Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 492

Flora’s POV:

“Bullshit!” I snarled and couldn’t help but curse. “You are playing with lives purely for your entertainment. Don’t make it sound like anything else!”

Geoffrey didn’t seem to take my words seriously at all. He just took a glass of wine from the waiter and continued to drink it casually. From the way he was acting, it was as if he viewed himself even higher than Prince Rufus. “I’m sure you’re aware that vampires have a strong healing ability. Even if their bellies are cut wide open, they’ll still be able to heal. They can endure torture fairly well. There’s no need for you to sympathize with them. Even though that vampire girl lost her limbs, she will stay alive like a cockroach as long as her heart is still beating.”

“You’d just better let them die completely.” Warren shook his head. His disgust for Geoffrey was unmistakeable now.

“It seems that citizens of the imperial capital are far more compassionate than I thought.” Geoffrey’s tone sounded strange. He leaned back on the couch and placed his arms on the backrest. “But I understand. You all grew up in a perfect greenhouse with absolutely no problems or threats. You would never understand that what I’m doing right now is nothing compared to what the vampires did to our people during the war. Maybe Prince Rufus would understand. After all, he is the strongest male werewolf of the empire, the army’s leader in countless battles. Don’t you understand where I’m coming from, Prince Rufus?”

“You cannot achieve true victory in exchange for innocent lives. A true leader would simply retreat instead of coming up with senseless reasons to excuse killing the innocent,” Rufus answered casually.

Suddenly, Geoffrey’s smile was wiped off of his face. His expression became sinister. “Well, it seems that you really don’t want to cooperate with me.”

Rufus chuckled and looked straight at Geoffrey. “Why? Are you going to be upset?”

After a few seconds of a staring contest, Geoffrey smiled again. “Anyway, they show is about to end. Why don’t we continue watching instead? It would be a waste to miss out on great entertainment.”

The vampires on stage were all dismembered and mangled. The woman only had her head left. The two other men did not look any better.

“Trust me. This is the only way to keep our border safe,” Geoffrey said with confidence.

I clenched my fists and gritted my teeth, “You are evil. This cruel method should not even exist at all. You are the one who deserves to die! Along with that wall, you both need to go down!”

But Geoffrey still had that mocking smile on his face. “Fine. If none of you are convinced, let’s make a bet.”

“What kind of bet?” Warren asked in a cold voice.

“Outside the wall, there are only about a thousand werewolves. Inside, there are tens of thousands. If you can get more than half of the werewolves inside the wall to agree with you– to abolish the system– then I will personally tear down the wall myself. But I will only give you three days.”

“And how will we know if you won’t replace a way to rig it?” I raised an eyebrow. I refused to believe Geoffrey would make it so simple.

Geoffrey held up his hands. “If I really wanted to cheat, then I wouldn’t even be making this bet with you.”

“What about Sylvia?” Rufus asked.

“Whatever the result will be, Miss Todd will be fine. That I can promise you,” Geoffrey said. “Heck, if you win, I’ll even willingly step down and bear all responsibility! But if you fail, then you are no longer allowed to interfere with anything here. You will leave and pretend nothing has happened.”