The rise of the cousin in the world of beasts

"Well."

Lincoln sat up with his head in his arms, the pain in his head made him uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, he immediately fell back on the stone bed unbearably, his whole body was in unbearable pain as if he had been crushed.Especially somewhere, more...

Lincoln was greatly surprised. He lifted the thin animal skin blanket and looked down, only to find that there were marks of being scratched in several places on his body, and the place that worried him most had obviously been cleaned. Clean and tidy.

There was a bang in his mind, how could Lincoln not understand what happened?

He was fucked! !

"Brook, you bastard!" He roared loudly, but unfortunately his voice was extremely hoarse, and he seemed to have no momentum.

Lincoln turned his head and saw three cans of beer by the wall. He was even more furious. Alcohol caused trouble!

Brook came out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of stew in his hand, and handed it to Lincoln, "Are you hungry? It's the next morning, hurry up and eat something."

"Do you think I can eat it?" Lincoln said, looking at him coldly.

Brook put down the bowl, and said kindly: "I didn't know you got drunk after just one bowl. Your physical fitness is indeed relatively poor. Later, I carried you to the bed to rest, but you hugged me like last time. Don't let go. Facing the person I like, it's hard for me to hold back."

Recalling what happened yesterday afternoon, Lincoln felt a little hot on his face.He didn't expect to have such a poor drinking capacity in another body, and he himself did have the problem of loving to hug things while sleeping, so he suddenly felt speechless.

Lincoln rubbed his temples, and said viciously, "What do you mean being uncontrollable? You are not the one whose feelings are suppressed?"

"I can let you press if you want." Brooke said gently along with him.

Lincoln suddenly opened his eyes wide, and said incredulously, "Are you telling the truth? Are you willing to let me do it?"

Brook smiled and nodded: "If you are willing to be with me, these are not problems. Lincoln, don't you like me even a little bit?"

Looking at his extremely serious eyes, Lincoln remembered that time when he was trapped in the cave where Que'er was found. He was very lucky to have such a person in this world.And the last time the two of them went to the Tooth-Eating Tiger Clan, when he was in estrus, the other party helped him... At that time, it seemed that he didn't feel nothing at all.

And he can only tell Brook about many things, and I'm afraid he will never find anyone else who he can trust and treat without warning.Lincoln thought about the recent three cubs who often called 'Father' in their mouths, and Abraham and other elders were also happy to see it, maybe...

Lincoln regained his senses from deep thinking, and said in his heart very depressed: Men are indeed lower-body animals, aren't they just having fun twice? !What's more, this time he was drunk and didn't even feel it!

Brook stood by the bed, looking at him hopefully.Lincoln felt uncomfortable being watched by him, and whispered in his mouth: "If you are willing to be below, I will agree to you."

"Yes!" Brook replied immediately without thinking.

He happily held Lincoln's hands, and his excitement was beyond words.

Lincoln's face was as red as a drop of blood, and he half-pushed and let him hold his hand.

The two sat on the bed foolishly for a while, when Lincoln suddenly pushed him away and shouted, "What time is it? We still have to go to school."

He felt uncomfortable when he moved a little, and stared at Brook unhappily.Brook smoothed his shoulder-length black hair and said, "It's okay, I'll ask for leave for you, you can rest at ease."

Lincoln gritted his teeth and said, "I will make you unable to get out of bed in the future!"

"Welcome anytime." Brooke smiled at him, and brought him the bowl of stew.

Lincoln, who hadn't eaten for two meals, ate a total of three bowls before he stopped. He wanted to go back to his home to rest, but he couldn't move, so he lay back on the bed and watched Brook leave.

Lincoln lay on the bed for a while, and after feeling a lot of relief in his body, he got out of bed tremblingly and started to walk around.This was the first time he came to Brooke's house, and he saw that all the objects in the house had hard edges and corners. The bed, stone table, stool, and wardrobe were all boxy in shape, which was the same as his cold temper.

But there are potted plants in many places in the house, and some plants such as aloe vera and rose are planted, showing a bit of warmth.

Generally speaking, it is the owner-like type-both indifferent and sharp, but also gentle and careful.

Lincoln couldn't help curling his lips. Will such a person really make him happy to live with him in the future?

After walking around, Lincoln felt sleepy again, so he went back to bed and fell asleep again.

It was already noon when he woke up, and Lincoln found that his body was much better.Brook made lunch, and Lincoln was leaving after the two had eaten. He hadn't seen those sub-beast training all day, and he didn't know what was going on now.

Brooke asked: "Are you going to move in with the kids? It's not good to live in your parents' house for a long time."

Lincoln rolled his eyes at him: "What's wrong? No one dares to gossip even if I live my whole life."

"I'm mainly worried about the children. I'm afraid they really want to live with their father and father, right? Besides, the two places are separated. If you want to sleep, how inconvenient is it for me?" Brook raised his eyebrows and smiled.

As the two little orcs can transform and talk, they have brought a lot of laughter and happiness to Lincoln, and the two of them are more expressive than the little beast Miller. It is obvious that the three cubs miss their father very much.Lincoln hesitated for a while, then said softly, "I'll talk about it when I go back and ask."

"Well, let's go, I'll go out with you."

Two people walked out of Brook's house, one walked towards the west gate, and the other towards the orc training base.

On the way, Lincoln met many tribesmen, and everyone looked at him with gossip and ambiguous eyes, which made him very speechless.He stayed at Brooke's house all day, so he probably knows everything by now, right?

Cut, whoever he likes with is his freedom, not to mention that he and Brooke are still a 'legitimate' couple.

When Lincoln came to the west gate, he saw the sub-beasts doing pull-ups under a big tree.The 56 of them worked very hard and strictly completed every training in Lincoln.

In order to train them into qualified archers, Lincoln not only specially trained in physical fitness, but also made great efforts in physical flexibility, eyesight and arm strength.

Push-ups, pull-ups, planks, and dumbbells are essential items. Otherwise, it would be ridiculous to use a bow and arrow but not be able to kill the beast because of insufficient strength.

Lincoln suddenly felt a vicious gaze staring at him. Looking back, he saw Ian staring at him in the shade.

Lincoln, who used to be able to ignore him, now has changed his relationship with Brook, and can no longer treat Ian as air - Ian obviously has a purpose in coming to the special training, and he probably has heard what happened yesterday I am afraid that the hatred for Lincoln will be even stronger.

Just now he was depressed and drunk because of the sub-beasts, but Lincoln really regarded himself as a member of the tribe at this time, how could he allow Ian to become a black sheep and stay here like a ticking time bomb?

Lincoln walked over thinking about it, and asked the orc who supervised the sub-beast, "How's the training going these two days?"

The orc gave a thumbs up in surprise and said: "I didn't expect them to improve so fast, whether it's physical training, arm strength training, vision training, or training in body flexibility, sub-beasts are making rapid progress and have unlimited potential. "

Lincoln nodded. These sub-beasts have been under a lot of pressure from the clan in order to participate in the special training. Of course, they are extremely determined. As long as they have the heart, there is nothing they can't do.

Just finished a set of training, the sub-beasts relaxed their muscles and bones on the spot, and took a short rest by the way.A young Asian beast came to Lincoln and asked gossipingly, "Master Messenger, I heard that you spent the night at Chief Brook's house yesterday?"

Lincoln glanced at Ian out of the corner of his eye, and admitted generously: "Don't you all know? You still come to ask me what I do."

The other sub-beasts immediately gathered around and said in a hurry: "My lord, you have finally responded to the officer. Every time I see him showing affection for you, but you ignore him, I am very worried."

"There's nothing to worry about. I heard it's called fun."

"That's right, my little Asian beast taught me last time: Beating is kissing and scolding is love!"

"Master Messenger, hurry up and have another child with the officer, you two are still young."

Originally, Lincoln was smiling and listening to them talking, deliberately trying to stir up Ian's anger, but the more he listened, the more something went wrong-heck, who the hell wants to have a baby!Moreover, if he suppressed Brook, how would the orc survive?

The corner of Lincoln's mouth twitched, and he was about to interrupt the sub-beasts. Suddenly, Ian pushed away the crowd in front of him, and rushed towards Lincoln in a frenzied manner, with a distorted face: "Lincoln, you bitch ! Brooke is mine! Go to hell with me!"

The sub-beasts were caught off guard and pushed away. They watched Ian rush towards Lincoln, holding a sharpened wooden stick in his hand, and stabbing him straight into Lincoln's eyes!

"Ah!" The people next to him screamed, and they all rushed out to block Lincoln.

Lincoln, who had been paying attention to him all the time, quickly pulled out his dagger from the scabbard on his calf, and threw it towards Ian's right wrist with greater force than when he shot Miles the tooth-toothed orc at home last time!

Lincoln couldn't do strenuous exercise because of his inconvenient legs and feet, but he had specially practiced archery and the ability to handle daggers with this hand. Ian, who had only trained for two or three days, was definitely not his opponent.

This time Lincoln was still extremely accurate, the sharp dagger flashed a cold light in the air, and happened to cut through Ian's wrist, causing him to scream, and then the wooden stick fell to the ground.

At this moment, the orc grabbed Ian's throat, and Lincoln was surrounded by more than 50 sub-beasts, all staring at Ian covetously.

"You are too vicious, you want to kill Lord Messenger!"

"Officer Brook likes the affairs of adults, who in the clan doesn't know? Besides, he is famous and important, what are you?!"

"Ian is unforgivable, we want the patriarch to bring him to justice!"

The sub-beasts were even more angry than Lincoln, and they kept cursing. Ian wanted to blind Lincoln's eyes, and it was too inhuman to dare to kill him.

Ian was strangled and couldn't speak, but he stared at Lincoln, the deep-rooted hatred in his eyes seemed to be real.

Lincoln said indifferently: "Send it to the square and have someone nail a cross stake in the square and tie Ian to it. I want the whole clan to come and see this ruthless thing."

"No..." Ian squeezed out a word from deep in his throat, and the hatred instantly receded, replaced by endless panic and despair.He is the most beautiful sub-beast in the tribe, the existence of the stars and the moon, how can he be humiliated in front of everyone!

The others didn't care if Ian was willing or not, they escorted him to the square aggressively.