The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 125: Love-Struck

As the ritual ceremony concluded, Luna Sutton felt relieved and quickly stepped down.

The beastmen and females present stood up, no longer kneeling.

Lyle Sutton strode up to the high platform, his gaze sweeping over the beastmen and females below, his voice booming like thunder: "Starting today, all the females in the tribe should work hard these two days to weave as many baskets and rattan boxes as possible for carrying and storing salt. This task will be arranged by Cynthia, and the more, the better."

Luna Sutton was about to sneak back to sleep when she was suddenly named, causing her to stop in her tracks, feeling helpless.

Just as she was about to refuse, she caught a glimpse of Mia’s indignant expression.

The refusal that was about to slip out was swallowed back down.

She looked at Lyle Sutton with a smile and said, "Don’t worry, Father, I will complete the task and organize the tribe’s females to weave more baskets and rattan boxes."

Though impatient with the task, annoying Mia was a bonus.

Moreover, it could boost her authority in the tribe.

Mia’s face was gloomy, her fist clenched tightly, her nails almost digging into her palm.

She stared intently at Luna Sutton, a hint of malice flashing in her eyes: "Why is it her again? She’s just an ugly freak, why should we listen to her arrangements?" 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Lyle Sutton, seemingly oblivious to Mia’s expression, nodded with satisfaction: "Good, Cynthia, this task is entrusted to you, don’t worry, Father knows you can handle it."

Luna Sutton nodded with a smile, secretly pleased: Mia’s frustrated expression truly lifted her mood.

The suffocating feeling in her heart vanished instantly.

Lyle Sutton’s gaze shifted to Corbin Crowley, and he commanded in a deep voice: "Corbin, you are in charge of leading the tribe’s beastmen to the base of the cliff. All salt drying and transporting is for you to organize. Remember, act with utmost caution, The Salt Lake is the tribe’s hope, there must be no slip-ups."

Corbin Crowley’s expression was stern, a sharp glint in his silver eyes: "Don’t worry, Leader, I’ll make sure everything is foolproof."

He paused, his gaze fleetingly glancing at Luna Sutton, his tone subtly deepened, "Do you need her to come along?"

Lyle Sutton was about to answer.

Luna Sutton quickly stood up, waving her hand: "Father, I don’t need to go; there’s already a drying salt platform at the bottom of the cliff, and Corbin and the others know how to do it. I also need to arrange the weaving of baskets and rattan boxes, so I’m afraid I can’t spare the time."

Tonight, after sleeping Rhys Blackwood, she’ll receive the system reward "Ancient Pottery Guide"

No point in going to the cliff base. The five beast husbands will all be there, and considering Corbin Crowley’s jealousy, she definitely doesn’t want to get involved in another chaotic scene.

Being pretty and alone is much better, and she can focus on researching pottery.

Lyle Sutton hearing this, laughed heartily: "Good, truly my daughter, understanding priorities. Then you stay in the tribe, and arrange for the females to weave as much as possible. As for The Salt Lake, leave it to Corbin and his team."

Luna Sutton responded obediently, but was already planning to go back to the cave to catch up on sleep.

Last night she was tormented by Corbin Crowley, and today she was occupied with the priest’s rituals all morning; now, she simply wants to lie down.

Once Lyle Sutton left, she immediately snuck back to the cave, grabbing some random food to fill her stomach, then fell asleep.

The weaving task and the promise to cook delicious food for three consecutive days were all thrown to the winds.

Not long after, Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, Kian Sterling, Zeke Veridian, Malachi Arcanus all came to Luna Sutton’s cave, ready to scrounge a meal.

However, upon entering, they saw her sprawled on the stone bed.

The blanket made of beast skins was draped over her stomach, her snow-white arms and legs exposed.

Sleeping very soundly.

She even started snoring softly.

Corbin Crowley: "..."

Rhys Blackwood: "..."

Kian Sterling: "..."

Zeke Veridian: "..."

Malachi Arcanus: "..."

The five exchanged glances, their mouths twitching in sync.

Corbin Crowley frowned, recalling last night’s "battle," and his lips twitched: "Seems exhausted from last night."

Rhys Blackwood’s face remained cold, but his gaze involuntarily landed on the peacefully sleeping face, feeling inexplicably displeased.

In such a state, would she have the energy to wrestle with him at night?

He was deeply skeptical.

Kian Sterling smiled at Corbin Crowley, his tone was subtly profound: "Looks like someone wasn’t gentle enough last night, see how tired Cynthia is ~"

Corbin Crowley’s face darkened, understanding that Kian Sterling was referring to him. He glared back with silver eyes, clearly annoyed.

Kian Sterling shrugged nonchalantly, not caring, his lips curled into a smile.

But his gaze fell on Luna Sutton’s peaceful face, his fox-like eyes slightly narrowed, deep with meaning.

Not knowing what he was thinking.

Zeke Veridian glanced with a blank face, sharp-tongued: "Sleeping like a dead pig, and doesn’t know to get up and cook."

He wasn’t unaware of last night’s events; he simply didn’t care. All he cared about now was whether there was anything tasty to eat.

If anyone has a cold nature, it would be him.

He wanted to pull Luna Sutton up to cook.

Malachi Arcanus frowned slightly, instantly reaching out to stop him, with a complex look in his eyes: "Forget it, let her sleep."

He naturally heard about last night, and to say he wasn’t surprised would be a lie.

Seeing Luna Sutton so tired now, he knew just how intensely Corbin Crowley had tormented her last night.

He couldn’t bear to wake her.

Corbin Crowley caught a glimpse of Zeke Veridian’s movements, his cold eyes instantly fixed on him, his tone carrying a warning: "Don’t bother her."

Zeke Veridian scoffed, withdrawing his hand but displeased, saying: "She promised to make something delicious today, yet she sleeps like a pig. What is this?"

Rhys Blackwood spoke lightly: "She was indeed worn out last night; let her rest a bit more."

Kian Sterling chimed in with a sly smile: "Yes, someone was quite ’intense’ last night. Cynthia is still young; she can’t handle such tumult."

Corbin Crowley’s face darkened, a hint of displeasure flashing in his silver eyes: "Shut up."

Luna Sutton, half-asleep, seemed to hear someone speaking nearby; she turned over, mumbling: "Don’t bother me... let me sleep a little longer..."

The five Beast Husbands: "..."

Corbin Crowley looked at her defenseless sleeping face, feeling an unexpected softness in his heart. Turning, he said to the other four: "Alright, scatter, don’t disturb her sleep."

With that, he quietly walked to the bedside, carefully tucking in the fur, covering the exposed arms and legs.

The movement was so gentle that even he didn’t notice.

When Rhys Blackwood, Kian Sterling, Zeke Veridian, and Malachi Arcanus saw this scene, their shock was no less than seeing the sun rising from the west.

Corbin Crowley, the usually cold and domineering Silver-moon Grey Wolf, whose gaze always carried ice, actually tucked Luna Sutton in so tenderly?

This was even more absurd than a three-year drought in the Beastman world.

Rhys Blackwood: "???"

Kian Sterling’s fox-like eyes slightly narrowed, smiling with deep meaning.

He wanted to say something but feared waking Luna Sutton. He swallowed his words.

Zeke Veridian didn’t care about all this; his sharp tongue was relentless: "Ha, indeed a ’love-struck fool,’ so earnest in tucking her in, should he sing her a lullaby too?"

Malachi Arcanus twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking: Not only love-struck, there’s even a hint of being overly devoted!

It was hard to imagine Corbin Crowley doing such a thing.

Corbin Crowley hesitated in movement, his silver eyes coldly sweeping towards Zeke Veridian, though he didn’t speak.

But his gaze was full of danger, carrying a strong warning.

Instantly, Zeke Veridian was silent, saying nothing more, thinking there was nothing delicious, he didn’t stay and turned to leave.

Kian Sterling and Malachi Arcanus, looking complex, also followed and left.

Rhys Blackwood looked deeply at Corbin Crowley, leaving a remark before turning to leave: "Don’t forget, it’s my turn tonight."

Corbin Crowley: "..."

Watching the four leave, he looked down at the sleeping Luna Sutton, with a slight upward curve at the corner of his mouth.

He gently pinched her cheek, laughed softly, with a tenderness never seen before.

As he caught sight of the pile of snake skin by the bed, his eyes instantly became dark.

His hand used subtle force, and in a blink, the pile of snake skin glowed faintly and turned to dust.

He didn’t linger, seeing she was sleeping soundly, he quietly got up and left.

He even closed the door.

Luna Sutton slept sweetly, completely unaware of what she missed.

She slept until dusk; waking up feeling refreshed.

She stretched lazily, then remembered the snake skin that Rhys Blackwood gave her.

She reached out beside the bed, searching for a long time, only to find nothing.

She suddenly sat up, rubbed her eyes, and looked carefully, the bedside was empty; not even a trace of snake skin, not even a snake hair.

"Where’s my snake skin? I had a whole pile of snake skin!"

Luna Sutton looked befuddled, wondering if she had slept foolishly, or if her memory was wrong.

She distinctly remembered Rhys Blackwood gave her a pile of snake skin and even asked her to make clothes, but how did it disappear after a nap?

"Could it be someone stole it while I slept?"

She frowned, her first suspect being Mia.