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I'am Not a Werewolf

Eric Yudhistira is a 16 year old teenager. He comes from a poor family and lives only with his father at this time. Eric's older brother named Rafael had died a few months ago due to an accident. Eric never knew where his real mother was. So, Eric joined in making money by working part-time, to help their family's economy. Zarius Vassilias is a demon expelled from his own palace. Many demons hate Zarius. Due to a huge conspiracy, Zarius was executed by another demon and fled to the Human World. Despite having the appearance of a teenager, Zarius is actually hundreds of years old. And Zarius had come to the Human World before. Zarius meets Eric in the Human World. However, Zarius lost his memory as a demon. Eric helps Zarius who is seriously injured and treats Zarius like his own brother. The devil who hates Zarius turns Zarius into the Human World. The devil's name is Felius. Felius knew that Eric was an important human being to Zarius. In fact, Zarius thought of Eric as his own little brother. So, Felius did something to Eric. Magie turns Eric into a werewolf and makes Eric think that Zarius is the mastermind behind his transformation. How would Zarius explain if he wasn't the one who turned Eric into a werewolf?

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150 Chs

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Zarius is deceived. This was not the Ville Forest where his master who taught him spiritual power lived. This is an illusory forest created by black magicians. This is a trap.

The demon army along with the black magicians conspired to kill Zarius. In fact, previously Zarius was only sentenced to live in the Human World. However, Zarius did not expect to be the target of an army of demons and black magicians.

Zarius the Demon Prince was indeed a hunter of the demon army and black magician of the enemy territory. Zarius had eliminated them a lot even though he was still an amateur. Now, they are taking revenge for the life taken by the hands of Zarius.

Zarius feels cornered. He didn't know what to do. The Demons began to surround Zarius. They don't seem to think of Zarius as their prince anymore.

The black wings of the demon army flapped. Their eyes were sharp, piercing straight at the still petrified Zarius.