Lion King’s Adopted Son

Snowflakes were falling on Jella's head, and it was cold and affixed to the skin, which was really uncomfortable. Jella could only keep shaking her head and spilling those snowflakes or scum.

I do not know how long it had been, it felt that Claire stopped and gave an exclamation sound.

He looked up and saw a huge statue standing in front of his eyes. The orcs and Asian orcs saw the statue with pious eyes, and it seemed that their beast **** was carved on it. That statue wasn't as kind-looking as the statue of the gods that Jella had seen in temples or churches in the past, instead it gave Jella an extremely weird feeling.

Most people who believe in gods believe that God is merciful. They love the world and will save the world in suffering. Most of the carved statues will give people a sense of holiness. But the "God" in front of him feels not like this at all.

First of all, he is very real, too real, every detail of his body is carved clearly and full of realistic feeling, it is not like people imagine from nothing. His dress and the things he uses are incompatible with the orc's blog, and the orcs see these differences as a symbol of the god. But in Jella's eyes, these things are more like the products of advanced civilization. Looking at the clothes that resemble space suits on ‘God’, Jella even has a sense of confusion in space and time. It travels, is it really not a science fiction world?

Secondly, the eyes and facial expressions of ‘God’ made Jella feel very uncomfortable. He did smile, but the smile did n’t seem to have deep meaning, and did not contain any emotions such as caring and compassion. Even if there is only a statue in front of him, it can convey the subtle and weird emotion in the smile of ‘God’—Gela does n’t know what that emotion means, but at least it can affirm that it is by no means friendly.

"Hey, Jella!" Claire whispered to the little lion sitting on her shoulder, "Look, what have I seen! God, why is God Bramandney here?"

Jella lifted her forefinger and pointed at the statue, and whispered the same: "The one over there is the **** Bramandini you call? But he is also the orc **** of the orc tribe. It seems that you and the orc tribe have The same faith. "

"I'm really surprised, oh, is God Bra and God the Beast really are the same god? How can this happen? You know, since we have a record of civilization, we have never communicated with the Orc tribe, but now I actually find , We believe in the same deities. So, does it mean that we have the same ancestor? ”Then, Claire shook her head again to deny her guess:“ Oh, maybe it ’s not Bla, but he and Bla looks alike."

"Maybe the **** of beasts and your **** Bula are twin brothers, who knows? Don't deny, this is also a possibility. I am curious about the so-called 'god', maybe we can find this answer together." Gila wrapped her hands, looking very scholarly.

Claire was amused: "Oh, okay, then I look forward to your discovery, dear. But are we not respectful to God Brah?" Although she admired Brahmandini, she did not Not a rigid believer, not sticking to form. Although she said she wanted to worship the **** of Brah, she also knew that she didn't like this kind of occasion. Just like now, long and boring rituals can drive her crazy.

Gela tugged Claire's sleeve lightly, and Claire realized that she and Gela had become the focus of the orcs. Most of the orcs' ears were very keen, and they were dissatisfied with someone whispering at this solemn sacrifice, and turned their heads to condemn her and Jella with harsh eyes. Claire immediately shut her mouth, shrinking silently in the corner like a quail to reduce her presence. She lowered her head, pretending that she was praying to the beast god, but still thinking about the connection between the beast **** and the **** Bula.

Jella couldn't hold back any more than Claire. She closed her eyes for a moment, and instead of hearing the call from the beast god, she felt lethargic. If falling asleep on this occasion would be a big deal, Jella opened her eyes and shook her furry head, driving away the thick sleepiness. Afraid of being heard by orcs with sensitive ears, it does not even dare to pat its face with its paws.

Everyone around was in a state and began to listen to the voice of the beast god. Seeing this, Jella let go of her lifted heart slightly, and looked around carefully. Among the crowd, it faced Pascal, the only one with open eyes, looking around, Pascal delivered a warning look towards it, turned his head again, staring blankly at the statue in front of him, I don't know if I'm thinking about things or in a daze.

Jella: "(╯▔ ▔) ▔!" This guy still had time to warn him! Doesn't it mean that the people in the three main cities believe in God Bramandini? Now the **** of his family-well, the beast **** who looks exactly like the **** of his family is right in front of him. He doesn't hold his thighs well, and makes a big difference! Still glaring at it!

The ritual lasts a long time and tests the physical strength of the people. The orcs are better, and the Asian beasts who are never accustomed to suffering from fatigue can not bear it. At first they were able to maintain a firm standing position. Later, they have begun to twist and shift from the left foot to the right foot and the right foot to the left foot.

The orcs did not notice their condition, but this time, the orcs who had always been tolerant of them did not condone them. The patriarch said, "Go ahead! This is the test that the beast **** gives us. As long as we can pass the test, we can get the blessing of the beast god!"

Having said that, he deliberately glanced in the direction of Gera and Claire.

Jella, who was quietly sliding down Claire's back, was caught straight, her expression stiffened, her paws did not catch Claire's clothes, and she smashed to the ground with a slap.

The patriarch glanced at Jella angrily, then closed his eyes again. With so many small movements, it will be regarded as disrespectful to the beast god, and this little lion is likely to not be sheltered by the beast god. However, he decided not to remind it, who made it a nasty little guy, it actually stuck to Claire.

The ceremony continued into the evening. Gela and Claire didn't need to eat every meal. They were full in the last meal, so they didn't suffer from hunger during the ceremony. Even the whole ceremony was too boring. The girl, Claire, was ravaged. As soon as the ceremony was over, she left the altar in a hurry: "Little Jela, remember to follow."

At this time, she couldn't help Jella, she could only hold Jella's small paw. At this time, other people around also left the scene one after another. As soon as the flow of people passed, Claire and Gera were quickly dispersed.

Gera was really tired enough, and her physical strength was far less than that of Claire and Pascal. After being separated from Claire, she could only follow behind in a stunned way, and it was miserable enough. Although it moved faster with Claire, the earliest left, but now it has completely fallen into the siege of the large army. The large troops were moving towards the cave where they lived, and the crowd was dark and looked spectacular. Because Gela maintained the shape of a baby lion, the altitude was too low, and almost stomped on him.

Just as it was about to be trampled by a black bear orc, someone grabbed its tail and quickly dragged it up.

"Thank you." Although the way of coming was a bit rough, after all, he saved Jella, and Jella was not ignorant.

"Don't tell me these two words. Otherwise, I will think you want to draw a line with me." A familiar voice sounded in the ear, and Gerald immediately recognized that the voice belonged to it and was not flattering. Adoptive father.

Actually, Jella would like to say, are they not so familiar?

"Why, Claire left you and left?" Pascal deliberately looked for a while, then sighed pretendingly: "See, at a critical moment, only dad can be trusted."

"Well, you are more reliable." Gela was tired and didn't have the energy to do things like chuckles, but fortunately spoke along Pascal.

Pascal lifted Jella with a smile: "I'm glad you finally realized this. In the future, I hope you'll go to Creel less."

"Wait, don't shake, I'm dizzy." Jella stopped Pascal in excitement and said almost pleadingly: "Let's go back first, shall we?"

Pascal felt a mass of things spreading in his heart, warm, giving him an unspeakable sense of comfort all over his body. It seemed to be the first time the pup had spoken to him in such a relied tone. It turned out that it felt so good to be dependent on their pups.

Pascal grouped Jella into a ball, and hugged it in his arms, feeling Jella's warm fluffs undulating, and his heart became rare and soft.

"Why don't they become adult? Then they may see you and you won't be stepped on."

"I've tried it, but I can't return to humanoid form," said Jella. "I have always felt that it has become very difficult to change between humanoid and beastlike form since I stepped into orc's territory.

"Maybe it's like we can't use elemental power in the orcs' territory. There is something protecting the people here, or, in other words, limiting the energy from the outside world."

"Maybe ..." Maybe it was too tired, and when Jella talked about halfway, she even started to belch.

"Hey, little guy? Did you sleep?"

"... Huh?" Gela muttered vaguely.

Pascal smiled, as if it was the first time the little guy had shown such an unsuspecting gesture in front of him.

While Pascal enjoyed a rare and peaceful time with her son, Claire went all the way up the counter, and returned again: "Master, what about Jella? What about it?" The girl gasped.

Her loud voice couldn't be ignored, and Jella opened her eyes stupidly, reaching out to Claire.

Pascal hated his teeth itchyly: "Do you want her to hug you? You are not afraid of her falling on you!" What the relationship just said is that the most reliable father is to coax him!

In the end, of course, Jella has never left Pascal's arms, but because of this episode, Pascal did not give Claire a good look all the way.

...

After the sacrifice was over, everyone returned to daily life. Pascal and Claire staggered their time to participate in hunting. When they were idle, they would learn about the situation of the orc tribe, such as the civilization heritage of the orc tribe, such as the orc's original force and the sub-beast's spiritual power.

According to the wise men of the tribe, just as the God of Brah suddenly appeared on the prairie, the **** of the beast suddenly appeared on this hill. At that time, the ancestors of the orcs were still very weak, and it was difficult for them to obtain prey, and they were on the verge of extinction. It was the beast **** who gave them the wisdom and strength that made them survive and no longer endure the cold and hunger. The beast **** gave such orcs to the orcs. Therefore, the orc tribe respected the beast **** even more than the three cities worshipped the **** Bula.

"It's another savior's story." Pascal gave only such an evaluation after listening.

"Master Pascal, you are so disrespectful to the gods that you may be punished by the gods." Claire said dissatisfied: "Fortunately the wise man has left. If he heard you, you believe it , You will be kicked out of the orc tribe immediately! "

"I'm asking for it," Pascal said indifferently. He would n’t stay here if it was n’t for Jella to learn how to use its abilities, or for that **** alliance: “I only believe in myself, and I ’m never going to pray to Braman who does n’t know where I am Dene or the pity of the beast god. "

Claire spread his hands: "Just do it for you. Anyway, Jella and I won't go with you. Maybe Jella won't recognize you after we go out from here."

"It dares!" Pascal grunted.

"Why, are you really considering this possibility? God is up, I'm just assuming. However, you'd better not say that again-people who challenge everyone's perception often don't end well. "

"Of course, I won't just say it in front of others, I'm not so stupid." Pascal took a deep look at Creel: "Tell me, Creel, you really worship the so-called Bramand Nes?

Claire ruffled her lips, and somehow her smile was far-fetched: "Of course."

"But your mother was executed for that‘ God ’.”

"Don't say that, it's all because the mother is bad. The mother shouldn't be angry with Bla." Kryle's face was very bad, and her eyes lost her original spirit. It won't come ... "she murmured constantly, as if this was an unquestionable truth.

Pascal didn't want to stimulate the girl any more, and didn't talk anymore, and there was a weird silence between the two.

Jella didn't know this, it was now experiencing the astonished gaze of the little Asian beasts in the classroom.

"Oh my God, how can you be an orc?" Baby Bear, who has a good relationship with Jella, widened his eyes and made a lot of efforts before finally accepting Jella's identity.

"You know, I came from the outside world. Although I am male, I am a little different from the orcs in your tribe."

The baby leopard was a bit lacking in heart, and was not troubled by Jella's gender at all. Instead, he stared blankly at Jella's fluffy golden hair and swallowed: "Me, can I touch it?" It must be very comfortable to touch! The baby leopard imagined the furry touch and showed a happy expression.

Three black lines slid down Jella's head: "... Yes."

However, it soon found itself making a stupid decision.

Didn't you say you're going to school? Why are the little friends so leisurely, they actually started lining up to touch their fur! Gela felt sadly that it had been reduced to a zoo animal.

Since the baby leopard first touched Jella's head hair, and said ruthlessly "good, good" on the mouth, everyone just picked its hair. Will my hair be bald?

Gela has never been like this day, so I look forward to the arrival of the teacher. Although he is a bit curious, although he always likes to talk about his wedding history, he can at least save it from being hot!

When Teacher Yaju stepped into the classroom and was greeted by Qi's brushed eyes, he was still a little scratched.

He put a wooden board in his hand: "Let ’s start the class. Today we are going to talk about the physical knowledge of orcs and sub-beasts. I counted to ten, and those who have not returned to the seat will accept my punishment, one, two. ... "The little Asian beasts rushed back to their seats. Just kidding, it's not fun to be followed by this teacher.

As a result, only a messy little lion remained in the vision of Mr. Yaju. When the teacher came over, the little lion blinked his eyes and looked at him innocently.

The teacher frowned and said, "Who put the little orcs in? Do you know that this is the class of the Asian beast?" He looked at the little lion and said politely: "Or do you intend to be one of us? Member, take on the responsibility of having children? Oh, no. Wait, why do I feel mental power from you? "

The little lion said weakly, "I'm Jella, I'm not a sub-beast, but the patriarch asked me to continue to learn spiritual power with you."

...

Jella was placed between a group of furry animals, and she glanced at Yasushi a little confused.

Teacher Ya Beast said: "My class this morning is specially prepared for Asian Beasts. Since you are not Asian Beast, you don't need to listen to it. You are here to learn the fighting skills with the orc cubs. Wait until I speak in the afternoon I ’ll pick you up when you ’re mentally strong. By the way, are n’t you still able to transform yourself? Feel more about the lifestyle of an orc, you can learn. ”He said to himself:“ Oh, I just do n’t understand , How could you be such an orc cub! "

So, Jella was so inexplicably kicked out of the classroom by the teacher.

A bunch of small animals appeared in front of its eyes, including rabbits, chickens, monkeys, deer, tigers, wolves, bears, leopards, lions, etc. A large group of fluffy cubs arched into a ball, not to be hilarious.

When Jella arrived, the cubs who were raised and chubby were huddled together, and the fighting process completely violated the rules of nature's food chain. For example, a very strong chicken was actually facing a thin bear. The cub pecking for a while, bullying the bear cub to no avail. For example, the monkey cub hangs on the tiger cub and swings on the flexibility, but the tiger cub can't throw it off ...

Seeing Jella, the cubs collectively stopped for a second.

Huh? (How about giving a newcomer a disposition?)

Hey, hey! (Okay, how do you do that?)

嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷, 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷? (It's better if we go up together and beat it down?)

Roar Roar Roar Roar! (Just do it!)

Jella didn't understand the language of the orcs, but found that they suddenly surged in their own direction. So it was drowned instantly ...