Ian: Alright, but I have one condition. The person must be captured alive.

Ian had other plans for Mystica.

Previously, he had discussed with the doctor about creating a new beast army.

If they could capture Mystica and make her their experimental subject, Mystica would definitely become his best weapon when the experiment succeeded.

Invincible: Ok. Wait for the good news then.

When Ian received Invincible's reply, a cold smile spread across his lips.

Mystica, how dare you attack my palace. This is a blood feud.

As long as he could capture Mystica alive, he would have the most powerful army. All of Solterra would be his.

Ian could not help but burst into loud laughter.

Early the next day.

Freya instantly received the news that Invincible was making his move.

However, she did not care. A defeated underling was not worthy of her fear.

Bradley came out after washing up and saw her staring at her phone, so he approached her.

"What are you thinking?"

"Nothing,"

Freya put away her phone and wrapped her arms around his neck as she coyly said, "I'll accompany you to Wolf Mountain later."

The two had a long conversation last night.

She learned that there were friends of Bradley on Wolf Mountain who were in on his plan.

Although Sigelac was strong, it was still minuscule compared to the power of the Logan family.

However, if there was a pack of wolves to help, it would undoubtedly be like giving wings to a tiger.

Bradley held her face and planted a kiss on her forehead. "Okay."

After washing up, the two had breakfast together before heading to Wolf Mountain.

This was Freya's first time here.

It was similar to the usual forest, but it was surrounded by iron fences and covered by infrared monitoring systems. Any trespasser would be immediately detected.

There were also guards here.

When the two entered, the caretaker came forward and nodded in greeting. "Leonard. Madam."

"Open the gate."

"Yes."

The caretaker opened the reinforced iron gate, and Bradley held Freya's hand as they walked in.

She could hear wolves howling in the distance.

"There are eight wolves here. All of them are trained adult wolves, and they are kings of their species. Not only are they strong in physique, but their speed is also unmatched by ordinary wolves."

As Bradley finished speaking, a wolf quickly ran toward them.

It was as swift as the wind.

Coupled with a majestic howl, it seemed to have the power to consume mountains and rivers.

Freya watched as the wolf pounced at Bradley.

With just a gesture from the man, the wolf stopped a few feet away from them before bending down in a submissive posture.

In that instant, Freya had a feeling.

The creature before her was not a wolf, but a loyal dog.

"Do you want to see its true speed?" Bradley turned to look at her with a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Alright. I really want to see how its speed compares to Snowy."

As Freya said that, she saw a black shadow flash by in front of her.

By the time she reacted, Bradley was already standing on a tree.

"Frey, let me show you its might."

The man snapped his fingers and then ran forward.

The wolf followed behind him. It was so fast that it instantly disappeared from view.

Freya ran after them.

The two of them were too fast, and she could not keep up with her speed.

What surprised Freya the most was that Bradley had been leading from a distance, with the wolf following closely behind and just one step away.

She had never known that Bradley was so fast.

Cool gusts of wind brushed past her ears as she desperately followed them.

At first, she could barely keep up.

However, as she turned around the corner, the wolf and Bradley disappeared without a trace.

At that moment, the caretaker came over and said, "Madam, you can go to the control room to watch."

Freya nodded and followed the caretaker to the control room.

The control network of the entire mountain occupied a huge room. It was a magnificent sight to behold.

Freya squinted as she searched for Bradley. Finally, she found him on the screen in the lower right corner.

The man was as fast as the wind, and the wolf behind him was even faster.

This made Freya feel like she was watching a blockbuster film instead.

Bradley was fast, but the wolf was equally impressive.

If Snowy was there, he would not stand a chance against this wolf at all.

Soon, a group of wolves rushed out from all directions and surrounded Bradley.

What she saw next completely shocked her.

A man and a pack of wolves were running through the forest, yet they managed to maintain the same distance throughout the run. It was simply amazing.

Freya stared at the screen without even blinking.

She was afraid that she might miss an exciting moment.

"These wolves were all carefully selected by Leonard. Not only are they in excellent physical shape, but their speed is also outstanding. After their personal training with him, one wolf can easily take on a hundred men."

The caretaker was the one who spoke.

Freya, still not blinking, smiled faintly and asked, "Besides being the prince of Solterra and the head of Sigelac, what other secrets does he have?"

Something made her think that this man was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.

Maybe there were secrets that were unknown to others and far more shocking than her identity as Mystica.

"I'm sorry, Madam. This is all I know. I'm not too sure about the rest."

The caretaker remained respectful.

He was a caretaker carefully selected by Bradley and had undergone special training. Thus, he had a lot of experience with training wolves.

Outside Bradley's personal training, he took care of these wolves the rest of the time.

Freya did not keep asking either. She watched Bradley jump onto a tree before the group of wolves quickly climbed up and stood next to him.

The handsome man and seven wolves appeared in the same frame, with Bradley looking at her through the camera with a smile on his face and tender affection in his eyes.

Her heart trembled.

She stood up, turned, and walked out of the room.

The caretaker personally escorted her to Bradley.

He was sitting under a tree and gently stroking a wolf's fur.

Freya smiled and clapped as she approached him. "I had no idea my husband was so powerful."

She was Mystica. Few people in the world could match her in skill, let alone in running speed.

She had seen Bradley fight before, but he had not truly exerted himself. Freya did not fully understand him.

However, just now, his speed was simply beyond her imagination.

It was not something an ordinary person could achieve.

Bradley reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist before sitting down beside her.

He stroked her head and said in a deep voice, "Tell me, how did you become Mystica over the years? How did you become Poppy?"