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

Chapter 228: Making Wendy Ah Le's fiancée?

The elder waved his hand, and someone brought Wendy up.

"Mother." Upon being brought up and seeing Ophelia on the other side, she felt wronged and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Now that we've seen the person, can you hand over the items?"

“Mother, don’t hand over the things. They have no intention of letting us go.”

"Don't talk nonsense. As long as your mother hands over the things, we will release you," the elder hurriedly said, fearing that Ophelia might change her mind.

Wendy pouted. "That's what you really think."

The elder choked, but he still forced himself to continue. "If you want to save your daughter, hand over everything now."

“If you don’t hand over the things tonight, your daughter will become a puppet.”

Ophelia agreed. "I can agree, but I left in a hurry today and didn't bring anything with me."

"Why don't we wait until tomorrow, and then I'll collect everything and hand it over?"

The elder looked at Chuck, who was wrapped in black animal hide, and Chuck deftly removed the hat from his head.

"Ophelia, don't try anything funny. You have to hand over the stuff tonight."

Seeing that there was no room for negotiation, Ophelia had no choice but to agree. "Okay, I'll hand it over now, but I need some time to prepare."

“I’m giving you time right here. If you don’t hand over the things before dawn, your beautiful daughter will become a puppet.”

"Yes, any later and she would have turned into a monster."

Upon hearing Chuck's words, Zeref's expression immediately changed. "You dare. You dare lay a hand on my daughter? I'll make sure you die a horrible death."

Zelev's eyes were bloodshot.

But the Grand Elder was not afraid of him at all.

He now has the Dark Clan standing behind him, and Zeref's daughter is in his hands. Even if he wants to do something, he has to consider whether he can bear the consequences first.

“Instead of threatening me here, Young Master Zeref, you should hurry back and hand over everything. That way you can rescue your daughter as soon as possible. Don’t you think that makes sense?” The First Elder raised his eyebrows arrogantly.

Seeing that the other party was fearless, Ophelia said in a deep voice, "Taylor, Klein went back to the Holy Capital and took everything with him."

“Ophelia,” Klein said anxiously.

If they hand over everything, they will be completely out of options to deal with the Dark Night Clan, and the consequences could be dire.

"Go!"

Taylor patted Klein on the shoulder. "Listen to the princess."

“Wait a minute, to prevent you from doing anything underhanded, I’ll go with you.” The elder stepped forward. He wasn’t originally required to go, but he made this extra request to annoy Zeref.

Zeref gritted his teeth. "Okay."

He was furious and, to avoid further trouble, did not return to the Holy Capital with them. Instead, he sent Tyler Klein with the Grand Elder back to the Holy Capital to confiscate the garlic and incandescent lamps.

Two hours later, Taylor, Klein, and the Grand Elder returned to the outskirts of the city with all the garlic and incandescent bulbs.

"Is this all?" Chuck glanced at the animal skin bag at his feet.

“That’s all.” Klein said angrily.

“Now you can give my daughter back,” Ophelia called out.

"of course can."

But no sooner had those words been spoken than the Dark Night Clan Chieftain and Wendy disappeared into the night.

Ophelia was anxious to retrieve the incandescent light bulb from the farm space, but in the blink of an eye, the two of them had vanished.

To avoid being exposed, she could only suppress her urges and keep her eyes fixed on the direction where they disappeared.

"You clearly promised to release Wendy after handing over the items, so why aren't you releasing her now?" Taylor clenched his fists angrily.

The elder remained noncommittal. "I said I would release him, but I didn't say I'd release him now." "You!" Taylor was so angry she wanted to punch him.

"Think carefully before you make a move; Wendy is still in our hands."

Faced with the elder's threat, Taylor and the others were furious, but because they were afraid of harming the elder, they could only watch helplessly as he left with the garlic and the incandescent light bulb.

"Princess, what should we do now?" Taylor asked anxiously, sweating profusely.

Ophelia frowned. "I don't know either."

This Dark Night Clan is different from the people of other tribes. They are shrouded in black mist and move in an unpredictable manner. Arrows and crossbows cannot harm them at all.

Moreover, the darkness provides them with the best camouflage; if they were to attack rashly, they might endanger other members of their tribe.

“Let’s go back first and then discuss our strategy,” Klein suggested.

On the other side, deep in the forest, in a cave.

The Grand Elder looked at the Dark Night Clan Chief with some confusion. "Chief, why not take advantage of the situation tonight and capture Ophelia and the others?"

The Dark Night Clan Chieftain scoffed, "Fool, are you so sure they don't have rotten fruit or anything that glows?"

The elder was stunned. "I personally went with them to collect them from the homes of each clan member. There shouldn't be any omissions."

"Should?" The Dark Night Clan Chief raised an eyebrow, his eyes slightly stern.

Such dangerous and powerful weapons must all be destroyed; leaving even one alive would be a fatal blow to them.

"Chuck, you watch him destroy all of these things, leave not a single one."

Chuck nodded, then looked at Wendy, who was bound on the ground. "Chief, what should we do with this little female?"

"Take him back to the tribe first, so he can keep Ah Le company."

"But Ah Le, no..." Chuck hadn't finished speaking when he was glared at by the Dark Night Clan Chief.

Ah Le, the son of the Dark Night Clan chief, is still alive and well due to his weak constitution.

In order to hatch him as soon as possible, they eagerly seized the White Tiger Clan's mine.

The White Tiger Clan's original mines have been almost completely developed, and they haven't found a single green crystal in a month.

As for that good-for-nothing elder, he still hasn't found a new mine.

Wendy secretly listened to Chuck's inner thoughts and rolled her eyes. She thought of a way to save herself.

Chuck led the elder outside to burn the rotten fruit and the incandescent bulb.

Looking at the rotten fruits being thrown into the fire and the head-sized incandescent light bulbs, the elder's eyes were dark and deep.

If he had these things, could he save his son?

Chuck saw through his thoughts and coldly warned him, "I advise you not to get any funny ideas, or the next time you'll see your son won't be your son, but a puppet."

"You won't need to lock him up then, you can just keep him by your side and make him regret his little schemes."

Upon hearing Chuck's words, the Grand Elder's face immediately turned pale.

"No, please don't. Lord Chuck, I won't do it again. I'll behave from now on, please don't harm my son."

Chuck crossed his arms and remained silent, leaning against a tree trunk as he watched the things burning in the distance.

On the other side, Wendy wobbled to her feet and quietly moved toward the cave entrance.

But her little action had already been seen by the Dark Clan Chief, who picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at Wendy's knee.

Wendy immediately fell to the ground, her head hitting a rock, and blood gushed out instantly.

Upon smelling the blood, the Dark Night Clan Chief's bluish-purple veins immediately bulged.

He slowly walked toward Wendy, who was lying unconscious on the ground.