Sold to a Prince!

Chapter 198  Magnet for trouble Part1

Roaarrr! Roaarrr! Roooarrrr!

The panther growled thunderously and stretched its lithe body, aiming to pounce and maul the woman who had dared to land an attack on its body.

But as soon as it moved, several wind blades struck its body, drawing blood from where the attacks touched the beast.

The panther let out an enraged growl and a powerful magic aura started seeping out of the beast.

However, before it could make a move, numerous thudding noises echoed in the burning forest and a dozen lycan warriors materialized around the magical beast.

The beast was completely surrounded in all directions and trapped by the Lord's personal warriors. "Do not let it escape." Roman's voice thundered.

He sent out another wind element attack and this time the power packed in the single attack was completely different from all the previous attacks that he had sent.

The other lycan warriors as well silently cooperated as if they had all fought together all their lives. They moved in synchrony and their attacks were balanced.

Sylvia took a step back and gazed at the ensuing fight in awe.

The last time she hadn't witnessed the fight up close because she was busy running away at that time, ironically back to her prison.

But this time was different. She wasn't running away from anyone and she had nowhere to be. So she watched the fight in a daze, and without realizing it, she even ended up admiring it.

It was as if she was looking at the spectacle of beautiful fireworks.

The fire she had set to the trees was still roaring alive and the other lycan warriors used the power oozing from those flames and further strengthened their own fire element magic.

All sorts of spells dazzled in front of her and weapons glittered under the moonlight. In just a couple of minutes, the majestic predator of the forest was brought down to its knees.

And in one single swift motion, Roman dealt the beast its final blow, cleanly severing its head from the rest of its body.

Sylvia took another step back looking at the corpse of the animal. She could see the soot marks on its blood-stained fur that she had personally inflicted.

This was the first time she had participated in something like this and her heart was hammering against her chest so hard that she could hear the pounding noises.

It was not fear… It was not some sort of pity towards the dead animal that had been so majestically alive just a few seconds ago… It was rather a unique feeling.

To fight with her own hands and her own strength was empowering. She was the predator. The beast had wanted to kill them all, but it was them who had emerged victorious.

For the first time ever, Sylvia felt strong and confident, and she had only just begun.

She clenched her fists, silently resolving never to return back to the weak little helpless girl she was in the past.

Snap!

"Princess?" Roman waved his hand in front of the woman who stood silently staring at nothing in particular.

Huh? Sylvia blinked.

"I asked, are you fine?"

The lycan lord's warm smile caught Sylvia slightly off guard. Why was he smiling? What was he so happy about?

"Is this a rare valuable beast?" She asked in puzzlement.

"Hmm? I guess so?" Roman hummed. "All magical beasts are valuable resources for several purposes but those are mainly for the humans.

"We don't need to depend on cheap charlatan's tricks like alchemy. We mainly hunt the beasts for our food and survival."

Sylvia nodded silently as she listened. The two of them watched as the other members of the lycan clan cleaned up the area, gathered the meat from the beast, and put out the fires.

Everything was swiftly taken care of and soon the forest returned to its former calm and tranquil silence as if a fierce battle hadn't taken place here just a few seconds ago.

"So shall we leave, your highness?" Roman chuckled, helplessly shaking his head.

"I hope you have had your fun for the night." The man raked his long slender fingers through his silver hair that was sprawled messily because of the fight.

Sylvia felt a bit embarrassed at the man's remarks. She somehow felt responsible for causing this mess and nodded. "I am sorry. I will return to the palace."

"Phew! That's good then. Let me get Bloom and Mila to escort you to the royal palace and this time please take my griffon bird." Roman quickly started packing up her as well.

Sylvia nodded and obediently listened to the Lord's words. She didn't want to make more trouble for these people.

The man whispered something to the two wolves and then let out a low deep howl. Sylvia knew what this was as she had already seen him do this once or twice. This was the call for his bird.

In a few seconds, as she expected, a huge bird floated down with elegance to land on the ground.

Sylvia didn't linger anymore and bowed to everyone, including the Lycan Lord and the other clan members to thank them for their help. She then jumped onto the back of the griffon with familiarity.

The bird purred on her touch and took off after she settled. It flew close to the ground and below them, two wolves agilely sprinted keeping up with the sharp pace of the griffon.

"Mila… Bloom…" Sylvia muttered under her breath with a bitter smile. Apparently, Roman had taken the liberty of assuming that she wasn't even fit to survive a short trip to the royal palace.

And he was not wrong.

Sylvia shook her head. It was fine. Everything was going to change. And if it didn't she would make it change.

She gazed again at the elegant feral silhouettes running wild and free below the griffon. They were barely visible amidst the tall grass covering the forest grounds.

She also wanted it badly, this kind of freedom. She silently continued gazing at them with envy.