☆☆ Non-Human Pet Protection Association☆☆☆
President, no, you traitor, landlord! We agreed to protect the rights of non-human pets together!
№.114 ☆☆☆ Childhood Memories☆☆☆
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The different-nosed mouse, as the name suggests, has a peculiar nose that looks like a mass of octopus tentacles, which is extremely disgusting. They live underground and have poor eyesight, but the fire magic power they carry is all concentrated in those big red eyes.
The different-nosed rat had already started to eat the chopped ore crab. Its teeth are very sharp, and the hardness of this group of ore crabs cannot compete with it. The small crab group was in chaos for a while, and a few of them were bitten to death by the different-nosed rat, so frightened that they nestled aside and pretended to be dead motionless.
If the uninjured ore crab doesn't move, its breath is no different from earth and stone. The different-nosed rat ate the ore crab in its mouth and crawled towards Griffin. It has already smelled the blood of human beings, and those red eyes shone in the darkness, making it particularly penetrating.
Grievous held his sword and stared into those eyes. His current sword was made for him by Alex, and Slyer helped him draw a new fire pattern after consulting Rhett, but it has not been officially used.
It's getting closer. A wet thing touched Grief's hand lightly, which was a tentacle on the nose of the rat, and the strange touch made Grief's whole body goosebumps. With a twist of his wrist, the sharp sword swiped with a swipe, cutting off the nose of the Rat.
The stench of blood spurted out, and the different-nosed rat let out a scream. Grievous held the sword horizontally in front of him, he knew that the next challenge was the real difficulty - the eyes of the different-nosed rat became brighter and brighter, and then with two "poofs", its eye membranes burst, and the eyes spurted out. Two blazing fires came straight to Grievous.
The fire pattern lit up, and the sword absorbed all the flames spewed by the different-nosed rat and turned it into a blade of flame. Under the light of the fire, Grievous saw the miserable state of the different-nosed rat, and it stood up furiously and opened its mouth to bite Grievous's head.
The blond samurai naturally wouldn't give it such a chance. He jumped up and neatly chopped the huge Rabbit in two. The flames burned through the rat's body, and the hole filled with the smell of barbecue. The ore crabs were all stunned. They were originally a little photophobic. Now, under the irradiation of the scorching flames, they all shrank their bodies, wishing they could bury themselves.
"It's blocked here, can you dig it out?" Griffin picked up a ore crab and gathered it where it fell.
"Goooooooooooo!!" Ore Crab screamed in horror, completely unable to understand what Griffin meant.
"Forget it, while these fires are still there, let's try." Griffin raised his sword and aimed at the collapsed place, waving his sword and shouting the only spell he knew, "Fedelier—"
A huge fireball slammed into it, and Grievous obviously felt the vibrations around him. The ore crabs crawled forward with a "gu chi gu chi" cry. The passage he expected did not appear in front of him, and then the vibration became more and more obvious, and the clods and stones fell down one after another. Griev finally realized that something was wrong, and ran wildly behind the ore crab.
The corpse of the Rat was buried in the soil that collapsed again, and Grievous followed the ore crabs into a rock passage. After seven turns, they reached a relatively open area with some fluorescent stones on top, which was where the ore crab boss stayed before. At this time, the sword in Grief's hand had extinguished the flame, and the ore crabs could not ignore him. They were circling around anxiously, "coohoohooohoo", but there was no response.
They were abandoned.
Realizing this fact, the group of tiny ore crabs gathered into a group and tapped their pincers to confirm each other's existence. The encounter with the different-nosed mice just now made them lose a lot of friends. It's all to blame on the human, but the human is also very powerful...
There are many tunnels connected to this place. Grievous picked up a branch and lit it as a torch. After turning around, he found a mark at the largest hole. It was a small arrow, probably drawn with fluorescent stone. When the torch was far away, it emitted a green glow.
It is absolutely impossible for the earth-type monsters living in the ground to draw such a mark. No doubt, that was the signal left by Slyer.
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very hungry.
Slyer sat on the back of the ore crab, staring at the root in his hand dejectedly. The underground was too dark for him to estimate the time he had been kidnapped by this group of things, but they must have gone a long way by now. He is hungry and sleepy now. Although this group of things will give him something to eat when he eats, how can he swallow something like tree roots
"Cuckoo!" Slyer protested. After getting along with this group of things for so long, I understand a little bit of their language.
"Goooooooo?" (Then what do you want to eat?)
"..." The food that I can think of can't be described in the language of the ore crab at all. The most convenient thing is actually the ore crab itself, but Slyer obviously can't say that. So, he could only stare at the roots of the tree. Fortunately, although I can't swallow it, I can at least rehydrate it by chewing it, Slyer thought sadly, wondering when Grievous and Daddy and Daddy will catch up.
Suddenly, the ore crabs turned a corner, and then a light appeared in front of them, and the whole group of crabs began to climb up. Slyer closed his eyes and slowly opened them again.
They carried him to the top of a hill overlooking the city below. Slyer didn't know where the city was, but the slow-moving golden house stood out in its streets. The small golden house was very beautiful and exquisite, followed by a large group of servants, a servant in front was sprinkling something on the road, and a group of samurai warriors opened the way further ahead.
Had Grievous been here, he could have told him what was going on—that famous golden house, dedicated to King Abby by Robert thirteen years ago, with its base firmly attached to the carapaces of a colony of gold ore crabs, Therefore, it is called the "moving golden house" and is very popular with the queen. After Abby and Klein were annexed together, King Abby and Queen Abby both died, and this golden house wandered into the city and became a tool for the lady of the city to show off herself.
Those gold ore crabs are the most important group of children who kidnapped Slyer. They finally found the gold mine, and they reproduced the descendants who are said to be the strongest in the inheritance, but they were all taken away by Robert, and they melted their carapaces with an instant high temperature, so that the golden house was connected with them. In this way, the golden house has also become part of the shell of these children. Attacking the golden house will make them feel pain, but the golden house will overwhelm them, their health will deteriorate, their food is also restricted by humans, and there is no safe and reliable environment. There is no way to gain freedom by shedding its shell. For more than ten years, these gold ore crabs have not grown up at all, and their elders have always believed that if humans capture their children, they will also capture human children in exchange.
For more than ten years, there have been anecdotes about humans being caught by ore crabs and sent to the city where Jinwu is located in many places in Abby. These people more or less look like the people who participated in the production of the Golden House.
Today, the boss of the ore crab is full of confidence. It held the crab claws high on the top of the mountain, and made a "coo chi" sound to cheer its subordinates - this time, it must be successful, because this time, it must be the son of the culprit!
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In fact, Robert is no longer in Abby for a long time, even if the ore crabs really caught his son, it will not be useful - and Robert has no children. He was accidentally caught by Iger in his early years and was seriously injured. Although Iger was rescued in the end, But it also left scars that could not go away, and lost the ability to reproduce. Over the years, he could only give away or look at the beauties he grabbed.
Of course, neither Slyer nor Ore Crab knew about this kind of thing. The excited ore crabs found the rattan and wanted to tie Slyer firmly. Slyer hid the fluorescent stone in his sleeve and secretly prayed that the stone was sharp enough to cut the rattan.
At this moment, he suddenly felt the tremor of the wind. Hearing a "chirp", a scale cong rushed out of the woods, stepped on the ore crabs and jumped to Slyer's side, grabbed his belt with his mouth, and snatched Slyer from the ore crab's tail. He came over, threw it on his back, jumped away quickly, and disappeared into the forest.
Slyer's belt was tragically killed. He held his trousers in one hand and wrapped his arms around Chocolate's neck, surprised: "Chocolate! You're here to save me! Is Griffor here too?"
"Tweet Tweet, Tweet ~ Tweet Tweet Tweet, Tweet!" (I didn't see the master, you never came back, our carriage was stolen, I was hidden in the car and stolen together.)
"So, what about Daddy and Daddy, and the Phyllis? Aren't they in the carriage?"
"Tweet Tweet, Tweet Tweet, Tweet Tweet Tweet!" (It was Filler who came to tell them you were missing! I was left alone to watch the car, and they all went after you.)
"Ah? Where is the carriage now?"
"Tweet, Tweet Tweet! Tweet Tweet, Tweet, Tweet!" (It's in the city below! Those people wanted to give it away, I was so hungry and wanted to eat grass, so I found an empty space and locked the carriage and came out , didn't expect you to be here too!)
No one was found, and those who stayed to watch the house were stolen to their destination. Slyer sighed, grabbed a cane and tied it as a temporary belt, and found a few more fruits to fill his stomach. Thinking about the intricate tunnels, if they didn't find their mark, it was normal that they couldn't catch up.