My Werewolf System

Chapter 1611: Knight’s Training

Staying in the castle for a week of knight training, the three of them quickly realized it was going to be tougher than they thought. Every day was a careful dance, tiptoeing around questions, pretending they understood things they didn’t, and making sure no one suspected who or what they really were.

Still, part of them had already lived like this before. Back when they’d stayed with Steve and his group, they’d learned how to blend in, to hide what made them different. And in a strange way, they found the whole situation... interesting.

They had once lived among werewolves, learning to sharpen their senses, to track, to hunt, and to draw on the instincts buried in their blood. And now here they were, training to be knights. Humans in shining armor. It felt surreal, like stepping into another version of the same world.

One thing was certain: they were getting more experience than they had ever expected.

The knight training itself was grueling. On the first day, they met up with Siz again, who led them through the castle grounds to be introduced to their schedule. The routine was strict, the kind of training that broke most recruits within days. But for the three werewolves in disguise, it wasn’t difficult at all. In fact, it almost felt easy.

Within hours, they were already impressing the new recruits, drawing attention without meaning to. Their bodies could handle more than any human’s could. Their speed, strength, and stamina stood out no matter how hard they tried to tone it down.

The best part was that they got to train alongside Siz again, sparring and practicing with her every morning.

For Gary, the physical drills brought back memories of his time at the AFA. The repetition, the sweat, the push to surpass limits, it reminded him of who he had been before all of this. Maybe that was why, while others groaned and complained, Gary wore a faint smile throughout training.

Some of the other knights whispered about it. They thought he might be a little twisted, someone who actually enjoyed the torturous drills.

But the truth was, Gary and his friends weren’t improving much from the basic physical training. Their bodies were already beyond what these exercises could build. What interested them more were the other lessons, particularly the sessions about Qi.

Still, they soon discovered that there was more value in the knights’ routine than they had first thought.

One unexpected part of their schedule was courtesy training. The knights were taught how to behave, not just before their superiors, but in front of civilians as well. They learned manners, discipline, and how to carry themselves as symbols of the kingdom’s strength and compassion.

There were even designated hours where the knights-in-training would walk through the city wearing their sashes proudly, helping citizens with small tasks, repairing carts, escorting travelers, delivering supplies, or resolving disputes.

It was meant to build trust between the people and the knights. And it worked. As the week went on, Kai could see how the civilians looked at them with admiration, even gratitude.

The experience began to change something in all three of them. They started to feel pride, not just in their strength or in passing the assessment, but in what they were doing for others.

It made them realize that a knight’s duty wasn’t only to fight beasts or defend the kingdom from threats, it was also to serve, to protect in every sense of the word.

For Kai, Gary, and Lupus, this week wasn’t just a disguise anymore, it was becoming a glimpse into what life in this era really meant.

Later that afternoon, while walking through the cobbled streets of the city in their sashes, the three of them fell into a quiet discussion.

“You’re right,” Kai said, his eyes narrowing at a red banner hanging from a nearby building. “The logo of the Red Wings, it’s eerily similar to the Altered Hunters’ emblem.”

Gary and Lupus both looked up.

“I remember,” Kai continued, “the Altered Hunters once said their original purpose was to protect the world from beasts, right? Didn’t the leader even thank us for taking out Harvor? Because he was infected? That was something their ancestors had warned them about.”

Lupus frowned. “Did history change how everything was meant to be? The knights seem like they’re really for the people, but the Altered Hunters...”

Kai cut him off. “In a way, the Altered Hunters believed they were helping people too. The problem was, they didn’t see the Altereds as people. They thought they were monsters. I can see how things might’ve started with good intentions and then... strayed.”

Lupus nodded slowly. “But the Altered Hunters were ultimately controlled by vampires. Vampires who’ve lived for centuries. It makes me wonder, if the current Red Wing knights are controlled by them too.”

“Right,” Kai said. “And it also makes me wonder if vampires are even around right now, in this era. We haven’t run into one yet.”

The thought hung heavy between them as they continued down the street. The idea that the world’s future was built on echoes of this time, of knights, beasts, and old power, was unsettling.

Aside from their civic duties, another valuable part of their training was weapons practice. The instructors were skilled, experienced fighters who guided each of them individually.

Gary, to everyone’s surprise, was assigned a war hammer. The weapon was massive, usually reserved for the larger knights, but he wielded it naturally, his movements confident and powerful. The instructors exchanged impressed glances every time he swung.

Kai, meanwhile, had taken quickly to swordsmanship. He was precise, fluid, and patient, learning the balance between offense and defense. His form improved so quickly that one of the trainers began using him as an example for the others.

Lupus, however, had chosen something unexpected, a large shield. Of all weapons, it seemed to suit him best. He moved with surprising agility despite its weight, blocking blows effortlessly and countering with precision.

The three of them, different as their styles were, stood out more and more with each session.

And then came the part they had all been waiting for: Qi training.

This was what they’d truly been curious about. The instructors explained the theory clearly, how Qi flowed through the body, how to sense it, and how to channel it with precision. The process wasn’t mystical or confusing like they’d imagined; it was structured, methodical, almost scientific.

With the help of special equipment designed to help knights feel the energy within, the three of them learned to guide Qi through their limbs, focusing it into strikes, movement, or defense with minimal waste.

Their progress was fast, far faster than anyone expected. It didn’t take long for the instructors to notice. The three “new recruits” were advancing at a rate that made the others whisper in awe.

It wasn’t long before their talent caught the attention of someone else.

One afternoon, as they finished a training session, a familiar voice echoed across the open field.

“I heard the three of you are really talented!”

They turned to see Bluebird walking toward them, his signature confident grin in place.

“That’s not a surprise,” he said, his tone playful but sharp. “Werewolves have always had a large amount of Qi. So, why don’t you put that to the test?”

He drew his sword, resting it casually over his shoulder. “Let’s see if the three of you can actually beat me this time.”

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