Chapter 323

They had stayed with the Werewolf Race for quite a long time, mainly because Daniel hadn't succeeded in seizing power, and Chloe and her companions felt awkward about leaving first.

Those generals had some decency at least, keeping their fighting grounds far from the royal city to avoid harming ordinary citizens. However, when facing Daniel, they would fight a bit dirty. There was no help for it; to them, Daniel, the only son of the old marshal, was a formidable opponent no matter how you looked at it.

Chloe and her other young friends spent their days glued to the television, occasionally venturing out to help rebuild the damaged Werewolf Race royal city.

As time passed, the Werewolf Race citizens began to recognize Chloe and her friends' faces. Some of the younger children would even scamper over to give them flowers when they saw them.

After receiving the flowers, Chloe wouldn't throw them away. Instead, she'd trim off part of the stems and place them in vases filled with nutrient solution, allowing them to last a bit longer.

One afternoon, Chloe was feeling particularly bored and dashed out again.

Along the way, she'd lend a hand to anyone who needed help, which made for a peaceful outing.

During her walk, she encountered the little girl she had given a butterfly to before.

The girl seemed a bit shy when she saw Chloe.

After hesitating for a while, encouraged by her parents, she was gently pushed forward, walking step by step towards Chloe.

Seeing this, Chloe raised an eyebrow slightly, waiting until the girl was right in front of her before crouching down and asking with interest:

"What brings you here? Have you come to bring big sister some food?"

The girl shook her head, her chest heaving dramatically, likely from nervousness.

After a long moment, she pulled out a picture frame from her pocket and handed it over.

Chloe took it and looked closely, discovering it was a framed butterfly specimen.

After giving the gift, the girl's face turned bright red, and without saying a word, she ran back to her parents, burying herself in their embrace.

Chloe stared at the butterfly specimen for a long while, eventually storing it in her space ring. Then she called out Kewen's name.

As soon as she finished speaking, Kewen appeared out of nowhere, holding a bottle of ice-cold beer:

"What can I do for you, young miss?"

Chloe jerked her chin towards the girl and said:

"Go and help them out a bit. Give them some money."

After a pause, she added:

"Be careful and discreet about it. Don't let anyone notice."

Hearing this, Kewen downed the entire bottle of ice-cold beer in one go:

"You got it."

Chloe looked at him speechlessly and commented: "Booze hound."

Kewen put on a hurt expression:

After the war, some places were without electricity, and the lights at Brut Military Academy were not very reliable. The light was dim, and when the wind blew through the window cracks, it made a sound like a ghost's wail.

It was quite eerie.

But Chloe seemed not to hear it.

She pressed down on the door handle.

Just as Chloe was preparing herself to see some horrifying monster, what appeared before her was a person.

A werewolf, bound from head to toe with ropes, looking extremely disheveled.

At the same time, Chloe felt the wind behind her grow stronger.

The werewolf in front of her widened his eyes in terror, suddenly standing up and knocking Chloe down!

There was a muffled thud of something heavy falling behind her. It seemed that having missed their target, the attacker grew frustrated and resorted to using a sedative.

In her semi-conscious state, Chloe saw the rope-bound werewolf clutching her hand, crying his eyes out.

Chloe: "..."

...

Darkness, solitude.

This was Chloe's first impression when she woke up.

She looked down and found that her wrists were shackled.

The shackles were silver, a bit dazzling in the dim light.

Chloe's lips curled into a slight smile as she carelessly rattled the shackles, then turned to look at the werewolf beside her.

She couldn't see clearly earlier, but now Chloe realized who he was.

It was the young werewolf they had captured in Pahol Palace before.

This werewolf seemed very frightened, curling up in the corner and trembling.

Seeing this, Chloe patted his shoulder:

"Hey, why so withdrawn?"

The werewolf raised his head trembling, and upon seeing Chloe clearly, he exclaimed joyfully:

"You're awake!"

"Of course I'm awake," Chloe found it puzzling, "It's not like I couldn't wake up from a nap."

After saying this, she tilted her head slightly, looking intently at the werewolf in front of her:

"If I remember correctly, you were the one who saved me earlier, right?"