The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

Chapter 69 Spiritual Imprints

?The giant wolf of Norse shared a scroll within the consciousness of Ezra, the prince gazed at the scroll, it was like a lightless piece of a written document.

The prince touched the scroll and it was absorbed into his mind.

"Wheel of Emotions" he murmured.

The details of skill resounded in his mind.

"This is a cluster of 9 skills, you'll learn one skill when you completely control your one emotion, once you control the basic 8 emotions then you will unleash the complete 9th skill." Fenrir described.

"Such an astonishing thing it is, it has such details about a living being's 8 basic emotions and how the other emotions are born from them in a wheel-like structure.

Joy, excitement, fear, surprise, sadness, disgust, anger and anticipation. The basic 8 emotions of living.

Joy evolves into ecstacy, excitement into admiration, fear into terror, surprise into amazement, sadness into grief, disgust into loathing, anger into rage and anticipation into vigilance.

A variety of feelings such as shame, shyness and guilt are actually born from the eight.

If we move the wheel of 8 emotions, it creates more emotions. Joy and trust can create love, trust and fear will form submission, fear and surprise make anxiety,  surprise and sadness give birth to disapproval,

Sadness and disgust develop remorse, disgust and anger build contempt, anger and anticipation raise aggressiveness, anticipation and joy manufacture optimism. And the wheel rotates again, just switch the emotions and many more will be composed."

Ezra pressed his temple, "My mind is in sheer pain."

"Migraine is the lowest side effect of this skill, boy. I warned you." Said Fenrir.

Ezra lay on the mat placed on the ground "You said each emotion has a skill, I couldn't see a single."

"You haven't controlled any yet, you will only be enlightened when your emotion reaches the peak and you manage you stay calm, keeping the emotion at bay. Only then, the skill will recognise you as worthy."

With the words of Fenrir, Ezra's eyelids dropped. He exhausted his mind in a mere span of minutes and he fell asleep.

The night ended with masses in sleep while some weren't able to shut their eye because of the excitement of the upcoming endeavour.

Bipasha came into the campsite, she gazed at the Bloodfang masters. "Where is your prince?" She asked.

"His majesty is sleeping?" answered Zulfi.

The lady frowned his eyebrows. "Pathetic! Wake him up, it's time to move."

"I'm awake." A voice came out of the prince's tent.

Ezra came out from his tent, fresh and energetic. "Please lead the way, Miss Bipasha."

The matron came close to the prince and picked up something from her pouch, a card it was.

Ezra received a card and looked at it "What's the backstory of this card?" He questioned.

"It's an auction invitation card, each hall has its own auction. Our Uqually clan manage this auction, and every leader from the sovereignty will get one, the importance of the card varies from kingdom to kingdom. The one in your hand is an ordinary card, there are some VIP ones but little Bloodfang doesn't deserve it." Her words were cruel, the expressions of Ezra were visible. The others were enraged as well, but they stayed silent as they looked at their prince.

"I understand, thank you for inviting me." Said the prince.

Bipasha's behaviour towards Bloodfang was bad since the beginning, and since she felt some strange things in Bloodfang it became worse. She reported everything to her elders and they ordered her to stay with Bloodfang and suck out as much information as she could

"The auction will be held at 4th junction in 1 hour, if you are late for 1 minute you won't be able to enter." Bipasha said as she left the group.

Ezra gazed at her back, he understood that she gave the card late intentionally. His gaze fell from her back to her butt, he smiled and murmured. "Well, let's bear it for a little longer."

Ezra turned his sight towards his subjects, "Have any of you ever been to an auction?" He asked, the prince of werewolves never participated in or seen any auction, Bloodfang was surrounded by enemies and only chosen merchands were allowed to visit them.

The prince never had any chance to join an auction.

"I have, your majesty." A youngster said as he bowed, Ezra looked at him and smiled, it was a familiar face, Theor Galearms.

"I participated in a few auctions before, with the fake identity of course," said Theor.

"Theor, you will come with me to the auction."

"As you desire, your majesty" the man of the Galearm family uttered after he knelt.

Territories of Guardians of Continent sat in the central region of the Naran Continent and had the 10 cities managed by 10 big clans.  The city where he was is called Uqually City, and was managed by the Uqually clan.

The city was pretty famous even in the entire Naran Continent. Not only because it was built in a favourable location, but more so due to the powerhouse faction it represented.

The power of the Uqually clan was no weaker than the great clans, sects and empires on the continent.

Over the years, Uqually City had borrowed the reputation of the 2nd greatest hall in Guardians of Continent to continuously strengthened itself. Now, if based on just scale alone, not many cities could match it even in the entire continent. Only the top 7 sects can be its adversaries.

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"What a magnificent city." Ezra Zephyr could not help but sigh in admiration when the duo walked into the city and gazed upon the scenery within. Red Sky city was like a child when compared to this place.

Spacious street after street where people came and go. It was a racket of activity.

An enormous Spirit Imprints boundary descended from the sky, protecting the entire city in its embrace.

"It is likely that only a Spiritual Transformation stage cultivator or a 9th Circled Sorcerer will be able to break this Imprint boundary." Mumbled Ezra to himself as he gazed upon the gigantic boundary of runes, feeling the power contained within.

[Note: Imprints = Runes]

"An imprint boundary of this level would likely consume an incredible amount of spirit crystals just for daily operation alone. This was why it was usually on warning mode, and would only reveal its fangs when an invasion occurred." Theor said to Ezra.