The Absolute Beast Husband, I gave birth to an entire family tree

Michelle washed the meat herself and put it on the chopping board to cut into thin slices.

She thought that the meat she cut last time was pretty good, so she dared to challenge the more difficult thin slices of meat this time.

The meat is soft and very difficult to control.

In addition, she was not good at cooking, and her control over the knife was average, so not surprisingly, every piece of meat was cut into uneven thicknesses.

In order to show her attentiveness, Michelle strived to make every piece the thinnest, so she also discarded a lot of defective products and left them for others to eat.

Although he was careful, he still made a mistake, and the blade cut directly into her delicate finger.

"Clan Chief, Patriarch, you should go and rest. Let me do this."

The knife in Michelle's hand was taken by the slave male who was always standing by, and then he carefully helped Michelle treat the wound.

The wound was not small, Michelle grinned in pain, and tears welled up in her eyes.

The danger is really dangerous, and the pain is really painful.

"Okay then, help me cut these all into the same pieces of meat."

Michelle gave the job of cutting the meat to the slave male. The slave male did the job very well, and the meat slices were even and beautiful.

One slave male had cleverly ran outside the conference hall.

In the conference hall, Laxus was discussing matters with the elders of the clan.

"I think the food in the slave camps should be increased. They need to fight and should get more food."

When Laxus faced several elders alone, he seemed to be a completely different person. He was no longer as obedient as he was in front of Michelle, and the oppressive feeling became more intense.

"Slaves are slaves. Why are you so full? Do you want to rebel?"

One of the younger elders refused without thinking.

Several other elders also agreed, feeling that there was no need for slaves to eat too much.

"The food of the slaves in the tribe does not need to be increased, it can remain as usual."

"But the slaves who are guarding the territory must eat more. If they are not full, how can they have the strength to guard the territory and protect the territory. They are defending the territory of the Pterodactyl Clan with their lives. Is it wrong to let them eat enough?"

""It turns out that they were defeated because they didn't have enough to eat and had no strength, and thus also lost the territory of the Pterodactyl Clan. Is this responsibility the elders bear? "

Laxus explained his reasons so clearly that no one could find anything wrong.

However, these elders still felt that there was no need to increase the food of the slaves. The humble slaves did not deserve to be fed.

In their eyes, slaves deserve nothing but the dirtiest and most tiring work.

This is their deeply ingrained thinking.

The two sides are in a stalemate.

Laxus' face was livid, and several elders were also dissatisfied.

Laxus refused to back down, and several elders also insisted on not backing down.

At this time, a slave male stood not far away, looking at Laxus anxiously.

There were too many elders in the meeting hall, and he, a slave, was not qualified to enter.

Laxus noticed the figure at the door and knew that the slave often followed Michelle to serve him. He came here to look for him. Could it be that something happened to the clan leader?
Laxus walked to the door, and the slave male immediately told him about Michelle's injury. Laxus left immediately without saying hello.

The elders were already dissatisfied with Laxus, but now that Laxus left without even saying hello, they had a lot of objections to him in their hearts. "He was just a slave, and he left just like that? He didn't take us elders seriously at all."

"Yes, I think the patriarch is the same. How can he hand over so many rights to a slave and not care about anything else? Let a slave come and yell at us."

"Hmph, forget it if it's someone else, just a slave. I'm afraid that when the news spreads and other tribes know about it, they don't know how to laugh at us, saying that there are so many elders in our entire tribe, but we let a slave preach ”

Without Laxus, several clan leaders began to express their dissatisfaction and grievances.

"I think it's definitely not possible to continue like this. What right do we elders have to speak out in the tribe? Let's just let Laxus take charge."

"But the blue-level slave camp in Laxus' hands is a problem. That group of slaves is not easy to solve."

"That's right, it would be easy to handle if these blue-level slaves were ours, but they only listen to the orders of the clan leader. You think this is irritating or not, we elders have no real power at all in the tribe."

Elders, you look at me and I look at you. In fact, everyone understands how Michelle became the leader of the clan in the first place.

It's because these blue-level slaves only obey Michelle's orders. Otherwise, for a weak little female like her, they would never agree to her becoming the leader of the clan.

The leader of the clan should be a brave and powerful male.

Only when such a male becomes the leader of the clan is he most likely to make the clan prosper.

"To put it bluntly, Laxus still has too much power, and the clan leader favors him. As long as we make the clan leader no longer value him, or even get tired of him, then we can still take the blue-level slaves from his hands. Take the battalion back."

"Yes, as long as there is no clan leader to protect him, he will not be able to make any waves in the tribe."

"Then what should we do?"

"Isn't this simple? What the patriarch likes about him is that he is good-looking and can serve others."

"Let's also find a few males like this and share his favor to see how arrogant he can be."

Several elders nodded, thinking this was a feasible approach.

Laxus hurried to the stone house, where Michelle was still preparing side dishes.

"Laxus? Aren't you busy? Why are you back?"

Michelle was washing vegetables at this time, and all knife-related procedures were left to the slave.

"Clan leader, are you injured?"

Laxus walked in directly, grabbed Michelle's hand and examined it, and found a large wound wrapped with herbs.

"Why is it so seriously injured?" Laxus was a little angry. He looked coldly at the slave males waiting on the side.

"I'm fine. I don't blame them. I had to do it myself, and I don't do it anymore. They are chopping vegetables."

Michelle stopped Laxus and gave some gentle words of advice.

Laxus seemed to have it all, but secretly he had already thought of how to punish these male slaves.

Letting their masters get hurt shows their incompetence as slaves.

"Patriarch, you can leave it to them to do whatever you want. These menial tasks will hurt your body. You have a noble status and are really not suitable to do such a thing."

Michelle felt a little excited. Laxus was caring about her. Did her teasing work?
Victory is at hand.

"Wouldn't it be better to show my feelings if I prepare it myself..." Michelle winked cutely. (End of chapter)