Chapter 235: Finding a way for the puppet to return to normal

"You don't have to make excuses. I still remember what you did to me."

After hearing what Klein said, the two males stopped begging.

The pitiful expressions on their faces changed immediately.

"Klein, it's all because of you."

"Why do we work so hard to mine? In the end, it all goes to you."

"Just give us a few crystals, what is enough?"

"It's not fair. What's unfair about it? You mine for me, but you don't have to go out hunting. I prepare all your food and drink every day. Even your partners are the ones I painstakingly negotiated with from other tribes."

Klein's face flushed red as he looked at the two males with distorted faces. Even when faced with the most infuriating things in the past, he always remained calm.

These two males are really capable of making him so angry.

"Okay, stop talking. Let's wake up that guy from the Dark Night Clan first." Ophelia pulled Klein's arm, fearing that he would be angered to death by the two males.

She then instructed the several male White Tigers behind her, "Take these two with you."

Klein took a deep breath and carried the male of the Dark Night Clan to the deepest part of the dungeon.

There was no light at the deepest part of the dungeon, and only a few vents ensured air circulation.

"Wake him up." Ophelia looked at the Dark Night tribe member who was still unconscious on the ground.

Although these two males had never sucked human blood, Klein still hated the people of the Dark Night Clan.

He showed no mercy and raised his foot to look at the most painful part of the two people's bodies.

The two male Night Clan members were awakened by the pain.

"Um."

"Who are you? You are the males of the White Tiger Clan. What do you want to do by capturing us?"

A male from the Night Tribe looked warily at Klein and Ophelia in front of him.

The other male from the Dark Night Clan was still in a daze and seemed not to have reacted yet.

"We'd like to ask you for a favor."

"It's just a favor, are you so kind?" The male of the Dark Night Clan remained skeptical.

"Or you don't have to tell me. I'll do the test myself. I just don't know if you can handle it."

Ophelia took out two plump white garlic cloves from somewhere and played with them in her hands.

Seeing the two Dark Night Clan males in her hands, their noses wrinkled and there was a look of disgust in their eyes.

Ophelia casually threw the garlic in her hand at the two of them. The two males dodged left and right and narrowly avoided the two garlic cloves.

“It’s quite sensitive.”

Ophelia waved her hand, and the male behind her took out a leather bag. They opened the bag, revealing a bag full of garlic.

"I just don't know if you can still avoid so much garlic?" Ophelia blinked mischievously.

The two male Night Clan members looked at her as if she were a demon, and even the less intelligent one began to tremble.

"You, what can you ask us to do for you?"

"I'm very interested in how you turn people into puppets. Can you tell me how you do it?"

Seeing that Ophelia was talking about this, the expressions on the two males' faces immediately became serious.

A unanimous rejection.

"Even if you kill us, we won't tell you."

"Go ahead and kill us."

Seeing the two men looking like they were about to die heroically, Ophelia smiled.

"Do you think I can't kill you?" The males of the Dark Night Clan have strong recovery abilities, and ordinary weapons cannot kill them at all.

Ophelia took out a flashlight and turned it on, pointing the light towards the sky above the dungeon.

Seeing the sudden appearance of white light, the two male members of the Dark Night Clan trembled.

"I'm sure you've heard that I have weapons that can restrain you. It would be easy for me to kill you."

"I know you've never hurt anyone before, so I'm discussing this with you in a nice tone."

"If you don't cooperate, then I'll just have you do it my way."

The two males still didn't speak, and they were determined to die.

Ophelia turned the flashlight in her hand to flash mode. The white light appeared and disappeared in the dim dungeon, giving the dungeon a strange atmosphere.

"Let me tell you my method. I will have you bite the two males first, and then I will kill you. I guess this will remove the puppet restrictions on them."

When Ophelia started speaking, the two males didn't react, but their expressions changed when they heard the last sentence.

Klein had been observing their expressions from the side. Seeing their expressions change, he had a rough idea in his mind. What Ophelia said was not far from the truth.

"You, the Dark Night Clan, have turned so many male White Tiger Clan members into puppets. If this is your method, I want to turn them into normal people. Then I have to kill all of you, the Dark Night Clan members."

"This is so bad. Do you have any other solutions?" Ophelia still had a smile on her face, but what she said was terrifying.

Ophelia didn't take any action after she finished speaking, giving the two males time to slowly absorb and digest the information.

After waiting for ten minutes, a male from the Night Clan spoke.

"Okay, I'll tell you."

"We, the Dark Night Clan, are cursed and have toxins in our bodies. They were poisoned by us, so they turned into puppets."

"If we want to detoxify them, we need the blood in our bodies."

Ophelia nodded. It turned out that there really was a way to detoxify without killing anyone.

"Is what you said true? I don't know. Can you give me some poison to try?"

Now that Ophelia has guessed their secret, there is no point in them hiding it.

"Bring me a bowl."

Ophelia was prepared. When the male from the Dark Night Clan took the bowl, his fingers turned into sharp claws, and soon black liquid flowed out from between his nails.

"Just a little bit is enough."

Ophelia nodded in satisfaction and instructed the male next to her, "Feed these poisons to them."

The two male White Tigers who had just been shouting turned pale with fright when they heard Ophelia say this.

They begged for mercy. "Ophelia, no, we know we are wrong, please let us go."

"Chief, please talk to Ophelia and ask her not to do this." They have seen their companions who have turned into puppets living a life worse than death, so it would be better for them to die quickly.

"Yes, the chief might as well kill us. We don't want to become like that."

"It's too late."

Klein stepped forward first, pinched a male's chin, and poured most of the black liquid in the bowl into him.

The male White Tiger wanted to spit out the poison, but his mouth was covered tightly.

The other male was more successful.

Then several people in the dungeon watched them. Ten minutes later, their bodies changed and they stood up from the ground with twisted limbs.

Their faces were covered with blue veins, and only the whites of their eyes remained.

"Now, give me another bowl of blood." Ophelia looked at the male who had just poisoned her with a smile.

The male's body trembled, of course he agreed.