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

Chapter 223 Grilled oysters taste better with garlic
Chuck felt much better after eating and drinking his fill, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm going to meet that little female you mentioned tomorrow."

The elder looked somewhat troubled. "Ophelia said she would come tomorrow during the day, which might not be convenient."

Having spent a lot of time with Chuck, the Grand Elder also knew about his weakness of being afraid of light.

Even knowing that the other person was photophobic, he was helpless, since she always came at night, said a few words, and then left.

He couldn't find an opportunity to make a move, and besides, his son was still in the other party's hands, so he dared not act rashly.

"Her partner is in your hands; you can decide when she comes and when he comes."

"idiot."

Chuck made no attempt to hide his disdain for the Elder. If Klein hadn't refused to cooperate with him, why would he have chosen such a stupid male as the Elder?

“Lord Chuck is right, then I’ll have her come tonight.”

"Alright, I'm going back." Chuck waved his hand and strolled out of the Tiger Clan tribe.

On the other side, Ophelia was having trouble sleeping.

"Princess, are you worried about Klein?"

Ophelia couldn't sleep, and naturally, neither could Taylor and Zeref.

Ophelia shook her head. "I'm still a little worried about the Night Clan."

Although she guessed that the Night Clan members were somewhat similar to the vampires on TV.

But this was just her guess, and since it hadn't been confirmed, she was still a little uneasy.

"If that's what you're worried about, then just capture a puppet."

"puppet?"

"Yes, the puppets also have the habits of the Dark Night Clan. We can use these puppets to study the weaknesses of the Dark Night Clan."

“That’s a good idea,” Ophelia nodded.

“The males of the Night Clan are nocturnal and live by drinking blood, so we can use this method to lure the puppet out,” Taylor analyzed, stroking his chin.

"Well, leave this to me and Jiu Ying. The sun hasn't risen yet, so we should be able to lure the puppet out."

Ophelia was a little worried. "Okay, be careful. Your safety is the most important thing. It's okay if we can't catch them."

"Okay, I understand. Go to sleep now." Zeref patted Ophelia's head, his eyes filled with a doting smile.

Ophelia fell into a deep sleep, and the two males looked at her sleepy eyes, their eyes filled with unconcealed worry and heartache.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Zeref and Jiu Ying headed to the White Tiger Clan.

On their way to the White Tiger Clan, Jiu Ying caught two wild deer.

So the two of them transformed into pterosaurs, each grabbing a wild deer and releasing its blood over the tiger tribe's territory.

Blood was sprayed on the ground, and several whimpering sounds could be heard, but nothing came out.

Zeref frowned, looking at the rising sun with some anxiety.

He gritted his teeth, his sharp nails slicing through his arm, golden blood flowing from his veins and dripping onto the ground.

Pterosaur blood is a highly nourishing substance, and sure enough, the puppet's restlessness intensified.

After waiting for about five minutes, one of the puppets finally couldn't resist running out of the stone house as dawn broke.

His eyes were bloodshot as he scooped up handfuls of dirt and stuffed them into his mouth, making sounds of enjoyment.

Just then, a black pterosaur descended from the sky, swooped down, and grabbed the puppet.

The commotion alerted the Tiger Clan, and the elders led the males in pursuit.

Seeing that the black pterosaur was about to leave with the puppet, some males became anxious and wanted to chase after it, but were stopped by the elder.

The male was somewhat puzzled, "Isn't the Grand Elder going to chase after them?" The Grand Elder remained silent for a moment, watching the two pterosaurs leave with the puppet.

"No need, you can't catch up anyway. It's just a puppet, Chuck shouldn't care."

He vaguely guessed what Ophelia wanted to do, but because of his own selfish motives, he did not stop her.

Zeref led the puppet back to the cliff cave, and Ophelia immediately became anxious when she saw the wound on his arm.

"Did the Grand Elder and the others hurt you?"

"No, I'm fine." Zeref casually wiped the wound on his arm with a piece of animal skin cloth.

The wound isn't deep, but because he didn't stop the bleeding earlier, it's still oozing blood.

Seeing that his young master had sacrificed so much but was unwilling to say it, Jiu Ying quickly said, "The blood of ordinary prey cannot attract the puppet. It was only by giving his own blood that the puppet was lured out."

"He didn't stop the bleeding so that there would be enough blood to attract the puppet."

Upon hearing Jiu Ying's words, Ophelia's eyes welled up with tears. "Zereff, how could you be so foolish?"

"It doesn't matter if we don't capture this puppet. Why do you have to hurt yourself for it?"

"It's alright. I wanted to study the weaknesses of the Night Clan myself, not just for you," Zeref said with a reassuring smile to Ophelia.

Ophelia looked at his pale lips and glared at him. "Fool."

She knew, of course, that the other person was trying to ease her psychological burden.

"You are not allowed to do such a thing again."

Because the cave was quite dark, the puppet did not fall asleep; it bared its teeth and taunted Ophelia and the others.

But because Ophelia and the others were standing in the sunlight, he dared not approach them.

Taylor: "It seems they really are afraid of light."

"Well, now we'll see if they're afraid of garlic." Ophelia took out a few cloves of garlic from the farm space and threw them at the puppet.

The garlic cloves hit the puppet, releasing white smoke and causing it to scream in pain.

"They're actually afraid of this stuff. It's just an ordinary fruit, isn't it?" Taylor was surprised.

He picked up a clove of garlic, smelled it, and then put it in his mouth and took a bite. Immediately afterwards, the words he spoke were filled with the smell of garlic.

Ophelia's face showed a rare look of disgust. "It stinks." She herself didn't like eating garlic.

Seeing Ophelia like this, Taylor could only weakly move away from her.

Zeref secretly raised his lips. Luckily, he was too slow to try it, otherwise Ophelia would dislike him now.

"Next up is the incandescent bulb." Ophelia specifically bought a rechargeable incandescent bulb.

The incandescent light bulbs illuminated the puppet, causing it to scatter in all directions. However, the incandescent light bulbs covered a large area of ​​the classroom, so there was light no matter where the puppet hid.

More and more white smoke rose from the puppet's body, and then it turned into ashes.

"It's done." Zeref's face lit up with joy.

"They're actually afraid of this thing." He had never seen anything like it before; it looked so strange that it could emit light.

If he also possessed such a thing, he would never have to fear the Dark Clan again.

“Yes. But this lamp can’t be shown to outsiders,” Ophelia explained, having seen through Zeref’s thoughts.

Zeref looked somewhat disappointed, but seeing the garlic on the ground cheered him up a little.

"I understand. Let's plant some of this garlic when we get back to the capital."

"Of course, this garlic can not only be used to deal with the Night Clan, but it can also be used to cook. It tastes pretty good." She doesn't like garlic, but only raw garlic; cooked garlic is fine with her.

She especially loves the minced garlic in the grilled oysters.

"Alright, enough of that. Let's go into the forest and look for iron ore."