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Sane and Kaelen’s complexions were slightly unnatural, they coughed lightly once to hide their emotions.

Sane cleared his throat:

"Since the two kids are both willing, the matter of signing the mate contract is considered settled. But I will say this first, Oliver must follow us back to the tribe later, if you still want to be a mate with him, then you must come to Crimson to marry in."

"No!" Before Siley could answer, Lorenzo immediately interrupted: "We only have Siley as our son, how could we let him go to another tribe to marry in. What about his Papa and I?!"

Kaelen spoke profoundly: "Then you two can also move in to live with us as well."

Lorenzo choked on his words, choking to the point of his eyes turning red. A beastman closest to them muttered softly:

"Digging away the young chief aside, they even intend to dig away someone else’s Chief right in front of the people of their tribe. Their faces are truly thick."

The Crimson family was completely unaffected by these words to feel ashamed, because they had heard this ’thick-faced’ sentence so much that they were immune to it. They merely calmly stood up, dusted the dirt off their clothes, returning to their previous untouchable appearance.

Kaelen waved his hand once, vines broke the ground to emerge to wrap around the egg in Siley’s embrace, so fast that Siley did not have time to grab it back. Kaelen raised the egg in his hand, looking at it wobbling, snorting coldly once:

"You must follow us back, if you dare to disobey, then just wait until you break out of your shell to know."

Sure enough, the egg immediately lay completely still, appearing to be very afraid of being hung up and whipped by his Papa. Kaelen looked at Siley again:

"We will stay at the Golden Lion tribe for a while longer, during this time please think it through carefully. Because whether Siley comes to Crimson or not, we will still take Oliver away. I will find a way to cancel this mate contract as soon as possible."

Hearing that the contract could be canceled, the eyes of everyone in the Silver Snake tribe lit up, only Siley slightly clenched his fists. Being forced to sign a mate contract, he should have been joyful upon knowing he could cancel the contract. But he felt unwilling, even having a bit of reluctance to let go.

Siley admitted, his heart had fluttered. From the moment Oliver appeared with a mature appearance, he was already infatuated with that lovely, beautiful Sub-Beast.

The back figures of the Crimson family gradually disappeared behind the ancient tree canopy, leaving Siley standing dumbfoundedly looking after them. His hand still retained a faint warmth of the eggshell.

Lorenzo patted his son’s shoulder forcefully, sighing heavily: "Son, what do you plan to do? Our Silver Snake tribe cannot be without a successor, you must think it through carefully. That Crimson Priest said the contract can be canceled anyway, therefore you just agree to cancel the contract."

Siley clenched his fists, pursing his lips without saying anything. Lorenzo felt it was not right, asking vigilantly: "You... do not truly have feelings for that little Sub-Beast, do you?"

Siley’s body trembled slightly, resigning himself to nod.

"You rebellious son! You are as old as his father!" Lorenzo was angry to the point of wanting to raise his leg to kick him once, but Jude hurriedly stopped him.

Jude gently stroked his son’s thin cheek, his eye corners reddening as he smiled: "If you are satisfied, just go. Having experienced life and death once, Papa only hopes for you to be happy. The tribe does not lack successors, we can slowly cultivate a new one. The Crimson tribe is very strong, Priest Kaelen is also a person with transcendent medical skills, they will not mistreat you. Moreover... you two fathers and sons cannot even defeat their family yet, what do you have to stop them?"

Hearing his mate say so, Lorenzo was tongue-tied, having to resentfully turn his face away. The grown son could no longer be kept!

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In a flash, one and a half months had passed.

The lengthy time passing by brought dizzying changes to the four large tribes in the central area of the Illusion Forest. Under the wholehearted teaching of the Crimson Warriors, the White Lion tribe had mastered the skills of nurturing seedlings, sowing seeds, and plowing with agricultural tools; the Peacock tribe had woven the first rolls of coarse hemp cloth; while the Golden Lion and Silver Snake tribes had grasped the extremely skillful technique of firing red-hot pottery.

Additionally, they also learned to raise livestock and manufacture drawn carts, making roads to connect the four tribes together.

When the first ox cart departed, Sane even sat on the cart complaining to the Chiefs that it would be great if they had horses. Horses pulling carts long distances were several times better than oxen, oxen just wandering around locally was still fine, traveling far was a bit too exhausting for them.

Hearing that, the four Chiefs’ eyes lit up, enticing Sane to go tame horses to pull carts. Sane sighed: "Even with horses, there must be roads for horses to travel on."

Lorenzo waved his hand: "You do not know again, although roads on the Eastern continent are not flat paved roads like this, roads for horses or carts to run on certainly do not lack. Previously, the tribes had already contributed efforts to clear the roads."

Sane’s two eyes lit up. He did not expect the Eastern continent to be so united, truly being much more civilized than people on the Southern and Northern continents. Thinking about it, it was also right, everyone here mentioning the Martial God Shrine all had their eyes shining with genuine reverence, not pure fear like in his hometown.

Therefore, the five Chiefs dragged a group of young beastmen to ambush the unicorn herd on the vast grassland, scooping up their entire extended family to bring back. From that day on, everyone in the four tribes competed with each other to learn horseback riding.

This bunch of unicorns also had great personality, only letting the people they found pleasing to the eye ride them. As for the people they disliked, even if they released beastman coercive pressure to suppress them, they would rather die than absolutely not let those people touch them. Therefore, up to one-third of the people in the four tribes were not allowed to touch the horses, only able to sit in the horse carts complaining.

During this one and a half months, Kaelen and Sane had also clearly grasped the mechanism of condensing Martial weapons, thereby applying it to the use of weapons by their clan members.

Basically, Martial weapons were a type of weapon hidden in the secret treasury of the Eastern continent, condensing Martial weapons was nothing but using one’s Martial power to summon the weapon compatible with one’s martial power over. Martial weapons appeared through a spatial magic array, Edward had sensed the magical power fluctuation when the martial arts practitioners summoned their Martial weapons.

Based on this argument, Kaelen and Edward began to manufacture spatial bags for the Crimson Warriors. Their abilities being limited, the two people only managed to research spatial bags of about ten square meters, storing everyone’s daily necessities and weapons.

The ingredients to manufacture spatial bags were all available inside the Illusion Forest, integrated with the life vines created from Kaelen’s Divine Energy. Under diligent training combined with merging the martial path into the warrior training techniques, Kaelen and Sane had advanced to level 9 Warriors, while the other Warriors each increased by one level.

Kaelen’s life vines now carried a transparent jade-green color, being as sturdy as mystic iron, their leaves becoming the perfect material for the manufacture of spatial bags.

"Daddy, I have come to pick Oliver up."

"I have said it how many times already, it is strictly forbidden to call me Daddy! I have not acknowledged you as my son-in-law!"

While Kaelen was researching the method of manufacturing energy armor, the conversation between Siley and Sane rang out outside. He put the things in his hands down, carrying Oliver and the carrier outside. He smiled and said:

"The boy waited for you for a few days already, I thought you decided not to follow us to Crimson anymore."

Siley scratched his head: "A few days ago I suddenly advanced to the Saint stage, not having time to leave a message. Papa rest assured, I said I would come to Crimson to marry in, so I will come."

This ’Papa’ was called so smoothly, Kaelen still could not adapt to it. The corners of his mouth twitched, stuffing the egg into the carrier and then handing it to Siley:

"I am cooking dinner tonight, tell your two fathers to come over here."

"Yes, sir." Siley joyfully received Oliver, wanting very much to lift the egg up to kiss it a few times. Unfortunately the two fathers-in-law were still staring intently, so he had to restrain himself.

Finnick was practicing his sword not far away, seeing Siley coming to pick Oliver up, he quickly withdrew his sword. He transformed back into his beast form, jumping onto the back of Siley’s Demonic Tiger in a couple of bounds, speaking arrogantly:

"Let us go quickly, what are you dawdling for!"

The blue veins on Siley’s temples popped out. For more than a month, he had not had a single time to be alone with Oliver. Every time he came to pick up his wife, this brother-in-law would run after him, always staring intently at his every single movement, making him unable to even say a few sweet words to Oliver.

Sane smirked and sneered. Hmph! Do not think I cannot handle you, brat!

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