Lion King's Adopted Son

Claire carried the sheep on her shoulders, the porcupine meat in her hand, and the buffalo meat in her mouth like a woman, and brought Jara back to their temporary residence—a small cave.

Although she knew that the ladies in the big cat world were mighty, Gera never thought that Claire would be so powerful.

After returning to the cave, she threw the prey casually on the ground, and Jiela rushed over to push the hay piled up in the cave away with her small body to avoid getting blood on it.This is where it sleeps.

"You still like laying out these messy things so much." Claire said.

"But you can't deny that sleeping on the haystack is much more comfortable than sleeping on the ground." Jela threw herself on the haystack and rolled happily, revealing her light-colored belly, lying on the ground, refusing to move up.

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

"Shall we start preparing for dinner now?" Jela stared at the big antelope, and swallowed silently: "Klier, why don't we cook a whole roast lamb?"

"Are you sure you want to eat cooked food? I think you might not be able to wait until the antelope is roasted before eating it?" Claire raised her eyebrows.

Jela raised her small head and tilted her head to look at Claire: "But, people here eat cooked food. If we eat raw meat directly, it won't be good for them to find out, right?"

In the past, Jela had always regarded herself as a part of nature, hunting and eating according to the rules of nature, and rarely had cooked food.Before meeting Pascal and the others, it didn't even have room to be picky.As a parentless lion cub, the food it can get is very limited. As long as it can guarantee not to starve to death, it is already very content. As for eating cooked food, it dare not even think about it.Competition in nature exists every moment. If it finally gets some food and has to wait for it to be cooked, it may have been snatched away by other predators.

After entering the Pascal Lions, it still maintained its original eating habits, because the lions in the Pascal Lions seem to have the same eating habits as the Canalian 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 the orc tribe came this time that it started to come into frequent contact with cooked food.

Thinking of where she heard it from in her previous life, the digestive system of wild beasts made them unsuitable for cooked food, and Gera couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Clear, we eat cooked food...won't we suffer from indigestion? Will we suffer from this? And accumulate food?"

Claire squinted at it: "I have to say, there is something wrong with your worries. You know, we are not the same as those pure beasts. Whether it is raw food or cooked food, it is the same for us. The only difference is the preparation time and taste.”

"So it's like this..." Gera nodded decently, and then she was slapped on the back of the head by Claire: "There's still a lot you don't understand, just be more diligent and observant, you little slacker."

Gera held her head and stepped back weakly: "Clear, I think you are becoming more and more violent. If this continues, you may really become a male..."

"Thank you for reminding me, but you don't need to worry about these. I know very well whether I am a male or a female." Jela swore that it heard the sound of Claire grinding her teeth, which made it feel a dangerous message , subconsciously distanced herself from Claire.

Fortunately, Claire did not intend to continue to be violent towards it, and her attention has now turned back to their prey: "For us, an adult male antelope is already a very rich meal, isn't it? As for the porcupine pork , we can salt it so that it can be preserved for a longer period of time. In case the next hunt does not catch enough food, we will not be hungry if we have a reserve of food. However, the problem now is, We've got to get some salt—we've got to replace these buffalo meats with salt. Whether it's roast lamb or marinated porcupine, we're going to need salt."

Claire processed the buffalo meat with the dagger she carried at all times. Gera stared at the knife in her hand and asked curiously: "Claire, where did you get your knife? I used to Why have you never seen you use it?"

"I bought this when I went to Dritley City. We occasionally go to the town to get some things we need. Don't you think we never leave the grassland? Listen to Little Gerald, let me say it again, we This is no ordinary beast, don't look at us the way you see those beasts."

"Okay, okay, I'm fully aware of that. I'm curious, though, that you look like you grew up in the towns, and don't look like you need to make a living on the prairies .Why did you come to the prairie? What kind of species are you who can transform into human form?"

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

"Let's start with the last question—after all, it's my biggest concern at the moment."

"Well, then let me tell you about the evolution of our race. At the beginning, our ancestors lived on the prairie, no different from wild beasts. Their life consisted of hunting, The monotonous elements of patrolling the territory and multiplying offspring. One day, a god landed on this prairie. He was the great Bramandeni, who endowed our ancestors with wisdom and potential, making them from Stand out among the beasts..."

"Wait, let me interrupt, Claire, are you sure you're not telling an imaginary fairy tale?"

"No, that great god is real. He is the ancestor of our evolutionary lion! You, me, Lord Pascal... we all have the blood of that god flowing through our bodies, do you understand? The one I was born His statue still stands in the city of Frouville! I even had the honor of seeing him ten years ago!"

Kelier's excitement and faint pride made Gera a little stunned.It has to admit that, as an atheist, it can't understand Kelier's fanaticism at all.If it wasn't for Claire's last words, I'm afraid Jerra would have thought this girl was a brainwashed fanatic.

"You said, you have seen that...that god with your own eyes?" For some reason, Jela felt that things seemed to be beyond its imagination.

"Yes, with your own eyes!" Claire straightened her back, as if doing so would make her words more convincing: "The lord will come to see us every once in a while, and there are ten days before his next arrival." In a few years, when the time comes, you will know whether what I said is true or not."

Even the specific time has been revealed. Looking at it like this, the matter really doesn't seem to be fake, but Jera feels even more strange.If the so-called gods really exist, why do they come to visit regularly?Don't tell it that God loves the world, it doesn't believe it at all, it doesn't seem like something God would do at all.If those so-called gods are not gods, then what kind of creature is he, or are they?

The huge amount of information is about to overwhelm Jella's little head. It shakes its head and decides to have doubts in its heart.

These things have nothing to do with it at present, curiosity is curiosity, but there is no need to figure it out immediately.

"Claire, I believe what you said, you can continue."

Claire looked suspiciously at Gera, who looked like a good baby waiting to hear the story, stretched out both hands, and pulled Gera's face to both sides: "Do you really believe it or pretend to believe it? Hey, don't follow me. I'm sloppy!"

"Of course it's true, let go, it hurts, it hurts!" Due to physical stimulation, Jela's eyes were filled with transparent liquid, and she looked very pitiful.

"...Where did I just talk, let me think about it. Ah, by the way, the god Bramandeni endowed our group with wisdom and strength, making our ancestors gradually distinguish from those ordinary beasts. Our ancestors They left the prairie, gathered together, and gradually formed a city-state."

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

"Yes, the three big cities are Frouville, Dritelli and Galamanni. Among them, Frouville is my hometown, and it is also the hometown of Lord Pascal and Leod. Lord Pascal His father was the last castellan of Frouville, and after his death, his younger brother Serant expelled Lord Pascal, who was supposed to be the successor of the castellan, and took the position of castellan himself." Having said that, Claire There was a short pause: "Did you know? That prairie is also known as the land of exile in several big cities. When dealing with those criminals who are serious crimes but cannot be killed directly, the city owners will use their elements knock them down to the lowest level, and then throw them into the land of exile and let them fend for themselves. Being knocked down to the level is a kind of huge damage to the elemental ability users, and they will escape eight out of ten if they are seriously injured. But the fate of being devoured by wild beasts."

It turns out that Pascal is not a poor stray lion, but a real local tyrant and rich second generation. It's a pity that his family property was taken over by the evil uncle, and he himself was swept out of the house.Jera silently lit a candle for a certain lion in her heart.

A certain male lion that had just defeated the panther and was following the breath of Claire and Gera sneezed, and once again felt an inexplicable malice.

"Then Pascal has also been knocked down before?" Gera asked.

"Yes, Master Pascal was a Level [-] ability user at that time, and he was not yet an adult, so he didn't have the ability to resist Cyrant at all." As if recalling that experience, Claire had an angry look on her face: " Lord Pascal is his own nephew, but he not only snatched the position originally belonged to Lord Pascal, but also wanted him to die! How can there be such a cruel uncle!"

This is normal.Jela complained silently in her heart, fighting for power, fighting for power, uncles robbing nephews, sons robbing Lao Tzu, and brothers fighting against each other. In the last life, it was not seen too much in history textbooks!Miss Claire is still a little too naive in this regard.

"How did Pascal survive at that time?"

"Leiod and I are both Lord Pascal's followers. Of course, we will not watch the lord we follow die before our eyes. What happened afterwards is just like what you have seen. Lord Pascal took us on the grassland Migrating constantly, we finally chose the side of the Ghanaian Lions as our base."

"What about the other lions and lionesses, did they follow Pascal to the prairie like you?"

"No, Wana and her sisters were exiled to the prairie. They originally came from a family in Galamanni City, but that family fell, and they became sinners from nobles. When we met them, they They were dying, but Master Pascal rescued them. So, after they recovered from their injuries, they joined us."

"As for the other two male lions, Sean and Vidi, I don't know their specific origins, but they don't look like they were exiled here, maybe they are just noble children who came here to experience—there will always be some families every year Do so. They swore allegiance to Lord Pascal, so they are our companions."

Gera let out a sigh of relief: "Sounds like this is complicated."

"Yes, but what we need to consider most now is not this issue, right?" As soon as the words fell, Jela heard a sound from Claire's stomach.Gera looked at Claire's stomach, and then at Claire, unexpectedly, Claire didn't show any embarrassment, but waved to Gera carelessly: "Okay, I should tell you I told you all, now, let's go to the orc tribe's meeting and return for some salt. As you can see, I'm hungry, very, very hungry."

……

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

Jela noticed that not everyone bartered. Some people took some strangely shaped shells to the stall owner and handed them to the stall owner, and then took things from the stall owner.

It seems that those shells are the currency of the orc tribe.But at this stage, Gera and Claire don't have that stuff yet.

Apparently, bartering food is popular during the winter when food is scarce.Because of the string of buffalo meat hanging from Kelier's body, many orcs or sub-beasts tried to strike up a conversation with her along the way.

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

Gera's face turned green, and she pulled Claire to turn around and leave, while Claire snickered aside.

"Come, come, this orc friend, come and have 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 well preserved. With it, we can increase The favorability of sub-beasts towards you. What are you waiting for, buy some and give them to your beloved sub-beasts!"

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

With a cold face, Claire dragged Gera away.

"That... please wait..."

When Claire and Gera passed by a certain booth, a small voice stopped them.Claire turned her head and saw that it was a slender sub-orc man.Clearly, she wasn't used to dealing with delicate sub-orcs, but out of courtesy, she stopped in her tracks: "What's the matter?"

"I saw you when I was sharing the prey in the tribe just now." Ya Beast looked very shy, before he finished a sentence, he lowered his head and pointed at his fingers: "That... I think you are very handsome..."

"???" Claire was at a loss, completely clueless.It was Gera who smelled a little bit of it.But it won't tell Kelier, who made Kelier, an unjust guy, watch its joke just now!

Seeing that Kelier hadn't understood what he meant, Yashou became a little anxious. He raised his head and said loudly, "I like you very much, can you be my partner?"

Immediately, the ambiguous eyes of many orcs around all gathered over.However, their eyes were more of envy, jealousy and hatred.They all recognized Kelier as a strange orc who just came to the tribe not long ago. They didn't expect that she would abduct the subbeasts in their tribe who were about to become precious animals so quickly.

Claire was not as ecstatic as the orcs imagined, she was completely dumbfounded.

When a heterosexual is confessed by a same-sex(?) unsuspectingly, what will he/she do?

Kelier didn't know, she felt that her heart was greatly frightened, so she... ran away without a chance.

……

They failed to exchange for salt, so Claire and Gera could only gorge on tasteless roasted whole lamb that night.

After eating, Jela felt like her tongue was about to fade out of the bird.It lay on the ground with its chubby belly and limbs hanging down, pretending to be dead.

Because of the lack of salt, Claire asked Gera to finish the porcupine pork and buffalo meat with her, but this was simply an impossible task for Gera.

It is now starting to regret that it didn't help Claire block this "disaster" when it first noticed the signs, and it was its own stomach that suffered in the end.

As for Claire, she was still gorging on the sidelines, as if she wanted to turn her depression into an appetite.

That night, for the first time in her history, Claire ate.

After a good night's dream, when she woke up the next morning, the shadow in Claire's heart caused by the incident of Yashou's confession faded a lot.However, she clearly felt that the eyes of the orcs around her began to look strange.As if overnight, they returned to the original cold and defensive posture of getting along, which made Claire feel somewhat depressed.

"Why did you reject that sub-beast?" The air pressure around the patriarch dropped a lot.

"Why did you agree to him?" Claire felt baffled, not to mention that she would never like a sub-beast, and she didn't even know him, okay?Who would say yes to a courtship from someone they don't know?

"He is a sub-beast." The patriarch said in a deep voice.

"So I should agree to him? What kind of logic is this? You are the patriarch, so there should be many sub-beasts who like you, right? Do you accept all sub-beasts that like you?"

"You don't like sub-beasts." He used a declarative sentence for this sentence.

"..." Keli suddenly felt that the two of them could not communicate. Did this guy pay attention to the point of her words?

"Do you like orcs?"

"No, I don't like sub-beasts, but I don't like orcs either. Are you satisfied with this answer? I only like my Jila, and I only need to live with our Jila." So don't worry about me robbing you Asian beast!I really only like pure, male and sexual!

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Claire seemed to see a smile on the corner of the patriarch's mouth, and then he showed a tangled expression.

Reality didn't give Kelier much time to study the expression of the patriarch. Just as they were chatting, the alarm bells in the tribe rang.

The faces of the patriarch and the tribal warriors around him immediately became serious: "No, an outsider broke in, but let's take a look."

Claire took half a step under her feet and followed.In fact, she was brazen enough to follow up. After all, she herself was considered an outsider in this tribe. Logically speaking, if no one in the tribe invited her to join her, she should stay here honestly.

But Claire knows that most of the people who will come to the orc tribe at this time are related to her, either from the Lord of Celant, or from Pascal's side, so if she is asked to wait, it is better to wait. Really can't.

She has not forgotten how the patriarch and his group treated her when they met for the first time. If the person who came was her companion and was chased away by the patriarch and the others, when will she be able to contact them.