Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince novel Chapter 49

Sylvia’s POV:

 "Harry! Are you insane? I told you to deal with Sylvia, not me!" Cherry shouted angrily.

She couldn’t believe that Harry just kicked her off the stage.

The whole thing happened so suddenly and fast that everyone was shocked.

"I’m not your lackey.I don’t have to do as you say."

Harry looked down upon Cherry from the stage.

Suddenly, I felt the urge to fix my eyes on him.

Despite his unruly head of hair that made him look like a talking pineapple, I couldn’t help feeling a surge of respect and admiration for him.

In my eyes, he glowed with bright, holy light like a true warrior.

Cherry’s eyes widened in surprise and then narrowed in fury.

When she was about to say something else, a judge asked her to leave.

"An eliminated student cannot stay in the venue.Leave or your comprehensive score will be zero."

Overwhelmed with rage and humiliation, Cherry burst into tears on the spot.

She started wailing as if she was a victim of unfair treatment.

The judge who asked her to leave had to get the guards to forcefully drag her out.

But I was not in the mood to worry about her.I still had a competition to win.

Harry didn’t fight with me.

Instead, he turned around and targeted Cherry’s pursuer, Allen.

Although I was surprised, I didn’t read much into Harry’s decision.I just focused and fought with Davina.

Davina lost her backbone after Cherry was thrown out of the room.

The way she threw punches became ridiculously erratic, as if she had lost her soul.

It was only a matter of time before she attempted a miscalculated attack that I easily countered, and I knocked her off the stage.

Soon, Harry had also defeated Allen.

He looked right at me.

Although he still looked arrogant to me, he no longer annoyed me like hell.

"I underestimated you, slave.You did a fine job in the first two rounds of the competition.Didn’t you want to fight me alone? Well, here’s your chance.Go ahead.Hit me with your best shot."

Harry straightened his back and put on a smug smile.

The disdainful look on Harry’s face reminded me of Rufus.

Yes, Harry was stronger than me, but I still believed that I could knock him out.When I faced Rufus, I was really unable to fight back.

The thought of Rufus calmed me down.

Memories of our unforgettable fight flooded my head.

He really had me then and never allowed me to land a single blow.

I chuckled.

"You are too confident in yourself, Harry.I have fought with someone much stronger than you."

"You’re bragging when you couldn’t even defeat me? Let me tell you something-no one is stronger than me.Otherwise, I would’ve met him or her already."

Harry was unconvinced.

"Maybe you’re already looking at her." I flashed him a defiant smile.

"Oh, really? Well, maybe I should just quit being considerate and teach you a lesson."

Harry waved his fist at me, and his facial expression became serious.I turned my head and easily dodged his attack.Then, I clamped my hand on his shoulder, imitating the move Rufus used.

As my heart sang and burned with surging fighting spirit, I sneered, "I’d like to see you “