The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 405 - 311: Undercurrents

In the dead of night, the largest green brick-tiled house, on the large bed in the master bedroom.

Luna Sutton lay tossing restlessly, touching her belly.

The image of the Dragon Blood Ginseng kept flashing before her eyes. She carefully turned over and couldn’t help but ask the system, "System, the Dragon Blood Ginseng that appeared in the kitchen this morning, was it really Kian Sterling who found it?"

The system’s voice quickly echoed in her mind: "That was secretly delivered by Malachi Arcanus in the middle of the night, wanting to save it to nourish your body. After you fell asleep, Kian indeed went out, but it wasn’t to use the restroom, it was to find Malachi, only he couldn’t find him, as the person had already left by then."

"Malachi Arcanus?"

Luna Sutton frowned, suddenly recalling that last night she couldn’t sleep and secretly went with Kian to talk in the dense forest.

In the middle, Kian kept staring at a certain spot, which made her curious, asking him what was wrong.

Kian’s answer was: "A parrot flew by."

She didn’t think much of it at the time.

Thinking back now, it must have been Malachi Arcanus hiding in the dark, just not showing himself.

Her expression was complex, and she asked again with confusion, "Why did Kian lie?"

She really couldn’t understand.

It was one thing to do it in the dense forest last night, but why deceive everyone this morning by saying he found the Dragon Blood Ginseng?

The system’s voice carried a hint of hesitation: "Perhaps he doesn’t want you to have any further entanglements with Malachi."

Luna Sutton was silent.

The system continued, "Malachi indeed came to The Wolf Tribe last night, not only destroying the sign hanging on the city wall but also followed you all the way to the cabin, and later, seeing you leave with Kian, he quietly followed, hiding in the dark for quite a while. By the way, the beastmen intruding into Sky-mist Canyon recently in search of treasure have all been dealt with by him."

Hearing this, her expression grew increasingly complex, unable to describe her feelings, she asked sulkily, "When did he leave?"

"Not long after you and Kian returned to the cabin."

The system added, "But he hasn’t left Sky-mist Canyon, still lingering nearby, trying to approach you several times but not daring."

She sighed, touching her bloated abdomen, her heart in utter turmoil.

But then she thought of something, her expression turning icy cold, treating the other as air.

Her mind was dwelling on Malachi Arcanus secretly watching in the dark.

Suddenly, extremely light footsteps came from outside the window.

She immediately closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.

The wooden window was silently pushed open, Kian climbed in under the moonlight, carrying the chill of the night.

He quietly walked to the bed, bent over, and placed a kiss on her forehead.

A brief touch.

"Luna..."

He murmured, his slightly cool fingertips gently caressing her face.

Luna Sutton held her breath, feigning sleep.

She didn’t even know why she pretended to sleep, maybe wanting to see what Kian would do.

Or finding out Kian lied, her heart started to distrust him.

In any case, even she couldn’t quite understand.

Kian soon left, but not without closing the window for her.

She instantly opened her eyes, looking towards the window, her expression somewhat inexplicable.

Why did he kiss her and then leave stealthily without a word?

This behavior was really hard to fathom.

But she was too lazy to think deeply, assuming Kian had missed her at midnight, so he couldn’t help but sneak over to check on her.

She turned over and soon fell into a deep sleep, her breathing steady.

...

The night was ink-dark, the moonlight shrouded by clouds, all was silent.

Kian’s figure silently appeared deep within the dense forest, his ten tails slightly swaying in the dark, emitting a faint cold light.

Two members of the Beast King City’s Hidden Guard knelt on one knee, respectfully calling out, "Greetings, Beast King."

Kian looked down at them, his face no longer mild but cold and dignified: "How are things at Beast King City lately?"

Although he stayed at The Wolf Tribe, he still tightly controlled the situation at Beast King City.

Minor issues were handled by the elders of Beast King City together.

Major issues were sent over here by the Hidden Guard for him to review and decide personally.

"Reporting to the Beast King, everything is as usual."

One of the Hidden Guards looked up, his face showing hesitation, "Except..."

"Speak."

Kian’s gaze was icy.

The Hidden Guard, intimidated by his gaze, quickly lowered his head and said hurriedly, "Just that recently rumors have been spreading in Beast King City about you, saying you’ve been enchanted by a female in The Wolf Tribe, abandoning even the Beast King City."

"Investigate."

Kian’s fox-like eyes narrowed instantly, a cold light flashing in his eyes, his voice colder than the northern ice, "Within three days, I want to see the head of the person spreading the rumors, regardless of male or female."

In the beast world, males greatly outnumber females, thus there is generally more leniency toward females.

This meant that even if the person was female, they must die.

The two Hidden Guards pressed their foreheads to the ground: "Your subordinates will handle this immediately."

About to retreat stealthily.

"Wait."

Kian suddenly squinted his eyes and added, "Arrange for the northern valley and Southern Grolnok too, it’d be best to lure over the Tyrannosaur and Mammoth, along with the Saber-toothed Tiger, oh, and set some traps as well, don’t let anyone discern any clues, make everything look like an accident, understood?"

The two Hidden Guards glanced at each other, quickly realizing the Beast King intended to take the lives of Corbin Crowley and Malachi Arcanus.

The two of them had been hiding in the shadows listening to the Beast King’s orders, naturally knowing that Corbin Crowley was going hunting in the northern valley tomorrow.

Malachi Arcanus was also heading to Grolnok tomorrow.

"Yes, Beast King."

The two Hidden Guards accepted their orders and disappeared in an instant.

Kian Sterling stood still, his figure elongated by the night, ten tails gently unfolding in the night breeze like a blooming demonic snow lotus.

His fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze icy, lost in his thoughts.

After a long time, he turned and headed in another direction, soon vanishing into the dense forest.

Only after Kian Sterling’s figure completely disappeared.

Did Mael Valerius slowly step out from the shadows, standing under the tree shade, his dark golden eyes unreadable.

"Heh..."

He suddenly chuckled softly, then turned and disappeared into the darkness.

Kian Sterling, this old fox, was truly ruthless, even willing to lay a deadly hand on his long-time brother.

But—

What did that have to do with him?

The night wind swept across, carrying fallen leaves.

Mael Valerius hesitated, suddenly recalling Luna Sutton’s gentle expression as she caressed her abdomen.

Under moonlight, the shadows cast by her eyelashes tickled his heart like feathers.

Even without memories of their past, he found it hard to forget her.

So much so that he lingered around this place, unwilling to leave for a long time.

"Troublesome."

He irritably tugged at his collar, transforming into a Torch Dragon and soaring into the air.

The dragon’s shadow skimmed over treetops, startling a flock of night-resting birds.

...

At dawn, Corbin Crowley had already led The Wolf Tribe’s Hunting Party to the northern valley.

Morning wind blew by, stirring fallen leaves.

Suddenly, he caught a faint noise.

His silver eyes narrowed dangerously, looking at the massive rock not far away, and coldly ordered, "Come out."

Mael Valerius leisurely emerged from behind the rock, dark golden eyes shimmering in the morning mist, "The northern valley hides a Tyrannosaur, and saber-toothed tigers frequently appear. If I’m not mistaken, mammoths might show up too. Aren’t you afraid of death? Or do you think your strength has grown to a level of invincibility?"

At these words, the Beastmen behind Corbin Crowley changed their expressions.

They knew that saber-toothed tigers roamed the northern valley and that was their hunting target for the day.

But they were unaware of the hidden Tyrannosaur and mammoths.

Facing a couple of saber-toothed tigers wouldn’t be a problem, but paired with a Tyrannosaur and mammoths...

The Beastmen’s eyes instantly turned to Corbin Crowley, recalling that he was already a powerful Ninth Rank Beastman, specifically the ancient Silver-moon Direwolf, which brought them some comfort.

"What does that have to do with you?"

Corbin Crowley glanced at him coldly, a mocking arc on his lips, "When did the Dragon Clan Young Master become a messenger pigeon?"

He initially thought the man had returned to Aetheria with The Dragon Clan. Unexpectedly, he lingered here, seemingly still pining for Luna.

Too bad Luna’s long lost interest in this Mad Dragon; staying was simply humiliating himself.

Mael Valerius instantly fumed and turned away, ready to leave, wanting nothing to do with this bastard.

Damn if it doesn’t feel like my good intentions turned to donkey liver and lungs.

"If it weren’t for fear of upsetting Luna, do you really think I’d bother with your life and death?"

He spat coldly before leaving.

If he said one more word, he feared he’d die of anger.

There was a sense of feeding kindness to dogs.

Corbin Crowley squinted, watching Mael Valerius’ departing silhouette, considering his words, his eyes flickering with doubt.

He turned to the Beastmen behind him and commanded, "We’ll hunt elsewhere today."

"Yes."

The Beastmen instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing the Mad Dragon’s words, although unsure of their truth, they dared not stay in the northern valley further.

Even with Corbin Crowley’s strength, encountering a Tyrannosaur and mammoths would be frightening indeed, and handling them was far from guaranteed.

With Corbin Crowley’s command, the Hunting Party quickly left, beginning to reassess their hunting location.

...

Meanwhile, in the southern Grolnok.

A pack of wolves cautiously traversed the dense forest, each a different color, their bodies large and majestic.

These were the Beastmen from The Wolf Tribe that Malachi Arcanus had brought to hunt in Grolnok.

All had transformed into their original forms.

Malachi, in the form of a Nether-dark Wolf, ran at the forefront, excitement on his wolfish face.

"I’ve heard there’s a herd of over twenty wild rhinos here, enough to feed the tribe for quite a while."

Malachi leaped over a fallen ancient tree, speaking excitedly in human tongue to his companions behind him.

Suddenly, the bushes ahead shook violently, and a massive Tyrannosaur charged out, its breath rank and fierce.

"Holy shit!"

Malachi’s fur bristled, instinctively stepping back, "Where in the hell did this thing come from? How can there be a Tyrannosaur in Grolnok?"