Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 460

Sylvia’s POV:

If there was one reoccurring theme in this pack’s architecture, it was the low buildings.

I had not seen any tall structures ever since I got here. The highest one was probably the city hall in the center, which was only almost thirty meters tall.

The huge wall was likely the highest landmark in the entire pack.

Barlow was quite polite, but he seldom talked to us.

Meanwhile, Flora kept talking to him with great interest. “Are all the werewolves here always so hospitable?”

I looked at Barlow, curious to hear his answer as well. Flora and I received a lot of food from the citizens along the way. Each person had a friendly smile on their faces and showed no intention of rejecting us.

Barlow smiled proudly. “Not only do we have hospitable citizens, but we also have great public security. We don’t even need to lock our doors at night.”

“Oh, what about outside that huge wall? Isn’t that the same pack too? It seems to be quite different over there,” Flora blurted out.

Barlow’s look turned suspicious instantly. “You’ve been outside the wall?”

“Not really. We only passed by it when we first arrived.” I quickly covered up. “The buildings outside just look much older than the ones here. That’s all. We don’t really know much, since we just got here. We’re just saying what we’ve seen so far.”

There was relief on Barlow’s face, and his smile returned. “Yes. In fact, it is quite similar outside and inside the wall. The only difference is the social classes that reside. Outside, it is the suburbs where once only few werewolves lived. As time went on, more and more werewolves who were at the lowest social class rushed out of the wall in search for jobs. Over the past years, our Alpha has made great efforts to help develop the economy outside the wall.”

I simply smiled, not saying anything. Barlow’s words sounded reasonable, but it still did not make sense to me.

If it were truly that simple, why were the werewolves outside forbidden from entering the wall?

What Barlow said was also the exact opposite of what Felix said. Felix was very clear when he said that the werewolves outside the wall had already been abandoned by Geoffrey.

Still, I chose not to ask Barlow what else happened outside the wall. I just followed quietly and observed what was going on here inside.

After a whole day of sightseeing, I couldn’t find anything wrong.

But to me, it looked too perfect here. Even the imperial city couldn’t achieve such good public order like there.

It was joyous everywhere, just like heaven. Being here, it was actually hard to imagine that hell was right outside the wall, within the same pack.

I wanted to walk by myself to investigate more, but Barlow was following us closely, making it difficult for me to find any opportunity.

Thankfully, Flora caught on to what I was trying to do and covered for me.

But Barlow was still cunning. While he tried to retain his respectful attitude, he suddenly became tougher when we said that we wanted to walk around on our own.

It seemed to me that Geoffrey had already warned him not to let us out of sight.

We had no choice but to go sightseeing with him. At least, we were able to get familiar with the place.

We walked from east to west of the city. When we passed by a building with pink and blue walls, we heard laughter come from inside.

“Is that a kindergarten?” Curious, Flora asked. She couldn’t see much because thick branches blocked her view.

“It’s an orphanage,” Barlow replied casually.

“Wow, this orphanage is quite large.” I approached the iron fence and wanted to look inside, but the orphanage was surrounded by densely packed trees.

It seemed that Barlow didn’t want to stay too long at the orphanage. He only said a few words to introduce it.

A part of me grew suspicious. I walked to the small side door, hoping to walk in and take a look.