klisemfg Chapter 1017 In this beast-world novel, the queen's puppy is fierce and ruthless! 9
Chapter 1017 In this beast-world novel, the queen's puppy is fierce and ruthless! 9
But then I thought, history is meant to be broken. She is strong enough, and he is strong enough, so why not?
Just because it didn't exist before doesn't mean it doesn't exist now. Even something as trivial as the Holy Land can be followed by various races. He just wants to marry the Queen of the Tiger Clan, so what does that matter?
Jiao Xi's blue eyes shone brightly because of his thoughts, and the water film on his fingertips rippled slightly because of his emotional fluctuations.
In short, he will always follow the sweet and loving king.
Without hesitating for long, Jiao Xi continued walking and followed.
This Black Wind Forest is not large compared to another forest not far from the Tiger Clan, so all you need to do is burn some herbs to repel insects and you can pass through safely.
By the time they emerged from the Black Wind Forest, the last glimmer of light on the horizon had been swallowed by the twilight.
The night deep in the forest was darker than I had imagined, with only sparse starlight filtering through the leaves overhead, barely illuminating the path beneath my feet.
Miaomiao raised her hand to signal the group to stop, her voice exceptionally clear in the night.
"Let's camp here tonight and continue our journey tomorrow morning."
The guards immediately sprang into action. Some gathered dry branches, others cleared weeds around the camp, and still others skinned the wild boars and deer they had hunted during the day and roasted them over the fire.
Soon, several bonfires were lit in the open space, and the orange-red flames dispelled the chill of the night.
Miaomiao even had the guards move the campfire outwards to prevent attacks from other tribes, which they couldn't see clearly.
With everything arranged, Miaomiao casually found a clean rock to sit on and accepted the roasted venison offered by the guard.
Her long, snow-white hair cascaded over her shoulders, echoing the black animal hide armor she wore, making her exceptionally striking.
Her fluffy white tiger ears would occasionally tremble slightly at the smell of roasted meat, and her golden eyes, when facing food, would lose the wariness they showed during the day and become more approachable.
"Your Majesty, please try this; it's roasted perfectly!"
A young tiger warrior handed Miaomiao a piece of his roasted, golden-brown wild boar meat, a simple, honest smile on his face.
Miaomiao took it, took a bite, and found the meat tender and juicy, so she smiled and nodded.
"Not bad, the craftsmanship is excellent."
Eat your fill, everyone! There's plenty of meat; you'll need the energy to keep going.
After Miao Miao finished speaking, she started eating on her own. If you didn't know that she was extremely powerful, just sitting next to a group of strong beastmen, she would seem more like a weak being being protected, rather than the Tiger King who could send the beastman elder of the Tiger Clan flying with a single punch.
In the past, most tiger clan leaders were more dignified than approachable, or, to put it more strangely, like the original owner of this body, obsessed with beauty and neglecting their clansmen.
But since the Queen suddenly regained consciousness half a month ago, she seems to have become a different person. She has the majesty, she has the strength, and most importantly, she has no airs. This has made the warriors of the tribe, who originally only had awe for her, have some other thoughts of wanting to get closer to her.
Of course, it wasn't out of infatuation; after all, while the tiger-men were honest and simple, they weren't fools.
No tiger warrior would harbor such disrespect towards the king who had beaten them black and blue for over ten days in a row.
However, it must be admitted that fighting can strengthen the bonds between people. For example, the warriors who were eating and chatting around the campfire at this time started to lose their minds and stand up for the king.
Hu Lie sat down next to Miao Miao, gazing at the stunningly beautiful queen under the campfire, and finally, the doubts in his heart began to surface.
He hesitated for a moment, but finally, taking advantage of the intoxicating effect of the juice, he asked in a low voice.
"Your Majesty, there's something I've never understood..."
Why did you used to like those rabbit-race orcs, who were so weak they could be killed by a single punch?
Upon hearing this, the surrounding chatter instantly subsided. Everyone actually shared the same question, but no one dared to ask it aloud.
To be honest, rabbit-type beastmen, or only female beastmen, are more favored by various tribes. After all, their reproductive ability is obvious to all. As for the beastmen's offspring, they grow up to follow whoever is the most powerful. Therefore, the tribes that are strong enough to kill the rabbit-type with one punch prefer female rabbit-type beastmen the most.
But this does not include male orcs. Those orcs look slender and weak, and they can't even do the most basic hunting. That's why they can only rely on eating grass to maintain their vital signs. What makes them worthy of their queen's special favor?
In this era, good looks don't necessarily equate to justice, but at least one must be able to support oneself.
Upon hearing this, Miaomiao paused in her hand holding the barbecue, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.
The original owner might have liked those weak beastmen who she could tease?
Miaomiao recalled the original owner's memories. The original owner used to be only obsessed with hunting or competing with beastmen of a higher level than herself, until she became the king of the beastmen because of the competition.
At the time, she clearly didn't care much about the rabbit-tribe beastmen. She was a female herself, so why would she need a female rabbit to help her reproduce?
But later, it seems that during a hunt, when they encountered a wild boar rampage, the rabbit-tribe boy was abandoned by his tribe and ran away. Looking at his thin appearance and the wounds all over his body, for some reason, the original owner felt that this gentle posture was very suitable for her.
After that, in order to please her, the queen, the rabbit-tribe beastmen started having a group of beastmen dance around the campfire. Somehow, the original owner became even more lecherous.
How was Miaomiao supposed to answer that?
They say the original owner was a pervert, but she is the original owner now.
So it seems that no matter how you answer, it will be somewhat awkward. It's not that the rabbit-race beastmen are bad, it's just that, as far as the tiger-race is concerned, they are too weak.
Miaomiao remained silent for a few seconds before slowly speaking.
"Maybe it's because I like the gentleness of the rabbit race. They look so different from their tall and imposing group, and they're kind of cute."
However, such preferences should not affect the future development of the community.
I hadn't thought about it enough before. It wasn't until Huda brought those fifty weak, no, fifty docile orcs to me that I started to realize my problem.
Because of my preferences, the normal development of the community has been disrupted; it's my fault.
Miaomiao looked at her tribespeople who were watching her intently and continued to add to what she had said.
"I have come to realize that the strength of a race does not depend on its good looks, but on the strength and responsibility of each orc."
I might find the appearance of the rabbit-like orcs quite appealing, but how many of them could I possibly like?
If all male beastmen followed my preferences and stopped hunting, choosing instead to live a secluded life, then our race would truly be doomed.
Remember this: those who rely on the favor of others to survive will ultimately be eliminated.
Miaomiao's words were a frank pointing out past mistakes, but the truth is...
Although she didn't like being weak, she also didn't like the current muscular appearance that made her seem a bit dim-witted.
So let this hobby continue in the outside world....