Julian was suspicious of how hundreds of the Lycans had chased him here, and slowly he knew he would never survive. He clicked his tongue in annoyance. He squinted his eyes, thinking of another strategy. It was then that he saw his older brother Heinrich and the Imperial Crown Prince, Ezekiel, appear on their horses. Instantly, he had another idea. If he couldn't survive this place, he would at least carve his name in history. At the same time, Heinrich never expected things to end like this. He did plan the war. It was he who persuaded Julian to kill the Alpha of the Amaryllis clan and take his daughter, Miriam, hostage. He was also the one who devised an almost foolproof plan to secretly send the Lycans to the Euclase Continent to make a surprise attack. He had made the plan as detailed as possible. using the dark forest that separated the coast of the West Continent from the Western Fortress of the Euclase Empire as a hiding place and assembling the Lycan warriors they manipul

Failed.No matter how many times he tried, his beautiful teacher Cynthia Delaroche couldn't wake up and smile back at him.Siren's tears, Dragon Blood, and even now with the Philosopher's Stone, nothing could raise her from the dead.He had searched all over the world and had even almost waged war for his master. The beautiful woman, who was lying weakly in a wooden coffin, had dark purple hair. Her face was covered by a transparent white cloth, and her eyes were tightly closed as if she was just fast asleep."Cindy..."Henry called out his teacher's nickname. The man raised the woman's cold and pale soft hand while kneeling by the side of her coffin."I'm sorry..." he whispered.As Henry, who was kneeling with his back to the hall door, began to feel a pang in his chest consuming every cell in his body, he heard the door behind him violently open.CRASH!The double doors broke off their hinges and swung weakly on either side, while the figure that was breaking them, a white wolf that

Heinrich walked in the garden with his mind deep in his memories. His identity as Henry and his identity as Heinrich merged into one, but he still felt that his identity as Henry was his true identity. He had lived longer as Henry than Heinrich, and he regretted everything he did as Heinrich. Stupid! What an idiot, he didn't know how to curse himself. Not only did he involve himself with Liam Almandine again in this life, but he also did something very dishonorable. Taking the Alpha Lycan's daughter hostage to use Lycan troops as disposable soldiers? For the sake of what? Starting a war? Gaining power and honor? Foolish. He was glad to get his memories back before he acted like a stupid edgy teenager again. Luckily he wa

Julian slowly opened his eyes. The spilled sunlight drowned the room with a luxurious golden shimmer. The first thing Julian noticed was the soft sound of a pen scratching on paper, and his body aching all over. When he turned to his left, he was surprised to see his brother, Heinrich, sitting on the side of the bed on a chair. The young man was writing something in a notebook, looking very serious, and for some reason, made Julian think of their father. It was then that Heinrich's eyes rose and met his. "You're awake, Brother," he said in a warm, deep voice… for some reason. He looked like he was in such a relief that Julian woke up. Why? His brother's hand reached to his f

Heinrich could not bring back a life that had been lost. He could only regret everything secretly because right now, he couldn't express his apologies to Almandine, Goldlane, and Amaryllis. It was because he would be considered shameless and a hypocrite. So he had to come up with another, more reasonable way to pay for everything. "Julian," Heinrich lowered the teacup from his lips. Julian, who was sipping his porridge slowly with his whole body wrapped in bandages, lifted his head. "Let's go home the day after tomorrow," said Heinrich. Julian's eyes widened at that. The afternoon sun shone on the side of his face from the bedroom window. He lowered his face.