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Chapter 266 – Saving Her Cursed Lycan Prince

This was the first time I had seen Leonard smiling so openly. He patted the man on his shoulder and called him Edwin.

It turned out that he was Edwin, the same man Leonard and Owen had been talking about earlier.

Leonard gave a simple salute to Rufus. The two of them talked business for a while before shifting the topic to me. They discussed the result of today’s training.

I couldn’t interrupt, so I had to listen quietly.

“Sylvia, let me introduce him to you.” Suddenly, Leonard turned to look at me and pointed at Edwin. “This is my good friend who grew up with me. He is also an elderly employee who is responsible for all the internal affairs of our pack. In the following month, he will supervise your training with me… oh, and Owen, too.”

A huge pressure instantly settled over me. It was difficult enough to deal with Leonard alone, and now two more people had joined him.

I gave Rufus a pitiful look, wanting him to save me.

Rufus curled his fingers into a fist, brought it to his mouth, and coughed, as if he was covering up a laugh. “This is a good thing. It will yield better results this way.”

“Yes. I wanted Rufus to supervise you too. But Rufus is too tender towards you. All you must do is give him a forlorn look and his heart will melt.”

Leonard’s words made me blush. I didn’t dare meet Rufus’ eyes anymore.

Recalling the last time Rufus had trained me, I couldn’t help complaining inwardly, Rufus is not soft-hearted when he trains me. He is just as strict and fierce as you are.”

Then Leonard glanced at Edwin and asked inquisitively, “What were you talking about with Sylvia just now? I thought you knew each other.”

Sylvia’s POV

Edwin didn’t add anything important. He just admitted that he mistook me for someone else.

“Who did you mistake her for?” Leonard asked, raising his eyebrows. “I’m sure I know everyone you know.”

Hearing his words, something struck me, and I answered, “Edwin and I were talking about my mother, Olivia Todd. Did you also know her?”

Leonard frowned and contemplated for a while. Then he shook his head and said, “No.”

He looked at Owen in confusion. “Did you know Sylvia’s mother?”

Owen monotonously said, “No.”

“When did you meet her?” Leonard turned his attention back to Edwin.

Edwin coughed and seemed a little embarrassed. “We met in a battle.”

“Which battle? Then I must know her too.” Leonard was even more perplexed. “I have fought every battle beside you. Why don’t I have any memory of this?”

Edwin hesitated for a moment. Finally, he was left with no choice but to say, “The Blood Moon Battle, when we attacked the second vampire king.”

Leonard pondered and asked, “The Blood Moon Battle? Didn’t that take place over a decade ago?”

“Yeah,” Edwin replied with an inscrutable expression on his face.

“I remember there being such a battle, but I just can’t recall the details.” After thinking for a while, Leonard still couldn’t seem to recollect anything. “I’m really old. I’ve forgotten many events.”

“It was not an important battle. Forget it,” Edwin advised.

Unwilling to give up, Leonard sighed, “Why do I have such a poor memory now? I have forgotten numerous things from the past.”

“That’s normal. I’m the same as you. I once called Warren in the middle of the night to wish him a happy birthday on the wrong day,” Owen echoed with a chuckle.

I couldn’t stop the laugh that burst out of me. I finally knew who Warren had taken after.

Leonard sneered in disgust, “That’s different. You’re suffering from Alzheimer’s disease.”

Owen touched his nose and casually said, “I’m old. It’s normal for me to have Alzheimer’s disease. But it’s just an occasional lapse. It’s better than memory decline and failing to remember anything like what you’re having.”

The topic was quickly diverted from the battle and my mother. The three kidults refused to be outdone by each other. They insisted on competing and figuring out who had the better memory.

In the end, Rufus stood up to bring an end to this crazy scene.

It was getting late. The three kidults also got to their feet and said goodbye to us.

Rufus took me to the army. I followed him absent-mindedly, my gut telling me that something was wrong. Both Edwin’s attitude of avoidance and Lena’s shocked eyes had left a deep impression on my mind.

Sylvia’s POV

As soon as I got back to my dorm room, I immediately investigated about the exact time, place, and details of the battle that Edwin mentioned.

It took place nineteen years ago, which meant that I had not been born yet when it happened.

Apparently, several packs and tens of thousands of werewolves were involved in this battle.

This was no small battle. Just going by the numbers alone seemed to be an important one. Many generals also died on the field because of this, almost wiping out the werewolf race completely.

This was totally different from how Edwin described it.

I began to suspect Edwin even more. He could be hiding something.

Judging from his attitude as well, it seemed that Edwin didn’t want Leonard and Owen to recall the details of this battle either.

What on earth happened that he didn’t want people to remember?

While I was wrapped up in my thoughts, Flora came back.

I suddenly remembered the thing that my mother gave me before she died. I quickly took out the cloth bag and confirmed with Flora again.

“Are you sure this was the pattern of your pack’s old badge?”

After looking at it carefully, Flora nodded. “Yes. In fact, when you first showed me this, I even had to check online. This pattern was, in fact, used in our pack, but it was so long ago that I couldn’t find much information about it anymore. I then asked my friends in the pack about it. They all agreed that the pattern was familiar, but they couldn’t remember where they’d seen it before.”


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