Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 712

Sylvia’s POV:

Once Noreen disappeared, I began to look for a way out. I needed to replace Rufus and I needed to ask the truth from him as soon as I could.

It seemed that I was in a very strange place. There was no door that could be seen, and the only object in the room was a scarecrow lying on the floor.

I recalled that there used to be furniture and a candle in the room. They oddly disappeared the moment Noreen’s avatar left.

I took out my phone so that I could contact someone from the outside world, but I soon realized there was no signal in this place.

At least the flashlight of my phone was still working.

I started fumbling about the room but I didn’t replace any clues. My anxiety began to build up from this.

“Sylvia, you need to calm down. Listen. The sound of the wind could be heard from here,” Yana reassured.

I stopped from my pacing and took in a sharp breath. I, too, noticed something was off. Somewhere in the room, the wind blew loudly.

It made sense. I didn’t feel suffocated and I could also definitely feel the air flowing.

This space was not securely shut!

In an instant, I came to the conclusion.

I began to feel a sense of hope as I walked towards the direction of the sound of the wind.

I examined the wall in front of me, put my hand to it and closed my eyes to feel it.

The flow of the wind was certainly faster than the rest of the place.

I took in a deep breath and mustered up all my courage before I rammed my body into the wall.

After a brief moment of falling in the air, I landed on a bed of soft grass.

“Damn it! The wall was fake!” Yana snickered and cursed out, “Noreen, that cunning old witch.”

I regained my composure and turned my head, only to see the wall disappearing into nothingness. The room was just an illusion.

In turned out that I had been in the wilderness this whole time.

At the same time, there seemed to be a commotion in the distance. I could faintly feel Rufus’ scent, causing me to swiftly stand up from the grass and run towards it.

When I arrived at the scene, I came to the sight of a great number of soldiers that were fighting each other. A large amount of them had also fainted on the ground.

“Is… Is it an illusion again?” Yana questioned.

“Not this time, I think. They could have been poisoned by the smoke.” Looking up at the white smoke wafting in the sky, I could think of no one else but Noreen. She must be the mastermind behind all this again.

Fortunately, the white smoke began to dissipate. The soldiers could finally return to their normal selves; the effect just needed to wear off.

All I had to do now was to replace ways to separate them so they could stop fighting each other.

I darted into the masses of bodies and pulled on a soldier who was hammering a tree. Then I realized it was Edwin.

I was stunned. It appeared that Edwin could not think straight and his mind was a jumbled mess. He waved the tree branches as if they were weapons.

“Edwin, wake up.”

While I tried to wake him up, I also had to avoid his attacks. It seemed that Edwin couldn’t hear anything I was saying.

While I tried to wake him up, I also had to avoid his attacks. It seemed that Edwin couldn’t hear anything I was saying.

Another soldier came up to attack me at the same time.

I knocked him out right away. I then pulled Edwin to the bushes in the corner of the space. I tied him up with a long vine from the ground, so that he wouldn’t hurt himself by poking his head with the tree branches.

After making sure Edwin would be fine, I immediately returned to the crowd and began to separate more soldiers.

There were ones that were too agitated and uncooperative, so I knocked them out.

It was beginning to dawn on me how large the group of soldiers was.

I could feel that Rufus was near, but I couldn’t seem to replace him.

By this time, the white smoke had fully evaporated. The sky returned to its bright color. Golden sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone through the trees. Beautiful beams of light surrounded the area.

“Rufus, where are you?”

I walked deeper into the forest and continued to call out Rufus’ name. I could detect that his scent was becoming stronger and stronger.

I knew that Rufus was near.

Suddenly, I had heard a rustling sound. It seemed that there was someone dragging something in the bushes to my left.

I held in a breath of anticipation and walked over cautiously. When I parted the bushes, I saw a tall and strong figure that was lugging an unconscious soldier.

“Rufus!” I cried out his name.