Many years ago, the Golden Lion Empire used to be the most powerful country in the northern end of the continent. But now, the entire north and even most of the east have switched to the Northern Emerald New Calendar.

This small country that originally lived in the ice plains, after going to the sand ghost, quickly expanded its territory and swallowed it. In the past 730 years, it has firmly controlled the entire northern continent. And its current ruler, Sapir King, is a complete idiot.

don't know which tendon is wrong, he was born to love the Golden Lion Country, even though the latter has long ceased to be glorious, and even under the ruin of the previous emperors of pleasure, he is about to roll with a city-state like Leiyin City. went together. But he still takes the Golden Lion Country as a thorn in his side.

He always tried his best to humiliate Golden Lion Country, either explicitly or implicitly, whenever he could.

Like this blind lion in front of me.

"Ten minutes ago, when the Sand Ghost crossed the border, these idiots were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to their ancestors." Osved said with a cold face, "Now I have the heart to laugh at others."

Long before he took over, speaking privately of North Emerald Country and Sapir, the evaluation was only four words: "Sooner or later."

Now, standing in front of the bright humiliation of North Emerald Country, he didn't throw out those four words for granted. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and turned his head to Kevin, "I hate kneeling, I hate it."

Kevin's eyes moved, and he picked his chin at the disabled male lion in the cage: "Who is not."

Who is not.

No one wants to kneel even if they are blinded, their sharp claws are broken, and they become disabled.

The lion that was pushed into the iron cage suddenly let out a low roar, and the lame front paw slammed into the ground twice, forcing it to stand up straight.

Its body was shaking frantically, whether it was too painful or too laborious, in short, it was definitely not because of fear.

In fact, although its blind eyes look terrifying, its head swaying from side to side always gives people a sense of daze - it doesn't seem to know where it is and what kind of danger it is about to face. All the subtle voices from the opponent were covered up by the noisy voices and shrill whistles around.

The black-eared wolf on the opposite side seemed to have been drugged, or moved some other hands or feet. His eyes were so red that blood was almost dripping, and his fangs were still stained with minced meat. It seemed that he was not far from madness. . When it saw the male lion entering the cage, it paused as it circled back and forth.

He tilted his head and hung a front paw, carefully observing his opponent this time.

Soon, its front paws slowly fell to the ground and continued to circle around the iron cage. Relying on the fact that the lion was blind, it even bumped into it twice as it passed by the lion, making a low grunt in its throat, whether it was a warning or a provocation.

"This is a stray male lion we caught in Skull Valley. He probably got lost and lived by eating garbage." A young man standing beside the iron cage opened his mouth arrogantly, turning the gemstone ring in his hand. , and said slowly: "It's so pitiful, so we want to give it another way to live. This game is not a gamble, it's over, if the old guy wins, all the money will go to it, I'll buy it for it The best meat, please the best veterinarian, and give it a delicate and comfortable cage. If you lose..."

He paused, then said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter if you lose, it's just for fun, the money belongs to you, we will continue on our way at dawn."

After listening to his fart, Kevin commented succinctly: "Little beast."

Osved frowned: "I know that he, Sapir's youngest son Bott, has a short-lived appearance with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, spending money like water, looking for excitement, personality... I agree with your point of view."

The whistling grew louder from the crowd, particularly loudly by Bert's gang of disguised squires.

The owner of the opposite Gregory Ear Wolf had no objection to Bote's idea of ​​"giving money away when he was too busy", he happily pressed his chips and nodded to the referee.

The black-eared wolf was still provocatively circling around the male lion, his stout tail swept the male lion's claws boldly from time to time, and the purring at the bottom of his throat never stopped, as if he was not afraid of it at all.

The referee picked up the huge copper bell and shook it twice.

The owner of the black-eared wolf called out impatiently, "Don't turn!" Then he swung the steel whip in his hand, and with a "smack", it slapped the black-eared wolf violently, instantly tearing its skin and flesh dripping with blood. The black-eared wolf shuddered violently, howling and baring its teeth, and slammed into the cage. The master suddenly withdrew his hand, took a step back skillfully, threw away the whip, and said indifferently, "It comes up after two strokes of blood."

Black-eared wolf's eyes were about to split, and with a flick of his tail, he retreated to its area, lowered his shoulders, arched his back, and assumed an offensive posture.

Kevin followed Osved, unknowingly pushing from the back of the crowd to the front, clinging to the edge of the cage. They were standing face to face with the referee across the cage and within easy reach of the door latch of the iron cage.

"Have I mentioned to you that I can understand animal language." Osved whispered in Kevin's ear through the noise of the crowd.

Kevin was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Osved still squinted at the cage, he didn't explain much, just asked: "Are you afraid of lions?"

Kevin sneered: "How is it possible, I beat the lion several times last night."

Osved keenly captured the key word: "Last night?"

Kevin: "..." Not good! Silenced for a while.

Osved said "Oh": "I understand, I'll settle the account with you later."

After he finished speaking, he stared at the copper bell in the referee's hand, shook his head and tutted: "It's a pity..."

Kevin: "Sorry for what?"

His eyes moved and fell on the hand that Osved raised quietly, vaguely guessing what the ancestor wanted to do.

The referee raised the copper hammer and knocked hard on the copper bell.

when!

It was too late and then too fast. The moment the bell rang, the black-eared wolf as strong as a bear jumped up and shot straight at the lion like a heavy arrow.

The two huge beasts rolled into a ball on the ground, unable to stop the car for a while, and slammed into the iron cage heavily.

The heavy claws slammed on the cage with a "bang", like a sharp axe, hooking the iron railing directly, and the gap between the railings instantly widened.

The sharp claws of the lion and the wolf are comparable, and they poked directly out of the gap.

The closest Bot couldn't dodge in time, and a piece of flesh was scraped directly from his arm.

"Ah—" The crowd rioted in an instant, and Bote screamed, clutching his arms in his hands, squeezing frantically, trying to stay away from the iron cage.

Whether it was the owner of the black-eared wolf, the referee, or the people who were watching before, none of them expected that the battle would be so intense.

"Crazy! They're crazy!" The crowd kept screaming, pushing and shoving the tables and chairs in the casino, rushing out.

Osved sneered, glanced at Bote and his group who were closest to the cage door, and finished what he said before: "It's a pity you're not afraid of them—"

After speaking, as soon as he pulled the cage door with his finger, he heard a "click", and the iron cage door opened in response, and the huge beast that rolled into a ball jumped out of the cage in an instant.

"Go!" Osved grabbed Kevin and ran.

Behind him, Bot was howling and howling, and huddled in a crowd surrounded by his group of guards in a hurry.

"Have you got water in your head!!" Kevin roared as he ran, holding his ear.

Osved rolled over and jumped over the gaming table, dashed straight out of the door with Kevin, and ran like a gallop. After rounding a corner and seeing no beasts, he took the time to roar back: "I said I can understand what they're talking about. Can you wait until it's safe to scold me!"

Kevin ran up a low wall and climbed to the roof with a short knife in three or two strokes: "Who the hell is this?! You have the guts to say that?!"

Osved without a knife: "..."

The entire Scattered Land was chaotically disturbed by two beasts, screaming and flames everywhere.

Kevin and Osved were arguing, wishing they could slap their hands directly, while walking around the house in an extremely coquettish manner, trying to get back to the Crow's Nest Abandoned Temple as soon as possible.

It's a pity... If you are too coquettish, it is easy to make mistakes, such as directing yourself coquettishly in front of the two beasts.