Lothar felt that she might have underestimated the three plush-haired grinders before, although this was also because of the high demands of His Highness Andrew. But the cowardly demon didn't dare to complain about His Royal Highness, it must be because these three bad things were too stupid and skinny! Yes, that's it.

The cowardly demon was wearing a leather skirt made by Lord Livia himself, although it had not undergone a complete "cooked skin" process, but His Royal Highness André thought that it would be better to feed him with the smell of his parents. You know, this is the fur of the night wolf, the shiny fur of the beast makes the fluttering cowardly feel very good about himself, and the apron made of the fur of the beast makes him feel as if he has become stronger than before.

As soon as he thought of his task, the whole face of the majestic and high-spirited cowardly demon instantly collapsed again. Only a little wolf milk was collected from the carcass of the puppy mother, and the three little bastards licked it clean in a while. Lothar asked His Highness what to feed these creatures in the future, and the great son of the abyss gave him a jealous and helpless answer.

"Ask Livia if there are any succubi who are lactating and that milk is good for puppies' physical development. ”

Although most succubi are not qualified warriors, they are good at weaving, leather-making and other handicrafts, and are wonderful companions for powerful warriors to vent their energy, and can also be used as mothers to continue their bloodline. In terms of physique alone, succubi are far stronger than cowards, and simply put, succubi's status in a clan is definitely better than that of cowards who are good for nothing but numbers.

Milk is an important resource for succubi to nurse their young, and although the tribe now has an abundance of food, Lothar does not feel entitled to such treatment. Oh, I don't have that treatment, and the ones who are qualified are the three little beasts that His Highness values. It's just that none of the five succubi in the tribe are nursing offspring, and none of them seem to be pregnant.

Finding Livia, who was organizing the cowards to distribute food, Lothar writhed her pestle in front of the handsome young succubus. That's the succubus milk that strong males don't necessarily have a chance to enjoy, and the cowardly demon feels that His Highness's order is too difficult for a strong man, and most succubi like strong males, just like Lord Garuda. Lothar looked at her little arms and legs, and felt that she was in a slim position, everyone knew that cowardice had no gender until it advanced.

"Hungry, which leader are you?" "Livia looked at the writhing demon in front of her, thinking that it was a greedy ghost who was attracted by the aroma of food and couldn't wait.

"My lord, it's not me, it's these three guys. Lothar pointed behind her, where three plushs were rolling in a bamboo basket covered with night wolf fur.

"Well, you're Lothar, right?" What kind of food did Your Highness distribute to them?" Noticing the short black cloak on the cowardly demon, the succubus remembered the harvest of the morning hunting party, two adult Chinese New Year's Eve wolves and three live young wolves.

"It's milk, my lord. The cowardly demon lowered his head weakly, he was a little afraid that Lord Livia would hit him with Du Lu's leg bone, it would be very painful!

"What did you say?" the succubus looked at the cowardly demon suspiciously.

"Your Highness says that they can grow stronger by breastfeeding, and that is how their mothers feed them before they are ready to eat meat......" Although Lord Livia frowned and still looked so good, Lothar felt that she did not have the courage to say any more.

There was a bitter silence, and the cowardly demon felt his head start to sweat.

"You wait here for a while. The succubus quickly turned around, its wings and head exuding a pleasant smell.

"Whew......" Lothar breathed a sigh of relief.

Livia grabbed a succubus who was weaving ropes not far away, and the two didn't know what they were talking about, and then they seemed to argue, as if they couldn't fight Livia, and the succubus was reluctantly pulled over by Livia.

"This is Charlotte, and she will be in charge of providing food to you and your puppy in the future. Livia introduced the succubus with a plump body and weak eyebrows.

The cowardly heart said that I couldn't absorb the benefits of this level.

"Lord Livia......" Charlotte seemed to object, gently holding Livia's arm that was more slender and fairer than hers.

"Don't worry, Your Highness is very forgiving. Livia patted the back of Charlotte's hand and turned to the coward, "Did Your Highness say that there is any benefit to a succubus that provides milk?"

"Livia......" Charlotte seemed to think that it was inappropriate to ask the noble son of the abyss for retribution, even though His Highness himself was not here at all.

"Lord Livia, Lord Charlotte, Lothar is going to ask His Highness for instructions!"

"Your wolf cub ......"

......

I don't know why, His Highness always likes to call these three little guys "dogs". Lothar was a little bored and teased the three black hairballs that had just eaten and yawned. Bellamont with drooping ears, Kaidi with the longest hair, and Los the youngest, the cowardly demon was familiar with his work respectfully, trying to distinguish the three little ones who were about the same in his eyes.

In order to make it easier for the three little ones to sleep and eat, the cowardly moved his work place, the bamboo basket nest of the puppies, to the place where the cowards under the command of Lord Charlotte weaved ropes. The cowards talked as they worked, and they had tried many similar ways of weaving. Lothar originally thought that braiding rope was quite simple, but in fact it was not what he thought, and what His Highness needed was a rope that was strong enough, even if the yield was not so high.

I envy these three tricksters who can sleep except for eating, oh, they will have something else - they need a competent Lord Lothar to clean up their poop. The cowardly demon snorted a little angrily, and then looked at the delicate plush, and couldn't help but learn from His Highness to touch their foreheads. Occasionally, the weak little tongue would respond with a wet and soft response, which would make the cowardly demon can't help but feel proud...... Maybe they'll grow up to be as strong as their parents!?

The noisy discussion of the crowd not far away interrupted the coward's unrealistic fantasies about driving away wolves and tigers, and he curiously asked a coward who walked nearby, "What's wrong?"

"I heard that one of the cowards in the hunting party named Waclaw is missing, and no one has seen him since the end of the hunt. ”

Lothar remembered Wow Claw, a companion who was a good mushroom hunter, and his nose could smell the smell of mushrooms mixed in the grass from a dozen meters away.

Cowards are usually afraid to go out on their own, and most of the carnivorous beasts in the wilderness regard cowards as easy prey, and only the weaker ones can survive in this world under the protection of their tribes and companions.

"Hopefully he's just lost......"

Most people have the same thoughts as Lothar, and for a weak tribe of hundreds of people, the death of a few cowardly demons is nothing more than an inconsequential matter, not to mention that he is just gone, isn't it?

With such abundant and delicious food, what coward would be willing to leave?

People seem to have forgotten that only a few days ago, the dilemma forced them to find a direction to work hard, and the brief good life seemed to make them forget the crisis that was still looming step by step.

......

Yesterday evening, a search near the camp was mobilized and the missing cowardly demon was not found. Early in the morning, Andre's unkind expression made the entire tribe seem to be enveloped in a heavy air pressure that could not be dispersed.

Your Highness is very rare to be angry this time!

Although the thirteen leaders knew that while commanding the cowardly demons under their command, the Children of the Abyss also arranged for their safety. But no one had ever thought that His Highness would care so much about the lowly coward.

The thirteen chiefs and all the cowards did not continue yesterday's unfinished work this morning, they were all gathered to make plans to find the missing cowards.

Dilard had a hunch that he was going to be unlucky, because the cowardly demon who was just as unlucky as he was should have belonged to him.

The order of the Children of the Abyss is - except for the five leaders guarding the camp, the other eight leaders follow His Highness himself and lead a small number of cowardly demons out to search for the missing Wowclaw!

For the sake of a coward, His Highness did not hesitate to stop the production work that had been on the right track.

Instinctively, everyone began to feel that the loss of a cowardly demon no longer seemed as inconsequential as it once was. The bewildered exiles do not yet know whether the results of this change will be good or bad.