Pacouli the kitten-man, the same knight who carried the cat-eye banner before, was a full head taller than her when she returned to her den, and the patriarch, who was barely as strong as the kitten-man, was already waiting there.

"Pache Rich, you've had close contact with that terrifying Cyris Knight, what do you think of him?" The patriarch put his hands behind his back, and his tail was raised high like an antenna: "Do you think he will accept you as a follower?" ”

What do I think? Patchouli shuddered and meowed in her heart, I dare not look!

In fact, she didn't even dare to look at the other party's terrifying constructed war horse, how it looked like something living in the occupied zone.

If it weren't for the stubborn character of the kitten man, Pache was afraid that she and the few companions who went out to greet her would not have been able to complete today's reception task.

"I don't know about the patriarch, but that lord doesn't seem to need followers." Patchouli did her best to fight against fate's arrangement: "I don't know if I can get the approval of that adult, he looks some... It's scary! ”

"Our people have always lived in turmoil, and the Cyris's opinion of us is important, and if we don't want to repeat the mistakes of our ancient ancestors, we must show our worth from now on." The tall patriarch clenched his fists, and Patchouli felt that the patriarch must have the genes of a tabby cat or an orange cat in his genes to have such a physique: "My clan is not a plaything, we can also reflect our own value in other aspects, Patchouli, be brave!" ”

"Yes!" The kitten-man knight subconsciously straightened his spine, and a pair of big blue eyes widened: "I will work hard, patriarch!" ”

It is naturally not a coward to be able to flee and escape to the tribe in the occupied area, a gathering place for cowards, taking the patriarch of this little cat tribe as an example, he is a warrior monk with a level of up to eleven levels, a warrior monk who entered the occupied area in order to hone himself led him to the path of a warrior monk when he was dying.

And Pache herself is a seventh-level ranger, with her age and environment, seventh-level is not low, it is difficult for her to meet a suitable target for her hunting, most of the time Patchouli and her friends do the work is to find the enemy, send people back to complain, monitor the enemy to ensure that everyone has enough time to escape, and as a last resort, they can also use themselves as bait to attract the attention of the chaos demons.

Pachouli herself does not lack the courage to sacrifice, she just doesn't want to leave the tribe, she has never seen so many smiles bloom in the tribe for so many years, and she has never seen the kittens eat so roundly, before they could only ensure that the kittens would not starve to death in order to survive.

Malnourished kittens die every year, and most of those who are underdeveloped do not have a chance to set foot in the ranks of the transcendent, and weakness is the original sin in the Fallen Zone.

Pache was a little reluctant to be a tribe full of laughter, but she knew that the patriarch was right.

Her cat-people tribe may be one of the few bestials who know the history of their race, and these kittens have never forgotten their origins and their humiliation.

They were originally made as pets by the mages of the Ottoman Empire, and those unscrupulous spellcasters were full of curiosity about intelligent pets mixed with human genes, and they endowed bestial humans with wisdom and affection, but retained their status as pets, it was a living hell.

Pachuali's tribe carefully preserves the history of the kittens, how they escaped from the dark hell when the Ottoman Empire fell apart, and how they divided into several parts to find their own way to survive, at that time the chaos had just appeared, and it had not yet evolved into the scars of the world like this, but the kitten-people were so weak that even the wild wolves on the side of the road could pose a deadly threat to them.

The shadow of perdition has always hung over the weak kitten people, but they have persevered tenaciously until now, relying on the courage to overcome their nature and fears, Patchouli clenched her little fist and made up her mind.

You can Pache Li! You're the strongest in the tribe... Pache glanced at her patriarch, well, the second strongest warrior, you can surely follow that mighty knight through an adventure far beyond the imagination of the tribesmen, and then return to the tribe full of glory and wealth to live out your old age!

Even so, you can leave a no-regret hymn to the kitten-man race, inspiring generations of kitten-man warriors and ultimately completely rewriting the fate of the kitten-people!

No, no, no, it's better to have the idea in the front, and the one in the back is what I think about.

Pache looked demented and fell into her own world, saliva flowing irrepressibly down the corners of her mouth.

duang！

The kitten-man warrior monk woke Pache up with the iron fist of justice, and then led Patchouli to the city center with a worried face, Patchouli's fat cat mount tiptoed behind, with the full set of luggage belonging to the kitten-man in his mouth, and he realized that he was leaving the house before his owner.

"Kitten-man followers?" Xu Yichen asked in some surprise.

"That's right, kitten man warrior followers, I don't know what they've been through before, these little guys always want to prove themselves in combat, and they send followers for every player they come across who seems to be more capable of fighting." Mr. H smiled and shook his head: "The Loess District doesn't care about one more ethnic minority, but their courage and spirit are still admirable, I estimate that they should arrive in a while, if you don't plan to refuse, remember to sign an insurance contract for me when you leave." ”

"Insurance contract?" After staying in the Far South for a long time, Xu Yichen felt that he was a little unsuitable for the local style of play.

"That's right, the insurance contract is mainly to guarantee the life rights and interests of the kitten people, and you must guarantee that under no circumstances will you send the kitten people's followers to carry out a mortal mission." Mr. H opened his mouth and came: "Actually, considering their rarity and super popularity among players, I suggest that you treat them as expensive pets, and they are also the pets of the rich family next door, otherwise you will be in trouble in the future." ”

"I don't need followers." Xu Yichen keenly sensed the foreseeable trouble and decisively refused.

"But this tribe's kitten people have some kind of soul pacification ability of unknown principle, which is especially effective for players who have been exposed to chaos for a long time." Mr. H leisurely patted the insurance contract that he didn't know where to get it: "I seriously advise you not to refuse their kindness. ”