Chapter 1265: Demon Hunting in the Silent Night (8)
Chapter 1265: Demon Hunting in Silent Night (8)
Albert stayed for half a second and looked at the cat boy.
Without armor, Mutt looked even thinner than before.
It was a furry kitten with a body that was as fluffy and soft as a rag doll, and its hair was light gray with funny black tiger stripes. Because the softness of this guy's body was so amazing, the fur on his body when he walked
The muscles can bounce back and forth, like a newborn baby with tender skin and tender flesh, or like a walking marshmallow.
In previous games, Albert had only seen the cat-man Mutt, who was wearing armor and a helmet, and was tightly wrapped in protective clothing. He couldn't even tell whether Mutt was an adult.
It was not until now that Mutt appeared in front of Albert without any trace of hair that Tiger realized that Mutt was really still a teenager.
(The amount of hair on a certain part of an orc will be decisively different depending on whether it is an adult.)
"Mu, Mut...te?" In addition to being surprised to find that Mutt was still a child, Tiger was even more surprised by the fact that Mutt was still alive.
He took a deep breath and began to exclaim: "You're alive?! You're actually still alive?!------Oh my god!"
"Don't kill people casually! I won't die so easily!" The cat-man boy rolled his eyes at Albert, looking nonchalant, and wiped the cat hair on his back with a big towel.
"But, you vomited blood! You were kicked hard by the giant, your internal organs should have become pulpy?!"
"Mut's body structure is special. Except for the bones, every internal organ of his is as elastic as rubber, and will not be easily trampled to pieces." Phileos replied: "So he is more injured than you.
It was lighter than I imagined, and with the timely rescue efforts by the doctors, I finally saved a small life."
"Yes, it's meow?...Great!" Albert couldn't help crying with joy, and two lines of tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"This guy is so disgusting." The cat boy rolled his eyes at Albert, and then complained to Phileos: "Does our team really need this disgusting guy? The thought of having to fight with him in the future
I get a headache from working together!"
"Hahaha, don't say that!" Phileos grabbed the cat boy's tail and gently pulled it teasingly, "You spend a lot of time with him. Because from today on, you are his personal assistant."
."
"What?!" Albert and Mutt shouted almost at the same time.
Then Mutt realized that he had spoken in a meow tone inadvertently, his face turned red and he shyly turned his face away: "You, are you kidding me, Uncle Phileos! I want to be this guy's servant..."
...personal assistant?"
"That's it." Phileos took out an envelope from the locker in the locker room and opened it: "This is the message left for you by Father Sphinx. Starting from tomorrow, your position in the hotel will be replaced by
Canceled. Instead, you will become Mr. Albert's personal assistant. Your work includes: 1. Taking care of his daily life; 2. Managing his nutrition; and 3. Assisting him with American football related matters.
Physical exercise."
"That's ridiculous!" the cat boy protested angrily: "You actually want me to be a layman's personal assistant? He doesn't belong to the Sphinx team at all! Oh my god, he may not even come to the game tomorrow!!
"
"Whether he participates in tomorrow's game or not, you still have to be his assistant; even if he no longer participates in dark American football games, you still have to be his personal assistant--until dad
Until the order is changed." Philaeos showed a serious expression: "Don't resist, Mutt. You should be very clear about how terrible the consequences of disobedience are."
"Very...very good." A gloom flashed across the face of the cat boy, and even if he was still unconvinced, he had to give in.
Albert listened but remained silent. The Sphinx seemed to have forced a servant into Al's hands--or in other words, Mutt was deliberately placed next to the tiger to take charge.
A spy spying on Albert?
"Can't I have some private space?" Tiger said uneasily: "I just agreed to Daddy Sphinx to play on this team, but I didn't agree to sacrifice my own personal space and time.
"
"It doesn't matter, Mutt is a very obedient child." Phileos had already changed his clothes and was about to leave: "When you want to be alone, just lock him in the closet. I guarantee that he will be obedient."
I'll hide in the closet and won't cause you any trouble."
"Mr. Phileos!!" the cat boy shouted in protest.
"Huhuhu, it's just a joke." Before leaving, Leopard Man Phileos took out two golden electronic door key cards from the envelope and gave one to each of Albert and Mutt: "Dad, return it."
I have another gift for you.------This is the door key to the special VIP room on the top floor of the hotel."
"What!? You want me to live with this stupid tiger?!" Mutt yelled even more angrily.
"That's one of the jobs of a personal assistant. You know, taking care of his daily life." Phileos said with a smirk on his face.
"No, thank you, I already have my own room." Albert refused without emotion.
"The hotel room shared with Paramedes, yes." Phileos continued to smile evilly and pushed open the door of the dressing room: "You like to bring Mutt to that room and let the three of you live together.
I don't have any objections to sleeping on the floor. However, there are a lot of training equipment in the special VIP room, all of which are set up for American football training. Even if you don't stay in that room, you can still use those equipment.
,Don’t waste it, okay?”
"Well, I wish you all a pleasant evening."
Albert and Mutt raised their eyebrows at the same time, helplessly watching Phileos leave.
Albert and Mutter were the only two people left in the entire locker room, and Mutter was only wearing a pair of underpants, making the scene quite embarrassing.
They were stunned for ten seconds.
"Then------" the cat boy glanced at the muddy tiger, and said mockingly: "You are so dirty, go and take a bath. Do you want me to wipe your back?" [Master
]?"
"I'll go back to my hotel room and wash it again, thank you." Albert responded with a long face: "You can keep this key card for yourself. That special VIP room is yours. I won't stay in it."
Woolen cloth."
"That's not okay." Mutt seemed to be dissatisfied, but he had to follow the orders of Father Sphinx: "No matter where you live, I have to stay with you. After all, this is Father.
order."
"I don't need servants to follow me!" Albert said angrily.
"I don't want to follow you either! But there is no other way!" Mutt also said angrily.
The two men grinned and faced each other for about ten seconds. Then after thinking about it carefully, they felt that the argument would not lead to a good outcome, so they finally gave up.
"You are such a troublemaker." Tiger climbed up from the bench and walked towards the shower room: "Okay, I'll take a shower first, and then we'll go check out that damn special VIP room. Then we can move around freely.
, I have other things to do."
"You know I have to follow you all the time..." Mutt actually followed him, as if he wanted to enter the bathroom with Albert.
"You can't!" Tiger closed the door with one hand and locked himself in the shower room: "Wait outside! At least give me some private space, okay?"
The cat boy had no choice but to pouted and stood waiting outside the door.
However, less than half a minute passed before Albert walked out of the shower room with an embarrassed look on his face: "Can you help me take off this armor first?"
"What?" the cat boy shouted in disbelief: "Don't you know how to take it off yourself?!"
Tiger blushed and muttered: "This is the first time I wear American football armor... The structure of this thing is so complicated."
"Okay! Memorize the steps carefully." Mutt walked up to Albert and pulled a buckle in front of the tiger's breastplate: "This is the main fixing strap of the breastplate, and the one below is the auxiliary fixing strap."
.After untying them all, untie the remaining eight rib fixing straps from both sides, and the breastplate can be removed------"
"Uh, we'll talk about that kind of stuff later," Albert's face turned pale: "First remove the armor below! I...I'm about to pee!"
"You!" Mutt first glared at Albert, and then cursed a few vicious words in Egyptian that the tiger could not understand. Then he knelt down in front of the tiger with an unhappy face and started to pull off the tiger's pants.
When the cat boy took off Albert's crotch protector, the sight was so beautiful that the tiger himself couldn't bear to look directly at it.
At the same time, outside the door of the lounge, there were several figures peeking furtively through the crack in the door. They happened to see the cat boy helping the tiger take off his armor------the two of them were defenseless.
status.
"Do you want to do it now?" One of the figures gestured to his teammates in sign language. One hand was already pressed on the weapon on his waist, and the short sword was ready to be unsheathed at any time.
"No." The other figure shook his head and pointed to a corner inside the door.
In the shadow of that corner, a well-concealed camera is rotating left and right, monitoring everything in the locker room. More cameras are hidden in other corners of the locker room. This place can be said to be fully guarded and without any traces.
A blind spot. After all, the Dark Arena is the home ground of Father Sphinx, and outsiders are not allowed to act recklessly here.
"Then what should we do? Do you want to stop?" the black figure in the lead asked in sign language.
"No." Another figure shook his head again and pointed to the end of the corridor: "Since the locker room is not a good place to start, let's just change the place and start again."
At the end of the corridor, there are two elevators. One is a large passenger elevator specially used to transport Sphinx players in and out of the arena, which can accommodate more than thirty people at the same time; while inside the other elevator door,
It is a passenger elevator for luxury VIPs to enter and exit. Father Sphinx often uses this elevator to bring special guests to the arena to watch football games.
Compared with the heavily guarded players' locker rooms, these passenger elevators have far fewer surveillance cameras, and they can be deceived with just a few tricks.
After seeing the two elevators, the group of black figures nodded in agreement. They came up with a more perfect plan.