"You were so fierce just now, why are you scared now?" O'Nian said jokingly.
Only then did Alvin realize that the girl was deliberately trying to scare him.
"If I get this, I'll just rub it on you, okay?" Alvin said angrily.
"Curse is just a type of magic," Onian glanced at him and said, "At most, it only lasts longer. I guess the infection she mentioned is limited to her tribe. Why are you panicking?"
"How can you be sure?"
"I was so close just now, and I didn't feel any invasion of magical energy. There should be no problem." Onian said.
The female leader seemed to notice Alvin's concerns and anxiously stood up and explained a lot to the two of them. Alvin probably understood something. It should be that these tribesmen were made like this by an evil dragon.
"After working on it for a long time, it turns out that the enemy she just mentioned is also a dragon." Alvin thought to himself, "It should be as Onian said, these so-called curses are some kind of powerful magic from the dragon."
"But she just saw the ice dragon that Onian described. It should not be the same monster as their enemy, otherwise she would not apologize so quickly. Then they want this dragon heart to have What's the use? Do they think this thing can cure all diseases?" Alvin was a little confused about the leopard men's requests.
The female leader also specifically mentioned that this evil dragon's curse would only spread among their leopard people group, and generally speaking, only the men in the group would be infected.
Alvin was relieved to learn that he would not be infected.
"Since they are so sure that this dragon heart can save these people's lives, why not give it to them?" Onian said and glanced at Alvin.
The female leader heard that Onian was speaking for herself, held her hand, and felt gratitude in her tearful eyes. Then she prayed to the sky, sincerely praying for this kind-hearted human girl.
Seeing this scene, Alvin couldn't help but sigh at the magnanimity of the female leader. You must know how many of her tribe members were killed and injured by Onian's spell just now.
"As you can see, these leopard men were obviously not injured by the giant ice dragon..." Alvin said while looking at Onian. Before he finished speaking, he saw a child running out of the group of kneeling leopard men.
This little leopard was born with a pair of sharp blue eyes, alert and ferocious. At first glance, you can tell that he is different from those ordinary leopard men. Just now, those leopard men were thrown to the ground by Onian's magic. Only this little guy with sharp eyes hid aside early, so he was not affected in any way.
The little guy ran forward, and the two small wings on his back fluttered, very lively. This little thing hugged Onian's calf and looked at her pitifully.
"You are so clever, little one. How do you know that this person will listen to me when I say something?" Aonian smiled and looked at the weeping little leopard man and said, and then he hugged the little guy into his arms. In his arms, he turned his eyes to Alvin with a smile.
The little guy sat calmly, staring blankly at the smile on the girl's face, his eyes almost bulging out of his sockets, and his chest rose and fell, causing the gray fur to move. Just now, he just ran out to beg for mercy out of desperation, but seeing this smile now actually made him let go of his guard and wariness against humans. He may have forgotten how terrifying this human woman is as a magician.
It can be seen from this that food and sex are irrespective of race and age.
Alvin sighed softly when he saw the smile between Onian's eyebrows.
"She always has good intentions." Alvin looked at the girl with picturesque features and thought to himself, "I don't know whether to be worried or admired."
He turned to look at the female leopard leader and nodded.
The female leader immediately knelt down towards Alvin again and said something with tears of gratitude. The leopard men behind her also looked happy, but they did not dare to stand up and cheer without the leader's order.
Alvin helped her up and said nothing more.
The little leopard man danced excitedly on Onian's arm, his blue eyes full of joy. Onian put him down, and the little guy jumped into the arms of the female leader.
Seeing their intimate appearance, Alvin realized that this little guy was the child of the female leader.
"No wonder those eyes are similar." He thought to himself.
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After Alvin generously gave the dragon heart to these leopard men, the female leader began to prepare intensively for the sacrificial activity, and the dozen or so tribesmen behind her naturally got busy. This time she would not object to Alvin and the others staying to visit.
The leopard girls went to the ancient tree just now and carried back the fainted warriors. Alvin guessed that their job was to take care of the wounded.
But strangely enough, the bodies of those leopard men killed by Alvin and Onian's magic were just lying there unnoticed. Alvin saw that these leopard men had a clear division of labor and each had their own busy schedules, but no one thought of collecting the bodies of their dead comrades, which really made him a little incomprehensible. It would be even more absurd for him, a massacrer, to think about this issue.
Just now, the female leader justly criticized Alvin for why he killed her companions. But how long had it passed before those people were forgotten?
Onian also saw what Alvin was thinking, so she snapped her fingers towards the little guy, and the little guy ran over. At this time, the little leopard man's mother was busy, so no one paid attention to him.
This little guy is indeed very clever. Aonian pointed a little and he understood what Onian was going to ask.
He pointed at the dead tribesmen, shook his head, then pointed at the wounded on the wooden frame, and nodded.
Although Alvin and Onian roughly understood what he meant, they were still stunned and speechless. Because when they saw this little guy looking at the clansmen who died in battle, there was no trace of sadness or sympathy in his eyes.
Maybe this is a cultural difference. In the eyes of these leopard men, dead people have no value. And for those tribesmen who have been cursed by the dragon, even if they only have their last breath left, they are still worthy of their greatest efforts.
The two of them didn't say much. As Onian said, these monsters have their own civilization. Perhaps these leopard men have survived until now because of this belief? So how do they have the right to accuse anyone?
Being as smart as the two of them, they naturally understand that it would be too stupid to use human concepts to restrict species other than humans.
The little guy obviously didn't have much dealings with humans. He didn't understand why this beautiful human girl's face turned somber. He scratched Aoni's smooth calf back and forth with his little paws, pouting, looking guilty, thinking he had done something wrong.
Of course, O'Nian knew that these things could not be explained clearly to children, so she smiled lightly, knelt down and touched the little guy's forehead.
Seeing the pear dimples on Onian's face, the little thing immediately glowed with vitality and flapped its wings happily.
"Why do I think this little guy likes you?" Alvin joked from the side.
"Oh?" Onian glanced at Alvin, "Such a little one?"
As she spoke, she picked up the little leopard man and raised him above her head, then raised her face and looked at the little guy in her palms seriously.
The little guy was stared at by Aonian's watery eyes and couldn't help but dodge his eyes. Those blue eyes looked like a pair of blue-eyed gems running away.
It turns out that such a young child knows how to be shy.
"What did I say?" Alvin looked at the little leopard man and couldn't help but teased.
"It's as dark as a crow in the world." Onian laughed angrily, and then pinched the little guy's face with his fingers. The little leopard man is only three or five years old, and his face has not yet developed the tight blue-grey skin. The leopard prints on his cheeks are also very light, and it still feels quite good when pinched.
Although the little guy couldn't understand what the two of them were talking about, he knew that they were definitely not complimenting him, so he struggled to break free from Onian's hand and ran away in panic, escaping back to his mother's feet. From time to time, he turned around and glanced at Onian.
"Such a big little monster actually misses my woman?" Alvin looked at the girl beside him and said with a smile.
Onian rolled her eyes at him with a smile.
Not long after the two of them finished teasing the little guy, the leopard people's sacrifice was finally about to begin.
Alvin and Onian were actually quite curious as to how these leopard men planned to sacrifice and how they planned to deal with the dragon heart.
The two of them thought there would be a complicated ceremony, but there wasn't.
I don’t know where this group of leopard men got a big old crucible and placed it in the center of the sacrificial altar. You can tell from the first glance that this crucible has been through many vicissitudes of life. The outside has been smoked into disarray, and there are layers of black dirt. It is basically impossible to tell what material it is made of. Alvin secretly thought that maybe they were carrying this thing with them, after all, they hadn't seen it just now.
The highly respected female leader stood at the front of the queue. With a finger of her long staff, the firewood under the crucible started to light up. The leopard men behind her cheered.
Alvin guessed that the female leader should be one of the few people in this group of leopard men who can master magic. Of course, the so-called mastering of magic at this time is to play "fire", which is as elementary as possible. Magic, any seven- or eight-year-old junior magician from Saluhi's academy would probably have much more powerful magic than the leader of the leopard men.
Then two leopard men stood on the sacrificial platform carrying a large piece of meat cut from the dragon's heart. Alvin saw the olive-green blood still dripping.
Such a large piece of dragon meat only just filled the mouth of the crucible.
After the two leopard men carrying the meat put down the meat, they hurried off the stage.
Then, the female leader closed her eyes and began to chant a spell. The group of leopard men behind her subconsciously took a step back.
It can be seen that these leopard men still have a natural fear of magic.
Alvin listened carefully and realized that the language she used was not the normal language of leopard people. Because he has listened to a lot of Leopard People's language from just now, so he has a general understanding of the pronunciation habits of this language.
"To be so mysterious and build a sacrificial altar, I didn't expect that I would use a crucible to refine magic potion here." Alvin said with lowered eyes.
Onian laughed when he said this, "But her magic language is quite unique."
