Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 550

Sylvia’s POV:

Rufus and I were shocked when Leonard approached us. We hurried to help him.

“Why are you here?” I asked, frowning. I couldn’t help but sound a little harsh, because I was worried about him.

That day, as soon as the dust settled and the crowd dispersed, Leonard couldn’t hold on any longer and spat out a mouthful of b***d.

Startled and worried, we sent Leonard to the hospital as quickly as possible.

It wasn’t until later that we found out how serious his condition was. His internal injuries were too many to count. He was intact and strong on the surface but riddled with holes and empty inside. He refused to tell his conditions because he didn’t want to be pitied.

Fortunately, Leonard looked a lot better today than that time after the riot.

Leonard pushed us away and refused our help with a bright smile. “I’m fine. Stop worrying about me.”

I looked at him warily, guilt and sorrow filling my heart.

If I hadn’t asked Leonard for help, he wouldn’t have had a relapse.

Leonard seemed to have guessed what I was thinking and looked at me disapprovingly. With his hands behind his back, he clicked his tongue and snorted arrogantly. “Don’t feel guilty. I don’t like it when others feel guilty for me. I was happy when you asked me for help in that critical moment. Besides, I feel like I’ve regained my strength, leading the army into battle.”

After saying that, he threw his head back and burst into laughter. It seemed that his good mood wasn’t affected by his injuries at all.

His laughter was infectious. I couldn’t help but smile.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Leonard went back to the subject he had brought up when he first entered the room.

“You two misunderstand Ethan. If that old bloke heard what you were saying about him, he’d have exploded in anger!”

Rufus and I exchanged guilty glances and lowered our heads without saying anything.

“When I received your message, I immediately reported it to Ethan. Ethan was also enraged when he found out what had happened. He even sent more troops to help me. In fact, he nearly came here himself.” Leonard paused to cough.

“Didn’t he know about the border’s situation before?” I asked in disbelief.

“How could he? Geoffrey has been deceiving the royal family for years. He bribed prosecutors who came to inspect the border every year. And he has been lying to the werewolves here, claiming that the royal family abandoned them and ignored them. That was how he was able to sow discord between the two sides.”

Hearing this, I felt righteous indignation. It turned out that Geoffrey’s words on the day of the riot was all bullshit. I regretting believing a single word he said.

He was indeed a shameless man—and a good actor.

“It’s possible that Geoffrey felt that he had no choice but to cooperate with the vampires to protect the majority of his pack. But since the moment he lied to the royal family, that agreement and the wall had become the symbols of his ambitions.”

Leonard’s words were similar to what Rufus had just said.

Geoffrey’s original intention was probably good, but his good intentions had been eroded by his desires and ambitions.

Geoffrey was unworthy of sympathy.

It just served him right.

Upon learning that Ethan wasn’t involved in this matter, Rufus looked relieved.

A faint smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. In a much louder voice, he said, “After the matters here are settled, we can take Geoffrey back to the imperial capital and he will stand trial there.”

“Sounds good.” Leonard nodded and fished out a USB flash disk from his suit pocket. “This is the information we found in Geoffrey’s hidden compartment. It contains the truth about the border’s situation and records the process of Geoffrey’s deal with the vampires.”