All Chapters of A Werewolf's Growth and Redemption: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it might leap out of my chest. Whether it was Neil Caster, Neil Lee, or Neil Black, it seemed none of the Neils could escape the grasp of Roy. If it hadn't been for the timely arrival of Richard Lee and his men just as Roy was about to rush out and find Neil, Neil might have been caught by Roy. Roy quickly hid the body of the old doctor and even put on the doctor's coat, putting on quite a show at the front door. Sadly, Richard Lee's men encountered the murderous Roy and lost their lives, but their sacrifice has earned my deepest gratitude.I replied to Ethan's message, expressing how it seemed like fate was never on our side. Roy, who had committed countless heinous acts, had once again managed to encounter Neil so easily, plunging Neil back into danger. Why was it that someone like Roy could receive divine protection? Ethan quickly responded, saying that he now hoped the last resurrection ritual could somehow alter the fact that Roy had see

Waking up, I found myself still in the dungeon, my hands and feet bound by iron chains. The room was empty except for me; Roy was gone. At that moment, a terrifying thought crossed my mind: Could it be that I was set up by Roy and ended up taking his place? But that seemed impossible. Even though we were blood brothers, such a deception couldn't be kept hidden. Wait, what did he say back then...?"You silly child, are you worried about me like that? If my magician can restore my limbs, can't he change my face too? Yours as well."Could it be that he really changed my face? How was that possible? Was I doomed to stay here for the rest of my life? No, if I was here, where would Roy go? Was he planning to use my face to meet Neil? As these questions kept swirling in my mind, the door creaked open.The sudden noise startled me, pulling me out of my thoughts. I squinted against the dim light spilling into the dungeon from the open door. A figure stood there, cloaked and hooded, casting a l

"But?" I asked."The potion's preparation is complex," Maria explained. "It takes three days to make, and even then, we can only produce one bottle each time.""So that means...""When you use it, you must act swiftly and precisely. If you miss the opportunity, it will be difficult to rectify.""In other words, there's no room for failure.""Do you have that confidence?""No." I admitted honestly and directly.Maria, upon hearing my response, led me to the sofa and headed to her shelf to fetch a bottle of yellow potion. She walked back over and pressed the bottle into my hand. Without asking any questions, I instinctively unscrewed the cap and drank it down. The sensation was reminiscent of the light green drink Ethan had given me before, but this one left me feeling even more relaxed."This is a potion for replenishing energy and relaxing the body.""It tastes pretty good. How about a dozen more?" I joked, earning a playful punch from Maria."Kid, it's not your fault. You haven't enc

Yolanda was Roy's accomplice. If she was showing up, it meant she might be here to rescue him. Could it be that the miracle we deemed unlikely was actually happening? A sense of foreboding gripped me. I left the bar and hurried back to their side, urging Harry to act swiftly. If we waited until Yolanda arrived in person, it would be too late. Peter's warnings about the consequences would become a harsh reality."Harry, hurry up, do it now!"Seeing Ethan's anger and my anxiety, Harry realized that the situation demanded his utmost attention. He dropped the broken blade and grabbed Roy by the throat, ready to snap his neck. However, before he could exert any force, an invisible power flung Harry away. He was thrown several meters, crashing into a wall. This Yolanda not only shattered Ethan's protective shield but also effortlessly tossed aside a powerful vampire like Harry. I couldn't fathom the true extent of her strength.Ethan also attempted to cast a spell on Roy. He uttered the inc

Upon hearing those words, none of us could fathom that they came from Peter. Even Neil put down his spoon and turned to look at Peter. The room fell into a hushed silence, everyone waiting for Peter to voice his reluctant request."My family has a patient suffering from severe headaches. Not only does he refuse to go to the hospital, but he also won't let any visiting doctors treat him. He's incredibly stubborn.""You want Neil to treat him?" I asked."Yes, but I think Lisa should go with him. It's not that I don't trust Lisa, but there's a good chance she won't be able to handle his bad temper.""It's not about trust," Lisa said, unbothered and perceptive. "I don't like dealing with stubborn people either. You want Neil to give it a try, don't you?""Yes," Peter admitted."What do you think?" I looked at Neil."I think I can, but...""Neil, I can vouch with my name that he won't harm you. He prefers women," Peter hurried to clarify, fearing Neil might misunderstand, and that we might