The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

Chapter 460

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THE ORIGIN OF EVIL NARRATOR Js this the elemental village where you were born? Sigrid held onto her wide-brimmed straw hat to keep it from being carried away by the wind.

They had gone out after lunch with Silas to gather fresh grass for the rabbits.

Their steps led them to the edge of a beautiful hillside covered in daisies.

Below, the wooden and stone houses of the village came into view.

The creaking of carts, the clucking of chickens, and the laughter of children playing in the fields filled the air.

Yes, its just as I remember.

I never forgot it, unlike other things.

Silas gazed at the horizon with nostalgia, looking over the valley where he had been born.

His best memories...

in the darkest nights, in the most horrific tortures.

here before? he

over his

I hid the baby, remember? The baby I saved when I met you,

what kind of coincidence

can check on

to sit on the stump of a freshly

front of her and unwrapped a raisin loaf from a clean

hag, but in the end,

out on the armchair, snoring with her mouth open after stuffing herself at

Thank you.

taking a piece of the bread and running her fingers through his silver

sat at her feet,

here years ago because

past the lake, theres

one dares to

Silas began to explain.

listened, the

life as an elemental,

a horrid,

of moonlight, that corrosive magic was born into the world, like