Lion King’s Adopted Son

Claire was carrying a sheep on her shoulders, a porridge in her hands, a buffalo in her mouth, and took Jella back to their temporary residence, in a small cave.

Although knowing that the ladies in the big cat world are very powerful, Jella didn't expect that Claire was so powerful.

After returning to the cave, she threw her prey on the ground at will, and Jella rushed to the past and pushed the hay piled in the cave with a small body to avoid getting blood on her. This is where it sleeps.

"You still like to make these messy things," Claire said.

"But you can't deny that sleeping on a haystack is much more comfortable than sleeping on the ground." Jella pounced on the haystack and rolled happily, exposing a light-colored belly, lying unwilling to move Already.

"Maybe, but it doesn't make much difference to me."

"Are we going to get ready to eat now?" Gela stared at the small antelope with a stunned mouthful and silently swallowed: "Criel, why don't we make roast whole lamb?"

"Are you sure you want to eat cooked food? I think you can't wait to roast the antelope before eating it?" Claire raised an eyebrow.

Jella raised her head and tilted her head to look at Claire: "But everyone here eats cooked food. If we eat meat directly, wouldn't it be great if they found it?"

In the past, Jella has always regarded herself as a member of nature, hunting and eating in accordance with the rules of nature, and rarely can eat cooked food. It didn't even have room for criticism before meeting Pascal. As a stupid lion, the food it can get is very limited. As long as it can not be starved, it is already content. As for cooked food, it can't even think about it. Competition in nature exists every moment. If it finally gets a little bit of food, you have to wait for it to be cooked before eating it. I'm afraid it will be snatched by other predators.

Later, after entering the Pascal Lions, it still maintained the original eating habits, because the Pascal Lions seemed to have the same dietary habits as the Ghana Lions. As a new member of the Lions, it has always been eating. Maintain a high degree of consistency with the lions. It wasn't until this time that the Orc Horde came into contact with the deli.

Thinking of the last life, I did n’t know where I heard it from. The digestive system of the beasts made them not very suitable for cooked food. Jella couldn't help but worry: "Claire, we eat cooked food ... will we have indigestion, will we? And accumulate food? "

Claire glanced at it obliquely: "I have to say that something you care about is not the place. You know, we are not the same as those pure beasts. Whether raw or cooked, they are the same to us. The only difference is preparation time and taste. "

"That's the way ..." Jella nodded like a decent figure, and then Claire slapped her head in the back: "You still don't know a lot, so watch for it more often, little slacker."

Jella pulled her head back weakly and said, "Claire, I think you are becoming more and more violent. If you go on like this, you might really become a male ..."

"Thank you for your reminder, but these don't need you to worry about, I know very well whether I am male or female." Gera swears that it heard the voice of Claire's teeth, which made it feel the danger message. , Subconsciously distanced from Claire.

Fortunately, Claire had no intention of continuing to violent it, and her attention has now turned back to their prey: "For us, an adult male antelope is already very rich, isn't it? As for Ho Ho Pork We can simmer it with salt so that it can be kept longer. In case of a hunt, we do n’t get enough food. With the reserve of food, we will not be hungry. However, the problem now is, We need to get some salt-we have to replace these buffalo beef with salt. Whether it's roast lamb or porcupine porridge, we need salt. "

Claire treated the buffalo with the dagger she carried with her at all times, and Jella stared at the knife in her hand, curiously asking, "Cryll, where did you get your knife? I used to Why never saw you use it? "

"I bought it when I went to Derry Town. We occasionally go to town to get what we need. Do you think we never leave the prairie? Listen to Jella, let me say it again, we It ’s not an ordinary beast. Do n’t look at us with the eyes of those beasts. "

"Okay, okay, I have fully realized this. However, I am surprised that you look like people who grew up in towns and cities, and do not look like you need to live on the prairie. .Why do you come to the prairie? What kind of species are you who can become human? "

"You asked so many questions at once, which one should I answer first?"

"Let's start with the last question-after all, this is also my biggest concern at the moment."

"Well, let me tell you about the evolution of our race. At the beginning, our ancestors lived on that prairie and were no different from the beasts. They lived by hunting, These monotonous elements make up the territories and progeny. One day, a **** landed on this prairie. He is the great Bramandney god. He gave our ancestors the wisdom and potential that made them from Stand out from the beast ... "

"Wait, let me interrupt, Claire, are you sure you are not telling an unreal myth?"

"No, that great **** is real. He is the ancestor of our evolutionary lion! You, me, Lord Pascal ... We all have the blood of that **** flowing on you, do you understand? I was born His statue is still standing in the city of Florville! I even had the pleasure to see him in person ten years ago! "

Claire's excitement and faint pride made Jella hesitate. It has to admit that, as an atheist, it is completely incapable of understanding this enthusiasm for Claire. If it wasn't for Claire's last sentence, I'm afraid Jella would have thought the girl was a brainwashed fanatic.

"You said, you've seen that ... that God?" Somehow, Jella felt like something was beyond its imagination.

"Yes, with my own eyes!" Claire straightened her back, as if doing so would make her words more convincing: "The adult will come to see us every once in a while, ten times before his next arrival. Time, you will know when I say true or false. "

Even the specific time has come out. Looks like this, things don't seem to be fake, but Jella feels even stranger. If the so-called gods really exist, why do they come to visit them regularly? Don't tell it what God loves the world. It doesn't believe it at all. It's not like God can do it at all. If those so-called gods are not actually gods, then what kind of creature is he, or are they?

The huge amount of information was about to make Jella's little head burst. It shook her head and decided to have a doubt in her heart now.

These things have nothing to do with it at the moment. Curious and curious, but there is no need to figure it out immediately.

"Claire, I believe what you said, let's go on."

Claire looked suspiciously at Jella, who looked like a good-looking baby waiting for the story, stretched out her two hands, and pulled Jella's face to both sides: "Do you really believe it or not? Hey, do n’t follow I'm sloppy! "

"Of course it's true, you're about to let go, pain, pain!" Due to the physical stimulus, Jella's eyes were filled with transparent liquid, which looked pitiful.

"... Where was it just now, let me think about it. Ah, yes, God Bramandini has given our community wisdom and strength, which has gradually separated our ancestors from those ordinary beasts. Our ancestors Leaving the prairie, gathered together, and gradually formed a city-state. "

"Is it the three big cities and the nine small cities you mentioned earlier?"

"Yes, the three big cities are Florville, Derry, and Galamani. Among them, Florville is my hometown, and it is also the hometown of Lord Pascal and Ray Ode. Lord Pascal His father was the last owner of Florville. After his death, his younger brother Celant expelled Lord Pascal, who was supposed to be the heir to the city, and took his place as the city's own. " There was a short pause: "Did you know? That prairie is also known as a place of exile in several major cities. The city's owners will deal with those criminals who have serious sins but cannot kill them directly. The force fell to the lowest level, and then they were thrown into exile and left to die on their own. The destroyed state was a huge injury to those with elemental abilities. Under severe injuries, they escaped in all directions. But the fate swallowed by the beast. "

It turned out that Pascal was not a poor stray lion, but a real tyrant and a rich second generation, but unfortunately his property was taken over by the evil uncle, and he himself was swept away. Jella silently lit a candle for a lion in her heart.

Someone who just defeated the Black Panther, sneezing in the breath of Claire and Jella, once again felt an inexplicable maliciousness.

"Now that Pascal has been beaten down?" Gela asked.

"Yes, at that time, Master Pascal was a second-level person, and before he was an adult, he did not have the ability to resist Cerant at all." As if thinking of that experience, Claire's face was angry: " Lord Pascal is his own nephew, but he not only robbed him of his original position, but also wants him to die! How could there be such a cruel uncle! "

This is normal. Jella murmured silently in his heart. In order to fight for power, the uncle robbed his nephew, the son robbed Lao Tzu, and the brother broke the wall. In the last life, he didn't see too much in history textbooks! Girl Claire was still a little naive in this regard.

"How did Pascal survive that time?"

"Leod and I are both followers of Lord Pascal, and of course we will not watch our followers die before us. The rest of the matter is as you can see. Lord Pascal takes us on the prairie. Constantly migrating, we finally chose the side of the Ghana Lions as our residence. "

"How about the other male lions and lionesses, who, like you, followed Pascal to the prairie?"

"No, their sisters in Vannes were exiled to the prairie. They originally belonged to a family in the city of Galamani, but that family fell, and they became sinners from the nobility. When we met them, they They were dying, and it was Lord Pascal who saved them. So, after they were hurt, they joined us. "

"As for the other two lions, Sheen and Vidy, I do n’t know their exact origins, but they do n’t look like exiles. Maybe they are just children of nobles who have come here to experience-there are always some families Do so. They swore allegiance to Lord Pascal, so they are also our companions. "

Gela exhaled, "It sounds complicated."

"Yes, but, the most important thing we need to consider now isn't this problem, right?" As soon as the voice fell, Jella heard a sound from Claire's stomach. Gela looked at Claire's belly and looked at Claire again. I didn't expect that Claire was embarrassed at all. Instead, she beckoned to Gela with a big grin: "Okay, I should tell you I told you all, now, let ’s get some salt back at the orc tribe rally. As you can see, I am hungry, very, very hungry. "

...

The orc rally was lively. Due to the lack of supplies, members of the tribe often need to exchange things.

Gela noticed that not everyone bartered, and some people took some strange-shaped shells to the stall and gave it to the stall owner, and then took things from the stall owner.

It seems that the shell is the currency of the orc tribe. But at this stage, Gela and Claire have no such thing.

Obviously, in winter when food is scarce, it is very popular to exchange food. With a string of buffalo hanging on her body, many orcs or Asian beasts tried to talk to her along the way.

"This friend, do you need to change some vegetables back? Your child must need this."

Jella's face turned green, and she pulled Claire and turned away, and Claire chuckled aside.

"Come and come, this orc friend came to take a look. This is a special blade of grass we picked from the mountain. Although it has been placed for more than 40 days, it has been kept intact. With it, you can Increase the favorability of Asian beasts. What are you waiting for, buy some and return them to your beloved Asian beasts! "

I have to admit that this orc who sells grass blades is very talented in sales, but unfortunately, there is something wrong with the target he sells ...

Claire froze with a cold face and pulled Jella away.

"That ... please wait ..."

When Claire and Gera passed by one of the stalls, a small voice stopped them. Claire turned her head and saw that she was a fragile Asian orc. Clearly she was not used to dealing with the weak Asian Orcs, but out of courtesy, she stopped still: "Is something wrong?"

"I saw you when I divided the prey in the tribe just now." Ya Beast looked very shy. Before he said a word, he lowered his head and pointed his fingers: "That ... I think you are handsome ..."

"???" Claire lost her head, completely unknown. But Jella smelled a little bit. But it wouldn't tell Claire, who made Claire an unjust guy just watch its joke!

Seeing that Claire hadn't been able to understand what she meant, Yaju was suddenly anxious. He raised his head and shouted out, saying loudly, "I like you very much, can you be my partner?"

Suddenly, many orcs' ambiguous eyes gathered around. However, their eyes are more envious, envious. They all recognized that Kryle was a strange orc who had just arrived in the tribe not long ago, but she did not expect that she would run away from the tribe in their tribe, which is about to cherish the animals, so how can these bachelor orcs live?

Claire had no ecstasy as the orcs imagined, and she was completely stunned.

When a heterosexual is confessed by a same-sex (?) Without any precaution, what will he / she do?

Claire didn't know that she felt terrified of her heart, so she ... ran away without much effort.

...

Unsuccessful in exchange for salt, so that night Claire and Gera could only eat the tasteless roast lamb.

After eating, Jella felt that her tongue was about to fade out of the bird. It licked its belly and lay on the ground with its limbs hanging.

Because there is no salt, Claire asks Jella to work with her to remove porcupine and buffalo, but this is an impossible task for Jella.

It now began to regret that it didn't help Claire to stop this "disaster" just when it noticed the emergence. In the end, it was its own stomach.

As for Claire, she was eating beside her, as if to turn depression into appetite.

That night, Claire had accumulated food for the first time in history.

A good night's dream, waking up the next morning, the shadow of Claire's heart lightened by the beast confession incident. However, she clearly felt that the eyes of the surrounding orcs began to look wrong. As if overnight, they reverted to the original cold and defensive attitude, which made Claire feel a little depressed.

"Why reject that Asian beast?" The air pressure around the patriarch was much lower.

"Why promise him?" Claire felt inexplicable, not to mention that she would never like an Asian beast, would she not even know him? Who would promise the courtship of an unknown person?

"He is an Asian beast," the patriarch Shen said.

"So I should promise him? What logic is this? You are the patriarch, so there should be many Asian beasts like you? Do n’t you accept all Asian beasts who like you?"

"You don't like Asia Beast." In this sentence, he used a declarative sentence.

"..." When Clilton felt that there was some communication between the two, did this guy pay attention to the point of her speech!

"Do you like orcs?"

"No, I do n’t like Asian Beasts, but I do n’t like Orcs. Are you satisfied with this answer? I only like Jella from my family, and I only need to live with Jella from our family." So don't worry about me grabbing you Asian beast! I really only like pure, male, and sexual!

I wonder if it was an illusion. Claire seemed to see a smile on the patriarch's mouth, and then he showed a tangled expression again.

The reality did not give Claire too much time to study the expression of the patriarch, and while they were chatting, the bell in the tribe rang.

The patriarch and the tribal warriors around him immediately took a serious look: "Not good, an outsider broke in, but we look at it."

Claire's feet were half full, and she followed. In fact, she was cheeky to keep up. After all, even if she was an outsider in this tribe, according to the truth, people in the tribe did not invite her, and she should stay here honestly.

But Claire knew that most of the people who would come to the orc tribe at this time were related to her. They were either the people of the Celeste city or the people of Pascal, so she asked her to wait and return. It's really impossible.

She didn't forget how the patriarch had treated her when she first met. If the person who came was her companion and was driven away by the patriarch, when would she be able to contact them.