Chapter 92: I can’t finish eating it.

Zeref returned to the City of Beasts and sat quietly in his room alone.

Ophelia's angry expression kept replaying in his mind. Her eyes were filled with disappointment and anger, making his heart feel as if it was being grabbed by an invisible hand.

After a long moment, he gently tapped the table, and the beast servant appeared in the room. "Master, you came to me. What do you want me to do?"

"Go to the Holy City and get some linen and clothes. The best ones, for little females."

The beast servant was a little confused, but he also knew that he was not qualified to ask questions.

"Yes, sir. I'll do it right away."

After the beast servant left, Maya walked in from outside with a look of curiosity on her face.

"Master, why do you suddenly want to get some linen? Don't you have enough clothes to wear?"

Zeref was silent and did not answer immediately.

He looked down at the table, as if thinking about something.

After a long pause, he said hesitantly, "Maya, do you... do you know how to make a little female happy?"

Maya was stunned for a moment, then understood. "So the young master has upset Ophelia, the little female."

"Then why is she angry?"

Zeref's face was calm as he told Maya what happened today.

After saying this, he once again remembered Ophelia's cold response to ask him to leave, and her cold eyes.

"I see. The little female is angry because she discovered the young master's concealment, and your concealment is likely to put her in danger."

"As long as I'm here, she will never be in danger." Hearing Maya's words, Zeref frowned slightly.

Maya shook her head. Her young master was decisive and ruthless in major matters, but he didn't know how to handle these minor matters.

Or maybe it's because of his identity that he doesn't need to deal with these details.

"Master, you can protect her today, and you can protect her tomorrow, but what about the future?"

"You can't stay by her side all the time. Besides, once you catch the person behind this, you will return to the Holy City. What will she do then?"

"Can you guarantee that you will catch all of them? What if one is missed? She is just a small female and has no ability to protect herself."

The young master's behavior undoubtedly tied Ophelia to a precarious boat, which was full of dangers.

"I didn't think much of it."

Maya sighed, "Master, what do you really think of Ophelia? Do you just like the food she cooks?"

Zeref remained silent.

"Then let me ask this another way. Master, do you really like Ophelia, or do you just think she's special and want to have some fun with her?"

He asked this because many males from noble families in the Holy City liked to play with the feelings of young females, and if they didn't form a group, they would end up being abandoned.

Zeref pursed his lips and didn't answer immediately.

He lowered his head and looked at the table, his mind constantly recalling every moment he spent with Ophelia.

She is gentle and considerate to males, but strange ideas always pop up in her head.

She doesn't rely entirely on males for everything, but she will occasionally act coquettishly towards her partner, always teasing the dragon beast until it blushes.

She was very lively, and every move she made attracted his heart.

"Master, feelings are not something you can play with."

For so long, Maya couldn't understand her master's behavior.

Although he said he liked her, he never took the initiative to get close to her and never did anything overly intimate.

Even though they say they don’t like it, they always like to go to Fuzu and give them some new things.

He was completely bewildered, not knowing where to direct his efforts. Zeref remained silent, not knowing why, but he enjoyed being with Ophelia, even being in the same space was fine.

He wanted to see her all the time.

The next morning, Ophelia prepared the meal and waited for everyone to arrive, but there was still no sign of Zeref.

Thinking of his concealment from yesterday, she waved her hand angrily. "Dinner!"

Ram and Sail did not leave yesterday, and now that the weather is hot, they won’t feel cold sleeping outside.

They often traveled back and forth for business and had long been accustomed to sleeping in the open air.

When they were almost done eating, Ram asked, "Ophelia, what are the requirements for joining the Fu tribe? How much prey do you have to hand over every year?"

Ophelia thought about it. The members of the Golden Dragon Clan had to hand over ten prey to the tribe every year, and the other tribes were about the same.

But the Fu tribe had just been established and it was a critical time to recruit talents, so the conditions could not be too harsh.

"It hasn't been finalized yet, but what is certain is that there will be no need to hand in prey for the first three years."

"No need? No need to sell the land?" Saier was a little surprised.

Considering that he rarely left the tribe to exchange things elsewhere, and that he had to hand over ten prey to the tribe every year, the Fu tribe had not collected any prey for three years.

Ram frowned, "How can you run the tribe without collecting prey?"

A tribe must always have "food reserves" to ensure the survival of its members in years of disaster.

Just as the Golden Dragon Clan had sufficient reserves of prey, this long rainy season did not cause much damage to the tribe.

On the other hand, the Snow Wolf Tribe had insufficient reserves, and many males starved to death during the rainy season. They had to exchange ten young females with others for medicine to treat illnesses.

“I’m doing farming.”

"The eggs you eat now are laid by the chickens I raise. Those chickens lay eggs every day. Chickens lay eggs and eggs make chickens. In the future, you can fill your stomach just by eating chicken."

Ophelia thought of fried chicken wings, fried chicken legs, and fried chicken fillets.

Ram looked at the egg in his hand. It was twice as big as the pheasant eggs he had found in the forest before.

If what Ophelia said was true, she really didn't need to rely on her tribesmen to hand over the prey.

"So these are the eggs laid by the chickens you raised. I was wondering why they were so big." Sail didn't think too much and just smiled innocently.

Samo scooped a large piece of scrambled eggs with green peppers into the bowl and said vaguely, "Eggs are nothing. She also has piglets and rabbits."

I don't know what's wrong with the piglets and rabbits, but they've grown a lot bigger in just ten days since he came.

"And pigs?"

Ram couldn't eat anymore, so he pulled Sail to go see the piglets.

Ophelia smiled at his eager look, wiped her hands and began to introduce him carefully.

Next to the pigpen, a five-square-meter chicken coop was built. The chickens were caught from the mountain (mature laying hens in the farm space).

Ophelia had Taylor trim the feathers inside the chickens' wings early on so they couldn't fly.

Moreover, they are fed every day and have no intention of escaping. They lay eggs obediently every day.

Next to the chicken coop is the rabbit pen. Considering that rabbits can dig holes, the floor of the rabbit pen is paved with bluestone slabs so that the rabbits cannot dig holes.

"This piglet is growing well. We can eat it in a few months. I wonder how it tastes?" Saier drooled as he looked at the pink and tender pig.

Taylor kept silent with a sullen face.

In fact, the prey eaten by the elderly males during this period were all pigs raised in the princess's space.

A batch of pigs can mature in five days, and there are sixty pigs in a batch, which is simply not enough to eat them all.

(End of this chapter)

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