All Chapters of MY SECOND-CHANCE MATE IS A WOLF HUNTER: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

“Supreme venator, I have a report from group seven.” A man knelt down before me. His head was covered with a hooded cloak. “Group seven?” I didn’t know which group that was. There were many after all. Over a hundred. “Three star invocate Dekle Johnson was the leader of the group.” “Dekle Johnson? Who is that?” I asked. I was getting impatient with the messenger. “Get to the point. I don’t have time for suspense.” “Yes my Lord. Dekle was a classmate of your son. He volunteered for a mission to trace his whereabouts.” “Don’t call him my son if you value your position in this church.” I warned with a dark times voice. “I apologize my Lord.” I waved my hand. I could faintly recall the invocate he spoke of now. But I really didn’t care about the mission. I had long since lost interest in Peter. “What was the report?” “Nothing my Lord. They were all wiped out.” “Oh? That’s interesting.” I said. It wasn’t easy to wipe out an invocate group. “Where were they sent to.” “An

The logic was simple to follow.If I was effectively immortal and free from any diseases or even old age, then all I needed to do to truly live forever was to make sure I was far too powerful to kill. That meant gathering as much power as possible. And just like that I launched my plan to take over.Unfortunately, I was greatly disappointed as the effects of the potion started to wear off quickly.I went back to the witch and he was scared properly. He promised to make more. I accepted his offer. Although I suspected that he was making it temporary on purpose I didn’t truly have time for him at the moment. I decided to deal with him later and continue allowing him to make more of the potions. I needed my new found youthful strength for my plan to take over. And I was making the most of it and utilizing my body as much as possible.But soon things got worse. The potion didn’t just wear off at the same speed as before. Instead the time seemed to be gradually reducing.“Are you

After the celebration, we met up with Rowena and the others the next day. It was to plan about how we would move on from here.“What about Carter?” Rowena said. “I checked up on him everyday since we dropped him off but he’s still unconscious.” Rowena said.“We still have to move quickly as it will take some time to leave here and we can’t waste anymore time.” Phoenix said. I didn’t really get why he was in such a rush and so I resolved to ask him after the discussion.But I also noticed that Rowena looked a lot better than she had during the fight we all participated in last time. She stood taller and her skin seemed to glow lightly. It was clear to me that she was recovering. And that was undoubtedly a good thing for our group because we had been relying on far too fighters for awhile now.It was only Phoenix, Oisin and Kerrigan that could actually fully go on the offensive during the fight.I had seen Rowena fight once and she was truly skilled, especially when she also utiliz

“And this one too.” I said with a smile.“Ma'am, that’ll be five hundred five hundred bronze coins.” The seller told me.“Don’t you know who I am?” I asked her casually.“Yes, but-.”“Then why aren’t you addressing me as your Luna?” I asked as I looked down at the pitiful food seller with disgust.The woman looked down and around. Other people from other shops were also staring in our direction.I had spoken very loudly and clearly because I didn’t care if anyone else happened to over hear. In fact, that was exactly what I wanted.“So since you now remember I am your Luna, I’ll grace you by thanking you for your services.” I said as I picked up the bag containing groceries and food supplies.I turned back without waiting for any reply from the seller. But as I walked forward, I heard whispers and murmuring from the market behind me.I didn’t care to turn back.Although I could easily guess what they were whispering about- me of course- I didn’t see any purpose in entertainin

After reexamining my brother’s skills I invited him into my house. I already felt reassured about everything.My brother walked in with a dark expression on his face. But it wasn’t because anything special happened, that was just the way he usually looked. He was kind of like a dark cloud in contrast to my sunny disposition.The truth about my brother was that he was a very good liar. Of course I was also a good liar, but we lied I’m different ways.My brother had a gloomy personality. But he had quickly learned that he had the sort of face that made random people beat him up on the streets. So just like me, he quickly adapted.He was just as smart as me, or almost at least, so he knew that rather than actually trying something like changing his personality to confirm to the pitiful assholes that he was constantly surrounded by, he could just act like he changed.And so his journey of lies that allowed him to rise to the top, the top of the guards at least, started. He had a good sens