The male protagonist is bad again, and the dedicated host is going crazy

Chapter 343 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 35

The lion chief followed the kitten worriedly. "This problem even troubles the Son of God" scared him a lot.

However, after entering the house and seeing Altaïr's condition, his heart suddenly settled down.

The expression was happy for a second and then stopped, and was then replaced by complex depth.

Artair knew that he could no longer hide his situation, so he just gave up.

He rested his head on his front paws and let out a long breath.

Seeing that the lion chief was only thinking about himself and didn't explain to him, the kitten frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Don't just change your face, say something!

"Don't worry, it's a good thing." The lion chief pretended to be calm, "He has just grown up."

The most critical feature of a lion beastman's transformation into an adult is entering the fever period.

It is divided into three stages.

There are two types of first stage.

The lion beastman has reached a certain age, or in his mind, he has the urge to reproduce ahead of time, which is commonly known as precocious puberty. Of course, precocious puberty has its limits, and it will not be exaggerated to be several years early.

In the second stage, after the body senses it, it begins to develop rapidly towards maturity.

The third stage is the state of preparation.

Altaïr is now in the second stage.

The baby lies on the ground and cannot get up because he is experiencing growing pains from growing too fast.

The reason why the Lion Chieftain had mixed feelings was that according to his original calculations, it would take at least half a year for the other party to experience what was happening now.

It would be fine if it was earlier, but who was that little thought directed at? It really gave him a headache.

He didn't expect that this boy was so bold.

You have only been with the Holy Son for a few days?

Thinking of this, the lion chief glared at the white lion lying on the ground. What was going on?

Altaïr dropped his eyes. If he didn't see it, it didn't exist.

When the kitten heard the lion chief's explanation, his frown relaxed.

He had only known the white lion for a short time and didn't know the other's exact age. He just thought it was a normal development trend.

I didn't connect this abnormality to myself.

He crossed his arms over his chest and said nonchalantly, "Oh."

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but when I looked at the white lion again, it seemed a little different from yesterday.

For example, the mane around the neck is more fluffy and longer.

Overall, it is also a bit bigger.

When you think about the magic of this world, it may not all be an illusion.

Of course, contrary to his apparent indifference, Su Muyou still felt a little confused in his heart.

The nature of love is always the same.

It was just a beautiful dream, but it turned into an activity of forcing things to happen.

You know, in the script, the white lion's fever ends when the human doctor arrives.

But this time point is still far away from now.

Perhaps it was due to the influence of "albinism" or the environment in which he grew up, but Altaïr's enlightenment was later than that of other orcs of the same age. Not only did he not enter the fever period earlier, but it was delayed.

Now, there is a two-level reversal, and it is directly advanced.

The excuse of "still a child" can no longer be used.

Su Muyou vaguely felt that "hard days" seemed to be waving at him.

Only at this moment did he realize the seriousness of the matter.

The combination of a lion and a calico, isn’t the size difference a bit too big?

Can it work...

When the Lion Chief saw that the Son of God had fallen into silence, his eyes were blank, as if he was thinking about something, he immediately realized that Altaïr's fever had come at a bad time.

In his current condition, it would be difficult for him to recover his previous mobility quickly, so how could he protect the kitten?

The things Dick had mentioned flashed through his mind.

The Lion Chief cleared his throat and asked tentatively, "Sir, are you worried about the Contracted Persons? If necessary, I can help you select another batch."

Not just one, but a batch.

Looking at the entire beast world, the size of their tribe is not too big, but it is not small either.

There are hundreds of young and strong tribesmen living in the territory.

It would be more than enough to pick out a small team to serve as a special guard team.

After these words were spoken, the first person to react was Altaïr.

He, who was originally listless and weak, suddenly raised his head and roared in dissatisfaction, "Roar!"

The sound was more powerful than before, with great penetrating power and majestic momentum.

Su Muyou glanced at Altaïr.

The new abilities he obtained from the Beast God allowed him to understand the animal languages ​​of other races without any hindrance.

He knew that this roar was not a protest, it was purely a vent.

It's a loud noise, but its meaning is similar to the human 'tsk'.

Su Muyu's mood was a little subtle.

Based on his understanding of his lover, the other party will make concessions not because of generosity, but because they put him first.

Unlike the dream where their brain circuits were not on the same channel, this time, their thoughts and ideas were in agreement.

Altaïr was filled with displeasure, but he would not let his emotions control him.

He knew that in his current condition, he could not protect the kitten.

Nothing is more important than the other person's safety.

A hint of determination flashed in the white lion's eyes.

That is the desire to become stronger.

Although the lion leader was yelled at, he also understood that Altaïr had no intention of stopping him, so he asked again, "Son, what do you think?"

"You can choose whatever you want." Su Muyou crossed his arms and generously expressed his trust. "I believe the clan leader will satisfy me."

The kitten didn't care about who was on the bond or not, he was only worried that his position might not be stable enough.

As more and more followers express their sincerity openly, he will feel more at ease.

"Haha, Lord Saint, just wait for my good news!" The Lion Chieftain got the answer he wanted and left with a satisfied smile.

Even the construction of the white lion's residence was stopped to hold a tribal meeting.

The room belonging to Xiao Sanhua lost its liveliness and became quiet again.

The white lion lying on the ground didn't look like an apex predator and whimpered softly.

"Just say what you want to say. I'm too lazy to guess what you're thinking." Su Muyu forced himself to harden his heart and waved at the white lion, who seemed to be feeling resentful of having fallen out of favor.

Altaïr thought about his strengths over others.

He is not blindly arrogant, and has never had a serious fight with anyone in his tribe.

The truth is: he has no idea how strong the other lion beastmen are.

"They don't know how to catch fish." This is the only thing that can crush the competitors.

Even so, Altaïr's tone did not sound very happy.

Fish is not on the lion's regular diet, and other orcs don't know how to eat it simply because they have never thought of learning.

If you really want to please the Son of God, everything is hard to say.

Su Muyou raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and squatted down in front of the white lion. "Indeed, you are unique, at this point."

The second half of the sentence is a compensation in line with the role.

The first half of the sentence was his true feelings expressed.