Light Spirit Epic Chapter 401: Departure for the journey (1)
Chapter 401 Departure for the journey (1)
At the same time, the Turkic territory, the home of the herbalist Pav.
“Is it the territory of the Leopard people?” Tut, the leader of the Elephant People, shook off some ash from the wooden ashtray beside him, and took a puff from his long pipe. The strong medicinal smell of medicinal smoke spreads in the air.
“Even if I can take you there, so what? The leopards just died of the patriarch*, and they are still fighting for the next patriarch’s seat. If you go at this time, you will only make Things just got more complicated.”
(*Note: About a month ago, Hackett, the last leader of the Grick tribe (Panther tribe), died at the hands of the Grand Duke of Hall.)
Bedivere thought for a moment: “There is always someone who can talk to me, right? Especially, after knowing the truth of the Egyptian massacre and the shady story of the fox people, I think they can calm down and review it again. This war——“
The tiger boy Albert couldn’t help but interjected: “Hackett has three sons, and they are all vying for the position of the patriarch. You want to intervene in their disgusting power war meow?”
The werewolf boy retorted: “I just want to tell them [the truth]. I don’t know and have no right to change what their final decision is. … Of course, this matter comes from my mouth. It doesn’t have any convincing power to say it. If Patriarch Tut would help to say a few words——“
Patriarch Tut quietly listened to the bickering of the two teenagers. Seeing Bedivere looking at him expectantly, he took a long breath and blew a smoke ring: “Sorry, this time, I The Turkic tribe must remain neutral. It is more troublesome for me to talk about this than for you. My tribe and the Romani tribe (fox people) have a bad relationship, and all the orcs know it. If I talk nonsense, it will only get worse and worse. .”
Bediveville is a little disappointed. But he couldn’t hold much expectations, so he had to say with a smile: “Okay, okay——“
Tut suddenly smiled mischievously: “I have a good idea. Let Paphos accompany you.”
The elephant-human herbalist Pavu, who was preparing the herbs, shuddered and knocked over the medicine bowl in his hand.
“It’s far. It’s troublesome.” Pavre replied coldly, without even turning his head.
“Hehehe, it’s too long for you to go by boat? Don’t make excuses!” Tut forced, “You’re not too young, it’s time to travel in the outside world.”
Puff was silent for a few seconds. “…command?”
“That’s right, the patriarch’s order.” Tut said in a tougher tone, “Tomorrow, you all set off with the slave ship. By the way, help me to keep the goods steady.”
Despite his belly full of dissatisfaction, Papho nodded in agreement.
About four years ago, in a secret lab in the Everglades.
The pharmacist old Pavle stabbed the red-hot, sharp iron stake into the chest of his son, little Pavu.
“Ugh…it hurts…it hurts! Stop it! Dad, please, stop it!” the elephant boy begged. His hands and feet were firmly handcuffed to the iron pole, and he had no choice but to beg for mercy with his mouth.
“Hold on, Hal.” Old Pavle didn’t stop, but continued to prepare for the next picket. In order to study this anesthetic, he has been in a state of madness.
The smell of burnt flesh filled the air, and the flesh on Hal Pavre’s chest was even more sizzling. The picket pierced into his chest more than an inch deep, burning his flesh and blood, and he felt that even his own breath was scorching hot.
“You will be an adult tomorrow, but there is no way to show your [value] to the clan. If you continue like this, you will be exiled. Even if it is a little rough, you will help me complete the research on this medicine, It can be regarded as showing your [value], so you don’t need to be exiled for the time being.”
A bunch of nice things to say. In fact, all he wanted was a guinea pig for testing drugs.
Another picket pierced little Papho’s thigh, brushed past his leg bone, and passed through the back. The pain caused him to sweat coldly, and he wanted to struggle, but his hands and feet were fixed by iron cuffs, and he didn’t move.
“…Medicine, give…give me medicine!” The Elephant Man boy gave in, and he begged his father in a low voice.
“This is a good boy.” The old Pavle put the medicine bowl into the mouth of the boy elephant, and poured the medicine into the mouth of the young Pavle: “Drink it, drink it up! You will be well! “
Gudu, Gudu. The vicious anaesthetic burns the throat.
Gudu, Gudu. Bitter and fishy.
Gudu, Gudu. tumbling in the guts.
The anaesthetic soon began to work, turning the skin of the Elephant Boy’s entire body into a purple-red color.
This medicine not only relieves pain, but also stops bleeding and promotes wound healing. Of course, it also made the young elephant man delirious, and started talking a bunch of nonsense that no one could understand.
In order to test the recovery ability of the medicine, the pharmacist Puff started to slash his son’s body with a knife. The cut wounds will heal in an instant, but leave a trail of protruding scars.
Old Pavle was not satisfied with the recovery effect of the medicine, so he adjusted the formula again, grabbed the mouth of his delirious son, and poured the medicine down.
Then, continue to deal more damage, continuing the cycle of damage and recovery.
The elephant boy opened his eyes slightly, tears streaming down his face. The pain-relieving effect of the medicine has long since passed, and every knife cut on his body is painful.
The third time he was given the medicine, the elephant boy suddenly felt nauseous and began to vomit incessantly. He also vomited out the anesthetic in his stomach.
“Drink!? Why don’t you drink it?!——Disobedient dead boy!” The father forced his son to drink more medicine. His drug test is far from over.
The Elephant Man boy, who was clenching his teeth, was finally shattered and forced to open his mouth.
The funnel is in his mouth, and the medicine is poured directly into his throat from the funnel.
After finishing the incident, his father had not yet resolved his hatred. He held a knife in one hand, opened his son’s mouth with the other, and picked up the tongue in his mouth: “This is a small punishment.”
——Anyway, it will regenerate right away, right?
The pain on the tip of little Pavu’s tongue will always stay at that moment.
——What makes us so unbearable?
Is it the hard life that turns man into a beast?
Or does it mean that there is a hideous beast in people’s heart, give him an excuse~IndoMTL.com~ and he will let this beast out of the cage?
——What makes us lose our qualifications to be [humans] and become creatures imprisoned in the darkness?
Elephant Man herbalist Papho got up from his bed, sweating profusely from nightmares. He felt a **** taste in his mouth, which was when he accidentally bit his **** nightmare.
Incredible. It was obviously his own tongue, but that tongue no longer felt pain.
He got up in the dark, took some herbs and put it in his mouth, then rinsed his mouth with water.
He looked at the two interracial teenagers* sleeping on the floor in the bedroom.
(*Note: Like people who don’t have a bed, they make a floor.)
He is not much older than the two interracial teenagers, but he has experienced [hell] much more and worse than the two teenagers. This makes Papho the Elephant look slightly older.
He hates the outside world, even communication with the outside world. Even his speech was short and subtle, ignoring it, and he didn’t care whether others would understand him or not.
There is no hope for the world at all. The world is dark. Elephants are like this, tiger people are like this, fox people are like this, leopard people are like this, even human beings are like this.
Boy, what are you optimistically looking forward to? Pavle looked at Bedivere, who was sleeping.
——The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
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