Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
There definitely didn’t exist a more wonderful person on earth. She was so beautiful that even if left in the wilderness, wild beasts probably couldn’t bear to inflict any harm upon her.
Bluepool retrieved the luminous pearl and, without being asked, handed it to An’an for her to play with.
An’an’s eyes, which had been dull and listless for the past few days, lit up immediately. She held it in her palms as though it was a treasure, her eyelashes fluttering as her large eyes stared fixedly at the object.
Bai Qingqing’s heart was put at ease seeing her daughter behaving like this. She found herself a spot on even ground to sit down, then said exhaustedly, “I’m a little tired… going to take a short nap. You shouldn’t keep going out, either. We’re up against a formidable opponent this time.”
Bluepool, whose gaze was riveted upon An’an, turned his head towards Bai Qingqing and said, “Go ahead and sleep with peace of mind. No one is my match in the water.”
Bai Qingqing’s lips arched slightly, and she closed her eyes to rest.
Above the ground, having found the stone castle, a determined glow could be seen in Saint Zachary’s eyes.
Curtis slithered out from the stone castle, and Muir, too, ran over from the waterhole to combine forces with him against Saint Zachary.
The proud Saint Zachary rolled the eight eyes on his body and instructed his only son, who was by his side, [Leave these two to me. Take our tribesmen with you and search the stone castle.]
At the thought of seeing Bai Qingqing, Mitchell’s heart throbbed subtly, and he eagerly led a team of scorpions to dash towards the entrance of the stone castle.
Curtis assumed a posture of blocking them, and Saint Zachary crawled over. The latter raised his scorpion tail and launched a maniac attack at Curtis. Occupied with fending off Saint Zachary’s attacks, he accidentally allowed the scorpion tribe to swarm into the stone castle.
But Curtis still tried his best to stop the scorpion beastmen, to buy some time while Winston and Parker made their way back. Saint Zachary’s main focus was also not on this battle, so the duo was engaged in a rather distracted battle. Muir was the only one who gave it everything he had in each stroke.
After a while, having combed the entire stone castle, Mitchell dashed out and said, [Father, Bai Qingqing is not here.]
He felt a mixture of disappointment and relief. Disappointment, because he didn’t get to see that soft human, and relief because that meant she was safe for the time being. He truly felt conflicted.
Saint Zachary launched an aggressive attack, before swiftly instructing, [Search the entire village, including every single tree!]
[Okay, Father!] Mitchell left with those orders.
Although more than half of the scorpion tribe had been slain, an alarming number still remained, especially wild scorpions. It wouldn’t take them too much time to search this not-too-sizeable village.
The wild scorpions scattered across the entire village and truly didn’t miss out on a single tree, searching every single tree hole that could hide a person within.
Alas, Bai Qingqing was nowhere to be found.
Mitchell came back with this news, and Saint Zachary flew into a rare rage.
Very good. He had failed once more. Seems like he had belittled this village.
Saint Zachary, whose eyes were reddened with fury, emanated an intense murderous air. He ordered a massacre on the occupants of this village, and no longer spared any mercy towards the snake and eagle beastman, dealing out vicious blow after vicious blow.
He didn’t believe that this village wouldn’t disperse if he killed every single female in here. He refused to believe that the remaining males would continue to hide and protect Bai Qingqing.
Curtis and Muir, who by now had developed certain chemistry, coordinated seamlessly, taking turns to advance and retreat while covering up for each other. After giving up hopes on killing Saint Zachary, their chances of getting injured lessened significantly. This dealt Saint Zachary with a sense of defeat.
However, at the same time, the males who went out returned. The eagle beastmen of the village dispersed swiftly and disseminated the news. At the most rapid speed possible, they ran back to the village and instantly snuffed out the scorpion tribe’s arrogance.
Regardless of how formidable Saint Zachary was, he was but one person. As he couldn’t stop the scorpion tribe’s defeat, seeing that things had turned against their favor, Mitchell fled with his tribe.
