Salute To The General

Nathan and the others left the Curia on the same day.

The next day, Eugene IV made a public declaration that Queenie was not an ideal candidate for the future Holy Maiden because she was not a disciple of the Curia.

Subsequently, he handpicked a devoted young lady named Alicia from Salinsburgh and officially announced she was the next Holy Maiden.

The moment the news was out, it shocked many believers of the Curia, but they were happy about it.

They were displeased with Queenie because she was an Aplothian and did not believe in the Curia.

When the multitudes learned that Eugene IV would select a new successor for the Holy Maiden, they were over the moon. The people were ready to celebrate when they heard that the position had gone to Alicia, a famous and beautiful disciple from Salinsburgh. While everyone from the Curia was celebrating gleefully, a funeral was taking place in Zehntausende Mountain Range, Pandera, where the largest werewolf clan resided.

Raytor, the alpha wolf, had just buried his son, Kaiden.

He sat on this throne in despair as he clenched two sharp wolf fangs in his hand.

Those were left behind by Kaiden, his beloved son.

According to the customs practiced by the werewolves, members of the tribe would pluck out the fangs of the werewolf who had lost his life in a battle right before the funeral.

The fangs were kept as a memento to remind the family members that the brave warrior would live on to protect his loved ones and fight alongside them, albeit already dead. Raytor stared at his son's fangs.

He could not calm himself down nor let him go because Kaiden was his only son.

top of that, he was a gifted child whom Raytor had very high hopes

with his son. He had never praised him no matter how well he

to the extent that he had chosen to

his fingertips. When he learned that

he expected Kaiden to step into Eurasia, the land where even gods are forbidden, for the sake of the future Holy Maiden

he even got into a conflict with Nathan, Eurasia's God of War. Alas, he was

took a long while before his son's body was delivered back to Zehntausende

never received a single praise from Raytor despite having done his best his entire life. Raytor blamed himself for not showing his son any affection. Now, there was no way he

Nathan to the bones for killing his

my son!" Raytor bellowed out of rage, and his

their heads low, not daring to utter a sound

how livid the Alpha

then, a gentle voice sounded from

in the right place! We do have a common

of all the werewolf elites

glanced at the

on Raytor's face disappeared, and his eyes were fixated on the entrance. Only a top-notch elite

air and caught a unique waft of scent. At that instant, he grimaced, and his eyes were

that pungent

"I'm curious, though. Besides Herod, that old fart, which vampire is

towering figure