The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

Ezra Zephyr was inspecting the weapons given to him.

"What notions drove you to make this piece of crap" the prince said as he gazed at Fenrir.

"You are learning the ways of the trash-talking, nice going boy."

Ezra scoffed "Heh, Thanks to you, wannabe god" he derided.

Fenrir frowned "Who do you call a wannabe god, dumb boy. I hate gods, don't ever tag my name with them hypocrites self-proclaimed superiors."

"Heh, seems like I find your sensitive vein" he giggled.

"You motherfucker" Fenrir couldn't control his temper and cussed.

The 3 months of training changed Ezra by a large margin.

"These weapons are prototypes of the originals, this change 10-meter long chain is useful in various ways. The hook has 2 purposes, 1st is to catch a running prey and 2nd is to defend. It's thick and solid, containing small bladed on top, with poison on them, a small gash from it can be fatal. Lastly, the short sword, I don't think you want me to tell what it can do." The monstrous wolf of Norse explained.

"I understand, now that you say, it's quite a tricky designed set of weapons."

He wrapped the chain on his arms and hung the hook and short sword on the sides of his waist. Without saying any further, Ezra began his first training of push-ups.

His arms gave up when he reached the 73rd push-up, he immediately understood what will happen next.

~SWWIIINNGG~

An air slicing whip swung and socked his back, unlike prior times, Ezra didn't let out a single noise.

He was getting used to it, being punished for 3 months. He managed to learn the art of hiding pain, he gritted his teeth. It was not that he couldn't feel the pain, the intensity and sensation were the same all the time. It was his durability that raised impressively.

After receiving some bloody punishment, he reached the running training. The same magical jungle with venomous insects and beasts.

Ezra picked up the hook and sword in both hands and reached a certain area, after waiting for a while, he felt a dim vibration and jumped hurriedly.

~WHOOSSH~

With an astonishing speed, a tail came out, on top of it was the red blazing sting. The beast came out and revealed his entire body, it was the same scorpion that tormented Ezra on 1st day.

"This time, I'm here for the payback," he said.

The scorpion ran towards Ezra, the latter knew his speed and started to run to the side of a tall tree. To his misfortune, his speed was not as accurate as he assumed.

The scorpion caught up, his pedipalps snipped like sharp scissors.

Ezra threw the hook at the scorpion but it stopped midway before hitting the scorpion, the reason was obvious. It was connected with chains wrapped around Ezra's arms.

But still, his action didn't go in vain. The scorpion was surprised by the hook, and his march stopped.

Ezra took this opportunity and climbed onto the tree, a silhouette jumped to a branch next to prince's.

"Why are you here? I'm not injured." Ezra questioned.

"The weapons you got are extremely useful and dangerous, but only if you master them. I came to tell you that, take care O chosen one." The man said and vanished, it was none other than the Hobgoblin.

After spending 4 hours running, he was sent to survive in the forest. Encountering death many times, Ezra always came out alive, receiving a myriad of injuries.

~9 months later~

Within a blink of an eye, 1 whole year passed since Ezra came to train.

Ezra woke up, he touched his disheveled long hair and shoved them backwards with his fingers. He stood up, his body was perfect, not bulky nor skinny. Containing only 9% fat and 91% muscles, an epitome of a perfect body.

In the recent months, Ezra's height grew a few inches, including the weight of his bracers. He was carrying a total of 60kg weight on him, there were 4 bracers on his four limbs, each having 10kg of weight.

Apart from them, the weapons owned 10kg weight, what the new thing was a stone-made collar, a collar on his neck that also weighed 10kg.

Fenrir looked at the prince and smiled, it was a way of praising him.

"That's disgusting, stop smiling you creepy dog." The no longer innocent prince said.

"Alright alright, kobold prince. Hoho" Fenrir spoke and laughed.

"Hahaha, that was a good one." The prince guffawed along.

Their bond was strong, even though they always taunt, mock and tease each other. They both also knew that each of the two is nothing without the presence of the other.

"I'm off to training, don't disturb me"

"Wait boy, 1 year of your beginner training has ended. Now I will begin your real training." Said Fenrir.

Ezra Zephyr squinted his eyes and inquired. "That was only beginner level?"

"Indeed, let me start your real training"

Ezra calmed himself and observed. From within the cave, 6 puppets came out.

1 puppet had a sword, a normal sized sword.

The 2nd one had a spear, a long spear. That puppet was skinny.

The 3rd in number wore gauntlets, his body was bulky and towering.

4th in line had two daggers, it was short heighted and was jumping, showing off his agility.

The 5th one was a tall chubby puppet, his height was only shorter than the puppet with gauntlets. it was holding a gigantic axe-hammer.

The last 6th one was a female puppet, its hairs were long, breast pumped. It had a bow on her back and an arrow box on her waist.

"Prince Ezra Zephyr, you will fight these six for the rest of four hears. You will fight each of them two times, one time with your weapons and one time with bare hands. Each round will be for 1 hour, you will rest for 5 minutes and begin the next round.

If you fight each puppet two times, then it will be 12 hours. Count 5 minutes for 12 fights, it will be an additional hour. 13 hours of combat, 8 hours of sleeping and then 1 hour of planning. That's your new training routine."

"Finally, I can learn fighting. Thank you Fenrir, watch me destroying these puppets." The prince boasted

Hearing that, Fenrir laughed "Hoho, what a delusional naive prince you are."