The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

"How can that slave be so fast?"

I heard everyone around me exclaim. They were all surprised at Sylvia's speed.

I pursed my lips, and my eyes closely followed the snow-white figure. Pride and joy involuntarily filled my entire body.

In her wolf form, Sylvia's fluffy hair slightly shone under the sunlight. Her running posture was majestic. And with a few tufts of dark red hair on top of her head swaying, she looked more charming. I couldn't help but want to hold her in my arms and touch her head.

also very excited, jumping up and down in my head. He kept expressing his incomparable appreciation and joy to Sylvia's

didn't expect that a little slave like Sylvia can run that fast," Richard suddenly commented. I sensed a trace of praise in his voice, which was very rare. Obviously, he was really surprised. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

bother to pay attention to him. On the other hand, my mother snorted coldly, "This is just the beginning. There are still two more rounds in the competition. Isn't it too early to praise her now?" Sitting in the main seat, my mother looked at the square with disdain. "If a slave can enter Class C, then the quality of this class is really worrying." "You're right, Queen Laura. Participation is more important." The dean immediately agreed to my mother and bowed to flatter her. "But don't worry, all the talents we select are top-notch. There is

tun of wine." After saying this, my mother picked up the teacup and took a sip

out a forbearing warning. I didn't want to fight with her in front of many

and her face darkened at once. She was about to smash the teacup in her

my mother in a soft voice, putting the teacup down on the table on the other side. "The military academy trains talents for the royal family, so where they come from is not really

a few words. Then everyone quickly

I was wrong. At least she

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