The werewolf struggled violently in the beginning. Then gradually, her resistance reduced, and white foam emerged from the corner of the werewolf’s mouth; the lack of oxygen made her lose her strength.
Naturally, I didn’t intend to kill Angelica.
I cast my eyes to a nearby tree and dragged her towards it.
“Take this!” I banged her head against the tree trunk.
The werewolf opened its mouth in pain, but she couldn’t make a sound because her throat was caught. I took the opportunity to pull out my almost numb left hand.
The combination of lack of oxygen and dizziness of the impact completely robbed the werewolf of its consciousness. She dropped her head and her body went limp.
I loosened my grip and the werewolf who could finally breathe let out a painful choke from its throat. Then I took this opportunity to press her to the ground, and sat on her back, pressing her neck with my left hand wrapped in cloth and pinching her throat with my right hand. No matter whether she is pretending to faint or if she recovers immediately, as long as there is a change, I would try the same technique again to stop her breathing.
However, it turned out that I was overthinking.
The breathless and comatose werewolf didn’t recover fully like the previous few times. Not only that, her body began to shrink gradually, I could feel the animal hair on her skin disappearing where my right hand was pressed on her throat.
The transformation of the werewolf has been released.
I released my hand, stepped back, and watched the giant wolf in front of me gradually turn back to the shape of half-elf —- Angelica, who laid there quietly with her eyes closed.
It seems that the terrifying power that the full moon brings to werewolves was not unlimited.
She… shouldn’t have suffered any serious injury, right?
I reached down and put my finger under her nose to test her breath.
Phew, she was still breathing and it was stable. I just hope that those few strokes won’t leave her with any injury.
I straightened up again and only then did I relax my tense nerves.
Finally won….
I defeated a werewolf at its peak.
I won!
The joy of the belated victory rose to my mind, just like the countless hunts and duels I experienced in the past.
It’s been really a long time since I had this kind of great fight and beating a strong enemy. Really it was good.
“Ahhhhh” in high spirits I raised my left hand holding the clothes, waved it, and shouted at the top of my voice.
Did you see it? My ancestors in heavens, your child has not disgraced you!
Then I heard the sound of someone gasping from the side.
“Huh?”
I turned my head and saw several female elves standing behind me, staring at me in a daze.
I recognized several faces, they were all the teachers of this academy.
When I saw Miriya, standing in the front with a sword, my heart suddenly trembled, but then I realized that they must have been asked by Felina to help, and Miriya would not mess around in front of so many people.
“You guys are finally here, really too slow….” I smiled at them.
Really, they came very slow, after finishing the fight. I almost lost my life just now.
The teachers were silent and still stared at me weirdly.
“What’s wrong?” I was bewildered by their reaction.
I followed their line of sight and looked down, then the smile on my face gradually disappeared.
What they saw was Angelica lying naked on the ground.
It was then I realized how incongruously the scene had unfolded in front of them — I stood in front of the unconscious, naked Angelica, with the bare upper body, waving my clothing high and shouting excitedly at the sky like a pervert.
For them, this scene was clear and simple.
“Wait!” I jerked my head and subconsciously raised my hand to stop them.
However, what responded to me was the frightened eyes of the female elf teachers and the simultaneous movement of pulling out crystals from their bodies.
“I can explain—-”
Before I could finish my sentence, the crystal in their hand at the same time turned from transparent to red.
An unprecedented powerful electric shock came from the collar on my neck and took away my consciousness.
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