Free Web NovelChapter 549: Chapter 402: Du Huo’s Plan
The Flying Eagle Tribe Leader mulled it over for a moment, then nodded. "She looks quite clean, and her figure isn’t bad. That little face... OWW!!!"
Before he could finish, a sharp pain shot through the back of his head. The Flying Eagle Tribe Leader whipped his head around angrily, only to see his mate standing there with a dark expression, a thick wooden club in her hand.
"So, she’s really that good-looking, is she?"
Her voice sounded as if it were forced through gritted teeth, heavy with strain.
The Flying Eagle Tribe Leader shuddered. "Haha... haha... um, I haven’t even seen her. The tribesmen were asking, so I was just bragging a bit. Don’t believe a word I say."
Seeing her mate sweating, his face a picture of guilt, the female sneered and swung the club at him. "Believe you? My ass! We’re all beastmen, and you’re thinking of finding another mate?
Feeling bold now that your wings are strong, are we?"
The Flying Eagle Tribe Leader let out a great ’OWW!’ and turned to call out to his witch, "Witch, I’m outta here!"
With that, he flapped his wings and fled, retorting as he went, "My wings are very hard. Everything’s hard, as you well know."
The Flying Eagle Witch, who had just been about to mediate, felt his mouth twitch violently when he heard that.
’Forget it. Since the brat is so ’hard,’ what’s there for me to worry about?’
With that thought, he gave the Flying Eagle Tribe Leader a ’you’re-on-your-own’ look and leisurely departed.
That heartless retreating figure nearly broke the Flying Eagle Tribe Leader’s heart.
That evening at dinner, a bruised and swollen Flying Eagle Tribe Leader came whimpering into the witch’s cave.
"Witch, about what we heard at the cave entrance today... do you think it’s true?"
The Flying Eagle Witch glanced at the other man, who seemed to have swollen up a full size, and felt a touch of schadenfreude, though he didn’t let it show. "Those Scorpion Tribe beastmen lived in the Snow Tiger Tribe before the great rainy season. We don’t know what their relationship with the Snow Tiger Tribe is like.
But what that beastman said just now about ’snitching’... that I can’t ignore."
"Snitching..."
The Flying Eagle Tribe Leader murmured, "If that’s the case, it means they snuck in here on their own."
The Flying Eagle Witch sneered. "We’ll find out if it’s true or not when we deliver them to the Snow Tiger Tribe."
With that, he looked at the Flying Eagle Tribe Leader sitting across from him. "You’ve swollen up a full size. You can just stay and watch over the tribe."
The Flying Eagle Tribe Leader: "..."
’Don’t think I can’t tell you’re making fun of me.’
The Flying Eagle Witch chuckled internally. ’So what if I am? What are you going to do about it?’
’Come and hit me!’
The next day, after another meal of wild vegetable balls, the Scorpion Tribe beastmen finally saw a glimmer of hope.
"Get out. We’re leaving for the Snow Tiger Tribe today."
The Beastman Warrior on guard duty said, tossing a large leaf-wrapped bundle to them. "This is your food."
The Angry Beast got up and opened the bundle. Inside were a few dry, hard wild vegetable balls, clearly leftovers from yesterday.
"How about giving us some fresh food for a change? Your food supply must be plentiful right now."
The guard looked at the messy-haired beastman and snorted. "Wouldn’t dare."
With that, he turned and walked away.
The Angry Beast: "..."
’You win...’
A short while later, a squad of Flying Eagle Tribe beastmen soared through the skies above the Polar Forest. If you looked closely, you could see they were carrying several Beastman Warriors in their talons, whose tears streamed in the wind.
"Hey, can’t you be a little gentler? You’re breaking my skin!"
The Angry Beast rattled on, but the Flying Eagle Tribe Beastman Warrior above him heard nothing.
’Mmm... The wind’s too loud. Can’t hear a thing.’
The teary-eyed Angry Beast looked miserably at the eagle talons clamped onto his rear end and felt that a beastman’s life was just too hard.
Besides, the talons of these Flying Eagle Tribe beastmen were so long. If one of them were to stretch out accidentally... he couldn’t help but clench his buttcheeks. The consequences were too ’beautiful’ to contemplate; he refused to even imagine it.
Meanwhile, in the Snow Tiger Tribe, Wu Yue had served cured meat to several of the tribe’s bigwigs a few days prior, and its reputation had spread like wildfire.
The females of the tribe flocked to her, asking to be taught how to make cured meat.
"The weather is still too hot right now, so it’s not suitable for curing meat. Besides, the Storage Cave is so small, we can’t fit much in there. When the weather is right, I’ll teach everyone together."
Though the tribe members were a little disappointed, their spirits lifted when they learned they would be able to make it once the weather was suitable.
Because Wu Yue had mentioned the things needed to prepare the cured meat, the brick and tile kiln became a hive of activity once again.
"Lord Wuyue, do you think these large vats will be enough?"
Chang Ye led the slaves to Wu Yue’s courtyard, carrying more than a dozen large vats.
