Semua Bab Choosing between Dragon and Werewolf : Bab 191 - Bab 200

Following Bianca's directions, Karl drove his car to the place Bianca had intended. The loud sound that came from the gunshot continued to be heard over and over again without no break, yet she could see that the gunshots themselves were not as numerous as before. The screen in Karl's car no longer showed Stephen's face as before but switched automatically to call mode, and only the same noise was heard from their place, becoming the background sounds of the call. She hated to admit it, but she could not help but feel worried about Stephen. Did something bad happen to that guy? Was the man all right? Was he battling the same monsters that she, Karl, Nora, and Arabella faced last night at one of the Waterford city ports—one of the Laurent family's territories? Was the man seriously injured? Or did the man manage to defeat Schneider's army without any trouble? Various questions flashed through his mind until he could feel that his head was going to explode soon with so many questions h

Wait. What did Erna just say? "Even though my memory has not come back at that time, you showed your true identity as a vampire without feeling worried about whether I will be shocked from knowing it or not." Her eyes widened instantly when she realised Erna's words sounded strange to her. She held Erna's wrist as she tried to hit Bianca again as a way for her to hide the blush on her face that was so obvious--as she could even see it up to the nape of her neck and ears. "Vero, let go of your hand. I am still not satisfied with hitting Bianca," Erna tried to release her grip from her wrist, but she tightened her grip while shaking her head slowly. "Woah. Did you spend your time taking martial arts classes?" Bianca commented while looking at her hand that was gripping Erna's wrist. "Because if that was the case. I really admire you. Your enthusiasm for learning even during your holidays never ceases to amaze me!" "Shut up, okay. I am being serious here right now!" "My bad~ my bad~

Bianca got out of Karl's car and slammed the car door hard without caring whether Erna and Veronica would flinch or not. Her mind was still filled with nightmares that came back to haunt her, with the voice in her mind echoing so many times to the extent that it managed to make her feel like her head was going to explode. ["Is the person you call as Mama Irene your stepmother?"] Her fists clenched tightly, followed by her vampire aura starting to ooze out, moving so uncontrollably that it felt like her whole blood was boiling from it. Vero's question kept ringing in her mind. The question she knew was asked by her best friend was purely out of curiosity and a hint of worry; it meant nothing more than those reasons. But where did her best friend hear that name from? She did not remember telling her about that name. And how did the woman know that the person whom she called Mama Irene was her stepmother? Could it be that she accidentally uttered the name of the cursed woman, who tur

Veronica could not deny the fact that she was completely terrified by what was going on around her right now. Her mind was completely overtaken by negative feelings that she could not describe how it felt, messing with her desire to keep a clear head in a situation like this. GROAARR!! There was a monster's sound that echoed so loudly that it seemed to make the car they were hiding in slight sway due to the loudness of the monster's voice, making her reflexively hug Erna even more tightly. It was enough for her last night when she had to deal with all kinds of monsters at Laurent’s theatre building when she was supposed to enjoy the performance of the theatre itself, who tried to approach her with the same goal: to bring her back to the immortal werewolf man named William Schneider. If she could tell the truth, she actually had no idea the reason why that immortal werewolf man was chasing after her and said it by himself how the immortal werewolf man was attracted to her unusual cha

It didn't take him long to understand all the basics he needed to wield the gun in his hands right now. He wasn't really sure if he was able to learn it quickly this was due to the life-and-death situation he was currently in, or indeed because of his genius, as his older sister always said.What is clear, he no longer needs to find his hands shaking with fear when holding a gun like he did before. His self-confidence slowly emerged. It could be likened, the melodic strains of alternative rock music began to flow through the cells in his body, giving him new courage within him.He felt he could do anything now. Even if it has to turn the world upside down.Okay. For the last part, he wasn't really serious. But there is no other figure of speech that can describe how he feels right now other than the expression earlier."Try repeating one more time. What do you need before aiming?""Concentrate," he demonstrated how to wield a weapon as taught by Erna a few minutes ago. "And holding my