Chapter 868


    Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight


    Chapter 868 Bury The Corpse


    Sylvia’s POV:


    I tried to smash and scr@pe the corpse with a knife, and burn it with fire. But no matter what I did, I


    couldn’tpletely destroy it.


    Noreen’s eyeballs were left on the ground. When I was about to ignite them with a torch, they


    disintegrated into a fine white powder and vanished into thin air.


    My lips scrunched together as I stared at the corpse, growing increasingly uneasy. A foreboding future


    was predestined for Noreen. Even her demise was also shrouded in mystery.


    “Sylvia, what’s wrong? Is there any problem?” Laura gave me a puzzled look.


    “I’m afraid Noreen is still alive. She is a cunning and shrewd witch. My mother came very close to


    K*lling her before, but she still managed toe back to life in some way.”


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    Upon hearing what I said, an evident hint of worry and concern shed on Laura’s face. “Then what


    should we do? It’s really unusual that we can’t destroy her corpse.” “Perhaps Noreen’s witchcraft would


    turn her into an indestructible corpse. The only thing I’m worried about now is the possibility of her


    coming back to life.”


    Noreen had always been cunning. There was little way to know for sure that she wouldn’t use some


    other form of witchcraft to revive herself.


    But one thing was for sure—the dagger on the chest of the corpse could restrain Noreen.


    There was no way for her toe back to life as long as we didn’t pull out the dagger.


    “I don’t think Noreen can revive herself. If she really has the power to do so, I’m afraid that she would


    have already led the ck witch race to stir chaos everywhere. Don’t worry too much about it. Let’s


    discuss it when something really happens in the future,” Laura persuaded.


    I nodded in agreement. “That’s the only option we have. For now, let’s figure out what to do with her


    corpse.” Since fire can’t destroy it, we have to bury it.”


    “Why not just dump it in the ocean?” Laura suggested.


    While I did consider other options, I ultimately decided that Noreen’s burial in the forbidden forest was


    the best solution. “The forbidden forest is a dangerous ce with various monsters and evil spirits. It’s


    a good idea to bury her here. Not only that, but the entire year-round, elite sold*iers patrol the perimeter


    of this forest. When something unusual happens, we can easily find out about it. But we had to


    guarantee that no one would ever be able to go near here again, let alone pull out the dagger from her


    chest. My mother fashioned this dagger by hand just for dealing with Noreen. I think our efforts have


    paid off. We can’t remove this dagger because it’s Noreen’s worst enemy.”


    Laura replied solemnly, “Don’t worry. I will make sure no one wille here without my permission.


    Those who disobey my order will be sentenced to death.”


    It was not until then that I felt relieved. “Now let’s find a ce to bury the corpse.”


    I didn’t bring a shovel since I assumed the b*ody would be burned and there wouldn’t be any need to


    dig a grave. So, we had no choice but to dig a hole with just our bare hands.


    And because I was pregnant, it was a little ufortable for me to squat for a very long time. I had to


    take a rest after an extensive time of exerting too much effort.


    Laura felt sorry for me and asked me to sit aside, saying that she could do the work by herself.


    She transformed into a beautiful silver wolf and dug a trench with her forelimbs at a breakneck pace.


    It was a sunny day today. The heat had softened the soil, making it loose and easier to dig a hole on


    the ground.


    After some time, Laura had dug a holerge enough to bury the b*ody in.


    With one hand, I picked up the corpse and tossed it into the pit. Laura didn’t linger as she strewed sand


    over the dead b*ody.


    After we were done, I sat on a stone and wiped Laura’s ws with a clean handkerchief.


    Laura, who had turned into a wolf, still looked noble and proud. She narrowed her eyes, raised her paw


    beautifully, and seemed to appreciate the service I was providing. “Well, it’s time to prepare thest


    scene of this show,” I stood up and said.