Chapter 154 Zeref Wants to Return to the Holy Capital

Ophelia carefully examined the parchment scrolls and finally found two suitable plots of land.

There is not much open space left around the Fu tribe village; only 5,000 square meters remain.

Ophelia then divided the remaining 15,000 square meters into three parts, all of which were lands surrounding the Fu tribe and the Golden Dragon tribe.

In this way, the patrolling males can see each other between the two tribes.

After buying the territory, Taylor wanted to take Ophelia back to the tribe.

Zeref, who had just met Ophelia, was naturally unwilling.

He stopped the two of them, his eyes dark as he stared at Taylor. "Why are you walking so fast?"

"If you want strange males to come and go in your house every day, then you can spend more time with the princess."

Zeref pursed his lips, and although he knew Taylor was telling the truth, he was still somewhat displeased.

He looked down at Ophelia. "I'm staying with you tonight."

Ophelia glanced at Taylor somewhat guiltily, while Zeref looked at him with a defiant look in his eyes.

Taylor was silent for a moment, then gently patted Ophelia's head. "Princess, I'm fine. Just agree to his request."

Rather than allowing the princess to have other males, he would rather not prevent the princess from being intimate with Zeref.

Zeref pulled Ophelia into his arms and kissed her on the forehead.

"I'll go home early tonight."

Ophelia blushed when she met Zelev's burning gaze.

"I know, I know," Ophelia said, then grabbed Taylor and fled the city lord's mansion as if they were escaping.

Zeref watched his disheveled figure and let out a low, pleased chuckle.

Maya watched her young master smile from the side, and felt a little sentimental.

The little female is indeed formidable; she can easily sway the young master's mood.

After a long while, Zeref finally looked away and turned to go back to the stone house to continue working.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Maya spoke up. "Young Master, the patriarch has sent people to urge you several times, asking when you will return to the Holy Capital?"

"The head of the family has given an order: if you don't go back, he will send Princess Sophie to invite you back."

Zeref's face darkened when he heard the name Sophie.

He turned around, his silver eyes fixed on Maya, who broke out in a cold sweat from his gaze.

"Young Master, this wasn't my idea!"

“Princess Sophie is the future partner that the head of the family has chosen for you. If he finds out that you have already partnered with Ophelia, the consequences will be severe.”

"I suggest you go back to the Holy Capital, lest their arrival not only exposes your relationship with Ophelia, but also reveals the existence of the young master."

Zeref has been avoiding returning to the Holy City lately, but he knows he's been delaying long enough that his father has become suspicious.

If Sophie were to come, Ophelia would likely be in danger.

"I will discuss this with Ophelia."

Maya was relieved to hear her young master say that.

Zeref was initially in a good mood because he was going to stay with Ophelia that night.

But now, because of Maya's words, his heart has sunk to the bottom again.

After he entered the room, the servant wanted to continue reporting things to him, but he raised his hand to stop him.

"You go out first."

"Yes, young master." The servant could sense the deep sadness in his heart.

But the first rule for a beast servant is that no matter when or where, one must not question the master's decision.

After the servant left, Zeref sat alone in the room for a long time.

As darkness fell, he slowly rose, straightened his hempen clothes, and prepared to return to the Fu tribe.

In the Fu tribe village, Taylor is preparing dinner.

Ophelia carefully observed the expression on his face, like a wife caught cheating by her husband.

The kitchen was large, but Ophelia followed Taylor closely, causing them to bump into each other frequently. Seeing Ophelia's cautious movements, Taylor sighed softly.

“Princess, there’s no need to worry. Zeref is your partner, and it’s only right that you live with him.”

Ophelia raised her eyes. "Then can you please not be angry?"

Seeing Ophelia's worried expression, Taylor could only say against his will, "Alright, I'm not angry. The princess doesn't need to feel burdened."

Ophelia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Taylor didn't actually look angry.

He's already terrified with just two partners; if he had a few more, his fragile little heart probably wouldn't be able to handle it.

Although being with Zeref was not what he wanted.

But during this time together, he could sense that Zeref genuinely liked him.

He also fell in love with Zeref.

Although the beast world has always practiced polyandry, he never changed his feelings for Taylor and always felt somewhat guilty towards her.

So in daily life, he always wanted to be nicer to Taylor, and even nicer.

To reassure Ophelia, Taylor reached out and pulled her into his arms, gently kissing her lips.

"As long as the princess has me in her heart, I am already very happy."

To him, the princess was like the moon, unattainable and unattainable; to receive her light was already an immense blessing.

If a princess is that good, then more and more males will like her in the future.

He has no right to demand that Ophelia have only him as a partner.

Zeref returned just in time to witness this scene, and he felt a pang of sadness, his eyes welling up with tears.

Ophelia was already biased towards Taylor, and he couldn't imagine whether she would forget him after he left, or even whether her little bit of love for him would disappear.

“Zeref, you’re back.” Taylor took two steps back when he saw Zeref.

Taylor didn't say a word, and pulled Ophelia out of the kitchen.

He was very strong, and his grip made Ophelia's wrist ache.

"Zerev, my hand hurts."

When Zeref heard Ophelia cry out in pain, he softened his grip.

However, he did not let go of Ophelia, but instead took her hand and led her to a large tree outside the food area.

Moonlight shone on the treetops, and a gentle breeze caressed our faces.

Ophelia was pinned against a tree by Zeref, who kissed her without saying a word.

He grew increasingly aggressive, even biting Ophelia's lips until they bled.

Ophelia reached out and shoved him. "Zerev, what's wrong with you?"

Zeref looked up and met Ophelia's gaze. Ophelia couldn't understand what he was thinking.
Zeref tightened his arms around her, holding her tightly in his embrace, burying his head in the crook of her neck.

Ophelia tried to struggle, but a heavy voice came from her ear.

"Ophelia, I'm going back to the Holy Capital."

Ophelia was stunned. She gradually lowered her hand that was pushing Zeref away and wrapped it around his lean waist.

Before he could speak, he felt warm liquid brush against his shoulder.

Ophelia opened her lips; was she crying?

Zeref's sadness reached Ophelia, who gently patted him and asked softly, "Why do you suddenly want to go back?"

"My father has become suspicious of my staying in the City of Ten Thousand Beasts."

"He sent word that if I didn't go back soon, he would send someone to pick me up."

“If his men come, they will inevitably discover your presence and the children's, and then you will be in danger.”

"Don't worry, I have a spatial ability, so even if they find out, nothing will happen."

Zeref shook his head. "I can't gamble on that possibility. I have to go back."

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