The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day Chapter 402 - 309: Dragon Blood Ginseng

"It’s hung quite high, very conspicuous."

Mael Valerius stared at the sign on the city wall for a long ti before he couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Suddenly, he raised his hand with a wave.

"Crack!"

The wooden sign shattered into powder in an instant, softly falling down.

Though the noise wasn’t loud, it still alard the beastn patrolling the tribe.

Tonight, it happened to be Finn Arcanus’s turn to patrol with the beastn of the tribe; upon hearing the noise, he ca over almost imdiately with a torch in hand.

The sound of footsteps, pattering, was particularly clear in the silent night.

Mael Valerius’s expression shifted slightly, noticing soone approaching, but he didn’t care.

He propped himself up with one hand on the wall, flipping over and landing inside the city walls; the moonlight stretched his shadow long.

The patrol’s torches gradually ca closer; his figure flickered, hiding in the city wall’s shadow.

Finn Arcanus and the few patrolling beastn did not notice Mael Valerius in the shadow of the city wall.

They directly held up their torches and approached the gate where the noise had been, finding no one there.

Though they saw no one,

Finn Arcanus noticed that the sign that had been hanging on top of the city wall was gone, leaving behind only a pile of wood powder on the ground.

Finn Arcanus looked at the pile of wood powder on the ground, brow furrowed.

The leader had specially instructed that this sign be hung here and specially told him to keep a good watch over it.

If it were damaged by soone, the leader would definitely be angry.

Thinking this, Finn Arcanus imdiately felt a headache.

He quickly instructed the beastn beside him to hold up torches and look around to see if anyone had snuck in while they had the chance.

"Search around, see if there’s anyone."

"Yes."

Several beastn responded, holding up their torches and dispersing to search.

Finn Arcanus stayed in place, staring at that pile of wood powder thoughtfully, could it have been blown down by the wind?

He looked up at the sky; tonight the moon was bright, and the stars were few, there was no wind or rain, there was no way it would just fall down for no reason.

Even if blown down by the wind, the sign wouldn’t just shatter into powder, it had to be the work of a beastman.

Who could it be?

A sudden image of a beautifully devilish face flashed through Finn Arcanus’s mind, the dark gold eyes shining, making people dare not look directly.

Could it be that The Mad Dragon hadn’t left at all, and had always been hiding nearby?

Did he co over specifically to destroy the sign upon seeing it on the city wall tonight?

Other than him, Finn Arcanus couldn’t think of a second suspect.

At this mont, several beastn who had gone to search elsewhere also returned, shaking their heads, indicating they hadn’t found anyone suspicious.

"Master Finn, we found no one."

Hearing this, Finn Arcanus withdrew his thoughts, frowning as he looked at the wood powder on the ground: "Strengthen the guard, report tonight’s incident to the leader first thing tomorrow."

"Yes."

...

On the other side, Mael Valerius had already appeared near the newly constructed blue brick house.

He found that although these blue brick houses weren’t as grand as the Dragon Clan’s palace, they were still exquisitely beautiful.

He had amnesia and couldn’t rember anything about The Wolf Tribe, so of course, he didn’t recognize these blue brick houses.

Everything he saw seed strange and fresh, unfamiliar, and unnaable.

The blue brick houses were silent inside, without a hint of light or the presence of beastn.

It was clear that no one lived there.

Since she didn’t live here, where did she live?

While pondering this, his dark golden eyes scanned the area and noticed a row of huts not far away, low and extrely simple, like temporary accommodations put up haphazardly.

So of them faintly glowed with firelight inside.

Compared to the dark, quiet blue brick houses, that place was obviously more lively.

His gaze flickered slightly, silently slipping toward that side.

...

The night was as dark as ink, the silver moon half-covered by clouds.

Inside the largest hut, it was pitch black and silent, with only a beam of moonlight streaming in through the window, illuminating a corner.

Occasionally, the sound of bodies turning over could be heard inside.

Luna Sutton lay among several Beast Husbands, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

It wasn’t because her belly was gradually growing bigger, making it hard to sleep, but rather just because she had things on her mind.

Kian Sterling’s issue needed to be resolved quickly.

But she was at a loss as to how to solve it, it was causing her a major headache.

Kian Sterling wanted a lifeti, a pair of people, which was sothing she simply couldn’t give.

Unless Kian Sterling himself was willing to accept and compromise, otherwise...

This relationship might have to co to an abrupt end.

She couldn’t possibly give up Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, Zeke Veridian, Malachi Arcanus, and Soren Phoenix for Kian Sterling.

That would be unfair to them.

"Can’t sleep?"

Kian Sterling suddenly opened his eyes, looking at her furrowed brow in the moonlight.

Luna Sutton simply sat up, the beast skin blanket sliding from her shoulders, "Let’s talk outside."

Then she turned over and got up, walking out softly, fearing to wake the other beast husbands.