Son In Law Madness

Chapter 973

Chapter 973 Bringing The Tiger Home

After Donald had dealt with the tiger, it took quite a while for their horses to recover. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

The sense of oppression that the tiger imposed on the horses was simply too overwhelming. If it weren't for Adler's special techniques to soothe the horses' emotions, these horses might still be unable to move.

“What do we do now? We're not actually going to drag this tiger back with us, are we?”

Even Drogo felt that their feat of killing a tiger was something worth boasting about.

But this tiger must weigh at least five hundred pounds. Without using some special means of transportation, they wouldn't be able to transport the tiger's body back.

Fortunately, Adler was experienced in such matters. He first instructed Drogo and Weston to search for wood in the nearby area.

Then, Adler used his own tools to build a simple raft for the tiger.

He applied a generous amount of oil to the bottom of the raft.

They weren't sure what this oil was extracted from. However, after applying it to the bottom of the raft, at the very least, they could drag the tiger's body away when they were on the main road.

“Mr. Hackett, how come you even know such skills.”

As Adler was tying the hemp rope, he said, “I'm a hunter. Even if I can't hunt down a tiger in the forest, killing a wild boar or two shouldn't be a problem, right? If I didn't know how to transport, how would I bring home the beasts I've hunted?”

Upon hearing this, Weston felt it made sense.

Unlike the past when hunters always worked in teams, hunters like Adler nowadays tend to operate alone. Sometimes, if they really managed to score a big catch, it would be a huge loss if they couldn't drag it back.

It was as if the pelts of tigers and wild boars held no value whatsoever for the other animals in the forest.

So, if one were to leave the body of your hunt in the forest overnight, by the time one returns the next morning, one might find nothing but a skeleton.

After securing the raft, the group, hauling the tiger's carcass, continued on their way. In no time at all, they arrived at Adler's house.

“Mr. Hackett is back, Mr. Tanner is back!”

“Goodness. What's that following them behind the horse? It looks like a tiger!”

“It's really a tiger. Hurry over and take a look!”

Adler's house is quite spacious, able to accommodate the entire crew of over fifty people.

As soon as they saw the group return, Adler's wife and his sons came forward to greet them.

The film crew members found the sight of the tiger intriguing, but Adler's family knew all too well the danger of encountering such a young and strong tiger in the wilderness.

“Hubby, how come you're the only one who got hurt?”

Seeing the wound on Adler's right leg, his wife Melinda felt both heartache and confusion.

Adler was a hunter, and, so he naturally became the strongest fighter among them after encountering a tiger.

If Adler ended up in this state due to injuries, how could the others possibly remain unscathed?

“What's the matter if I'm the only one hurt? If it weren't for Mr. Campbell this time, I would have been a goner.”

“Mr. Campbell?”

Melinda looked at Donald, who was yawning, and found it somewhat unbelievable.

How could such an ordinary-looking young man possibly rescue Adler from the jaws of a tiger?

Melinda couldn't understand, and Adler didn't explain it to her either.

“Stop standing around, everyone. First, move the tiger into the warehouse. I'm hungry, is there anything

to eat at home?”

As soon as Adler returned home, he was the head of the family. So whatever he said, Melinda and their sons would promptly prepare accordingly.

Donald paid no attention to Adler. Instead, he followed Weston and the others directly into a temporary room, ready to start a brief meeting.