Alice Clark spoke crisply and quickly, “At that moment, the ground suddenly shook and a whole section collapsed. I saw him and pulled him out. He wasn’t badly hurt, but he was very weak, and since he could speak our language, I thought I’d bring him back. If I left him in the forest, he would definitely die. As for the ape demon, it was indeed killed by him.”

The girl briefly described how the ape demon was killed, and the process was indeed very simple: the ape demon knocked Eleanor Clark down, then impaled its own vital spot on the two hunting knives—one long, one short—in Eleanor Clark’s hands, and just died like that.

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief. Clearly, if this hadn’t come from Alice Clark herself, and with the warrior Harold Gray and the hunter Edgar Gray standing by without objection, no one would have believed it—such luck was simply too incredible.

Elder said slowly, “Including us, every year several outstanding hunters and warriors from the surrounding settlements die at the hands of ape demons. And in the past thirty years, we haven’t killed a single one. For this achievement alone, I am willing to temporarily accept you as a resident of our settlement. Little Alice will tell you the details.”

Elder turned to Harold Gray and said, “You don’t seem to be in good shape. Go rest in the Pool of Ancestors for a while.”

At this moment, Edgar Gray came over, patted Eleanor Clark on the shoulder, and said, “Come stay at my place. I’d love to hear your story.”

Eleanor Clark frowned slightly, his fingers twitching a bit. Edgar Gray’s hand was too close to the vital spot on his neck. Instinctively, he wanted to disable this reaching “claw” with a single touch, but in the end, he forced himself to hold back.

Along the way, Edgar Gray had been fairly friendly, and his current gesture didn’t carry any sense of danger. Besides, judging by this group, they were still largely living under a primitive tribal system, and probably didn’t know much about etiquette or rules.

They couldn’t possibly know how noble the status of an imperial prince was—let alone that the empire might no longer even exist.

Edgar Gray’s hand landed on Eleanor Clark’s shoulder, and he suddenly shivered, as if he had just brushed past some enormous danger, and immediately found it hard to keep smiling.

At this moment, Alice Clark walked over, grabbed Eleanor Clark, and said to Edgar Gray, “Your place is a mess, like a pigsty, and it stinks. What’s so good about going there? He’ll stay with me.”

Edgar Gray said awkwardly, “I have to cure animal hides! Of course there’s a bit of a smell. What good hunter would care about that? Besides, your place is so small—where would he sleep?”

“Of course he’ll sleep in my bed!” Alice Clark said as if it were only natural.

“Uh, you…” Edgar Gray was left speechless, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, a very strong young man walked over and said bluntly, “Alice Clark, he’s so weak, he’s not suitable for you at all!”

Alice Clark straightened her chest and said loudly, “Who I choose is up to me!”

The young man’s face darkened. “The settlement has its rules—don’t forget that.”

Alice Clark snorted coldly, “When the wind in the forest turns cool, I’ll defeat all of you. Won’t that settle it?”

“You’re still no match for me now, and you won’t be when the wind cools either.”

Alice Clark’s brows shot up, like an enraged mother leopard, and she shouted, “I really hate you! You already have Grace Bennett and Sarah Wood—isn’t that enough for you?”

The young man sneered, “The strongest ape demon can have all the females. That’s the tradition of the forest.”

Alice Clark snorted, “The strongest ape demon was just killed!”

The young man’s face froze, and he snapped, a bit embarrassed, “Whatever the case, those are the rules. When the wind cools, you’ll be my woman! Before then, if you do anything, you know the consequences.”

He pointed at Eleanor Clark and said, “Just you wait—when the wind cools, it’ll be your death day!”

Although Eleanor Clark had weathered countless storms, this sudden situation still left him speechless. Moreover, this young man was clearly very arrogant—after spouting his threats, he turned and left, giving Eleanor Clark no chance to respond.

Alice Clark pulled Eleanor Clark aside and said, “Ignore that idiot Walter Stone. I’ll deal with him when the time comes.”

Eleanor Clark couldn’t help but show a hint of sharpness. “Want me to kill him now?”

Alice Clark snapped, “You’re this weak and still bragging?!”

She dragged Eleanor Clark over, hoisted him onto her shoulder, and carried him straight back to her place.

Chapter Seven: Starship Wreckage

The girl slept soundly, but Eleanor Clark couldn’t fall asleep.

His body was the perfect fusion of the empire’s highest technology and holy radiance. These two completely different energies were tightly bound together by his unprecedentedly powerful bloodline.

One could say that his very existence was a miracle. Except when injured, Eleanor Clark hardly needed sleep.

He sat up quietly and looked at the girl beside him.

A sliver of moonlight slipped through the window, outlining everything in the room with a faint glow. Even the slightest bit of light was enough for Eleanor Clark.

The girl’s features weren’t exactly delicate, but she had a certain heroic air. Her small, straight nose was actually quite well-shaped—by imperial standards, she would be considered a top beauty.

It was just that she clearly hadn’t cared for her skin, which was a bit rough. Yet her youthful vitality and strength made every inch of her skin full of elasticity, like a young female leopard.