Behind the mother of the white tiger, which Zeus did not see, she was trying to comfort her son with her tail.

Hearing these words, the little white tiger was already so angry that the fangs in his mouth were about to be crushed. But he remembered his mother's words: "You have to be patient, in order to live, in order to be able to escape from here, you must be patient!"

This is what the mother and son whispered to the little white tiger when they first heard the conversation between the white dove and the little mouse.

"But I am your son, I am the future tiger king, how can I be at the mercy of a little mouse?"

"You heard about it when you were in the gladiatorial school, but then you forgot it? The most terrifying place in the gladiatorial arena is not the place where man and beast fight and tear each other, but its underground world!"

"I know that a beast doesn't necessarily die immediately after being locked in. But once he's pushed onto the elevator to the field, then—"

"So, only that rat can help you," Mother Tiger said quickly, with an indescribable anxiety in her tone, "because he is Zeus, the holy rat that every mouse in the gladiatorial school is proud of, and only he knows how to avoid those terrible machines and keep you from being pushed into the field." ”

"But I'm not afraid of death! In my opinion, being at the mercy of a rat is worse than death!"

"What is more terrible than death is to survive, and it is more difficult than to survive is to escape—but you must do both of these things, because as you said, you are the king of tigers, the real and only king of Bangladesh, so you must do everything you can to go back there and rebuild our homeland!"

"I-I can, Mom, trust me!" said the little white tiger, his beautiful golden eyes moistened. "But Mom, you have to promise me, you have to survive, stay with me, we will go back to Bangladesh together, okay?"

Mother White Tiger didn't say anything, she turned around with a heavy face, walked step by step to the corner, and picked up the thin piece of gold with her mouth.

The Messianic Legend of the Creation Journey Chapter 17 Back to Bengal! I hit it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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