Reborn, I became the progenitor of the werewolves.

Chapter 4: Lycanthrope Lineage

Eagle's Keep, inside the lord's exclusive study, Kane and his two companions were discussing the situation at Wenhui Fortress, but the atmosphere had reached a low point.

After slamming the desk heavily, Katherine pointed at the map of Wenhui Fortress and said, "My Lord, the soldiers in our territory are not without combat capabilities, especially my deputy, Reed. He has reached the threshold of becoming a novice swordsman and should advance in a few days."

Kane nodded, signaling Katherine to continue.

"Secondly, although we are inferior in extraordinary power, we can compensate by sheer numbers and coordination. By waiting for an opportunity when the enemy reveals a weakness, we can surely harm that Horst."

This unrealistic plan made Marcus, who was experienced, shake his head.

He voiced his disagreement with Katherine's proposal, "Captain Katherine, you should know that a second-tier knight, who can use the Spirit Source Armor, is beyond our reach. No matter how hard we attack, we cannot harm him."

Spirit Source Armor, Katherine was aware of it. It was the unique ability of a second-tier knight. Its principle was to summon the spirit source within the knight's body to envelop the entire body, making it impervious to swords and spears. Even spells from mages could be resisted.

And the spirit source was the foundation for all extraordinaires, just as mages using magic would deplete their spirit source, and swordsmen emitting sword energy would also consume their spirit source.

Katherine was not discouraged, "Yes, as you said, Sir Marcus, the opponent can indeed summon the Spirit Source Armor, but it's not permanent. As long as we keep attacking, we can deplete this outer layer of armor. By then, it will be our time to counterattack."

Just when Katherine thought Marcus would agree with her plan, Marcus still held a dissenting attitude.

"The method you mentioned, I'm well aware of. I've seen similar situations on the battlefield before, but that was when we outnumbered the enemy with over five extraordinaires. For just the three of us, it's tantamount to suicide."

Katherine frowned, seemingly not agreeing with this statement.

At this moment, Kane timely intervened to stop their argument.

"Enough, Marcus, Katherine, stop arguing. Both of your plans have their merits, and I will consider them."

"For the next few days, I need you to do the following: First, strengthen the training of the soldiers and strive to cultivate another novice extraordinarie."

"Second, spar with me every morning to cultivate our synchronization."

"Third, send out scouts to investigate Wenhui Fortress's reaction to the disappearance of the assassin and my safety."

"Yes, Lord Kane." The two stopped arguing and nodded in understanding, then stood up to bid farewell to Kane and left to execute the orders.

After the two left, Kane began his preparations. Not only did he need to enhance his own strength, but he also wanted to understand the abnormalities that had appeared on his body in recent days.

Picking up the letter opener on the desk, Kane looked towards his chest. The scene of pulling out the arrow a few days ago was still vivid in his mind, as was the peculiar sight he had experienced with his body the previous night.

Kane could almost confirm that his body possessed an incredible healing ability.

To test his hypothesis, Kane slashed his arm with the letter opener. Unlike ordinary people, his golden-red blood flowed out and dripped onto the floor.

A strange itching sensation came from the wound. Along with this feeling, the flesh on both sides began to connect and heal rapidly. In no time, the scar on his arm disappeared.

"As I thought..."

The rapid healing speed excited Kane, putting him at an advantageous position in battles.

However, if it were injuries to internal organs, even he would likely need some time to recover.

Putting the letter opener back on the desk, Kane examined the blood that had just dripped onto the floor.

The golden-red blood, under the sunlight, looked very dazzling, as if the flowing liquid concealed some astonishing energy.

If according to the medical theories from his previous life, blood turning gold indicated an iron deficiency in the body.

Kane shook his head; his body was healthy, clearly not the case here.

But according to the beliefs of this world, he then searched through the memories of his past life.

Soon, Kane found a theory about blood turning into gold. When the previous baron was still alive, the young original body stumbled upon a book named "The Travels of Lester" in the family's collection.

The book not only described the thrilling epic adventures of Lester the Elf but also mentioned the blood of dragons.

Dragons are extremely mysterious creatures on this continent, appearing suddenly and causing chaos and bloodshed wherever they go.

It's rumored that dragons have enormous wings and robust limbs. With just a slight movement, they can crush humans. Each dragon, once reaching adulthood, possesses strength equivalent to a Sixth-tier legend, making them the most powerful beings beneath the gods.

According to Lester's description, the golden blood of dragons is a rare medicinal substance in the world. Magical potions made from dragon blood can allow any creature to surpass their racial limitations and achieve unimaginable heights.

Looking at the golden-red blood on the ground, Kane dismissed the idea that it might be dragon's blood.

Apart from the color difference, his strength was still within the First-tier range without any significant improvement.

However, the key point was Lester's note in his travelogue that anyone with blood tinged with gold must possess a powerful bloodline.

"A powerful bloodline?" Kane touched his previous wound.

A few days ago, he noticed the extraordinary nature of this blood but didn't expect it to symbolize a potent bloodline.

Did he transition from a regular human to a subhuman species?

Regardless, the mere fact that his wounds healed so quickly had already benefited him immensely.

Recalling last night's encounter, Kane noticed that whether it was the white fur appearing on his body, the lengthened canine teeth, or the sharp nails, they all closely resembled the werewolves from western fantasy films in his past life.

In other words, he had become a werewolf on the night he was attacked.

Apart from the changes in his appearance, Kane felt there was nothing wrong with becoming a werewolf. If not for the werewolf bloodline enhancing his strength last night, he would have been killed by that First-tier intermediate assassin, without getting reinforcements from Marcus and the others.

In Kane's memory, there seemed to be no existence of werewolves on this continent, and there were no records or legends about them either.

On the other hand, vampires, equally famous, had continuously appeared in chronicles over the past few centuries.

Kane felt both excited and fearful about his werewolf bloodline. He was excited because the bloodline had a significant effect on enhancing his strength, and there were still many unexplored areas to discover and develop.

However, he was also fearful because the transformation into a werewolf was too conspicuous. If someone observant noticed one day, he might become a target of public scrutiny.

Therefore, until his strength reached the Fifth-tier, Kane decided to conceal his identity as a werewolf, reduce the frequency of his transformations, and research the source of the werewolf's power.