Uneasy.
The Minotaur walking behind kept glancing around.
They don't seem easy to deal with!
Look at the muscles on these Kobolds.
One punch could probably kill him, feeling like they were at least Black Iron 9th dan and their combat power was likely hundreds.
And look at this camp.
There were seven sub-camps, and judging by the size of the main camp, it should be Rare grade or above.
Torches were all around.
Torches for night illumination consumed a lot of resources. If a camp didn't have strength, they wouldn't do it, let alone fill the entire camp with them.
Confirmed!
This is definitely a camp of a major royal family.
Damn it!
How could they be so unlucky?
Finally, they encountered a camp and made up their minds to snatch some resources, but they ran into a royal family's cave camp.
The one leading the way must be a guard, right?
These muscles?
Could it be a Silver tier expert?
"Brother Ma, it smells so good, can you smell it?" Suddenly, the Minotaur beside him greedily lifted his chin and inhaled the aroma of meat wafting from the camp. "Are they inviting us to eat?"
The Minotaur who was reminded also twitched his nose slightly.
It was better not to smell it.
After smelling it, his stomach deflated like a leaky ball, and his stomach rumbled like a symphony orchestra.
"Stop making noise."
The Minotaur suppressed his hunger and whispered a warning in a low voice.
Invite them to eat?
He heard—
The major royal families have some peculiar habits.
They eat Beastmen!
It would be good if the two of them weren't roasted on a campfire. They still dared to fantasize that the royal family would invite them to eat?
The Minotaur was extremely panicked now.
"We're here!"
Walking all the way with trepidation, the sturdy Kobold leading the way stopped and uttered a low whisper, then he looked at the Minotaur again, his eyes carrying a warning.
"Remember, be polite when you see our leader later, understand?"
"Uh..." The Minotaur nodded tremblingly and cautiously looked up at the camp. Just as he vaguely saw a few figures in front of the campfire, he heard a sharp reprimand in his ear.
"Lower your head!"
The Minotaur didn't doubt him and hastily lowered his head.
"How can you look up casually at our leader? Remember... when you're told to look up, you look up. If you're not told to look up, you just keep your head down and look at your toes. If you dare to look around, be careful of your eyes!" the sturdy Kobold whispered.
Instantly, the Minotaur buried his head even lower.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes..."
"Wait here, I'll go report. " After the sharp reprimand, the Minotaur heard footsteps and then a respectful whisper, "Boss, I've brought them."
"Mmm~"
The voice was very casual, accompanied by a hint of absentmindedness.
For a moment, there was no other sound in the camp. The Minotaur beside wanted to look up, but was firmly held down by the Minotaur.
"Behave yourself, are you trying to die?"
"Brother Ma, it smells so good, don't you smell it? I'm so hungry I can't stand it," the Minotaur whispered. "They don't let me eat, but can I at least look?"
"Didn't you hear what the guard brother just said? If you look up, they'll dig out your eyeballs!"
"Uh, will not having eyes affect my eating?"
Minotaur: ⊙﹏⊙∥
This question stumped him.
Will it affect eating?
"It seems it really won't," the Minotaur whispered. Hearing this, the Minotaur became energetic. "Then I'm not afraid. As long as it doesn't affect my eating, I'll give them my eyeballs."
"..."
What kind of brain is this?
Although the Minotaur was acting foolishly, the Minotaur was still clear-headed and would never let the Minotaur do such a stupid thing.
He desperately held his head down.
About a few minutes—
"Alright, call them in." It was still that casual whisper, and then the Minotaur felt footsteps approaching him.
"The leader is calling you, follow me!"
The bowed Bull and Horse brothers walked step by step into the camp.
The rich aroma of meat also entered their nostrils. Even the relatively rational Minotaur could barely restrain himself, constantly licking his lips.
"Look up."
A faint whisper entered the ears of the Bull and Horse brothers.
Hearing this.
The Minotaur didn't dare to delay and looked up, but at the moment he looked up, he was stunned by the scene before him.
What greeted his eyes was a campfire in the camp.
Two majestic lions were lying on either side of the campfire, and in between them sat a human man. On his left shoulder perched a black cat with a very spiritual aura.
If nothing unexpected, this should be a spirit pet.
Behind the man stood a well-endowed bee-woman, and to the right of the campfire was a mage wearing a loose cloak, with his face obscured, holding a skull staff. His attire exuded an eerie aura.
Crack crack crack!
The sound of bones clashing came, and then the Minotaur saw a skeleton warrior before his eyes again.
"Gulp!"
The Minotaur's face instantly turned pale.
Skeletons!
There were skeleton warriors, which meant the mage he saw earlier was a necromancer?
This...
Are they going to be refined into puppets?
His gaze shifted back to the man. Judging by his position, this human male was clearly the core of this camp, the leader mentioned by the Kobold guard.
He sat casually in front of the campfire, yet he exuded an indescribable sense of majesty.
Looking at his attire—
This should be an adventurer set.
To be able to wear such a set, with attendant guards and a necromancer follower, and a beautiful maid accompanying him, it was highly likely that this was the direct descendant of a major royal family out for training.
Absolutely!
The Minotaur was convinced in his heart.
However, the Minotaur didn't think that much. From the moment he looked up, his eyes were fixed on the roasted meat in front of the campfire, and saliva dripped uncontrollably.
This scene was completely seen by Chen Yu.
He did this.
The purpose was actually to observe the temperament of these two Bull and Horse brothers. From their current performance, he had a rough understanding in his heart.
With a slight smile, Chen Yu's eyes revealed a hint of amusement as he looked at the Minotaur.
"Want some?"
"Yes, yes!" The Minotaur sat down without a moment's hesitation. The Minotaur wanted to pull him, but Chen Yu stopped him, "It's fine, you can sit down and eat too. It's just mealtime, and you've come at a good time. Let's eat together."
"This..."
The Minotaur hesitated and tentatively asked.
"Is it okay?"
"Your leader told you to eat, so eat. Don't be ungrateful!" Er Gou scolded from the side, scaring the Minotaur into quickly sitting down, shrinking his neck and smiling obsequiously at Chen Yu. Looking at the roasted meat, "Leader, I... can I really eat?"
"Of course."
Chen Yu's eyes curved into a smile, full of kindness.
"Is it not a joy to have friends from afar? Please enjoy."
Hei Dou, perched on Chen Yu's shoulder, also pursed his small mouth and chuckled.
Eat well!
This will also be the last dinner!
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Author's notes:
Good evening, evening. Did you do well on your exams?