Chapter 23: 23

Before he could protest, Gerald felt himself falling on a thick, furry back, and the owner of the back turned his head and looked at him gently and indulgently.

Claire patted Geraly’s head lightly: “What are you still doing stupidly, hurry up and help Dad lick his hair! This way his wounds will recover faster.

” The wound…?, Gerald was dumbfounded.

This… Really want me to lick? He can’t do this kind of licking, can he! Gerald looked at Claire for help. Claire didn’t understand his thoughts, and made up her mind that Gerald had never licked hair for others, for fear of hurting Pascal. She smiled gently and reassured: “Don’t worry, Lord Pascal won’t blame you for licking him. In our tribe, only the closest people are allowed to lick each other’s hair. If you are willing to licks his hair, he will definitely be very relieved, darling, come on.”

Happy? What a delight to have a wet tongue swiping around! It’s good not to be frightened, okay?

If the placed in Gerald’s past life, this practice is naked-naked-naked sexual-harassment!

Gerald turned his head, just about to refuse righteously, but met Pascal’s expectant eyes. Pascal had never seen him with this kind of eyes, as if he was a puppy that had just returned from an adventure and was waiting for the owner’s praise, which was unbearable to refuse.

After all, this lion has just escaped from death, is it too inhuman to refuse his request now?

Isn’t that just licking hair? Although this kind of behavior is too much in the human world, it is a very normal thing for small animals!

Gerald continued to build in his own mind, then took a deep breath and buried his head in the fluff on Pascal’s back in resignation. The big lion narrowed his eyes happily when his pink and tender tongue swept gently on Pascal’s back.

Speaking of which, this is the first time that Gerald is willing to take the initiative to get close to him. In the past, didn’t this little conscience want to hide away when I saw him? Pascal never thought that showing weakness in front of his adopted son would have such a good effect.

In fact, Pascal doesn’t hurt. This level of injury is really nothing to him, but if it can be exchanged for being close to Gerald, it seems not bad. Should he pretend to be in pain and let the little lion continue to care for him and get close to him in the next few days?

Pascal’s lay on the ground, propping his head comfortably, enjoying the care of his adopted son. His ears moved with the movements of the little lion on his body, and he seemed to have a strange sense of joy.

The little lion couldn’t see the complacent expression of the big lion, and found that the big lion suddenly fell on the ground. Or was Pascal finally unable to hold on because of his injuries and passed out?

“Claire, Claire! Let’s see how Pascal is doing? Has he passed out?” There was a hint of crying in the soft voice of the little lion.

Claire stood aside with a black line: “He’s alright, don’t worry about Lord Pascal, he is fine, it doesn’t matter if you lick a little harder.” -Really, Lord?

How Pascal always Become so rascal? Obviously there is nothing to do, who is this look for?

However, for the sake of the fact that her lord had just escaped from death, Claire decided to let him enjoy Gerald’s concern a little more and not expose him.

“Is he really okay?”

Gerald stepped on Pascal’s back carefully. The steady vibration of the big lion’s breathing came from under the paws, and Gerald was relieved.

He doesn’t sound like he’s very painful.

Gerald finally let go of his hanging heart and continued to lick Pascal’s wounds.

There were many small wounds on Pascal’s body, licking all the way, and a series of saliva marks followed behind Gerald. He looked at those saliva marks, and his face turned red involuntarily. This way…he always feels like he’s indecent to Pascal.

However, when he saw the broken branch of the branch stuck in the wound in front of him, the blush on Gerald’s face all disappeared again. He began carefully licking Pascal’s wounds, picking out the broken pieces. Even though he had made his movements as gentle as possible, he could still feel a slight vibration from under his claws whenever he squeezed the broken bar out of the flesh.

It must hurt, Gerald thought. However, this person never knew how to cry. Even if it hurts and bleeds, he will only endure silently, shrink in a safe place, and wait for the wound to heal.

Before this incident, Gerald never knew that he was such a soft-hearted person, and he never knew that Pascal’s influence on her had become so great unknowingly.

After treating Pascal’s wound, Gerald jumped off his back and walked forward with a flick of his tail. He remembered that he had just seen an herb in this cave, which might help Pascal as soon as possible. Recover from injury. The thought of the hairless and bleeding part of Pascal’s back made Gerald feel a little irritable.

The moment Gerald jumped off Pascal’s back, Pascal, who was already “sleeping”, immediately shook his mane, stood up in good spirits, and looked at Claire suspiciously: “What are you going to do, Gerald?”

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How do I know!” Claire said angrily: “However, it can be seen that he is very worried about you. Lord Pascal, your body is obviously fine, why did you pretend to be weak in front of Gerald? So pitiful? You are bullying little Gerald at all!”

“I didn’t intend to bully him, I was just cultivating a relationship with him.” Pascal was in a good mood and didn’t care about Claire’s accusations against him at all: “You know, I usually act too strong and serious, which is not good for my closeness with my adopted son.”

“Whatever you say, anyway, I don’t allow you to bully little Gerald – don’t be in a hurry to deny it, you’re making little Gerald sad, you’re bullying him!” Seeing Gerald coming back with a little tail, Claire Lowered his voice: “You’d better ‘get well’ as soon as possible, otherwise, be careful I will pierce you in front of Gerald!”

“You are such a terrible subordinate, Claire. Not only you didn’t take care of your boss’s problems , and also learned to threaten your poor just-injured boss.” Pascal spoke to Claire vigorously, and quickly fell back with a sullen expression.

He is a good father who knows how to be considerate of his son. He has to give his son a chance to behave, right?

When it was time for dinner, the steaming aroma of meat filled the cave, making all the hungry orcs and sub-beasts move their noses.

These days, everyone’s appetite is not very good. They are sad for their hometown buried by the flood, worried about the wise people who don’t know their life and death, and confused about their tribe and their own future living conditions. A variety of factors have caused everyone’s emotions to be low. Even the savory broth could taste nothing in their mouths.

But it is different now. The wise man has returned, and the patriarch has become more reliable, pointing out the way forward for everyone. The haze that has been shrouded in everyone’s hearts has dissipated a lot, and everyone is in the mood to taste the food.

When everyone fled, they didn’t bring a pot with them, only some food and water. However, the survival ability of the orc tribe is obviously very strong, but in a short time, they have already collected materials on the spot in this cave and made a stone pot.

There was a fire under the stone pot, and smoke was coming from the pot. Everyone smelled the fragrance in the pot, swallowed their saliva involuntarily, and gathered around.

Since the flood had not yet passed, and the food that everyone brought on the road was limited, the patriarch did not dare to let people cook too much food without knowing how many days they had to rely on the food and water in their hands to survive. In fact, the amount of food in the pot is enough to fill everyone’s stomach, and it is impossible to eat enough.

Therefore, every time it is time to eat, everyone will rush to the pot to grab food. If you arrive late, you are likely to be hungry.

A few days ago, Gerald didn’t join the team to grab the food. The food that Claire grabbed, plus some of the food they brought with them, was enough for the two of them. But now, there is still a large sick patient waiting for someone to feed him, so he can no longer be slack at work. Gerald raised his right front paw and shook it, and then lowered her body, like he was ready to sprint.

Pascal had never seen Gerald like this before, and only thought that Gerald, who was alive and kicking, was quite cute.

He asked Claire that stood next to him: “What does that little guy’s action mean?”

“I don’t know, Gerald always does weird things sometimes.” Claire shook her head, guessing randomly : “Maybe he’s cheering for himself? Oh, I don’t know.”

The lid of the pot had just been lifted, and the little lion rushed over like an arrow. Relying on his small body, he nimbly shuttled between the orcs and the sub-beasts, and soon reached the pot.

When the little lion walked to Pascal’s place with a bowl full of hot broth in his mouth and put his head on him to let him eat, Pascal couldn’t bear it any longer and took the little lion into his arms. inside.

“Hurry up, the broth is about to be spilled!”

Claire heard Gerald’s cry, and just turned around, she saw a strange scene: the adults of her family were holding a little lion, and the little lion was trying to stand up. Two front claws, carefully holding a crumbling stone bowl.

“Pfft!” Claire couldn’t help laughing: “Lord Pascal, little Gerald, what are you doing?”

Gerald’s eyes never left the stone bowl between his claws. With Claire’s joking voice, he said angrily: “Stop laughing, Claire, come and help!”

In the end, Pascal drank only half of the broth Pascal grabbed by Gerald, and most of the other half went into Gerald in the stomach.

After eating the last piece of jerky in her hand, Claire shoved Gerald into her jacket and walked to the hole with Pascal.

“What are you going to do? It’s still raining heavily outside.” The patriarch stopped at the entrance of the cave.

“We’re going to go out and find something to eat,” Pascal said. “I’m afraid the flood won’t recede these days, but we’ve run out of food. I can’t let my children and subordinates go hungry with me.”

It’s not that the patriarch did not find out about the shortage of food and water, but he still stopped him: “This is too dangerous.”

“Believe me, this is just a hunt for us.” After that, Pascal and Claire, they ran quickly together, and after a while, their figures disappeared into the rain.

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