The Atrocious Werewolf Prince



One could tell that Ajin was quite close to Denise. Hence, he was already fully on her side despite never having any contact with Ezra before.

Denise Tubble also laughed when she heard this, feeling somewhat better as she said, "He deserves it for losing sight of his status. Does he really believe that this is still the unofficial outer mountains? He's just a mere gold belt disciple that many would easily be able to deal with.

I really don't understand why Elder Rilda would give such a high evaluation of him, but I'm sure that she will soon feel quite embarrassed after today."

The corners of Denise's mouth curled downwards as she mockingly said, "A bastard like him doesn't need to get that much fame."

While the two were talking, Elder Song's eyelids raised as he looked towards Elder Lo in the other pavilion and nonchalantly said, "Since everyone is here, let's prepare to begin and get this over and done with as soon as possible. I still have other matters to attend to."

His tone was relaxed, clearly not the least bit concerned about the imminent quarter-match.

Elder Lo was naturally able to hear the hidden meaning behind Elder Song's words. With an icy chuckle, the former responded, "I just hope that you will still have the mood to deal with your other affairs after this."

A mocking smile flowed out from the corners of Elder Song's mouth. "Unfortunately, it seems that you have been the one who has been feeling down after most of the quarter-matches."

Elder Lo's face twitched for a moment, unable to retort for a time as his expression turned ugly, even having slight trouble breathing due to anger.

The mockery on Elder Song's lips grew even greater when he saw this. With a wave of his hand, he called out, "Kimba, Andrew, Sliso."

Three figures walked into the stone pavilion and cupped their fists together towards Elder Song.

Elder Song indifferently said, "Go and do not bring shame to our faction."

The trio acknowledged with a nod. Under the attention of countless gazes, they landed on the three giant stone stages on the cliff.

Elder Lo took in a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Bob, Blaze, Ezra."

Bob and Blaze hurriedly stepped forward, while the prince exited the stone pavilion.

"All three of you must do your best today." Said Elder Lo.

Bob and Blaze's expressions were quite taunt, clearly somewhat nervous. However, they still managed to force out a nod.

Elder Lo cautioned the prince, "Ezra, there's no need to be too nervous since it is your first time in a match like this, previous match was between our faction but this… is something more intense and meaningful. Victory or defeat is only temporary, and doesn't decide everything. Try to show them why they should be afraid of you" 

The last sentence had a hidden meaning, nobody knew about Ezra's alchemic secret except Elder Lo. However, unbeknownst to him, Ezra was planning to conquer the entire outer mountains of Alchemic Rune Peak on this very day.

***

Many disciples from the other peaks had come to watch today, and alchemy disciples were worried that if Ezra did not perform well, the storm of mocking laughter that followed would be too huge of a mental blow to him.

Most of those who worried were the new disciples, who looked at Ezra as their leader. Amongst them, only Gill Subzi wore a smile.

In the crowd of the Imprint faction, an opposing voice echoed. "Prince Ezra Zephyr will be the winner." The voice startled everyone. Gazes full of hatred were launched at the owner of the voice.

"What the hell did you say?" A disciple of the imprint faction questioned.

The youngster chuckled. "No one in the imprint faction is capable of subduing Prince Ezra, not even senior brother Lopap and senior sister Aily."

"You fucking traitor, I knew it, all you newcomers are his lackeys. Get the fuck out of our faction and join those useless alchemists." Rebuked the disciple.

"Why should I, I am more confident in my runes. As for whether I speak the truth or not, only time will tell that." It was a man named Cen Zutton, the man who once troubled Ezra and Theor in the auction, following the lead of Salom Uqually and Emily Jomez. He now came under the shade of Ezra Zephyr and was ordered to join the imprint faction by the prince when he told that he was good in runes.

The quarrel carried on as the eyes were attracted to the alchemy faction's contestants. When the three of them walked out, even more gazes were cast on them than earlier. However, most of the gazes were clearing looking towards the prince.

Numerous whispers began to spread.

"Is he that Ezra Zephyr?"

"Doesn't seem to be anything special.

"Hehe, looks like another person who wants to borrow senior brother Sith Wiggins's name to become famous."

"But it's a pity that he chose the wrong person. Senior brother Sith Wiggins is just too outstanding, and even if Ezra does perform decently, he will only appear incapable in comparison."

The majority of the disciples that had come to watch were female, all of them young and pretty. They were obviously similar to Aily, belonging to the group of Sith Wiggins's fanatical supporters. Hence, their words were merciless, and rather grating to the ear.

Bob and Blaze also felt these gazes, causing them to feel a little uncomfortable all over. This was the first time so many people had come to watch a quarter match of Alchemic Rune Peak.

Moreover, most of them were not here with kind intentions. The two exchanged a look and let out a bitter laugh. They were truly innocent victims.