Chapter 1265: Demon Hunting in the Silent Night (8)

Albert froze for half a second, looking at the cat-man boy.

Unarmoured, Mutt looks thinner than before.

It was a fluffy kitten, fluffy and soft like a ragdoll, with light gray fur and funny black tiger stripes. Because of the amazing softness of this guy's body, the fur and tendons on his body will bounce again and again when he walks, like a newborn baby with fine skin and tender skin, and also like a piece of cotton candy that can walk.

In previous matches, Albert had only seen the cat-man Mut who was dressed in armor and helmet, and was tightly wrapped in protective clothing. He couldn't even tell if Mutter was an adult or not.

It wasn't until now, when Mutter appeared in front of Albert that Tiger knew that Mutter was still a teenager.

(The amount of hair on a particular part of an orc can vary decisively depending on whether they are an adult or not.) "Mu, Mutt?" In addition to being surprised to find out that Mutt was still a child, the tiger was even more surprised by the fact that Mutter was still alive.

He took a deep breath and began to exclaim, "Are you alive?!Are you still alive?!—Oh my God!" "Don't kill people just by me!" The cat man gave Albert a blank look, looked indifferent, and wiped the cat hair off his back with a large towel.

"But, but you're vomiting blood! If you are stepped on by a giant, your internal organs should become sloppy?!" "Mutter's body structure is special. With the exception of his bones, each of his internal organs was as elastic as rubber, and it was not so easy to be trampled on. Philaeos replied, "So he was injured less than you think, and with the doctors rescuing him in time, he finally got a small life back." "Yes, yes, that's great!" said Albert, crying with joy, two lines of tears streaming uncontrollably.

"This guy is disgusting. The cat man boy gave Albert a blank look, and then said to Feleos as if complaining, "Do we really need this disgusting guy on our team? Because, from today onwards, you are his personal assistant. "What?!" Albert and Mutter cried out almost at the same time.

Then Mutter found himself inadvertently meowing, and his face flushed, and he shyly turned his face aside: "You, you're joking with me, Uncle Feleos! I'm going to be this guy's personal assistant?" Feleos took out an envelope from the locker in the locker room and opened it: "This is a message from Daddy Sphinx." From tomorrow, your position at the hotel will be cancelled. Instead, you will become Mr. Albert's personal assistant, and your job includes: 1) taking care of his daily life, 2) managing his nutrition, and 3) assisting him with soccer-related physical exercises. "That's ridiculous!" the cat-man boy protested angrily, "You want me to be a layman's personal assistant? He doesn't belong to the Sphinx at all! God, he won't even be there tomorrow!!" "Whether he participates in tomorrow's game or not, you have to be his assistant, and even if he doesn't play in Diablo football again, you still have to be his personal assistant - until Daddy changes orders." Philaeos showed a stern expression: "Don't resist, Mutte. You should be well aware of how terrible the consequences of disobedience are. "Very good. A haze crossed the cat-man boy's face, and even if he was no longer convinced, he had to give in.

Albert listened but remained silent. The Sphinx seems to have shoehorned a little servant into Al - or was Mutter deliberately placed next to the tiger to spy on Albert's eyes?

"I can't have a little personal space?" Tiger said uneasily, "I just promised Daddy Sphynx to play on this team, but I didn't promise to sacrifice my personal space and time." "It's okay, Mut is very obedient," Phileus had already changed his clothes and was about to leave, "When you want to be alone, lock him in the closet." I promise he'll hide in the closet obediently and won't trouble you. "Mr. Feleos!!!" the cat-man boy yelled in protest.

"Whew, just kidding. Before leaving, Leopard Man Philios took out two golden electronic key cards from his envelope and gave one to Albert and Muth: "Daddy has another gift for you - this is the key to the special VIP room on the top floor of the hotel." "What meow!?, 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, take care of his daily life. Phileus said with a wicked smile on his face.

"No thanks, I already have my own room. Albert replied unemotionally.

"The hotel room shared with Palamides, yes. Feleos continued to smirk and pushed open the door to the dressing room, "I wouldn't have a problem with you if you like to take Mutt to that room and let him sleep on the floor or something." However, there is a lot of training equipment in the special VIP room, all of which is set up for American football training. Even if you don't live in that room, why don't you make use of the equipment?" "Have a nice evening, then. Albert and Mutter raised their eyebrows at the same time, helplessly watching Philios leave.

There were only two people left in the locker room, Albert and Mutter, and Mutter was still wearing only a pair of pants, which was quite embarrassing.

They froze for a full ten seconds.

"So—" The cat-man boy glanced at the mud-covered tiger and said mockingly, "You're dirty, go take a bath." Do you want me to wipe your back, [host]?" "I'll go back to my hotel room and wash it again, thank you." Alberta replied with a long face: "You can keep this card for yourself, that special VIP room is yours, so I won't live in it." "That's not going to work. Mutter also seemed to be dissatisfied, but he had to follow the orders of the Sphinx father: "No matter where you live, I have to follow you, after all, this is Daddy's order." "I don't need a servant to follow!" said Albert angrily.

"I don't want to follow you, but there's no way!" said Mutt angrily.

The two men grinned at each other for about ten seconds. Then they thought about it and decided that the argument would not end well, and finally gave up.

"You're such a troublemaker. The tiger got up from the bench and walked towards the shower: "Okay, I'll take a shower first, and then we'll check out the damn special VIP room." After that, I'll be free, I have other things to do. "You know I'm going to have to follow you all the time," Mutter actually followed, as if he wanted to go into the bathroom with Albert.

"You can't!" Tiger closed the door with one hand and locked himself in the shower, "Wait outside! at least give me a little personal space, okay?"

However, less than half a minute later, Albert came out of the shower with an embarrassed face: "Can you help me take off this armor first?" "What?" The cat man yelled incredulously, "Won't you take it off yourself?!" The tiger blushed and muttered, "This is the first time I've worn American football armor, this thing has a complicated structure." "Okay! Muth walked up to Albert and tugged at one of the buckles in front of the tiger's breastplate: "This is the main strap of the breastplate, and below this is the secondary strap." Once they are all unfastened, and the other eight rib straps are unfastened from both sides, the cuirass can be removed-" "Well, that's something for later," Albert's face turned pale: "Remove the armor underneath! I'm about to pee!" "You!" Mutter glared at Albert and cursed viciously in Egyptian, which the tiger did not understand, before kneeling in front of the tiger with an unhappy face and tearing off the tiger's pants.

When the cat man boy took off Albert's crotch guard, the sight was so beautiful that the tiger himself couldn't bear to look at it.

At the same time, outside the door of the lounge, several figures were sneakily peeking through the crack in the door, just in time to see the cat man boy helping the tiger take off his armor - both of them were in a state of defenselessness.

"Do it now?" one of the figures gestured to his teammates in sign language, one hand pressed against the weapon at his waist, the dagger ready to unsheath.

"Nope. The other figure shook his head and gestured to a corner inside the crack in the door.

In the shadows of that corner, a superbly hidden camera was spinning left and right, monitoring a qiē in the locker room. More cameras are hidden in a few other corners of the locker room, which is a well-guarded place. After all, the Dark Arena is the home of the Sphinx Daddy, and there is no room for outsiders to be presumptuous here.

"So what are we going to do? do you want to stop?" asked the black figure in sign language.

"Nope. The other figure shook his head again and stretched out his hand to the end of the hallway, "Since the locker room is not a good place to start, let's just change places and do it again." "At the end of the corridor, there are two elevators. One is a large passenger elevator designed to transport Sphinx players in and out of the arena, which can accommodate more than 30 people at a time, and inside the other elevator door, there is a passenger elevator for luxury VIPs to enter and exit, and Sphinx dadas often use this elevator to bring special guests to the arena to watch football matches.

Compared to the heavily guarded locker rooms, these passenger elevators have far fewer surveillance cameras, which can be fooled with a casual touch.

After seeing the two elevators, the group of dark shadows nodded in agreement. They came up with a more perfect plan.