Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

That was the exact scene that Auretin had witnessed when he returned — Gu Mengmeng kneeling in front of Elvis, all attention on commanding how Elvis could carve the beast horn. Throughout the whole process, Elvis had been highly nervous, as if that thing he was holding was not a normal beast horn but a highly valued treasure.

The Elvis, who was like the God of Death according to legend, was actually furrowing his eyebrows and had sweat covering his forehead. The Elvis that could identify his prey from hundreds of fierce wild beasts, was actually being so careful that his sharp claws were quivering.

The wise man of Saint Nazaire, snow fox Lea, had been squatting beside the bonfire trying to add more marches while mixing the soup in the pot, occasionally looking up at Gu Mengmeng and Elvis’ battle with the beast horn, smiling gently.

Had the legendary resolutely ruthless black and white pair always been… such happy, gentle people that he was seeing right in front of his very eyes?

Lea had noticed Auretin first. Seeing how he stood there without a word, he waved his hand, “Hey, the guy that’s sharing a meal with us. If you have washed the ingredients, then quickly bring them over.”

“Oh.” Auretin responded but did not move.

Could he… also walk into this blissful frame?

“Ah…!” Gu Mengmeng bemoaned loudly, instantly pouting and making her face look like a bun.

Elvis looked at the beast horn that had broken into eight pieces in his hands, and did not know what to do, “Xiao Meng, don’t be upset. I will hunt such prey back tomorrow, and find a thicker, bigger one for you, how about that?”

Heart aching, Gu Mengmeng held the semi-finished products and nodded helplessly, “That’s the only thing we can do. It’s such a shame, we tried for so long and almost could succeed…”

Elvis did not want to see Gu Mengmeng disappointed, so he held her in his arms and consoled her, “Good girl, I will accompany you tomorrow. With our experience today, we can definitely succeed tomorrow. Believe me, will you?”

Gu Mengmeng nodded, responding, “Hmm, then let’s dig in, I’ve been starving all day.”

Elvis turned around, glancing at Auretin who still stood rooted in his original position, saying in a displeased manner, “Do you want to eat together or not? If you don’t want to, I will go prepare other prey.”

It was only then that Auretin finally walked over quickly towards Gu Mengmeng.

His heart was palpitating like crazy. It was as if he was in an illusion that he… was also a member of this family.

Nobody was bothering about the inner activities going inside Auretin’s mind. Lea took the meat in Auretin’s hands and frowned, “Who taught you to handle it like that?”

Auretin replied, confused at the question, “I think his name was Lawson.”

Lea sneered, asking again, “You didn’t tell them, this meat was for Mengmeng to eat, right?”

Auretin shook his head, expressing he did not.

Sighing, Lea said, “I knew it. If you had told them this was for Mengmeng, they would not have pranked you like this.”

Auretin frowned, not understanding what Lea meant.

Lea responded, “You see, the lines on this piece of meat is not properly cut. Females have no sharp teeth, so it is difficult for them to consume. Thus, when we handle prey, we would chop them off at the lines so that females can chew better.”

Upset, Auretin lowered his head, “I’m sorry, I… have never taken care of a female, so I did not know such things.”

Lea patted his shoulders, “You are now a member of Saint Nazaire, and you have such great skills. As long as you are willing, there would certainly be nice females who would be willing to accept you. So, you have to learn these and remember them, otherwise your female would not like you in the future.”