The ocelot turned around, but the two palm-sized bodies made a very serious gesture of preparing to pounce on Leo, serious to the point of being a little cute.

For the ocelot, who had become serious, Leo even felt a faint tingling in several parts of his skin.

The most elite hunters often only need the simplest preparation moves to launch deadly attacks.

Nana let go of Leo's arm and took a step forward with some curiosity, looking as if she wanted to have a friendly interaction with the dangerous little guy.

"Don't move. Leo grabbed Nana.

"What's wrong?" asked Nana, staring at the pretty little one.

"This little guy is a bit of a great guy. ”

"But it looks about the same size as a meow. ”

Nana's movements seemed to further irritate the sensitive ocelot, which hunched over in place and let out a shrill scream.

Leo had no choice but to stop in front of Nana: "Meow Wang can't even walk out half a meter in front of it." ”

Although the ocelot does not look much different from a domestic cat, in fact, just looking at the success rate, it is the top hunter in the wild, ambush, jumping, are all things it is good at. Although it tends to only hunt birds and eggs because of its size, it doesn't mind catching fat and floppy domestic cats to improve its diet when food is scarce.

Leo narrowed his perception and focused his abilities on the ocelot, penetrating its skin and directly sensing its muscles and bones, cutting off its desire to attack.

"Is it so powerful?" Nana looked at the pretty little thing with some surprise.

"It's more powerful than you think. ”

Nana thought for a moment and asked, "Then what are you going to do with it?"

"Take it away, and send it back when it's done helping. ”

"That's not good. Nana frowned, slipped out from behind Leo, stood in front of the ocelot, and said, "We're not hostile to it, are we?"

"Maybe not now, but I think it can be. Leo said something somewhat ambiguous.

Eliza's childhood education also influenced Leo to a greater or lesser extent, for example, in this case.

Those who surrender to me are friends, and those who resist me are enemies.

Hearing the underlying meaning of Leo's words, Lizanka nodded in agreement, and the young duke, who had risen from countless conspiracies, felt the same way.

"But I don't think we can do that, we should be more peaceful. Nana squeezed Leo's arm nervously.

The simple thinking of the mountain people prefers to be in the company of nature, so they begin a tentative confrontation with the cunning rules of humans.

"And what do you want to do?" asked Leo rhetorically.

Nana tilted her head and pointed to Leo's bag, "I remember we still have a lot of food in our bag, right? ”

Regarding Nana's naïve behavior, Lizanka couldn't help but say, "I think it might not work. ”

"Why?" asked Leo and Nanaqiqi.

"Because it's a wild animal, not a domestic pet. Lizanka pointed this out. "They're going to be wary of outsiders like us, and it's more likely to take the food and run. Therefore, my suggestion is that force is still the most effective and simple way. ”

"Run?" Leo raised an eyebrow. "Trust me, it was the wrong choice. ”

With that, Leo took out a piece of beef wrapped in oilcloth from his waist bag, and the tempting aroma of meat and fat grabbed all the attention of the ocelot at once.

Leo placed the meat on the ground, raised his hands, and stepped back with Nana.

The ocelot looked at the beef on the ground, cautiously approached it, stuck out its wet nose, and sniffed and sniffed next to the food.

After glancing at the three men in the distance again, the ocelot picked up a piece of beef about half the size of its body and slid quickly into the woods.

Lizanka watched the ocelot disappear into the night and said, "Look, such a wild little thing will not be grateful to you. ”

"So historically, force has been a necessary prerequisite for peaceful communication. Leo smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand, and flicked an invisible line in the air.

In the moonlit space, a little guy with alternating brown and black stripes suddenly appeared in mid-air, and after being confused for a moment, he fell down in a panic holding the beef.

Lizanka sighed.

Using a legendary-level ability to catch a slightly mutated ocelot was the most extravagant ability she'd ever seen.

The ocelot rolled on the ground, quickly got up, and tried to hide in the woods again.

But under the watchful eye of Leo's dual abilities, it could not even go fifty meters, and once again experienced a short free fall.

After repeating it a few times, the little one finally collapsed to the ground in exhaustion, turned sideways, put his four paws together, and looked at Leo while panting for air.

When the ocelot's violently heaving chest had calmed down a little, Leo walked to Nana and squatted down beside the ocelot.

He pointed to the ocelot, then to the meat, and then to himself.

"Meow?"

It was Leo's cry.

Lizanka covered her face with a "snap".

It's a shame.

This sense of shame is especially strong after the ocelot also makes a confused meow.

But...

"Your pronunciation isn't standard enough. Lizanka said with a blank expression, trying to hide the laughter that was about to erupt on her lips.

"Really?" Leo glanced at Rizanka suspiciously. "I spent the winter in Minutes with a cat named Meow, and my communication with him was very friendly and pleasant. ”

"Dialect, do you understand?" said Lizanka, clasping her hands and hiding in the shadows of the trees. "Notice the difference between you and its pronunciation, don't tremble at the first end and raise the last one a little more. ”

"So you're still a master of beast language!" Leo was overjoyed.

Master of Beast Language?

Lizanka touched the door of her head, and a pleasant smile finally appeared on her lips.

"That's right, you've seen that, that's good, boy. Rest assured, as long as you do what I say, there is no animal you can't communicate, and even the druids will have to bow down in this regard. ”

The more Lizanka spoke, the happier she became, the more the cow became bigger, and if it weren't for the fact that there were no gods who advocated peaceful communication with animals, she would have been able to make herself a little higher.

"Great, then I'm not going to be here to make a fool of myself, Rizanka, can you talk to it, tell it, either take the meat and help me with the errands, or leave empty-handed. ”

"Huh?"

Lizanka was really dumbfounded this time, and her face stiffened with elation.

Looking at the sincerity on Leo's face, she wanted to tell him that she was talking nonsense just now.

But with the dignity of an empress, even if it was self-proclaimed, she could not pull her face to overturn what she had just said.

"Hey, Lizanka, come and try it. Leo blinked, looking at Lizanka with a puzzled expression.

Absolutely deliberately!

Lizanka thought angrily, but when the words came to her lips, they became: "Okay, I'll try it now." ”

She was like a queen chess piece made of stone, and at the urging of the deacon, she reluctantly fell into the wrong position.

Staring at the collapsed little guy on the ground, Lizanka was at war in her heart, did she really want to imitate the cat's meow so shamefully?

"Meow?"

Lizanka subconsciously covered her mouth before she reacted that it was the little guy on the ground who made the sound.

It's good not to be myself...

Lizanka comforted herself.

Although Lizanka could choose not to speak, the ocelot barked happily, and for a while, Lizanka's ears were full of the little guy's cry.

Ryzanka's face sank.

Is this provoking me? Show your unique voice and laugh at me, this is a voice you can never learn?As an empress (self-styled), there is nothing to humiliate me in front of me!

Lizanka took a deep breath and opened her mouth wide, revealing two fangs:

"Meow!meow, meow, meow~~~"

"There is no generalization between human constitutions, and I once simulated the feeling of a wolf howling with a cat barking in a situation of extreme anger. - "The Autobiography of Lizanka"

Lizanka's peculiar language quickly silenced the ocelot, and judging by its confused expression, it must have been in Lizanka's muffled voice that he began to doubt the results of his language learning.

"So, the communication is successful?" asked Leo anxiously.

Obviously, Lizanka's unique linguistic talent has also caused him some damage.

"Of course. Lizanka coldly lifted the fur from the back of the ocelot's neck and grabbed the little creature with a blank brain in her hands.

The ocelot hanging in mid-air widened its round eyes and clutched the piece of beef with its four paws.

The three of them returned to the camp, and little Paul, who was still on vigil, saw Leo and them from a distance.

"Hey, why did you guys come back now, oh, what's it in Lizanka's hand?"

"Your Majesty Lizanka. Lizanka flicked little Paul on the head. "Go get that old wizard out and work overtime in the middle of the night, and we're going to send this little thing back when we're done. ”

After a few minutes, everyone in the camp was awakened and stood up curiously, looking at the poor thing in Lizanka's hand.

"It's good, it's rare, the ocelot has a hint of Warcraft in its blood. Omoni nodded in satisfaction, with such material, his new wand would be even more powerful.

He took out the lightning strike wood core he had found.

"Where's the Starmark Grass?"

"Here. Rizanka pulled out the Starmark Grass and handed it to Omoni.

"Very good, in excellent condition, and the picking technique was perfect, impeccable, Miss Lizzana. ”

Omoni pointed at the ocelot and asked, "Can you make this little guy make some footsteps?"

"It doesn't get any easier than that. ”

Lizanka stiffly broke open the ocelot's paws, grabbed the beef and threw it into the distance.

"Meow!"

The ocelot writhed in Lizzana's hand.

Omoni hurriedly commanded the core to float in midair, melting the scarlet grass with a burst of flames, turning it into a bits of starlight and merging into the core.

The surface of the core smoothed out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it emitted a little silver starlight, like a black glazed stone rod mixed with silver sand.

"It's now!

The freed ocelot rushed towards the beef in the distance, pulling up an afterimage in the moonlight, and making a series of clattering footsteps.

With a wave of his hand, Omoni's afterimage of the ocelot was fixed in the air and merged into the wooden core.

With a light exhale, Omoni grabbed the wand in the air and held it to his ear, and a sound of footsteps came from the wand.

"For the sake of the wand's success, I won't bother with you two about breaking my wand. Omoni said with a smile.

"Really, then I'm relieved that I don't have any money on me right now. Leo smiled as well, and then looked to the edge of the camp, where a small brown head poked its head out of a tree.

"But there's a little thing that still has some ideas. ”