Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Chapter 295 The Parade
Sylvia’s POV;
As soon as I got back to the dormitory, Flora immediately pushed me towards tire 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”. It was a move that would take one’s opponent by surprise. The fighter would strike the fatal weakness of the opponent in an unconventionally unexpected way. They would bark like a mad dog, which would throw off the opponent.
Although it was an unorthodox martial art technique, there were a few takeaways. For one, I should learn to fight my opponents without hesitation nor delay. A martial artist had to be ruthless in every move.
Scrolling through the list of videos, most of them were ordinary martial arts. I decided against watching any more clips. After all, I now had a general idea of what I should do, at least in theory.
Finally, Flora banged on the door, demanding that I hurry up. So I quickly finished up in the bathroom and headed to bed. Despite my restless mind, I f0rced my eyes closed and tried to go to sleep.
The following day was quite sunny. All the students of the school were bustling, ready for the military parade that was held only once every four years. The chaperon today was a young male werewolf who had just graduated from military school. He was still full of youthful vitality, and his passionate voice echoed across the square. He seemed be as flamboyant and proud as Blair himself.
Speaking of Blair, he had left for Black Moon Pack for several days now, but we heard no news from him until now. I couldn’t help but feel a little worried.
“Sylvia, look! It’s starting!” Flora yanked at my arm excitedly, jumping up and down like a little child. The thunderous firecrackers whistled and exploded in the sky, signaling the official start of the parade.
The combined honor guard of the army led the parade to the central square, protecting the national flag. The rest of the sold*iers followed suit closely behind. The sound of steady steps of sold*ier’s feet could be heard from a mile away. Soon after, it was the armored sold*iers’ turn. Their armor glistened under the bright sun, while the missiles resembled unsheathed swords, pointing towards the sky.
The grand scene left me stunned for a long time. Only when the country was powerful could its people live in peace and prosper. But behind every veil of peace was someone silently shouldering the burden and forging
ahead.
In this moment, I suddenly felt as insignificant as an ant. “I need to join the army and serve my country,” Harry suddenly murmured firmly. “Even if it means shaving all my hair off!”
For a change, Flora didn’t laugh at him. Instead, her eyes remained fixed on the grand scene before us and she echoed Harry’s sentiments.
“Then let’s strive to join the army together.” I wrapped my arms around their shoulders and smiled. I couldn’t help but feel I had more motivation than my friends.
After all, this year’s selection was not only for Rufus, but also for achieving my goal. After the parade ceremony, Ethan declared that the selection was about to begin. Alphas, Betas, and Gammas of all the packs stayed to witness the selection process.
There was a total of seventeen applicants, and the designated sets were soon displayed on the huge screen. In tire first round, everyone had to fight one-on-one with their opponents. There was a total of seventeen compet*itors, so they couldn’t be divided evenly. Studying the sets on the screen, I quickly realized that Flora was the odd one out and wasn’t a*s*signed to any set
Fortunately, I was facing neither Harry nor Warren either. All four of us made it to the second round without a hitch.
However, in the second round, Flora still wasn’t a*s*signed to any set again. Harry couldn’t believe it.
“Damn it! What a lucky girl!”