Chapter 1946: Caught in the Lake (15)

"Don't be like this, ahhahahaha~" This kid definitely has a hole in his brain, he just saw Bedeville with a familiar look, and grinned: "Even Mommy looks very recognizable when she was young." Her skin was white, her ears were pointy, and her hair was long, black and shiny. Even mommy is a big beauty~"

"Well, you have to know that a lot of women in this world look like this...... Bediwell replied depressedly. And why is this little ghost talking about his mother's "youthful appearance"? God knows if she's still not like this?!

There is one thing that Bediwell can analyze a little. Could the "spiky ears" be an elf? So the mother of this little tiger is an elf?

No, how is that possible. Can an orc really marry an elf and give birth to an orc? Bediwell had never seen such an example. Not to mention intermarrying with elves, as an orc, he and Lianyin can't have children together, and Husky still adopts them. Cross-racial marriages generally end in fruitlessness.

"Anyway...... Shall I take you to the ship on the other side?" Bediwell turned to look at the British battleship Palamedis opposite, "The uncles of the Knights of Great Britain will take responsibility for taking you home, will that be fine?"

"Don't," said the little tiger, pouting, "the big brother said that the people of Great Britain are dangerous, and you should not even dismiss them." Uncle Wolf, you take the puppet to find the puppet Mommy, don't rely on the people of Great Britain. ＂

"On the big night, you want me to go around with a child of unknown origin to find his mother?" Bediwell was really crying and laughing.

"The origin of what meow is unknown, even Obert, everyone is so familiar with Uncle Wolf, you are still polite to the couple. The imp continued to say brazenly.

Bediwell almost didn't vomit a mouthful of old blood.

Bediwell looked up at the sky. Judging from the height of the moon, it must be about 8 o'clock in the evening. While Bediwell's game tomorrow is important for him to qualify for the finals, it's a bit too early to go to bed at eight o'clock, and it's still okay to take a stroll outside.

"You don't want to go to the Britons for help, and I don't force you. "But if you want to find your mother, I'll have to ask a few friends for help." Otherwise, there is no information in the vast sea of people, and it is more difficult to find someone than to find a needle in the bottom of the sea. ＂

"That's fine. The tiger boy squinted his eyes and said.

What Bediwell thought of at this time was actually the strength of Big Lawrence, and the Melson Brotherhood, to which Big Lawrence is currently attached. To complete such a trivial matter as finding someone, it is better to rely on the strength of the brotherhood than to find a big backer, and it is better to rely on the power of the brotherhood to find someone in Great Britain to help find a mother of a child. The people on the Brotherhood side must be more familiar with the situation in Cairo, and the intelligence network is more extensive than in Great Britain.

Big Lawrence seems to be on the Aurora, too, but Bedwell hasn't run into that guy for a long time since a few afternoons, so I wonder if Big Lawrence is continuing to stay on the ship, or if he's out for a stroll?

"Eve, is Lawrence on the ship? If he is, please report where he is. ＂

"The crew member is currently in his room. Eve said unemotionally.

"Good. Help me contact Lawrence. Bediwell commanded as he walked into the cabin.

"What are you still doing here?" he saw that the boy had not followed, so he turned back and urged, "Come with me." ＂

"Okay. The little tiger followed Bediwell without hesitation.

A few minutes later.

"What?" said the sleepy-eyed Lawrence as he opened the room, "Boss, you want me to get help from the Melson Brotherhood...... Looking for this little ghost's mother?"

"That's right. Bediwell looked helpless: "I don't know where this little ghost came from the sky." And as soon as he came up, he asked me to help him find his mother. I'm bothered too. ＂

Lawrence scratched his head: "Boss, you are also idle enough." ＂

"Not really!" said the werewolf youth angrily.

"But...... Did it fall from the sky?" Lawrence leaned over and looked at the little white tiger left and right, "and landed on the deck of our ship?"

"Of course the wings are drops~" Aubert turned around, revealing the two small ice blue wings on his back, and flapped a few times as if showing off: "Flying can't be used to fly, but it can be used to slow down the speed of fall~"

"Hey, you're such a freak. Lawrence quipped.

"Uncle, you're really rude. The tiger boy grinned and replied.

Lawrence didn't get angry but laughed: "Yes, yes, I like it!

"Why are there so many weirdos on my ship...... Bediwell muttered with a face.

"But I don't have a direct means of communicating with the Brotherhood," Lawrence added, "and we'll have to go to the black market in Cairo again to get the Brotherhood to help." Is that okay, Boss?"

"Are you sure you're not going to run around mischievously?" Bediwell said to the Tigerman boy instead, "Just be clear, there are a lot of bad guys in the black market in Cairo. If you run around, you will be abducted by the bad guys and sold as slaves, and I will not be responsible. ＂

"Even don't run around!" said the little ghost, "and no matter how bad the bad guy is, he can't kidnap the puppet, and the puppet can beat them all over the ground." ＂

Then he opened his mouth wide and raised his two tiger paws, pretending to be angry and shouted: "Roar!!~~~"

"Oh, it's fierce!" Lawrence bent over with a smile on his belly.

Ten minutes later.

"Ohhahaha! This is so funny------ wowhahahaha! Awesome!!" The tiger boy was like crazy and walked around the black market in Cairo, but he couldn't stop.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't run around?!" Bediwell was so tired just trying to catch up with the naughty little tiger that he almost wanted to tie up the little imp with a rope and forcibly take him away.

"But how do you know it's going to be interesting here!" said the little tiger, who had already run to another stall selling weapons, "What kind of meow is this?

Bang!!The thing didn't even have a safety lock, it was really triggered by the little tiger, but luckily the muzzle of the light gun he was holding at the time was pointing downward, and the light bullet hit the ground and only made a small hole in the rocky ground of the market.

"What are you doing?!" frightened the shopkeeper and quickly snatched the light gun back. However, the tiger boy extended his clutches to another short knife next to him.

"Stop me!!" Bediwell raised his casserole-sized fist and slammed the imp on the head.

"Whew! It hurts! Oppose violence!" The tiger boy stopped: "Uncle Wolf doesn't know how to be gentle at all!

"I wish I could smash you fool into a normal person!" said Beddivi angrily.

"Please take care of your son, this is dangerous!!" the shopkeeper scolded with a flushed face.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!" Bediwell quickly apologized, "But this little ghost is not my son------"

Sniff and sniff. Before Bediville could apologize to the owner of the weapons shop, Little Tiger started to do things again. He smelled the smell of food, turned his head in the direction from which the smell came from, and saw a kebab shop in Cairo's black market.

"Uncle Wolf, I'm going to eat that!" he said, tugging at the corner of Bedwell's coat, and said unceremoniously.

"What?" said Bediwell, impatiently, "Oh, it's just a kebab, I can buy it for you." Just stop mischievous. ＂

"No, no, no, it's not that, it's ------ ------" The tiger boy pointed to another shop next to the kebab shop, which was a shop that sold grilled sausages, and the featured product was a giant sausage as thick and long as an arm.

"You're crazy. Can you eat that many sausages?!" Bedivel was taken aback.

"Aubert is a big eater!" said the little tiger with a serious face.

"Just buy it for him, boss. Lawrence came over panting at this time: "He was carrying such a big grilled sausage, and he couldn't continue to run around." ＂

"It's infuriating. Bediwell glanced at the tiger man: "Buy it, buy it, you give me a good look!"

He had a feeling that he had bowed to the evil forces, which was really unpleasant.

"Five hundred Egyptians, oh my God, it's expensive------" Bedivel grumbled as he paid.

"It's such a big sausage, after all. The shopkeeper was justifying himself. Then I began to talk about what kind of secret sauce is used to grill the sausages, how to control the heat to make such a huge sausage all cooked properly, and how to make it charred on the outside and tender on the inside...... However, Bedivel did not listen at all, he struggled to carry the heavy sausage and delivered it to the little tiger: "Eat it!

"Meow hahahaha!" the tiger boy smiled proudly, opened the outer wrapper of the giant sausage and ate it in a big gulp, it was really cruel enough.

"Don't eat so fast, it will affect digestion. Bediwell couldn't help but complain. This bear kid is really more bearish than Kate...... No, or should it be called a tiger child?

"Uh, full. However, the little bastard had only eaten a third of the sausage, and immediately patted his belly: "I can't eat it anymore." Uncle Wolf, take care of it!"

"You ------!" Bediville almost broke out.

"Aha, boss, bear with it, don't be angry with children. Lawrence persuaded in time: "Okay, I'll finish eating this, I just happened to be hungry after taking a nap, and this is just the right time for a supper." ＂

"Well, I'm so sleepy when I'm full~" The little tiger stretched out his hand to Bediville again: "Ask for a hug~"

"You're such a nuisance!" Bediwell froze to the extreme.

"We're still a little way to the meeting place of the Brotherhood," Lawrence said, carrying the remaining two-thirds of the sausage, "and it's better to carry him on his back than to let him run around." ------ said that this sausage tastes really good, the black pepper is put just right, and the mellow flavor of the meat is aroused to the maximum. Boss, would you like to take a bite?"

"No thanks. Bediwell picked up the little tiger angrily: "You kid can't wet the bed, right? Don't pee on my back?"

"No, Aubert hasn't wet the bed since he was four years old!" the tiger boy grinned.

When the imp said this in an irresponsible tone, Bediwell couldn't help but be even more suspicious.