Awakening divorce, the little female is scrambled by all the big guys

Chapter 212 Declaration of War and Provocation
Seeing his father's shameless behavior, Zeref just found it amusing.

He slightly raised the corners of his lips. "Father, if it were you, would you be willing to bring out such a powerful weapon?"

"With this weapon in hand, why should Ophelia be afraid of you?"

The patriarch of the Winged Dragon Clan blushed slightly when his thoughts were exposed.

"Ahem. So what did she mean?"

"Ophelia wants to get a share of the pie in the Holy City. Hopefully, the Wyvern Clan won't stop her."

The Pterodactyl family head sneered. "To think that a weapon like this could shake the status of the Holy Clan is simply wishful thinking."

Zeref twirled the bow and arrow in his hand, "What if it wasn't just one, but thousands, or even tens of thousands?"

"This thing has a range of 100 meters, allowing it to attack before the enemy gets close, and it only takes a few breaths to reload."

"Several thousand? He was prepared for this."

The Pterosaur Clan Head thought it was already quite remarkable that Ophelia could create such a weapon, but he never expected that she was already prepared for battle.

“Yes, they were already manufacturing such weapons long before I returned to the Holy Capital. His original intention was for self-defense, but now it has come in handy.”

Zelev emphasized the word "self-preservation".

The patriarch of the Pterosaur family then realized that this weapon was originally intended to be used against him. He shuddered and felt a lingering fear in his heart.

Fortunately, he didn't take anyone to the Fu tribe, otherwise he would have suffered heavy losses.

"These are his conditions. What are your conditions?" The Pterosaur Clan Head didn't believe his son's request would be so simple.

"I will take complete control of the Pteranodon race and stand shoulder to shoulder with Ophelia."

"That's impossible!" The Pterosaur Clan Head immediately refused.

He's only in his forties and it's not time for him to step down yet, and he wouldn't even allow it if it were his own son.

"Father probably doesn't know that half of the Pterosaur Clan is already standing behind me. If you insist on not abdicating, then I have no choice but to fight."

"Besides, with Ophelia's weapon, Father probably doesn't have much of a chance of winning."

“Zeref, you…” The patriarch of the Wyvern family never expected that his son would threaten him.

He had no intention of having half of the pterosaurs as his sons; if this trend continued, Zeref would surely become the new head of the pterosaur clan.

The Pterosaur Clan Head was speechless. "Even if I agree to your succession, it still requires the consent of the other elders."

"I'm not worried about the other elders; if they see this new weapon, they'll definitely agree." After all, people aren't stupid.

As Zeref had said, he had simply explained the power of the new weapon to the elders.

The elders unanimously voted to let Zeref succeed as head of the family.

The head of the Pterosaur family was dejected upon seeing this result, and his spirits were completely broken.

"Zeref, you're very good. You'll definitely do better than me in the future." The patriarch of the pterosaur family patted Zereef on the shoulder, feeling both resentment and relief.

"Father, rest assured, from today onwards, the Winged Dragon Clan will become the number one family in the Holy Capital, and no one can surpass the Winged Dragon Clan."

Upon hearing Zeref's words, the resentment in the heart of the pterosaur patriarch gradually faded.

Of course, what Zeref didn't say was that he intended to merge Ophelia's Fu tribe with the Wyvern tribe.

If Ophelia wants to take power, then he will be her strong supporter.

If Ophelia doesn't want to be in power, then he should stand in front of her and protect her from harm.

Having dealt with the pterosaurs, Zeref came to see Ophelia the next day.

“I’ll take you to the side gate of the Holy City. The Phoenix Clan’s food will be brought into the city every morning.” “Alright, Klein, we’ll take the archers to the side gate. Laxus, you stay here and guard the camp.”

"Okay." Laxus nodded in agreement.

So Ophelia, Azerev, and Klein took fifty archers to the side gate of the Holy City. They left at just the right time, just in time to run into the male Fire Phoenix escorting dozens of prey into the city.

Zeref recognized the leading male Fire Phoenix and said in a deep voice, "The Fire Phoenix army is just ahead."

Ophelia's eyes lit up as she looked at the dozens of prey led by the male. "Klein, make your move."

Klein immediately ordered fifty archers to fire their arrows at once. The male Fire Phoenixes were not prepared, as only ten of them were responsible for escorting the prey.

Within moments they were all wounded, and the male who looked back recognized that the weapon that had shot his companion belonged to Ophelia.

He quickly turned around and saw Zeref and Ophelia standing not far away. He gritted his teeth fiercely.

"Young Master Zeref, are you going to make an enemy of our Fire Phoenix Clan?"

Zeref raised his hand to stop the archers from firing, and said loudly, "Go back and tell the Fire Phoenix Clan Head that either he should put aside his hatred and make peace with us, or he should fight us to the death."

"But you all know who will win in the end."

“These prey are just the beginning. If he doesn’t answer, we’ll take his prey for another day.”

Upon hearing Zeref's words, the male Fire Phoenix hurriedly led his companions back to the Holy Capital.

Klein led the archers to bring back the prey, and the tribesmen were very happy to have picked up dozens of prey for free.

Laxus grinned, delighted, upon seeing the prey Klein and his crew had brought back. "This prey came way too easily."

"As long as we keep intercepting him for a few days, the Fire Phoenix Clan Head will definitely not be able to resist making a move," Klein calmly analyzed.

Ophelia nodded. "That's good."

"Now it depends on what the Fire Phoenix Clan Head thinks, whether he is willing to sacrifice the future of the Fire Phoenix Clan for the sake of a mere Brada."

Zeref's expression was grim. "That's hard to say."

Based on his many years of contact with the Fire Phoenix Clan Head, the other party doesn't seem like someone who would act impulsively.

But after all, it was his only son who died, the future head of the Fire Phoenix Clan. Perhaps he would make a desperate, all-or-nothing decision.

Holy Capital, the Fire Phoenix Family Residence.

The Fire Phoenix Clan Head angrily threw down the jade chopsticks in his hand as he looked at his injured clansmen returning.

"Damn Zeref and Ophelia, have they declared war on us?"

The male Fire Phoenix lowered his head. "Master, Zeref said this is just the beginning. I'm afraid he'll continue to steal our prey."

The Fire Phoenix Clan Head's face was grim. "How many prey are left in the manor?"

"There are less than two days' worth of prey left. In order to keep the prey fresh, the manor will not keep too many."

The Fire Phoenix Clan Head angrily slammed his palm on the wooden table, splitting it in two.

"Patriarch, shouldn't we go and demand an explanation from Patriarch Yilong?"

“We’ve lost all leverage over them. Judging from Zeref’s aggressive approach, he’s probably already suppressed the Pterodactyl family head.”

"Even if we go to him, it won't make a difference."

Now that Cohen has been rescued, Zeref and Ophelia have no more scruples.

The male Fire Phoenix was somewhat unwilling. "Patriarch, are we destined to only passively take the beating?"

"Wait a little longer." Once his bow and arrows are made, Ophelia's lowly males will be no match for them.