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

Chapter 376 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 68

Putting themselves in their shoes, they also value their loved ones at home more.

Su Muyou stood in front of the target person, quickly checked his body, and identified several wounds.

It's OK, no big problem.

The lion, who had been muttering to himself, straightened his attitude and stopped mocking Altaïr.

He greeted him respectfully, "Sir Saint."

Su Muyou raised his eyes and saw the claw marks on his face at a glance.

Looking down, there were obvious wounds on the arms and calves exposed outside the clothes.

Their injuries were much more serious than Altaïr's, and some were even bleeding.

Su Muyou: "......"

Orcs are sometimes really a magical species.

He's injured like this, but instead of going to see a witch doctor, he's just talking nonsense like nothing happened.

I don't know whether I should admire him as a tough guy, or complain that he is "unbelievable".

but......

The kitten suddenly looked far away towards the southeast of the square. There was little sunlight there, so it was temporarily designated as a place for the wounded to rest and recuperate.

Few people noticed that he had already come down from the stands.

Su Muyou pursed his lips and decided to demonstrate his strength and consolidate his position.

He waved at the lion, "Raise your hands."

Altaïr's injuries were not serious, and as his bonded partner, he would definitely follow his orders.

But it’s different for the male lion. If he’s a step slower, he might turn around and go looking for Xi Yan.

"Ah?" The lion didn't react for a moment.

No wonder he was slow to react.

After all, the kitten had never been so generous in front of outsiders, except for the first time he showed off his abilities to Vina.

Altaïr knew the kitten better, "The Son wants to heal you."

The lion suddenly realized what was going on and raised his hand without saying anything, saying, "Thank you, Saint Son!"

Su Muyou hovered his hand lightly over the opponent's wound, and the power of the beast god in his body began to flow.

A bright white light appeared, and the lion felt an itchy sensation on his arm.

That's a sign that the wound is growing flesh.

The healing speed that was visible to the naked eye made him stand there in a daze.

The other lion orcs who were watching the show were also peeking in, but due to the distance and angle, they couldn't see clearly.

Just as they were sneaking closer and standing on tiptoe to make an effort, the kitten had already withdrawn his hand.

"Alright." Su Muyou looked at the lion's other wounds. "It will be easier for me to deal with the other injuries if you turn into a beast."

The lion stared at his arm in a daze, then roared and turned back into a lion, lying on the ground decisively.

Treatment continues.

Although the orcs watching could not see the specific process of the wound healing, they could see that the Son of God changed his position every now and then.

If the lion's wounds had not healed completely, they would have thought it was just a simple bandage!

The kitten takes action too rarely.

For most of the tribesmen, his greatness only existed in what other beastmen had said.

Even though I knew that the Son of God could even cure Dick's blind eyes, what I heard from others still didn't make much sense.

Now that I have witnessed it with my own eyes, my eyes are wide open and my jaw almost drops.

This...this is too amazing!

The gazes falling on him became more and more intense, and the kitten felt more and more that his decision was correct.

I need to let these lion beastmen see how powerful I am.

Otherwise, the limelight will be snatched away by the wandering witch doctors who come later!

"Thank you, Master Saint."

As the person being treated, the lion admired and respected him the most. "I wonder if your guard team is still short of orcs? I was defeated by Altaïr, but I still have a great chance of winning against other orcs!"

He immediately performed a "self-recommendation".

Altaïr's cold eyes immediately fell on him, carrying a clear warning.

There are always other orcs spying on the kitten!

However, stopping one is of no use.

"Sir, you are so amazing!"

"Ahem, I also want to join the Guard, is there still a chance?"

"And me and me!"

Led by the lion, the surrounding orcs began to make a fuss, regardless of the severity of the incident.

The noise was so loud that even the wounded who were waiting for Xi Yan and Vina to treat their wounds in the distance cast curious glances.

"what happened?"

"Hey, I remember that guy was scratched by Altaïr in many places. Am I mistaken?"

"You should remember it correctly, because I saw it too."

"Did the Holy Son heal his wounds?"

"Are you trying to cover up for Altaïr and not want him to be hated by his own people?"

Doubt after doubt filled their hearts.

Altaïr frowned, will this ever end?

He took a deep breath and suddenly walked closer to the kitten.

Amidst the noise, he leaned close to the other person's ear and whispered, "Sir, I feel a little uncomfortable."

It seemed as if the wound caused by the lion had a buff that delayed the pain, and it was only affected now.

Altaïr's original intention was to take this opportunity to take the other party away from here.

Whether you go back to the stands or go home, just avoid the fiery gazes of these tribesmen!

Su Muyou first shook his head at the lion and said, "The guard team has no plans to recruit more orcs for the time being. Sorry."

There are enough of them already.

Kitty liked the sense of vanity that the grand occasion brought him, but remembering the names and animal characteristics of the members was already a bit tiring for him.

The lion was stunned. In fact, the rejection was completely expected.

But the Holy Son actually said "I'm sorry" to him. This seems a little different from what was rumored?

He wanted to know where my bad temper came from!

The status of the other party in his heart continued to rise, and in just a few seconds, the lion was already showing signs of becoming a fanboy of the kitten.

After Su Muyou rejected him directly, he turned to look at Altaïr and said, "Then you should also transform back into your beast form."

Prepare to cure the white lion in front of everyone.

Even if you are praised for curing an orc, there is a limit to how well you can do it.

He would take advantage of this opportunity of competition and the numerous injuries to give them some shock.

The kitten, who was getting into a dead end because of being ignored, was angry and said, the Son of God is no match for the witch doctor!

Su Muyu's purpose was not pure, but the concern in his eyes was real.

Altaïr looked at him, gave in, and obediently transformed back into his beast form.

Although he didn't like the feeling of his treasures being peeped at, but...

The kitten's will is above all else, and it can force itself a little.

With the cooperation of the white lion, Su Muyou received a lot of praise from the watching orcs.

So far, he didn't feel tired and his energy consumption was not much.

The kitten, with a string of tails following behind it, went to treat the injured guard members and other lion beastmen who were seriously injured.

The excuse is: they don't want these injuries to affect their upcoming matches against foreigners.

Such a statement undoubtedly once again won everyone's favor.

Sure enough, it was the right choice to sacrifice my dignity and ask the Son of God to join the Lion Tribe!

As for the members who had already joined the Guard...

No kidding, if Xiaomao said now that he wanted to go out and form his own tribe, it is not impossible for them to follow him with their families.

The Holy Son treats them as his own people!

However, Su Muyu ignored the orcs who had already gone to the witch doctor for treatment.

It seemed like he was considerately avoiding suspicion and not competing with the witch doctor.

In fact, only he himself knew that this was his revenge for their neglect of him.

Regardless of whether you agree to do it or not, you should at least ask, right?

Otherwise, what is the purpose of this Holy Son with healing powers? Just to sit there for show?

The commotion on the field was quite big.

In addition, the pressure on her body suddenly dropped, and Vina, who was busy, had time to take a break and rest. She also discovered that Su Muyu was treating everyone's injuries.

She was very pleased, her eyes full of kindness, as if she was watching her naughty and willful child at home finally grow up.

The kitten finally took on the responsibilities of a messenger of God.

"Very good." She sighed softly.

I don’t know if she was tired, but after she finished speaking, she suddenly started coughing.

Xi Yan, who was standing at the side, quickly noticed her abnormality and said, "Witch Doctor Vina, you should go and have a rest first. I can handle it."

"It's okay." Vina shook her head and cheered up. "Lord Saint has already helped us share some of the pressure. I can't hold you back any longer."

Xi Yan frowned slightly. Seeing her determined expression, he didn't want to force her to rest. "Then why don't you mix the herbs?"

All he needs to do to prepare the herbs is to sit there, and as for the other work of running around to apply medicine to the orcs, leave it to him.

Due to their nature, most orcs are carefree, but some of them are meticulous and sharp.

Vina is one of them, and she can feel that Xi Yan’s arrangement was made out of concern for her.

At the same time, he also understood that in addition to the kindness of teaching, Su Muyu also contributed partly.

"Okay." She agreed without refusing.

There was a hint of pity in his eyes.

Such a considerate child, if he really became the kitten's bondholder, he would definitely take good care of him.

......

The competition within the tribe has ended, and the number of tribesmen who will participate in the competition with orcs from other tribes has also been determined.

After being busy for most of the day, Su Muyu was carried back by Altaïr.

At the beginning, it was true that he was able to handle the situation with ease, but as he treated more orcs, his physical strength could not keep up.

Not only that, the divine power bestowed by the Beast God was also obviously less.

If Xi Yan hadn't continued to work hard next to him, he might have quit long ago.

The kitten gritted its teeth silently and made another note of the human doctor.

Fortunately, his unreserved dedication was not without reward, and the lion beastmen treated him with more respect.

After this day, whenever they get hurt again, the first orc they think of must be him!

Summary: Quite satisfactory.

The journey was smooth and they arrived home before the sun set.

Altaïr put Su Muyu on the bed, looked up at the other's pale face, and felt very uncomfortable.

If possible, he hopes he can help the other party bear everything.

"You can stop when you're tired. Don't force it."

Outside, Altaïr did not say anything to dampen the fun, considering the Son's dignity.

After returning home and being alone with just the two of them, he still revealed his true thoughts.

"The lion orcs are all in good physical condition. If the witch doctor gives them some medicine, they will recover quickly..."

Don't worry about them.

Altaïr, who was always direct in his speech, was worried that the kitten would think he was too cold. After careful consideration, he swallowed the last half of his sentence.

"What the witch doctor can do, I can do too!" The kitten who was still arguing with himself couldn't help but retort as if his tail was stepped on.

Altaïr looked at the anger on his face and instantly understood everything.

This is because one feels that one's status is threatened and becomes uneasy.

Everything the kitten did today was not at all what he said, it was all for the glory of the Lion Tribe.

It's all because of selfishness.

However, Altaïr was not disappointed in him. On the contrary, he felt very distressed.

Why do you attach so much importance to status?

When it comes down to it, it’s because the kitten’s previous wandering life was too hard.

It was so painful that he was afraid every moment that he would lose everything he had now and return to that kind of life.

"I know that Master Saint is the most powerful, but it hurts to see you tired."

Altaïr frankly expressed his true feelings, embraced Su Muyou in his arms, and gently patted his back to comfort him, "No matter what, I will always be with you."

Whether the kitten is a messenger chosen by the God of Beasts or a wandering orc who knows nothing, he is the other party's contracted person.

They are already a family, a family that will never be separated in this life.

Su Muyou, who was hugged tightly, listened to his words of loyalty and smelled his unique scent, and his restless emotions were soothed.

He raised his hands and hugged her back, but said in a muffled voice: "If I die in an accident, you will have to die with me."

Being together all the time, of course, also includes this.

Altaïr was stunned, unable to bear to hear the other party talking about life and death.

He held the other's hand a little tighter, "I will die before you."

He would not allow such an accident to happen.

Su Muyou bit his lower lip and suddenly felt a little sad.

He blinked hard to prevent himself from losing his composure, and said stubbornly, "If you die, I won't care about you. I will forget about you the next day."

Instead of getting angry, Altaïr smiled and said, "Okay."

The kitten is warning him not to die easily.

"Let's work hard together to survive?" He said this naturally.

If outsiders heard this, they would probably think that his words were a bit inappropriate.

After all, one of them is the highly respected Son of God, and the other is a tribal warrior with unlimited potential. Neither of them is an orc trapped in hardship in life.

But Altaïr saw nothing wrong with it.

The world of beasts is full of uncertainties and dangers, just like his parents...

He controlled himself not to think about the tragedy that had passed.

Fortunately, the kitten was in sync with his thoughts at this time and didn't think there was anything wrong.

He nodded slowly and responded in the softest voice possible, "Yeah."