Lion King’s Adopted Son

"Really, these two ..." The patriarch watched Pascal and Claire go away, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

"Do you think they did something wrong, my child?" The wise man who woke up somehow slowly reached the hole.

The Patriarch's brow has been locked since Pascal and Claire left, never letting go: "It's too dangerous to go out under such a heavy rain. In this weather, it is difficult to find food, and they have Unfamiliar with the mountain roads in this area, if you are not careful, you may fall off the cliff! Really, do these two guys know these? "

——Also, Pascal would just leave, what fun would Claire follow? Shouldn't she stay in the cave with her children?

"You underestimated their viability." The wise man shook his head disapprovingly: "I don't think they ran out unprepared. Pascal flew to the mountain carrying me several times. He was almost caught up by the flood, but he didn't go the wrong way in such a critical situation, which shows that he is not as simple as you think. "

"Really? How did that guy do it?" As for the words of the wise man, the patriarch did not doubt that what the wise man said must have been seen by his own eyes. But the patriarch still felt incredible about this fact. If it doesn't rain, all the orcs, even those who don't go out often, can easily find their way by virtue of the smell left behind.

But now it was raining heavily, and the rain washed away all the odors around it, which made it very difficult for them to distinguish the road by the smell.

"Don't underestimate your allies. Pascal can break through the trap set by the main city of Celant with a single shot. He must come to our orc territory, and there must be something special about him. The female of Seoul also has strong survivability and hunting experience. Although you have inherited your father's excellent talents, you are still too immature compared to him. There are many places to learn from him in the future. "

The patriarch pursed his lips and stopped speaking.

Although the words of the wise man did not sound good, he would no longer reject them. In these days, he has fully realized that he is far from being an excellent leader. It's not a shame to recognize your weaknesses. It is because of these shortcomings that he has a way forward.

"Wise man, in your opinion, why did Pascal and Claire have to risk going out?" The patriarch humbly consulted the old Asian orc.

The old Asian orc squinted: "Maybe they realized, maybe, this rain won't stop so easily. Pomelo, if we don't hunt, how many days can our food support?"

"Save a bit to eat, and you can eat for three days." Speaking of this, the patriarch's face was not very good-looking. These days, in order to save food, everyone has not eaten enough. If there is any danger now, they may not even be able to fight.

Originally, he never sent people out for food because he felt that the rain would stop soon. After all, the place where they lived never experienced heavy rain continuously for a long time. But now, looking at the sky where the rain had not faded at all, he suddenly became unsure of it all.

The old orc said, "Yeah, save a little bit and eat only three days." After a pause, he said, "The flood has not receded, and the rainstorm has not weakened. If before the disaster passed , Our food is finished, what should we do ... "

The patriarch's heart sank slowly, and the wise man's assumptions could not help him to think. If Pascal's and Claire's judgments are correct, and if the wise men's assumptions come true, once food is depleted, what is waiting for them will be a disaster.

"Wait another day," the patriarch said. "Wait another day. If the rain doesn't stop tomorrow, I will let everyone go out to find food and collect firewood."

...

Pascal put an energy shield over himself and Claire, so even if they hurried in the heavy rain, they were not wet. By this time, Jella had been taken from Claire's arms by Pascal, tucked in his clothes, and only a head was revealed at the neckline.

Jella was surprised to find that Pascal's body was dry and warm, not as wet or cold as he was in the cave.

What's more, Pascal and Claire hurried away quite quickly without being affected by the heavy rain. If it hadn't been seen that the rainstorm was still going on, I'm afraid Jella would have thought that the rain had actually stopped.

"Did you feel it, too, Claire?" Pascal slowed down and was on par with Claire.

In the course of traveling, Pascal has always been ahead of the lions of the Pascal Lions. Even if his followers treat him casually, at this time, they will automatically follow him to show their recognition of his leadership.

"Well." Claire said solemnly, "Since leaving the hill where the orcs live, the force that has been restricting my elemental power has weakened. Now, I can use the equivalent of a level one Elemental force. "

"I also restored the secondary fire elemental power," Pascal said. "I discovered it on the way to avoid the flood. However, I have not used this power in front of the wise."

As allies, Pascal and Claire already knew the situation of the orcs quite well, but the latter still knew little about the former. I have to lament that the orcs are too simple in some ways. No wonder they obviously have not weak strength, but in the case of occupying the home court advantage, they were so miserably packed by the expedition army of the Serant City Master.

Listening to the conversation between Pascal and Claire, Jella suddenly felt that the safety of his party was slightly secured.

The heavy rain caused the animals to crouch in their dens. Pascal and Claire had trouble finding their tracks because of their sensitive sense of smell. but--

"Worry about what this is doing, isn't there Jella?" Pascal patted his little head exposed from the neckline, his voice filled with trust.

"No wonder you didn't stop me when I wanted to bring Jella." Claire said. She thought that Master Pascal would prefer Jella to stay in that safe cave.

"Even if Jella doesn't have the ability to perceive, I won't leave it there alone." Pascal said, unfastening his front placket, holding the little lion's body with both hands, and putting it on the ground.

As soon as the little lion fell to the ground, he couldn't help shrinking himself into a ball, leaving Pascal's warm placket, it was so cold around him. But not long after, a light red light enveloped the little lion, and the temperature was controlled very appropriately. It was neither too cold nor too hot. It was as comfortable as when it was nestling in Pascal's arms. .

Pascal touched the little lion's furry head: "Well, go, Jella."

Jella: Why does it suddenly feel like Pascal is a policeman, it's a police dog? If it completes its mission, it will be rewarded by Police Pascal with a flesh bone ... stop!

Jella was chilled by her association. He shook his head, and began to sense the presence of prey around him.

After a while, the Jella detection radar really took Pascal and Claire to find two female pheasants and a nest of eggs they hatched.

Jella looked at the nest and swallowed.

They have a mouthful today, and it has been a long time since they ate delicious eggs. Although there is no omelette, scrambled eggs, tea eggs, but it is also satisfying to be able to eat poached eggs! In the lack of food season, some food is good, improving food is a luxury.

Unfortunately, Jella, still rejoicing, overlooked an important issue—

With so many eggs, how do they bring them back without a bag?

The pheasant was easy to handle. Claire had one in each hand, and soon caught two female pheasants who were awkwardly trying to escape. The two pheasants were still struggling in the hands of Claire. Claire used elemental force to suppress, and the two poor female pheasants were afraid to move immediately.

If they could talk, they would cry out with grief at this time: "No one who bullies pheasants like this!"

After looking at the pheasant, Jella looked back at the egg, and soon it couldn't stand.

"What are you doing, Pascal !!!" It rushed forward in a nursing gesture, blocking Pascal and the pile of eggs.

Pascal had two broken eggs at his feet. He was trying to cover up his own evidence, but apparently he failed.

Facing the eyes of the adopted son's complaint, he could only laugh and said embarrassingly, "This is just an accident."

Gela gave Pascal a hard look, and no matter how persuasive Pascal might be, he refused to let Pascal's poisonous hand touch these fragile eggs.

But it has not been a way to stay so rigid. The rain is gradually increasing and the visibility around it is getting lower and lower. If at this time they run into a predator, they are likely to be unable to keep their prey and have to give up these eggs.

Jella thought about it, and Pascal took off his linen shirt, and wrapped those eggs in his clothes.

It asked Claire to give Pascal the chicken in her hand, and then gave Clier the clothes wrapped in eggs.

"I'm here to get this?" Claire looked at Gela in surprise.

Jella nodded, the girl was more careful. Rather than handing the egg to Pascal, who is not a heavyweight, it is certainly safer to hold it by Claire.

Unfortunately, Jella made another mistake. Can the big cat world be equal to those sisters who came into contact with it in previous lives?

Claire took the egg: "Okay, but I hope you won't regret it."

It didn't take long for the scream of a little lion almost to penetrate the sky from the rain curtain: "Cleer !!!"