My Story Of Becoming A Werewolf
Okay, I'll explain

"I... I even thought I'd die today."

With a state of fear and confusion, Rosse still did not understand the situation. He was sitting limp on the floor holding his head trying to understand what was happening. Rosse's reaction was natural at the moment. He must have been very traumatized after experiencing something beyond reason for some people. It was only shown with low-level magic power, what if he saw me in the form of a wolf?

"Oh yeah... You won't die if you get hit by that fireball," I reached out my hand to help him stand up.

Rosse raised his face and looked at me intently. "Where do you know it won't kill you?! Why couldn't I move? Is that Sindy? Does magic exist in this world? How did you get out of that magic? And explain why all of a sudden you're behind Sindy?"

"Wait a minute, one by one. I've even forgotten your first question."

"Then tell me who you really are? Are you the same as them?"

"E... Can you ask another question?"

"..." - ".Rosse did not answer and the sharp gaze was not removed from me, waiting for an explanation.

I don't seem to have any other choice. "All right, I'll explain. First of all, I'm not a witch. Why couldn't we move? That's because Sindy used a binding spell. A binding spell was one that was used to make his opponent unable to move. The usefulness of this spell could also control the opponent's movements at will."

"You know a lot?"

"Of course, because I have a witch friend. This was also the reason why I was able to break Sindy's spell. It was my friend who taught me that."

"Magic can be taught?" rosse asked while raising her next eyebrow.

"No. It can be taught how to break magic. This only applies to weak magic. Don't expect to be free of powerful magic unless you have your own abilities."

"Did your friend throw a fireball at you? Is that why you knew that thing wouldn't kill us?"

"Often! What else if we fight. Fireball is his main weapon."

"Maybe that's why you're being stupid" Rosse muttered. "One more thing you haven't answered. How come you were suddenly behind Sindy? You're like teleporting."

"Haha... Maybe I can teleport. Your circumstances were so absentminded that you didn't realize I was moving quickly behind Sindy. And Sindy was also too surprised that I could break her spell until she didn't even know I was behind her."

Kriy... Kriy...

The sound of a break bell ringing. Hearing that Rosse immediately stood up. He shook off his clothes, removing the dust. Several people started to appear through this corridor. The conversation between me and Rosse stopped for a moment. I pulled Rosse away to the cafeteria. His hands were still trembling in my palms. The incident just now really scared her. Although the fireball can't hurt me, Rosse is just a normal human being. Fireballs can easily cause severe burns to their victims. For a while I better not tell Rosse about this. If he knew that it could hurt him or kill him, it would be a very deep trauma.

...Third person point of view...

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Morgen's family residence, in the study. Derek, Alan, Jaseph and Mr. Li, gather there to discuss about the press conference that will be held tonight. All materials and discussions and possibilities that could have happened in detail at that time. Plans are neatly drawn up to deal with attacks and public statements. The four of them were busy with their respective parts. The time, situation, when to act has been carefully thought out, so that everything runs smoothly as expected.

Planning for this press conference has been discussed since yesterday and only finished at 07.13 this morning. Staying up all night doesn't make them tired. True friends coffee and snacks never miss. There are still 12 hours to go before the press conference starts. During that time, what will they do? Resting? I don't think so.

"me too. I hope everything goes well" Jaseph said later.

"It's likely that 95% of us will win in tonight's press conference" with Mr. Trump still being formal. Li says.

"It's good enough to get here. How about we use the time we have left to relax our bodies and minds, so we don't get too tense at the press conference?" derek said he gave an opinion.

"Good idea, how about a game? Like bowling, chess, card games, table tennis or anything else," Jaseph gave some advice that just flashed through his mind.

"How about billiard?" derek asked the others.

"Can too. But, as I recall, the billiard table is broken" said Alan, who was playing with a pencil between his nose and his aunt.

"I can ask someone to fix it. It may only take half to an hour" said Mr. Li offered himself.

"no need. A few weeks ago I found a secret room that houses a pretty billiard table. I've asked for a few slow clean-ups, and now the place is much better than the first time I found it," the sentence from Derek made the others excited.

"Oh, is that the secret room you've been looking for all this time?" jaseph asked before he took a sip of his coffee.

"I don't think so. As I recall the room doesn't have a billiard table."

"What are you waiting for then. I can't wait to beat all of you" said Alan passionately.

"Dream, I will be the winner" Derek said proudly.

"It's not exciting if you just compete. What if the loser had to drink a big cup of 98 year wine in one gulp," Jaseph gave a crazy suggestion.

"Who's afraid!" answered Alan loudly.

With the betting makes them more excited. Derek, Alan, Jaseph and Mr. Li immediately went to the place Derek referred to as the guide. But before that they had to go to the basement first to pick up a bottle of wine. 98 Years of wine, it's time to go to the party room. The secret room is located on the third floor near the tower, with the entrance in room 35. The door is hidden behind an abstract painting. The key to this room is a combination code obtained by understanding the abstract painting itself. It took Derek less than a week to decode the combination.

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