"You...you actually attacked us!" Karen's eyes widened and he looked at Pascal in front of him in disbelief. Pascal's medium-length golden hair floated due to the surge of air around him, and his eyes were full of cold light: "Don't mention your orc rules to me. That has nothing to do with me. I only follow the rules I recognize."
His eyes swept over Karen's body. Even though it was just an understatement, it made Karen feel embarrassed. Soon, Pascal's eyes looked past Karen and towards the sub-beast waiting behind Karen. They glanced around: "My rules are very simple. People who do not participate in hunting are not eligible to get prey, whether they are orcs or sub-beasts! So, you can't let me unconditionally divide the food between my subordinates and my beloved son." Here you go!”
"That's right!" Claire also said to the beasts who were about to pick up the leaks: "As females, I am ashamed of you! The protection of you by the beasts is not a reason for you to be idle! If you plan to follow us out, just You must understand that there is no free lunch in the world! No one has the obligation to prepare food for you! If you want to survive, you have to hunt on your own! Mr. Pascal and I will never give mercy to others and sit and wait. People who give alms to others!”
Although Pascal and Claire brought back a lot of prey in the past, many orcs and sub-beasts had not seen their force value, so they inevitably underestimated his force value. Today, Pascal forced Karen's husband back - a powerful tiger beast in front of everyone. Claire was so domineering that even the orcs had to retreat in front of her. This shows that these two people are not Soft persimmon. They are able to gain the respect of patriarchs and wise men entirely because they have this capital.
From now on, even if someone wants to cause trouble for Jela and his group, they may have to weigh their own abilities.
Karen finally knew that Pascal would not be polite to him because he was a sub-beast. Although he was full of anger, he did not dare to offend Pascal again. He could only scold her husband who had made him lose face: "It's such an embarrassment. What are you doing here? Do you want to continue to embarrass me? Leave immediately!"
"Father, I want to eat chicken..." The little orc was confused and did not understand what happened, but instinctively knew that maybe the chicken was not enough for it, so its tone began to become sharp and fierce: "Mother, mother, father, mother!"
Karen was annoyed by it for a while, and saw that the people in the tribe were watching his good show, and he felt even more shameless. He severely knocked off the little boy's little hand that was holding his sleeve: "Eat whatever you want! What time has it been and you still want to eat it!”
The little orc looked at him blankly for a second, and then burst into tears.
Karen looked at Pascal and saw that he was unmoved, so she pulled her youngest son and her husband, cursing all the way back to the corner.
"So, this is the teacher you chose for the little females in the tribe." Pascal looked at the wise man and said coolly.
The wise man gave a wry smile. He knew that Karen would not be a very good teacher. In the past, he thought that Karen just had some common problems among the sub-beasts of their generation, but he did not expect that Karen's private character would be so bad. If he treats his husband and children like this, how can he be expected to be patient with his students
Although Karen is one of the few sub-beasts of their generation who has awakened their spiritual power, the wise man has made up his mind. No matter what, after they go out, Karen cannot continue to be the slave of the little sub-beasts. Teacher. If the little beasts learn all of Karen's bad habits, the next generation of the tribe will really be doomed.
The wise man glanced at Sang. In fact, he originally preferred to have his students teach the little beasts, but unfortunately Sang was unwilling to take care of children, so he had to give up this idea. After he gets out, he'd better give some good advice to his students.
Sang was stared at by the wise man with hair all over his body. When he saw his teacher looking at him with satisfaction, he knew that he was probably being targeted by his teacher again and wanted to assign him hard work, so he hurriedly hid aside and left his home. The scope of the teacher’s field of vision.
"Next time, when you go hunting, can you take me with you?" Sang approached Pascal directly.
"You want to go hunting with us?" Pascal was surprised by Sang's proposal.
"Yes, I can use my mental power to help you find the location of your prey." He glanced at Jera who was squatting in the corner planting mushrooms: "I know your little Jera can also use mental power, but after all, it is just a Little child, overdrafting your mental energy will do no good to it, and you don’t want to make it too tired, right?”
Sang had gone out to forage with the orcs in the winter. Pascal had also been in contact with him several times. He knew something about Sang's abilities. Sang had quite good mental power. His mental power The level is among the best among the sub-beasts of their generation. Every time he participated in hunting, Sang only took his own share of the prey and was not greedy. If Sang wanted to hunt with them, he wouldn't object.
only-
"Aren't you going to hunt with the orcs in your tribe?"
Sang curled his lips: "It's so boring to hunt with them. They will only tell me that it is dangerous here and I can't go there. They will care more about my situation than the prey. This is really too bad. This makes me I feel like I am completely a burden to the team. I obviously have enough ability to protect myself, but no one cares about this! Only you are different." He blinked and said with a smile: "Besides, I prefer to hunt with you. Feeling. You are very capable and I think you are very interesting!"
Sang's eyes were bright and clear, reflecting a fiery radiance when he looked at Pascal. His affection for Pascal was completely undisguised, and now even the slow Jela noticed it.
Last time, Yashou's love for Claire could be said to be a mistake. This time, Yashou's implicit love for Pascal, how will Pascal handle it
Although Gera finds most sub-beasts to be annoying, San is obviously not one of them. He is diligent and motivated, and has the same cheerful temperament as Claire. I heard that he also went hunting with Pascal and had several contacts.
Maybe Pascal will like this one? After all, according to his age, he has already reached adulthood, but until now, he still does not have a female of his own by his side. This cannot be justified. After all, it is the instinct of a male lion to mate with a female. Although the sub-beast is different from the female they understand, it is still a female after all...
Jera lowered her ears and suddenly felt something uncomfortable in her heart.
Although it firmly does not admit that Pascal is its father, it has actually regarded Pascal as its own relative without knowing it. Parents are looking for a partner, and any child's mood is complicated. Jela thought, Pascal is looking for a female, which means he is about to have a foster mother
Can this adoptive mother get along with him? Will he dislike her eating too much and secretly throw her out like Ryan
Thinking about it, Jela's little face almost wrinkled up. If it had to choose, it would rather Pascal choose Claire or another lioness in the pride as his wife. At least it knows that they will treat it well and it will not have any problems getting along with them.
... If Pascal knew that a sub-beast confessing to him could arouse so many messy associations in Jela, he would have knocked these thoughts out of his little head.
Originally, Pascal thought that Sang's proposal could be considered, but now that he found that Sang was interested in him, he would not go out hunting with Sang anymore, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings. He hasn't found a female yet so that we can happily roll on the bed together. Oh no, the idea of rolling into a pile of grass is not to harm others.
Pascal pulled Jela out from the corner and said carelessly: "Let's forget it. This kid of mine is very energetic, so he can get more exercise. If you join us, he will have an excuse to be lazy. Now. I only plan to train my boys now, and I don’t have time to think about anything else. If you want to go out hunting, you should find the orcs in your tribe, they should be happy to form a team with you."
Although Sang's character is a bit more out-of-the-box and more orcish, there are only so many sub-beasts in the clan, which can be said to be more than enough for a porridge young monk. Of course, the orcs don't mind taking Sang to hunt with them. Pascal's words can be regarded as a clear rejection of Sang. Although the other orcs were angry at Pascal's ignorance, they were relieved.
Ya beast! They finally saved one of the few sub-beasts!
Sang's eyes darkened: "That's right, I understand." Growing up, he had never been rejected by anyone, so it was inevitable that he felt a little disappointed.
Although he had a good impression of Pascal, he didn't care enough about Pascal as much as he liked him. Therefore, after a while, he felt relieved.
Pascal pinched Jela's ears: "Are you happy now?"
Jira turned his head and said, "It's none of my business!"
"You really don't care about your business?" Pascal said with a smile: "Whose tail almost exploded just now?"
"You are wrong." Jela said calmly: "I remember that your eyesight has become so bad before you are old. You should be careful."
"Little bastard, who are you talking about!"
"Whoever answers the question says."
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The cave returned to its previous atmosphere, as if the episode just now had never existed.
Everyone smelled the aroma of meat coming from Pascal's side, and looked at the heavy rain that showed no sign of stopping outside the cave, and their hearts became heavy again.