Chapter 42: Defending

Sylvia’s POV:

"Today is all about a test of different kinds of strength.Only the weak ones are too afraid and will aim to
eliminate those they are scared of.The true strong ones do not care about how well their fellow
competitors will do."

Blair chuckled haughtily, looking the werewolf up and down.

"You can’t even walk straight anymore and your eyes and sunken.You probably have a kidney
deficiency.I don’t think you even finish the run just now, right?"

My eyes widened when I heard Blair speak.I did not expect him to go against the werewolf.

His words seemed to hit the werewolf right at his greatest weakness.

With a pale face and clenched fists, The werewolves near him pulled him back and stopped him.

"Hey, give it up! That’s not just any werewolf.He finished first just now, didn’t you see?"

"What? Why didn’t you tell me earlier?"

The werewolf muttered curses under his breath, panic flashing before his eyes.He withdrew himself
awkwardly.

"Fine, I’ll let you off this time!" He then scampered away.

Blair shrugged and looked amused.

"Stupid maggots." I burst into laughter, finally letting my guard down.

"My name’s Sylvia Todd."



"I was beginning to think you were going to ignore me the whole time." Blair tried handing me a bottle
of water again.

"Listen, I think the next round is going to be difficult for you.It’s a strength test, and judging by your
physique, you don’t seem to have much of it left."

I obliged and accepted the water, biting my lip.My heart sank from what he said.

"Well, how exactly is the strength test going to be?" I asked Blair.

"There’s going to be a stone that has been enchanted by a witch.It can bear more than a thousand
pounds of force.The greater the force it receives, the brighter it will glow red," Blair explained.

He then looked at me with concern.

"Those who want to be admitted in this school usually train for this test for years.We already know the
extent of our strength.Even though you scored high on the speed test, you need to pass the strength
test to get into Class C.And not just that…"

Blair paused, seemingly unsure if he should continue or not.

"The third round is going to test your fighting and combat skills.I’m assuming that’s got to be your
biggest weakness of the three, am I right? If you want to keep your dignity, I suggest quitting the test
now while you still have it."

Blair’s words just made me want to succeed even more.

"But how am I going to know if I don’t even try? I’m already here, anyway.I’m not quitting."

My voice grew more determined.

No matter the disadvantage, I was going to try my best to win.



"Well, well! That’s some spirit you’ve got there." Blair patted me on the shoulder.

It seemed he was unaware of his own strength, as his pat was strong enough to make me spit out
water.

"Hey, easy.You’re going to give me internal injuries with that tap alone."

"Oh, I have an idea.Try attacking me with all your strength right now,"

Blair suddenly said.I looked at him like he was crazy.

Were all the werewolves here just really weird? Did they like to be abused or something?

"What? Don’t you want to know how strong you are? I’ll help you test it out," Blair explained.

Defending It did tempt me little.

But what if I end up hurting him? Blair laughed as if he had read my mind.

"I assure you.You can’t hurt me.Don’t worry."

He was probably right, but his casual tone provoked something in me.I wasn’t about to go easy on
him.I was going to give his face the hardest punch I could throw.


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