Sylvia's POV:

Before heading to town, I went to a shop in the suburb and bought a cloak with a hood. I wanted to hide myself as much as possible.

There were many soldiers at the gate of the city, and everyone who entered the city had to undergo an interrogation.

If I went straight to the gate, I might be caught on the spot. I tightened my hood and looked around vigilantly.

Today was market day, so most werewolves who entered the city were pushing a cart.

I observed for a while before I chose the most inconspicuous cart and hid in it.

were searching for Rufus

of hay and heard

a little bit. After making sure that no one noticed me, I jumped

patrolling soldiers and managed

the herb cabinets. The smell of various kinds of herbs were mixed together, creating a strange herbal fragrance. "Doctor, if a patient is in a coma, what medicine can he take?" I

pushed his glasses and said, "I guess he has lost too much blood. I'll find you some medicine that can replenish blood. But if he still doesn't wake up, you have to take

soldiers in the city?" While taking out a few boxes of medicine from the cabinet behind him, the old doctor sighed and said, "There was a murder." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

was killed? Have they found the murderer?" I asked, pretending

child died, and the murderer was the famous Prince Rufus. Did

home, so I didn't get the chance to see the parade." I also sighed. "But on my

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