blogombal Chapter 345 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 37
Chapter 345 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 37
No matter what Bai Shi was thinking, the matter was settled.
The kitten now had a guard team with strong combat power.
During the day, he marched in a grand procession surrounded by a crowd of people, enjoying the respectful or admiring looks from others. His life was so carefree.
At the same time, members of the escort team were also helping with the construction, and the progress was as if it had been accelerated at an incredibly fast pace.
Within two days, Altaïr, who had barely recovered his mobility, was "invited" to the new house.
Su Muyu just watched the other person limping towards the next room in silence.
The more peaceful the day is, the more activities are scheduled at night.
He had just been rubbed so hard that his whole body went limp, and the next second, Altaïr was holding him and sucking him, using this to vent the grievances and uneasiness that were suppressed in his heart.
Su Mu was helpless. What else could he do except go along with it?
Those who "sacrifice themselves for others" are taken advantage of in various ways.
This situation caused him to feel drowsy during the day.
He is even not very enthusiastic about going out to play, and is always lazily lying in various places to rest.
In order not to disturb him, the guards kept a certain distance from him.
However, laziness is not an excuse for him to 'escape responsibility'.
In recent days, many orcs have come to him and asked him to heal their wounds.
Su Muyou was picky in accordance with his character. He didn't even look at ordinary wounds and common illnesses, and sent them all to help Vina increase her performance.
Occasionally, when he is in a good mood, he will mercifully show the power of the Beast God.
But the number of times is pitifully small.
Just as described in the plot, this stingy behavior was controversial, and many orcs complained behind his back about the incompetence of this Holy Son.
Some of them, relying on their different races and inability to speak animal language, even gossip in front of me in their animal form.
Before this, they were right in fearing the Beast God and valuing and respecting the Son of God.
But after they found out that the so-called Son of God did not bring them the benefits they had imagined, their respect for him plummeted.
Considering that the kitten was eating the food that they had hunted with great effort, but was unwilling to treat the illness for everyone, isn't this just freeloading?
More and more orcs are dissatisfied, and some are even dissatisfied with the decisions made by the clan leader.
He felt that all the efforts he had made were in vain and that so much manpower and resources had been wasted.
However, what they don’t know is that the kitten now has an animal language translator.
These complaints were understood word for word.
What is different from the script is that Su Muyou also heard the voices of other orcs maintaining the situation.
Dick, whose eyes had been healed, was the first to object.
The weak reaction of the kitten after the treatment was seen not only by Altaïr, but also by him as a wounded patient.
Using the power of the Beast God is not without cost.
In this case, it is understandable that people do not want to treat minor injuries or illnesses.
After all, witch doctors have the same ability, but the healing time is not as fast.
The members of the escort team understood the whole story and helped to speak up.
First of all, they all signed up for the election voluntarily and were not forced by the Lion Chief, so they cannot blame the other party.
Secondly, there is no denying that they all have selfish motives, and Dick's healed eyes are a glaring temptation.
The beast world is inherently unstable, and no beastman can guarantee that he or she will not be seriously injured in their lifetime.
At that time, the identity of "escort team" will help them get treatment earlier.
Avril also saw a familiar face among the gossiping lion beastmen. It was the loser who had failed in the competition and lost to her.
It seems that the other party is one of the leaders of the rumors.
Her words were sharp and pointed, "Do you really have a problem with the Holy Son, or do you want to stir up public opinion and make us withdraw out of dissatisfaction so that you can fill the vacancy?"
The orc who was exposed had a vague look in his eyes, which was a sign of guilty conscience.
However, he still refused to admit it. "Don't talk nonsense. Is there anything wrong with what I said? I gave him food and shelter, but he refused to help. Isn't this stingy?"
The orc who was gossiping with him didn't know much, but he still agreed, "That's right, he can't be cured. Did you invite him to the tribe because he's good-looking?"
The orcs in the escort team were speechless.
"We are responsible for catching the food for the Holy Son. What does it have to do with you?"
"The place where I live is also arranged by the Patriarch. You haven't even helped with Altaïr's house. What are you shouting about?"
"I'm telling you, the injuries of the orcs rejected by the Holy Son were so minor that they would heal in two days. You are still lions, why are you so pretentious?"
"You speak nonsense about the Holy Son and question the clan leader. Why don't you just go out and wander around?"
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The petite little crocodile was lying on a tree trunk not far away, watching the confrontation between the two sides from above, with her ears filled with loud and low roars.
Su Muyu looked a little dazed.
Because he discovered that similar fragments actually existed in the memories he received.
Yuxi and the white lion did not have much interaction, but the same thing was that the lion chief also found him a guard team.
It’s not that there were no orcs to speak for him, it’s just that they couldn’t communicate in the same language, so the misunderstanding became deeper and deeper.
Given Yuxi's love-starved personality, if he knew the twists and turns involved, it would probably be more than just Vina that he would take under his protection.
"Lord Holy Son, do you want me to stop them?" The lion orc who was on duty and guarding the side found that he slowly woke up and immediately gave a serious suggestion.
In fact, he also wanted to go over and quarrel, but he was a step too slow, so he was kept back.
As for the content of the conversation, the guards tacitly chose to cover it up.
It is better not to say such things openly as they are not conducive to internal unity.
Su Muyu yawned, used the other's shoulder to jump down from the tree, landed perfectly, stretched, and then slowly shook his head.
He had no intention of revealing the fact that he knew the animal languages of other races for the time being.
However, since some orcs think he is stingy, he will be stingy to the end.
Otherwise, how can we justify these bad words?
He is not a good cat.
The orc whose shoulder was stepped on stared blankly at the plum blossom footprint on his clothes and couldn't help but sigh: It's so small.
Even though he was so small that he was just treated as a stepping stone, he took it for granted and didn't feel offended at all.
The orcs compared this with the memories of the young cubs in the tribe, and became more convinced: the clan leader was right, the Son of God needed protection!
Su Muyou had no idea what his guards were thinking, and he walked home in a swagger.
On the way, I remembered the fish that I hadn’t eaten for several days, so I turned a corner and went to the next door.
Prepare to see if all your number one fans are here.
Well, don't rest!
As soon as he reached the door, Su Muyou noticed something was wrong.
A strong scent filled his nose. It was Altaïr's.
This is much stronger than what I smelled on the other person's back before.
However, before he could think more, the door opened from the inside.
The huge white lion lowered its head, grabbed Xiao Sanhua by the scruff of the neck and carried him into the house.
Su Muyou, whose body was suddenly suspended in the air:?
The guards who witnessed everything happening in front of them: ???
Oh my god, an orc is stealing the cat!
The lion orc with the plum blossom footprint on his shoulder subconsciously chased after him, but was stopped by his companion after taking only two steps.
"Altaïr has a fever." The smell coming from the crack in the door proved it all.
This is both a mark of one's own territory and a targeted expulsion of outsiders.
"Isn't this even more important to rescue the Holy Son? What should we do if that brat messes around?"
"But the Patriarch said that Altaïr is the Son's bond."
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