Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia's POV: 

As soon as [I got back to the dormitory, Flora immediately pushed me towards the bathroom so that I could wash up and go straight to bed.

"It's already ten o'clock! Hurry up!"

Flora’s voice sounded from outside the bathroom.

"Okay, okay.I'm getting dressed."

Just then, my phone pinged.

Harry just sent me 10 GB worth of videos, all about fighting techniques.I absentmindedly clicked on one randomly.

Immediately, the video played and a dog's loud barking sounded.

Startled, I muted my phone hurriedly.

"Sylvia? What the heck are you doing in there?"

Flora knocked on the door a few more times impatiently.

"Nothing!" I looked around for an excuse.

"There's still shampoo in my hair.I'm going to go rinse it."

As the sound of running water echoed in the bathroom, I continued to browse through the videos Harry sent me.

The one I had just clicked was called "Mad Dog Fist".

move that would take one's opponent by

of the opponent in an

dog,

was an unorthodox martial art technique, there were

to fight my

artist had to

of videos, most of them were ordinary martial

watching any more

a general idea of what

hurry up.So I quickly finished

eyes closed and tried to

following day was

were bustling, ready for the military parade that was held

full of youthful vitality, and his passionate voice echoed across the square.He seemed be

for several days now, but we heard no news from him until

"Sylvia, look! It's starting!"

excitedly, jumping up and down

the army led the parade to the central square, protecting the national flag.The rest of the soldiers followed suit closely behind.The sound of steady steps of soldier's feet could be heard from a

after, it was the armored

under the bright sun, while the missiles resembled unsheathed swords, pointing towards

left me stunned

could its people

behind every veil of peace was someone silently shouldering the burden and forging

moment, I suddenly felt as insignificant

need to join the army and serve my