"Come on---come on--you lazy cat~" Albert carried the sleeping Mutt back to the hotel room, and immediately threw the cat boy on the sofa as soon as he returned.
"Huh." The tiger finally let go of a heavy burden and let out a sigh of relief.
Mutters is still sleeping, and it seems that he will not wake up easily for a while. And Albert can only wait here for the cat boy, and can't go anywhere. It's so troublesome. Tiger is thinking about what's next.
Action. He wanted to go to Chanel, report everything he encountered today to the elf girl, and then discuss the next action with Chanel. But it was only half a quarter after noon, and Albert could not be sure whether Chanel was there.
Going to find Chanel in her hotel room like this... seemed very abrupt.
Tiger couldn't help but walked to a large mirror in the living room and took a few glances. His current moral character was extremely bad. He was still wearing a jersey, and his whole body was full of stains and the smell of sweat. In addition, after the battle, his entire body was full of stains and sweat.
If your hair is fluffy and messy and your hair is not trimmed, if you go to find a girl like this, you will probably only be laughed at.
There was no other way, let's take a shower first. Albert scratched his head and walked towards the huge and outrageously luxurious bathroom.
"Ding dong!"
However, as soon as one of his tiger legs stepped in front of the bathroom door, the doorbell rang outside.
Well, it was Chanel who took the initiative to find Albert. What a coincidence, Tiger couldn't help but hide his face. If he had known this would happen, he should have rushed into the bathroom and washed himself immediately. Now it's too late, Tiger
The young man can only show his dirtiest and smelliest side to Chanel.
"Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong!" The frequency of the doorbell became more and more urgent, and the people outside the door were obviously getting impatient.
"Here, I got it!" In desperation, Albert hurriedly answered the door. He didn't even have time to use deodorant to cover up the smell of sweat on his body.
However, after opening the door, what appeared in front of Albert was Castro, the vice president of the Warcraft Hunters Association. Although Albert breathed a sigh of relief, his nerves were extremely tense.
"What took you so long?" The tiger man looked at Albert coldly.
"Vice president...why are you here?" Albert asked in surprise.
"Are you stupid? Of course I went to your room to find you, and then the hotel staff told me that you had moved to the special luxury room on the top floor." Vice President Castro ignored Albert's words
To dissuade him, he walked directly into the room and took a look around: "Hey, you are quite capable of doing this! What kind of magic did you use on the owner of this hotel to make him give you the best suite here? -
-----Huh? Who is that?"
"Daddy Mutt Sphinx arranged for me to be a personal assistant for physical training." Albert explained briefly: "He was seriously injured and needs to rest. Can you speak in a lower voice?"
"Hmm." Vice President Castro groaned, lowered the volume, and at the same time wandered around the living room of the room, specifically checking the corners that were not noticed by others, as if looking for traces of cameras and eavesdropping devices.
.
However, he found nothing and the room was not under surveillance. He breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Albert: "Remember the information you asked me for yesterday? I found it."
"Oh?" Albert hummed lightly as a response, but glanced absently at the sleeping cat boy Mutt: "Could it be ------"
"That's exactly the information." Castro took out a secret document from the inner pocket of his coat: "Trainee Warcraft Hunter, a thirteen-year-old boy from the cat tribe------"
"Wait!" Tiger immediately interrupted uneasily, and moved to the other side of the luxurious hall: "Let's go to the balcony to talk, okay?"
"What the hell, it's so mysterious." Castro followed Albert to the balcony connected to the end of the hall. Beyond this balcony is a beautiful view of the Mediterranean Sea. On this balcony of a hundred-story building,
But they didn't feel the noise of the wind at all, because the Cairo Grand Hotel used some kind of protective cover to slow down the wind outside the balcony.
"Catman Ruf," Castro sat down on a leisure chair on the balcony and began to explain: "Thirteen years old, male, low-level trainee Warcraft hunter. His current whereabouts are unknown. The Hunter Association has noticed
When Ruf didn't come back to make regular reports, he had already issued a search order for him. But after all, the child was just a trainee hunter, with such a low status, it was estimated that no one would really care about a child who disappeared in the wilderness.
Get it back?"
Albert listened quietly and did not express an opinion. Although he heard Castro's ruthless evaluation, his heart hurt like a knife.
"However, the next information is much more interesting." Castro continued to read the document: "Generally speaking, trainee hunters are not allowed to go out on missions at will. Trainee hunters must work with an A-level or above
Senior hunters form a team and act together as the servants of this senior hunter, so that while they serve their seniors, they can also gain some experience and rewards on tasks. ------Never team up with someone else.
The guys on the team are completely different, haha."
Albert agreed. Of course he knew this little thing. When he first started out as a child who didn't understand anything, he acted with Castro as a servant.
"However, this Mr. Ruf has never formed a team with anyone. At least not in the official records." Vice President Castro continued: "Trainee hunters are not allowed at all without the company of senior hunters.
Entering the wilderness to take on missions. However, this kid has already taken on many missions and successfully came back alive. Who his partner is and who approved it, everything is a mystery."
It's not a mystery. Albert knew it very well. Because Ruf was the tiger man's young man's partner--at least before their fate was changed, they were. It seems that Bediwell drank it for Albert.
Although the red potion can change the fate of Al and Luffy, so that the tiger man youth and his little servant will never have any intersection in their lives, this process of [changing fate] is not perfect. It leaves behind
A lot of [Paradoxes]: Some of the records written on the documents show that Albert and Rufu have collaborated. Even though Albert's name is not in the document, the record in the document does say,
[Ruff and a senior hunter went out to complete a certain mission].
"He appeared in the snowfields of Western Siberia, near Lake Onega." Albert said calmly: "I saw him when I was on a mission there, but his condition was already very bad at the time and he had been rescued.
No longer alive. I buried him on the shore of that glacial lake."
The expression of the vice president of the Hunter Association gradually turned serious: "So you do know the whereabouts of that kid. Why didn't you report it to us earlier?"
"Remember meow? I reported it." Albert rolled his eyes at Castro: "But you stuffed my homing pigeon into the pot and stewed it, damn it."
"Oh, right------" Castro just remembered this and couldn't help laughing: "I'm sorry. The old homing pigeons that are about to retire are really unreliable. There is nothing you can do if the letter is lost."
Albert couldn't help but feel depressed: "It's time for you to change to a better communication method. In this era of Dushe Meow, you still use carrier pigeons."
"The Hunters Association has always been short of funds. Let's talk about this kind of thing later." Castro grinned: "Okay, I will send people to find the boy's remains near Lake Onega and send them back to his hometown."
Burial. After all, he was such a poor child. He was the only son in the family, and he had a sick mother to take care of. If he died like this, his mother would probably be heartbroken and fall into the abyss of despair.
"
Hearing Vice President Castro's unintentional words, Albert's face changed: "He...has a mother?! I heard him say that he has become an orphan...
.."
"Don't ask me. At least the official records say that Mr. Ruff has a mother. I don't know the truth." The vice president shrugged irresponsibly: "Since you care so much, take the time to see him."
How about his mother? You helped bury the boy. According to tradition, you have the responsibility to send his remains back to his hometown and let him see his family."
Tiger felt an unspeakable sourness in his heart: "Let's take a look... wait until you recover the child's remains."
"Hmph. You are unwilling to give up this stupid Knights of the Round Table trial anyway, right." Castro looked at Albert tentatively: "I don't want to hurt you, after all, the young man is determined to carry out the
Doing something is a commendable thing. However, this year's [Great Hunting Festival] is coming soon. At that time, the Hunter Association will urgently summon all the hunters sent out, including you.
You’re going to attend the [Great Hunting Festival], do you really have time to play knight games here?”
"What?!" Albert was surprised again: "But the [Great Hunting Festival] shouldn't be at the end of autumn every year?! Why is it so early this year? It's only the beginning of spring!?
"
"I don't know." Castro shrugged irresponsibly again: "Because of the weather changes? Because people over-harvested the natural environment and angered the monsters? In short, the monsters this year are extremely restless, and there have been appearances in the far east region.
A small-scale riot broke out, and a bunny caravan camped nearby has been attacked. According to President Netero's calculations, [a major riot] will occur in a week. If we don't gather together by then
Everyone, if we start the [Great Hunting Festival], we will lose the opportunity to kill the army of Warcraft. You should be very clear about what that means."