On a certain floor of the Grand Hotel in Cairo, in a special room.
Sherry Chad was looking at "Leopold" who was lying quietly on the hospital bed.
About two hours ago.
"I asked you to send his body back intact, but what are you doing?" The Snow Lion girl glared at Elaine: "Why are his headless remains and this... freak sent?"
Leopold's body was sent back, but the traces after the operation had not been processed. On one side was the headless body of the golden lion boy, and on the other side was the head of Leopold connected to another human boy.
His body was still covered in cold, lifeless remains.
Elaine didn't say anything.
"I have already said that this kind of situation is absolutely prohibited. Yet you still do it." Sherrichard said calmly, but there was great anger in her words: "Why did you do this?"
Do you take my words as a joke? Do you really think that I won’t spend all the rest of my life chasing you until I kill you?”
"...I know, I know you will." The white lion boy replied in a low voice.
"So you should have a reasonable explanation to save your life?" Sherrichard asked.
"He, his body is still alive." Elaine replied.
"ha?"
"We transplanted Leo's head into this body, but Leo... couldn't survive. He left." Elaine replied, "But this body is still alive, alive. It still has a heartbeat and pulse.
, still barely alive, alive."
"...Impossible!" Sherrichard exclaimed.
"He is indeed brain dead... It is impossible to wake up." Elaine said bitterly: "But his body is still alive, alive. I... I can't do it, kill, kill Leo like this
thing……"
He then knelt down in front of Sherrich: "I can't do it... I can't cut off Leo's head from this living body. I don't want to... I can't kill him. Even if he is already dead.
, is dead. I don’t... don’t beg for your forgiveness, but I must bring him back. It’s up to you how to deal with it next, Sister Xue Rui.”
The Snow Lion girl was silent for a long time. She looked at the dead but still living body with Leoport's head transplanted, and looked at Elaine.
"You are really a good-for-nothing, Elaine." She whispered: "You can't even decide this kind of thing by yourself. You want to pass this responsibility to me, right?"
"Yes, I'm sorry..."
"Go away." Sherrichard said, "Don't appear in front of me again in this life. You won't be able to attend Leoport's funeral either. You don't have the qualifications."
He turned around to leave, but as soon as he turned around, Sherrichard asked: "Why are you so sure that Leoport is gone and not in this body?"
"Have you ever seen anything?" the Snow Lion girl asked keenly: "For example, the moment when his [soul] flew out of the body?"
Elaine stopped and did not answer.
"So where did his [soul] go? Did he participate in reincarnation?" she asked again.
Elaine still didn't answer.
"Goodbye, Sister Xue Rui." He left in a hurry.
Sherrichard did not stop Elaine and allowed the White Lion boy to leave. She turned to look at Leopold's body lying in the life-sustaining container with extremely weak signs of life.
"You are such a little fool," she said.
Leoport, who seemed to be sleeping soundly forever, had a happy smile on his face.
It was about eight o'clock in the evening, in a bar in Cairo.
"Haha! Another drink!" Phileos laughed and thrust a whole glass of beer in front of Albert.
"Still coming? I can't drink anymore!" Albert felt dizzy.
"I am willing to admit defeat. If you lose in guessing, you will lose! Stop talking nonsense and drink up!"
"Okay..." Under the coercion and inducement of everyone, Albert drank the glass of beer in one gulp.
"Do you want to continue?" the red-faced Leopard Man Phileos asked with a smile.
"No, no! Go on, don't involve me! I still have to drive a cavalry!" Albert quickly declined. Even though he had drunk so much now, it would already be considered a drunk driving.
"Hahahahaha!" Then the players of the Sphinx team burst into a series of laughter.
"Huh," Albert finally squeezed out of the crowd and found Mutt drinking orange juice in a corner, so he walked over and said, "A single person?"
"Underage people are not allowed to drink." The cat boy said, smelling the tangy smell of alcohol from Albert, with a look of disgust on his face: "Is it really okay for you to drink so much?"
"I'm happy today, it's okay." Albert said: "After all, it's a celebration banquet. I finally won the championship. How can I not celebrate it properly?"
"A celebration party?" Mutt raised his phone and let Albert see the message from Hiloma: "By the way, Leo is gone."
"Oh..." Albert's originally happy expression suddenly subsided: "I'm sorry."
"But the team still has to celebrate when they win," Mutt said with a wry smile: "Captain Hiloma also said that you can mourn Leo later, there is no need to show a crying expression now. You go and talk to them
Let's play, you have to act happy at the celebration party."
"Hmm. By the way... when will Leo's funeral be held?"
"Probably tomorrow morning. But Sister Xue Rui asked us not to see him for the last time before the funeral. I don't know why. It may be the tradition of the lion people." The cat boy said: "You will go to attend, right?
?"
"I...may not be able to make it," Albert said hesitantly.
"What about the [Great Hunting Festival]?" Mutt looked at Albert a little disappointed: "You have to rush there tonight, right? Isn't everything over there sorted out? [The Great Hunting Festival]
] It should be able to end smoothly, right?"
"Theoretically yes, but no one knows whether there will be emergencies." Albert shrugged: "This year's [Great Hunting Festival] is very different from the previous ones, [city boundary annihilation level monster]
They came one after another and made a mess. Although the previous battles were fierce, they were not like this at all."
"Okay." Mutt also shrugged: "Anyway, let's go back quickly and find a way to come back on time to attend Leo's funeral. When do we leave?"
"Later, we'll leave after the celebration party." Albert scratched his head: "Um... Mutt, actually it might be better if you don't do what you did before today."
"What?"
"Anyway, there is no accident. There is no decent battle in Lviv. In the end, there are just some boring ending ceremonies. I am no longer a monster hunter. I might be driven away by them and not qualified to participate in the ceremony...
…It will be very embarrassing then. Maybe it would be better if you don’t come with me and stay here in Cairo. That way you can attend Leoport’s funeral on time tomorrow morning.”
Mutt's expression changed: "Do you want to leave me again?"
"That's not what I meant. I'm just going to act separately for the time being..."
"[The Great Hunting Festival] I also have help. Without me, you would all have been wiped out." The cat boy was a little unhappy: "You are now saying that you are leaving me behind? You can't let me witness it to the end?"
"That's not what I meant, but what are you going to do about Leo's funeral tomorrow morning?"
"I will find a way to attend on time."
"You think everything will always go as you want, meow..."
"How do you know you can't do it even if you haven't tried hard?"
"Tsk..." Albert scratched his tiger head again: "Forget it, I won't argue with you anymore. Let's postpone this matter for later. Come and say hello to everyone, don't just sit in a corner drinking.
Orange juice. You’re almost moldy."
"You're the one with mold!" Mutt said unconvinced.
"Ah ha ha ha ha, look what we found? A shy little kitten!" The drunken Phileos brought a group of people over to cause trouble: "How can you drink boring juice here? Come on!
Come and have a drink with uncle! Cheers!"
"Oh my God!" Mutt was surrounded by a group of drunkards, and the strong smell of alcohol made him dizzy. While everyone's focus fell on Mutt, Albert also cunningly got out of the crowd.
slipped away.
"Please." He said to Gusta, the tiger man who had been waiting for a long time.
"Yeah." Gusta drank his beer and replied quietly. On the other side, Mutt was being thrown into the air by the Sphinx players. They probably thought it was fun.
"This orange juice has no taste at all," Snow Leopard Merthasil said with a smirk, pouring the "water of life", a spirit with an alcohol purity of up to 90%, into the orange juice and mixing it into a cocktail.
He originally wanted to pick up the cup and drink it himself, but Phileos had already snatched the cup with one hand and shoved it in front of Mutt's eyes: "It's okay if you don't drink, but you will be punished for drinking this glass of juice with us."
!How could we not have something to drink together at this rare celebration party, ha!"
Mutt reluctantly took his "juice". At this time, he was surrounded by drunks and his nose was already numb.
"To our youth! To Father Sphinx! Cheers!" Everyone raised their glasses and shouted.
"Here, cheers!" The cat boy clinked glasses with everyone, then picked up the glass of "juice" and drank it down in one gulp.
"Ugh?!" He felt something was wrong as soon as he took the first sip. After all, no matter how frozen the juice was, it couldn't be harsh on his throat. He was about to spit out the problematic "juice", but he didn't expect Phileos to
Bian had already noticed Mutt's intention, and covered the cat boy's hand with one hand: "Cheers, don't lie!"
Gudu, gulp, gulp. Mutt drank up the glass of "juice" involuntarily. Then, he felt dizzy and dizzy in an instant!
How much alcohol is this thing?! In a moment of clarity, Mutt turned aside Musahir, who was thinking about another glass of juice. That bastard actually poured liquor into the juice! 90-proof liquor and 0
If you mix two juices with a certain degree of alcohol, this is a 45-proof spirit? Is the calculation correct?
There is no hope. After drinking such a strong drink, it is impossible to get sober again in a short time.
Mutt's thinking began to become wild, and then he broke the can and broke out of control. He took the "juice" from the table with a smile: "Here, cheers! Meow hahahaha!!"
His body was out of control, and he drank up all the "juice" without waiting for anyone to urge him.
Then there was an even more violent spin. The cat-man boy spun and fell down, as drunk as a ball of mud.
"Little fool." Gusta held back his laughter and came closer, picking up the cat boy and saying, "I'm taking this kid back. You guys have fun!"
"Oh!" "Walk slowly!" "Say hello to Hiloma for me!" everyone said in unison.
At the same time, Albert had already gone around to the back exit of the bar.
"May you be happy, Mutt." He said, quickening his pace and running to the parking lot. He retrieved a long-prepared iron horse, started it, and turned into a shooting star in the night sky, leaving Cairo.
Of course, in order to avoid drunk driving, he used the system's automatic navigation mode. (To be continued)