The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

The five of us slipped out successfully and made it to the foot of the huge wall.

The buildings near the wall looked quite different from the prosperous city center. Simply put, they were all a little shabby. Even the streetlights flickered and were dim, and broken electric poles were lying on the side of the road, looking desolate.

I looked around curiously as we waited in the dark for the patrolling soldiers to leave.

"The only exit is sealed. We have to find another way," Warren whispered in a low voice.

"How about scaling the wall? I've noticed that those soldiers patrol on a regular route. They pass by about every fifteen minutes. We can try to climb over the wall during the fifteen minute window," I suggested. Climbing over the wall was easier said than done. I had underestimated its height when I suggested this.

The wall was easily as high as an eight-storey building. Moreover, the wall was so smooth that it looked impossible to climb it with bare hands.

Warren gave it a try and sprinted towards the wall, hoping the momentum would carry him over it. However, it seemed that whoever had designed the wall had foreseen that someone would attempt to climb it. So they built it to be very smooth and even had a layer of wax over it. It didn't take long before Warren failed and slid down the wall, landing with a thump.

In the end, we had to give up on the idea of scaling it.

We can't just give up..." Harry wrung his hands anxiously. "What if we made a werewolf

at all. And it'd be too conspicuous. The patrols would catch us easily," John said very calmly. He pursed his lips and racked his brains for

the wall could be the breakthrough. We have to find a way

we go through the door in the daytime?" Harry

the local unit to follow us. Basically, it's useless for us to go out during the daytime with his

hearing Warren's analysis, I felt even more depressed. He had spoken what was on

daytime. Geoffrey would definitely find out what we were up to, and maybe

along the edge of the wall dejectedly. Just as we were

This part of the wall looks

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be a little loose." Warren tried pushing the loose bricks on the wall, which

on her face, Flora got close to John and tried pushing the loose part

"The wind here sounds different

a look." Like a detective specialized in exposing lies, Harry squeezed past Flora

John stopped

couldn't bear to see Harry's silly behavior. I pressed my palm on