Baron Cullen

Upon hearing that Karen was planning to go to the Mage's Guild to find a way to break the curse, Lamont immediately said, "I'll go with you!"

"No, Vice Commander, you have to stay here." Karen shook her head. "The Commander needs someone to look after him at all times, and the Chapter also needs someone to oversee things."

Therefore, you must stay here.

Lamont hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded: "In that case, be careful!"

Karen said no more.

He left the medical room and strode towards the gate of the compound.

The members of the battle groups he encountered on the way all looked at him with expectant eyes, as if hoping to see good news on his face.

But Karen kept her head down and didn't respond to their gazes.

He didn't know what to say.

The leader is said to have stabilized for now, but his body is gradually turning into a monster?

They said they bought them some time, but only one day?

He couldn't bring himself to say such a thing.

Stepping out of the compound gate, Karen headed straight for the Mage Association.

He directly activated his extraordinary elements, using the physical strength granted by his warrior profession to quickly pass over the buildings.

At this time of day, there were already quite a few pedestrians on the street.

Vendors began setting up stalls, horse-drawn carriages began to travel, and the city was awakening.

But Karen had no interest in appreciating any of this.

His mind was filled with images of the constant changes happening inside Vaughn's body.

Those bones that gradually thicken and become denser, those muscle fibers that rearrange, those internal organs whose functions have changed…

Everything was developing in the direction of the werewolves Lamont had described.

And he discovered an even more terrifying fact.

The changes within Vaughn's body are somewhat similar to those experienced when an ordinary person transforms into a superhuman, but in the opposite direction.

The transformation of extraordinary individuals is an optimization, an enhancement, and a process of making the body more suitable for bearing extraordinary elements.

The transformation of that curse is savagery, distortion, and a way to make the body more suited to killing and destruction.

He didn't know if this was a form of evolution.

However, it is foreseeable that once Vaughn completes this transformation and survives, it will undoubtedly become a disaster.

As he pondered, the tower of the Mage Association came into view.

Karen quickened her pace.

He hopes the association can actually find a solution.

This was not only for the Warband, but also for himself.

The guards at the association's gate recognized Karen and immediately made way for him when they saw him rushing over.

Karen rushed into the hall and ran straight for the stairs.

"Mr...Mr. Karen?"

Just then, a familiar voice came from inside.

Karen turned around and saw Wilhelmina standing on the other side of the hall, holding a stack of magic books.

She was wearing the association's apprentice robes today, and her long golden hair was tied in a ponytail, so she looked like she had just arrived at the association to prepare for class.

"Miss Wilhelmina!" Karen stopped in her tracks. "Is the president in his office?"

"Yes, but..." Wilhelmina walked over, her face full of worry, "The president doesn't seem to be in a good mood today."

Vice President Brandon came to see him in the morning, and the two talked for a long time in the office. When he came out, the president looked very unhappy.

"Mr. Karen, are you here for Warchief Vaughn of the Chapter?"

Karen nodded: "You know?"

"Yes, not only me, but most people in the association know." Wilhelmina lowered her voice. "I heard that Vice President Brandon just returned from the warband this morning. He went to check on Commander Vaughn's injuries, but he couldn't fix them."

After returning, he went to see the president.

"This morning?"

Karen was somewhat surprised.

Lamont had clearly said that Brandon had already been invited to the warband for a check-up yesterday.

Why did the story change to "this morning" when we got to the association?

Unable to find an answer, Karen wasn't going to waste any more time and quickly said, "Thank you, I'll go upstairs now."

Wilhelmina watched his retreating figure as he hurried upstairs, opened her mouth as if to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

She hugged the magic book tightly, sighed, and turned to walk towards the teaching area.

On the other side, Karen ran all the way to the top floor and knocked on the door of the chairman's office.

"Come in."

Donald's voice came through, and he certainly didn't sound happy.

Karen pushed open the door and entered.

In his office, Donald sat behind his desk, several thick ancient books spread out in front of him.

He was wearing a simple gray robe today, and his hair was a little messy, as if he had just woken up and gotten up to work.

"Karen?" Donald asked, somewhat surprised to see him. "What brings you here?"

"Guild Master, I would like to ask about the werewolf curse!" Karen got straight to the point. "You must have heard that Commander Vaughn is under this curse."

Deputy Commander Lamont and I managed to stabilize his condition for the time being, but his body was gradually undergoing abnormal changes.

Do you know of any way to completely remove this curse?

"The werewolf curse?!" Donald's pupils contracted, seemingly unable to believe what he was hearing. "Are you sure Commander Vaughn... is cursed with this?"

"You didn't know?" Karen frowned. "Didn't Vice President Brandon go and check it out?"

Although he was not a wizard, I had spoken with him many times, and he had a broad knowledge of various ancient texts…

Even if we can't break the curse, we should at least figure out what kind of curse it is.

Donald was silent for a few seconds, then took off his glasses and rubbed his temples.

"Brandon did tell me this morning." He thought for a moment and then recounted what had happened that morning. "But he said he couldn't see the specifics of Commander Vaughn's condition, only that a force was raging within him and he couldn't resolve it."

Karen remained silent.

This is exactly what he heard from Lamont.

He continued, "Although I can see the nature of the curse, I cannot break it."

I wonder if the association has any relevant records in its collection?

"If it's a curse that turns humans into werewolves, there are indeed ways to resolve it..." Donald said, "but those methods either require the caster to remove the curse or require a higher level of power to forcibly purify it."

As a fifth-tier warrior, Commander Vaughn's ability to forcibly transform him into a werewolf through a curse must mean he is at least a fifth-tier being.

Furthermore, the physical strength of a fifth-tier warrior far surpasses that of other extraordinary individuals, therefore I suspect…

The caster likely used some special medium to enhance the curse's effect.

"A special medium?" This touched on a blind spot for Karen. "If it's as you say, what medium do you think it would be?"

Donald said slowly, "There are quite a few mediums that can enhance the werewolf curse, but the most domineering and vicious one is naturally werewolf blood."

Once this medium is used, it is almost certain that the cursed person will have no chance of reversing the curse.

Werewolf...blood?

Karen's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this answer!

He completely understands the reasons behind it.

This is similar to how vampires create their own followers, who can use blood magic or directly use their own blood.

If it's blood magic, there might be a way to undo or reverse it.

However, if vampires use their own blood, this method of creating followers is called "the Embrace" in ancient texts.

Humans who receive the "Embrace" can never become human again.

In other words, if Vaughn had been tainted with werewolf blood when the curse was cast, the outcome would have been predictable.