The Villainess Winning Back Her Beast Husbands-Chapter 23: Male or Female?

"Protect Beastmen?" Thorne was stunned for a moment when he heard Evangeline, then he burst out laughing as if he’d just heard the most absurd joke. A sudden, piercing laugh erupted from his chest.

His laughter was full of undisguised ridicule, each burst louder than the last, echoing off the cave walls.

He laughed so hard his body began to tremble, his expression bordering on madness. "The Beast God protects Beastmen? Evangeline dug out my Beast Crystal, hurt me, and tried to kill me. My own tribe used me as a sacrifice, betrayed me, and abandoned me. I’ve struggled between life and death countless times. When has that so-called Beast God ever offered me the slightest protection?"

Evangeline watched Thorne’s frantic display, her brow furrowing slightly. ’As I thought, he’s definitely got some psychological issues.’

She hadn’t expected to win Thorne over in a single day, but he was now shrouded in gloom, his spirit broken. He was even starting to question the Beast God!

On the Beastman Continent, this was an act that betrayed the very foundation of their faith—an offense punishable by exile. His current state of mind undoubtedly placed him in opposition to the entire Beastman worldview.

Thorne’s eyes were unnaturally cold. He pointed the tip of his bone knife directly at Evangeline. "Get out of my place."

Evangeline looked at Thorne’s cruel, cold expression and pursed her lips. As if she hadn’t heard him, she said, "I’m going hunting now. What do you want to eat today? Herbivore? A Tusked Beast? Or a Giant Antelope?"

On the Beastman Continent, many animals were named based on their appearance or behavior.

The Herbivore was actually a rabbit. However, the animals of the Beastman Continent were as if they’d been pumped full of hormones. Even a delicate rabbit stood half as tall as a person. Other than not eating meat, its habits were completely different from a normal rabbit’s.

’Spicy rabbit head, spicy diced rabbit, braised rabbit meat...’

Evangeline slurped, her mouth watering, and decided to ignore Thorne.

’Let him throw his tantrum if he wants. I need to eat and drink well. Only on a full stomach will I have the energy to get down to business.’

Today, she still had to sneak into the cave of the Grymdale Tribe’s Female Leader. After all, Danton’s Mermaid Tail Scale was still in her possession. ’Win over Thorne while getting back the Mermaid Tail Skirt... I’ll tackle both at once. I can’t afford any more complications.’

Besides, after the commotion she’d caused last night, many people in the Grymdale Tribe would probably want to see her today.

Thorne watched the thick-skinned Evangeline, his brow furrowed tightly.

"It has to be Herbivore! Great! A perfect decision! I’m off then. You get some rest~" Evangeline’s smile was radiant. Without even waiting for Thorne to speak, she clapped her hands and cheerfully left the cave.

As soon as she was gone, Thorne slowly lowered the bone knife in his hand. He took two steps forward and stared at the soft bed, his eyes filled with a piercing chill. The next moment, he raised his arm and hacked the bed to splinters with the bone knife.

The bone knife, made from the bone of some unknown animal, was incredibly hard. Wood chips flew as he swung it. Not only did the knife not break, but its blade remained as sharp as ever, showing no signs of dulling.

Thorne looked at the wreckage on the floor and let out a small laugh, the corner of his mouth twisting into a deranged, utterly mad curve.

*

Meanwhile, Evangeline, having left the cave, had no idea that Thorne was having another fit of madness.

The moment she stepped outside, she saw Elias Moretti waiting not far away.

Elias Moretti saw her too. A gentle smile appeared on his face as he walked over to greet her.

Before Elias Moretti could get close, Evangeline held out a hand, keeping him at a relatively safe distance. She gave him a smile that didn’t reach her eyes and said, "Don’t. Don’t smile. You think I don’t know what you’re really like?"

Her interruption made the gentle smile on Elias Moretti’s face freeze.

He narrowed his eyes, studying Evangeline for a moment before glancing at Thorne’s cave. "Invisibility, Rain Control, and other means of protecting yourself... I’m very curious. How could you possibly be a wandering female?"

With those words, Elias Moretti confirmed his suspicion: the person who had toyed with him at the Midridge Tribe was indeed the Evangeline standing before him.

"Don’t be a busybody," Evangeline said with a dry laugh, turning to go hunt a couple of rabbits.

"So it was you." Hearing her response, Elias Moretti wasn’t angry at all. Instead, he just smiled.

He was handsome when he smiled, too, but it was a wicked, roguish kind of handsome. A faint smile played in his narrow eyes. If Saskia were here, she would have been hooked in an instant.

"You came with the people from the Midridge Tribe. They’ve already settled down in the Grymdale Tribe. You don’t have a male with you, and digging a cave is difficult. But don’t worry, I’ve already arranged a place for you to live. Want to go see it?" Elias Moretti followed behind Evangeline. He didn’t ask about Thorne at all, instead quietly extending his goodwill.

Evangeline glanced at Elias Moretti, sighing internally. ’If only my mission target was this type of person.’

’Among all the targets, leaving Danton aside for now, Thorne is a truly difficult one, a real headache.’

She had the advantage of being his savior, and she’d spent the whole night with him. She’d put in so much effort with what should have been a perfect, god-tier start. But to her surprise, she’d made zero progress and had even gotten ridiculed for her trouble.

Just then, a pile of splintered wood was thrown out of Thorne’s cave.

Evangeline’s brow furrowed. Seeing the messy but familiar wooden bed, her headache worsened.

’I have plenty of supplies in my storage space, but non-consumable items like beds are few and far between. Dealing with someone as stubborn and ungrateful as Thorne... the losses are too great. My heart is bleeding.’

As she was thinking this, Thorne emerged from the cave.

He had ripped off all the bandages and was once again wearing those filthy Beast Skin Clothes.

Unlike the other male Beastmen who only wore Beast Skin Skirts, leaving their upper bodies bare, Thorne kept himself completely covered. His heavy Beast Skin Clothes covered him from top to bottom, probably making him sweat. Fortunately, his hair had been washed last night. The once-tangled strands were now smooth and silky, giving him the air of a handsome man as he walked.

His dark green eyes swept coldly over Evangeline and Elias Moretti before he quickly disappeared from their sight.

Elias Moretti glanced at the pile of broken wood and chuckled. "That’s just how my little brother is. Don’t mind him."

"Your little brother?" Evangeline paused. It finally clicked. The Female Leader of the Grymdale Tribe was Elias Moretti’s Beast-mother. Last night during the totem sacrifice, the Witch had said Thorne was the noble son of the leader. ’So, Thorne is also the Female Leader’s son. That means Elias Moretti and Thorne really are brothers from the same mother. I wonder if they have the same Beast-father?’

Seeing the stunned look on Evangeline’s face, a glint flashed in Elias Moretti’s eyes. He said, "Thorne and I have the same Beast-father, but not the same Beast-mother. What, did he not tell you that last night?"

Hearing this, Evangeline turned to look at Elias Moretti and silently cursed, ’What a little schemer.’

This Elias Moretti practically exuded an undeniable "fragrance of green tea." He seemed harmless, but he was secretly full of schemes. With one simple sentence, he had subtly tried to bad-mouth Thorne in front of her.

If it had been a female who had only met Thorne once and had a shallow relationship with him, she would have most likely been misled by Elias Moretti’s words and grown suspicious of Thorne.

However, Evangeline wasn’t bothered by Elias Moretti’s petty tricks.

She took the opportunity to ask, "So is the Grymdale Tribe’s leader male or female?"