The frog was about to be scared mad by Arthur. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His limbs were no longer struggling and moving, his body was completely vertical, and he suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth like a bucket, and made a sound like a baby crying, and his two large glass bead-like eyes began to pour tears like a waterfall.

Everyone's first reaction was noisy, unpleasant, harsh.

After a few seconds of crying, Nayin, Werther, and Salina all turned to look at Arthur. That's their second reaction.

Arthur was seen a little unnaturally, and the feeling as if he had become a bad guy made him very awkward.

Then he yelled, "Don't think you can be fooled by crying! Answer my question! Or I won't mind turning you into a barbecue!"

When Arthur finished this roar, the frog cried even harder, tears pouring out of his big eyes, making one wonder if his body was made up of tears.

The intensified cry made everyone can't help but cover their ears, even Arthur is no exception, but he has a sword in one hand, and only one hand can cover his ears, which has little effect. And he knew very well that instead of covering his ears, he should stop the sound.

So after moving his mouth couldn't solve the problem, Arthur planned to do it.

Just as he was about to make a move, a sharp and eager voice suddenly came: "Hey, that stinky man over there, let go of my nephew!"

Arthur jerked in the direction from which the voice had come from, and in the emergency stand, a figure leaped up from the water and landed on the rock where Arthur was.

Because of the limited amount of rock outcropping, the figure was only a few centimeters away from Arthur after it fell.

In fact, when he fell, he almost kissed Arthur.

This gave Arthur the urge to strike first anyway.

Naine, who was floating in the air, and Werther and Salina, who were in the water, all held torches high and shone at the guy who suddenly appeared.

It was a frog that was also more than half a meter tall, and his face looked very mature, especially under his nostrils the size of a bean, with two blackbeards turned out, which made him look a little old-fashioned.

Like the guy who was still crying, the frog was on its strong hind legs like a human, and it was clothed, but it looked a little more complicated and formal than the guy who was spraying tears, and it seemed to be a good waistcoat with good workmanship. There is also a small pocket on the chest of the vest, and that small pocket is bulging, and there should be something in it. Underneath the vest is a crimson pair of shorts, a bit like the pumpkin pants worn by children, especially little girls.

Originally, pumpkin pants mostly served as a base and skirt support, and there should be a skirt or something on the outside, but now it is lonely on the leg, or on the leg of an adult male, which looks inappropriate, but considering that it is on the leg of a frog, then all the discomfort seems to be negligible.

It's okay for others to look at, but Nain, who likes to sew and often makes her own clothes, is a little unbearable when she sees this frog wearing. Her lips twrithed, and she wanted to say to the frog, "Actually, you can change to a pair of pants that match your waistcoat, and the simplest straight-leg pants are fine." ”

But she knew that now was not the time to think about clothes, for the frog was pointing at Arthur with his webbed finger, and yelled imposingly, "Put my nephew down, you ignorant human, or I won't mind turning you into broth soaked in water!"

First he was pointed at and insulted by the frog, then threatened, and there was a non-stop noisy cry in his ears, Arthur felt that his head was going to explode, he no longer roared, he no longer showed momentum, he stared closely at the frog that was only a few centimeters away from him, bit his lip, and said in a low and deep voice as if it came from the depths of his throat: "If you want to move us, you can try." ”

"What? what are you talking about?" because the nephew was crying loudly, and the older frog didn't hear it, so he had to bang his nephew on the head and yell, "Okay, don't cry, Babyybot! I'm going to clean up your little retarded mess again!"

As the older frog yelled, Nayin, who felt Arthur's murderous intent, quickly hugged Arthur and signaled him not to be impulsive.

Originally, Arthur wanted to do something, but when he heard the word retarded, he, like his companions, was stunned.

The young frog, who was called Barbibot, stopped crying at once, but his glass-beaded eyes were still full of tears, and he looked at the older frog, his mouth open a slit, looking pitiful and helpless, painful and desperate.

Because of this pitiful appearance, the mood in Arthur's heart subsided slightly.

He tried to ask in a calm tone, "What the hell are you trying to do?"

The older frog saw that Arthur seemed to have regained his sanity as a human being, and his tone was calmer, and he tugged at his waistcoat with his hand and said: "If my nephew didn't do anything, and you took the initiative to attack him, then I will never forgive you, but I want you to know that my nephew is still young, not like me, who has lived for hundreds of years, and has complete wisdom, with his age, it will probably take dozens, or even hundreds of years, to be as clear as me." Most of my nephews are like him, and they get me into trouble everywhere! So I call them little retarded, which annoys me, but also makes me feel the little retarded of family affection. In short, if it is my little mentally retarded nephew who has done something to you, I have already explained the reason, I hope you can understand him, forgive him, and then it is, put him down quickly!"

As he said his last words, the older frog cried out and raised his hands in the air.

I don't know if it's a little funny (at least Arthur thinks they are), but little Babby Bott didn't even stop crying this time, just staring blankly at his uncle with big glass bead-like eyes.

"Listen. Arthur raised his hand to the older frog, he didn't care about the age of the other party and the "politeness" that arose because of this, he just wanted to deal with the anger that was suffocating in his chest as soon as possible, "If he is mentally retarded and cannot take responsibility for what he has done, and he is taken care of by you, then you should be responsible, because it was you who did not take good care of him and took good care of him, so that he attacked my companion, you must be held responsible!"

Although he often scolded his nephews for being mentally retarded, the older frog felt very uncomfortable when he heard someone say that his nephew was mentally retarded.

But even if it was uncomfortable, Arthur's words seemed to be full of truth, and the old frog couldn't think of anything to refute it. In his hundreds of years of life, he couldn't remember what he had apologized for, and of course he didn't want to apologize, but he could see that this young man with black hair and black eyes was not lying.