Chapter 390: Preparing for the night (four)

Chapter 390 Preparing for the Dark Night (4)
In the evening, the Terran has opened a small-scale festival to celebrate the adulthood of Albert, and welcomes the 16-year-old tiger man to join the Turks.
(Note: The orcs are considered to be adult at the age of sixteen. Some of the shorter-lived clan will also advance this adult age.)
Since the patriarch and most of the warriors are not there, the ritual is relatively simple. After the people danced, the elders who presided over the ceremony said a few words like the human language that Bediville could not understand, and began to pick up the paint in their hands. Apply on the face and finish painting.
A large blue circle was painted on Albert's forehead, and his adulthood was completed.
Afterwards, everyone began to form a circle and celebrated by the campfire.
A large bowl of meat was placed in front of Bediville.
"This is nothing" is that Brady looked at the bowl of meat and had an ominous premonition.
"Yes, it's the meat of the Hydra." Albert looked very happy, sitting next to Bedyville, holding a large bowl of meat in one hand and a bottle of liquid in the other. "Eat, like People have already treated this and removed the toxicity. The taste is OK."
He grabbed a piece of snake meat and ate it with gusto. "It is better to eat with wine. Oh, sorry, forget that you are not yet adult, you can't drink."
The tiger screamed and ate, and looked happy. Did not say anything, but he only looked down on the meat of the Hydra. The meat is delicious, and it is hard to imagine the body of a violent monster from that swamp.
The meat of Warcraft is delicious. It is estimated that they are so powerful that they have almost no natural enemies, and the things they eat are also the creatures that survive in this harsh natural environment. Eat and eat, the flesh is extracted from this harsh nature to an extreme height.
The creatures that survived in the dark areas are actually great and towering.
Brady looked at the elephants in the square, only Paphos he knew. This taciturn elephant is not good at talking. Aside, aside in a state of semi-drunk, began to talk nonsense, and those who like people in Hussein a lot of Buddy can not understand.
The bored Bediville looked at the night sky, and there was still drizzle in the sky, but there were dozens of light spots in the air.
Being close to each other?
That is not the star. what is that?
"Ah, hahahaha, Betty, why are you alone in a daze? Come and come, you can drink more!" In the maddening Albert, he grabbed the werewolf boy and could not remember Brady. There is no adulthood yet. He holds the face of Brady and directly pours the fruit wine into the mouth of Bedyville!
"Stop! Hey!-" "Beddy still wants to resist, but when he speaks, he takes a sip, and when he wants to speak, he can't help but sip a drink."
This problem is serious. The werewolf boy who had never had a drink in his life, only felt that the spirit began to explode in his throat, letting him turn around.
"Hey!" He had not been able to resist and was drunk by Albert.
When Bedieville woke up again, it was the early morning of the next day.
He was surprised to find that he was being held in a cage.
The hangover made him a headache, and he thought he saw the illusion.
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However, all this is inevitable truth.
A fox man stood in front of Bedyville and was proud of it. Betty certainly knows this guy. He is the patriarch of the fox family, Leonard.
But the werewolf boy did not have time to go to the fox man. He looked around and looked for the tiger boy.
"Don't look for it, the white tiger has been sent to the study room for surgery. When you escape, his surgery is only half done, and the other half let us continue to complete it!"
Bedyville's eyes widened and looked at the fox patriarch with fierce eyes: "What are you doing with the objects?! What are you doing for Ayr?!"
"Where do I dare to target people, they are my most loyal allies!" The Leonard chief smiled, his fox mouth curled up in a funny way during the laugh. "I just yelled that they drank too much." When I am drunk, I will take back the [property] that belongs to me. There is nothing remarkable."
Bedyville felt a bit disgusting: "Who is your property! Damn bastard! We are -"
"Oh!" The fox man started a document. A thin document with a contract printed clearly states:
"I hereby acknowledge the transfer of Albert Roberts to the Director of the Third Institute of the Fox People, the patriarch of Leonard.
Property rights are issued by Gilbert Roble. "
The bottom right corner of the document also clearly has the signature of the Rabbi patriarch.
Bedyville was speechless. The Rabbi patriarch did indeed give his son Albert [sell] to the foxes. This document has legal effect, even if people come to find it, it is estimated that it is not awkward.
Bedyville immediately took up the momentum and whispered, "What do you want to do with Ayr? Why do you have to do this to him?"
"Why? Hahaha, don't look at me like this, I am a good man! He was originally a useless waste, but after my transformation, I can now become a good soldier!"
You should have seen it, the little boy who couldn’t do anything, after the transformation, you can start the wild animal! "
Sure enough, it is no accident that Albert can use the madness. The fox people must have buried something in the body of the tiger man and forced him to become a warrior.
"If the experiment is successful, our orcs will have the absolute power to suppress everything. The flow of humanity is not to be afraid! Do you understand?" Reinard sneered, his madness made Bedieville worry.
"The only side effect is that these guys are consumables. After three transformations, they will die and die. But, three times is enough. There are not many people who can come back alive in the last three battles!"
The werewolf boy sucked a cold sigh and was speechless, only to watch the fox patriarch leave.
"Oh, yes, your disposal will soon begin. You are really an interesting sample, I won't change your body, it's too wasteful - I still dissected you, let You only have one head left to live, and other parts are taken for study! Hahahahaha!-"
The fox smiled madly, leaving Bediville and going out.
"Ayr" Bedieville sighed. He couldn't easily see that Albert was able to catch such a small happiness, but now he saw Aile's happiness slipping away from his fingers.
The heart hurts. The misfortune of a friend is the misfortune of Bediville, and the sadness of a friend is the sadness of Bediville.
What can he do for a friend?