Chapter 2172: Big Horn

"Really strange! Can you meet other passers-by in such a ghost place?" Clark muttered and was about to open the door.
Qiao An quickly stopped the Frost Giant.
"It's not clear whether it is a friend or an enemy. Don't open the door in a hurry. Go to the window and have a look."
The two went up to the second floor, looked out through the small window, and they were both stunned.
A Tara beast stood alone outside the fortress gate, pacing back and forth.
As if smelling the scent of stewed meat floating out of the window, the giant beast took a deep breath, its big nostrils trembling slightly, swallowed his saliva with a gul, turned and lowered his head, hit the door with its horns, and then made a bang.
"Hey! Brother Qiao'an, the guy outside looks a bit familiar! Isn't it the Tara beast you conquered in the canyon near White Bear Village?!"
Clark couldn't help exclaiming.
Qiao An also recognized it, and said thoughtfully: "After the battle that day, I left the Tara beast in the canyon. I didn't expect to encounter it again here. What a coincidence!"
"Coincidence?" Clark smiled and shook his head. "I think Tara beast probably smelled your breath and followed all the way."
At first, Qiao An felt that Clark’s guess was too far-fetched. However, when you think about it carefully, Tara’s nose is indeed very good, not to mention that the charm spell he previously applied to it has not been lifted, and it can continue to be effective for up to 23 days. This behemoth really remembers himself.
Thinking of this, Qiao An quickly stepped downstairs, first blessed himself with two protective spells, just in case, and then opened the fortress gate.
Tara was pacing impatiently outside the door.
Hearing the opening of the door, he immediately stopped and turned his head. The moment he saw Qiao An, his eyes overflowed with joy, rushed over, bowed his head in his arms, and almost pushed him down.
Clark ran over quickly, lest the monster hurt Qiao Ann, and pushed it away.
"Brother Joan, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Qiao An shook his head, indicating that the Frost Giant didn't need to be nervous, "Tara Beast didn't mean to attack me, it really recognized me."
"Oh! It's his own, then it's okay!" The frost giant patted Tara beast on the head cheerfully.
The giant beast was a little jealous of the frost giant, but did not resist his favor.
Qiao An knew that Tara beast had much higher intelligence than ordinary beasts, and he could understand human words. He stroked the soft mane hanging from his ears, and said softly: "Follow us so far, you have worked so hard, you haven't eaten yet. Something? Why don’t you come in and have a bite."
Tara beast snorted happily, nudged affectionately on the young mage, strode into the door, slammed the Frost Giant out of the way, sniffed the table where the "sacred pot" was placed.
"Hey! Brother Joan, look, this guy really doesn't think of himself as an outsider. He came in when he said he would like to eat. I don't know how to be polite!" Clark said angrily at Tara.
Qiao An couldn't help being funny.
"It's just a beast. I don't know anything about politeness. I haven't seen you be polite to anyone... Anyway, there is enough food, and I don't have a mouthful of it."
Clark also wanted to refute, and found that Tara was skillfully picking up the lid of the pot, throwing it aside, sniffing the aroma of stewed meat wafting from the pot, craned his neck and probed into the pot.
"shut up!"
The Frost Giant dashed forward, grabbed Taramon's tail with both hands, and forcibly pulled it away from the pot.
"Six-legged fool! Even if you are not afraid of burning your mouth, I don't want to eat your saliva!"
Tara beast was grabbed by the Frost Giant by its tail, groaned with anger, raised its hind legs and kicked in a circle.
Clark didn't react slowly, using the housekeeping skills of a champion boxer, moving flexibly, avoiding the serial kicks of the Taramon.
Qiao An looked at these two treasures and couldn't help but sigh. It seems that wrestling with bears is no longer enough for Clark, so he will be arranged to wrestle with Taramon in the next step.
From the storage bag, he took out the largest iron basin, Qiao Ann held a pot of stew from the pot and put it on the table, beckoning Tara to come and eat.
The two were a beast, and had a noisy dinner. Qiao An used a spell to clean the tableware, and by the way a "magic trick" was used to clean up the mud, snow and odor from the Tara beast, and it became white all over the body, just like one. A big sheep.
Clark was holding a wine glass with his left hand and stroking with his right hand on the Tara beast. He said to himself, "The most valuable thing on this guy's body is this long hair. When should I cut it and make two woolen coats? of."
Tara Beast heard that the frost giant wanted to knit his own baby's mane, turned his head and glared. Suddenly he grabbed the wine glass in Clark's hand with his probe, grabbed it unexpectedly, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.
With a sound, spit out the cup, Tara beast licked his mouth, and burped a drink unconsciously.
"Wow! I haven't slapped your hair yet, you stole my wine first. You really don't want to eat at any loss!" The Frost Giant picked up the wine glass and couldn't laugh or cry.
Qiao Ann watched them fighting, and when he was amused, he also felt that the relationship between Taramon and Clark was not that bad, rather than saying that they were establishing friendship in a special way.
"Brother Qiao'an, this guy is determined to follow us for nothing. If you can't bear to drive him away, you'd better give him a name. Once you have a name, it will be more convenient for me to scold him later. "
Clark said half-jokingly.
"Brother Clark, I'm not good at naming, and I don't plan to keep pets, so you should come and give this Tara a name." Qiao An whispered.
The Frost Giant froze for a moment, then looked back at the young mage's back, and stopped talking.
After a while, Clark coughed dryly, stroked the horns of the Tara beast, and said, "This guy has three most obvious characteristics, six legs, long hair, and a pair of big horns. It's better to give him these characteristics. Name it."
"How about the first candidate name,'Six-legged'?" Clark asked Taramon.
"Hey 嘢嘢嘢~~?!" Tara beast yelled angrily, strongly opposed.
"So, how about'long hair'?"
"Bah!" Tara's attitude eased a little, but he still disliked it.
"There is only one candidate left, is'Big Horn' always okay?"
Tara Beast didn't make a sound. It seemed that the name "Big Horn" seemed to be okay-at least it was a little better than the two just now.
That night, "Big Horn" slept on the first floor of the fortress.
Clark still had a lot of complaints at first, worrying that Tara would be wild in the middle of the night and would be aggressive or indecent while he was asleep.
"Dajiao" retorted with an angry "Baa", saying that he was the one who should be worried about being violated.
After finally persuading them to share a room, Qiao An returned to the study on the second floor to study spells.
The long night passed quietly. When he finished his meditation, he remembered the dispute between Clark and Dahorn before going to bed, so he stepped lightly to the top of the stairs, looked down, almost laughed.