra should have given him face as the genius 2nd branch lord and returned the Tribbain lands to Emily.

He was initially debating whether he should make Ezra apologize and make amends to Emily after returning the treasure. Who could have expected that the other party would have no intention of giving him any face?

Now, not only did they fail to get the land back, they had even been intimidated quite a bit.

By the side, a stormy look flashed in Emily's long and narrow eyes, but she made sure to reveal nothing on her face as she let out a bitter laugh and said, "I've really wasted 2nd branch lord's painstaking efforts, I had thought that this matter could be solved peacefully."

Her words only fanned the flames of rage in Salom's heart as he replied in a low voice, "Humph, although that person's Spirit is weak, he's still too arrogant. So what if your body is strong, if you carelessly allow someone to close in, you will still be killed in a single blow." The other geniuses echoed in agreement.

"Moreover..."

Iciness flashed in Salom's eyes. "I've remembered that Ezra has a grudge against the Royal Family of Brownmane Empire.

I wonder, will Bipasha be able to protect him from Victor Brownmane."

Emily's eyes immediately brightened when she heard this.

Only a handful of individuals amongst the younger generation of the Naran Continent could compare to Victor Brownmane. He was after all someone who had slayed a Core Formation stage expert with the strength of the Qi Brightening stage.

Though that handsome pretty boy did possess a 2nd chance at martial prowess, he would not be able to find any advantage against Victor.

"The Spirity Bailiwick is filled with mystery and anything can happen there, and no one can possibly protect him all the time. Once they're separated, killing Ezra will be as easy as a flip of the hand."

Salom looked towards Emily as he continued, "That's why there's no need to worry. A mere Qi Brightening stage kid won't be able to create any splashes."

Emily smiled faintly, her gaze seemingly much gentler when she looked towards Salom.

Salom suddenly said, "The envoys from the seven sacred sects will arrive at Spirity City tomorrow. I believe that the Spirity Bailiwick will open soon."

Joy and anticipation were revealed in the eyes of Emily and the other geniuses.

The Spirity Bailiwick was surrounded by a giant holy river. It was said that even a leaf would sink when it fell into the waters of the holy river, while fog dominated the sky above the river all year long.

This fog was extremely strange. Anyone who entered would immediately lose his sense of direction, and a single wrong turn was all it would take to fall into the river and drown.

Fortunately, the mist would grow thinner every once in a while. As long as a powerful practitioner took advantage of this timing, a route could be torn open, allowing people to be sent in.

There were no practitioners of this level in the Naran Continent, only the seven sacred sects had such power. Hence, they would send out envoys to help open the Spirity Bailiwick, which also gave them the first pick of the prided geniuses that managed to distinguish themselves from the rest.

The arrival of the envoys from the seven scared sects meant that the Spirity Bailiwick everyone yearned for even in their dreams was about to open.

"I'm so mad! That bastard Salom. I'll definitely kill him a lesson if we meet in the Spirity Bailiwick!"

Along the way, Theor was still seething, clearly rather miffed that Salo. had actually dared to spout that in front of Ezra.

The prince chuckled but did not say anything about this topic. Although there were some twists and turns, they ultimately succeeded in obtaining the Magma Core and 2nd Circle spell.

He would borrow the power of these two resources to add to his current strength. Once he did so, he would surely gain something fancy.

He suddenly turned his head somewhat helplessly and looked in Bipasha's direction, only to find Farrie grinning widely as an unending stream of words left her mouth, "Prince Ezra, tell me about your journey?"

Ezra was split between being annoyed and amused, but she could not be bothered to explain things, so he ended up ignoring Farrie.

Bipasha said to Ezra, "I'm hungry, let's eat."

A smiling Farrie quipped, "Everyone since fate has brought us together, let me treat all of you to a meal. The delicacies of the House of Geniuses are number 1 in Spirity City!"

Araric silently watched as the princess offered the meal to her new group that she thought as her companions.

Bipasha paid her no attention, Theor's eyes began sparkling when he heard the word delicacies, while Ezra was naturally indifferent.

Although the princess was a little odd, she was indeed very strong, and having more friends was something Ezra would not reject, especially someone that beautiful.

Hence, the group was led to the upper floors of the House of Geniuses by Farrie. However, Ezra's footsteps suddenly froze the moment he stepped onto a certain floor.