Chapter 111: I'd Rather Never Have Met You!

Falkona listened attentively. So far, she didn't think Almande was lying because his eyes, clear as a spring, looked at her with honesty. Initially, she was also drawn to those clean, light gray eyes. According to him, he didn't intend to send those photos to Ulysses, so how did he get them? Almande seemed to sense her confusion and nodded towards something behind her: "As for how those photos ended up in Ulysses' hands, that's a good question. Maybe..." "His good sister, Nara, can answer that question." He picked up his suit jacket from the ground, took out a small bottle from the pocket, and handed it to Falkona: "Do you know what this is?" She took the bottle, which seemed to shimmer like stars, with a silvery sheen. Falkona didn't immediately open the bottle, but asked cautiously: "Is this... made of silver?" Almande nodded: "Yes, it's silver powder. If you know a little about werewolves, you should know that silver is the only metal that can cause