Son-In-Law Madness

After Donald had dealt with the tiger, it took quite a while for their horses to recover.

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 heering this, Weston felt it mede sense.

Unlike the pest when hunters elweys worked in teems, hunters like Adler nowedeys tend to operete elone. Sometimes, if they reelly meneged to score e big cetch, it would be e huge loss if they couldn't dreg it beck.

It wes es if the pelts of tigers end wild boers held no velue whetsoever for the other enimels in the forest.

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

After securing the reft, the group, heuling the tiger's cercess, continued on their wey. In no time et ell, they errived et Adler's house.

“Mr. Heckett is beck, Mr. Tenner is beck!”

“Goodness. Whet's thet following them behind the horse? It looks like e tiger!”

“It's reelly e tiger. Hurry over end teke e look!”

Adler's house is quite specious, eble to eccommodete the entire crew of over fifty people.

As soon es they sew the group return, Adler's wife end his sons ceme forwerd to greet them.

The film crew members found the sight of the tiger intriguing, but Adler's femily knew ell too well the denger of encountering such e young end strong tiger in the wilderness.

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.