“Meow~”

Little guy, tell me, did your dad fall from here just now?

Standing in front of the little lion who was struggling to eat the gazelle, with the fluff on his cheeks and head dyed red, Ron asked meowed.

Next to him, the mongoose was drooling.

Although mongooses feed on insects most of the time, that's because the mongoose is too small to catch large animals.

At this moment, ready-made food was placed in front of you, and the rich aroma of meat drifted away, making Dingman sniffle and swallow.

"Aowu~"

Without answering Ron's question, the little lion tried to swallow a large piece of gazelle meat, and then bit the gazelle's hind legs hard, trying to tear it, while tearing it off, looking vigilantly at the little mongoose Dingman beside him.

“…”

Are you afraid that the mongoose next to you will come to grab the food?

Why aren't you afraid of me?

Looking at the little lion's behavior speechlessly, Ron popped up his claws to help him cut the gazelle meat. The little lion was still small and smaller than Ron. He had just lost his baby teeth and had only half of his new teeth. It was a bit unsightly to eat meat.

"Aowu~Aowu~"

The wind in the dry season is dry and hot, even if it is approaching evening.

When the little lion ate in front of him, Ron asked again.

This time, the little lion probably understood it.

He stared at Ron blankly for a while, and started to scream, his breasts sounded and silenced. Ron clearly heard the call in this breasts sound.

"Mom, Mom~"

"Roar~"

The little lion's roar drifted with the wind and flew deeper into the Serengeti grassland until Ron's ears trembled twice with the little lion's roar. Because of practicing burrowing tiger stakes, Ron's hearing was more sensitive than ordinary cats and received a low roar from afar.

The roaring sound was low and long, and the animal that was obviously roaring was strong and full of confidence.

At the same time, Ron clearly heard something else in this roar.

"Roar~"

Who dares to touch my son? I will make you unable to survive in Serengeti~

…………

“Meow~”

It seems that your mom is also a tough guy~

The little lion was still chirping, and the roar in the distance slowly approached. Ron stretched out his claws and patted the little lion's head.

It seemed that because Ron had just provided a delicious meal, the little lion did not resist, which made Ron savor the soft fluff of the kitten.

Then, the sound of the fur rubbing drying the stems of the dead grass sounded, and a lion, half the size of Ron, poked out from the grass.

It is seventy-square-like to the Little Lion, and it is a bit similar to the second senior brother braised, but this newly emerging lion is a little smaller in physique than the second senior brother braised, because it does not have a tan lion mane, and is a lioness.

However, compared with the ordinary adult lions on the Serengeti grasslands, this lioness is not only not inferior in size, but also has a larger body shape.

"Ao~Aou~"

The lioness was obviously the object of the little lion's call. When he saw the lioness appear, the little lion happily rushed into the lioness's arms and shouted repeatedly.

The lioness has to be much calmer.

She lowered her head and licked the little lion's forehead a few times, as comforting, then looked up at Ron. Compared with the mongoose beside her who stared at the corpse of half-eating gazelle beside her, Ron, who looked calm and was not afraid, was even more eye-catching.

"Roar~"

Hello, I am Salabi, thank you for taking care of my son~

The world of animals is pure and simple, even smart animals are still the same.

Just looking at Ron's eyes, the little lion's mother Salabi was able to confirm that the other party was a smart animal. Even if she was wrong in guessing that the other party was not a smart animal, she could stand steadily in front of her five times, and the combat effectiveness of the orange cat animal in front of her must not be underestimated.

At least, he has the confidence to fight against himself.

“Meow?”

Salabi?

Are you the queen of Swahiri? Braised daughter-in-law?

When Ron heard the name reported by the lioness in front of him sounded familiar, he changed his mind slightly and recalled the ruling class of Swahili mentioned before.

The strong figure of the lioness in front of him is perfectly reflected - the animal's concept of courtship is also simple, with a big butt and a strong body. The lioness in front of him has a larger figure than an ordinary lion, which is completely in line with the aesthetic concept of braised by the second senior brother.

"Roar~"

Braised?

Are you Mufasa’s brother? Why haven’t I heard him talk about you?

Also, where is Mufasha?

Obviously, the second senior brother also told his wife about learning skills. Salabi knew that her husband had another name when he was learning skills, but the few senior brothers mentioned by her husband seemed not as small as in front of him?

"Hello, second sister-in-law~"

"I am the seventh junior brother, Orange Cat, Ron. When the second senior brother came out, I had not yet become a disciple."

"This time I came here by the senior brother's instructions to come to Swahili to negotiate important matters."

"The second senior brother was seriously injured. I asked a companion to watch him. Please come with me."

The second senior brother Braised was seriously injured just now. Ron couldn't tell him about his purpose in coming to Swahili. At this moment, Ron had no concerns about this when facing Salabi.

At least, in front of him was one of the two beasts at the top of the Swahili ruling class, and it didn't matter if Sharabi knew it.

After explaining a little about the purpose of the trip, Ron immediately took steps and walked towards the bottom of the canyon with Salabi. Since the second sister-in-law is here, then before the second senior brother is burned to death, they will at least let the two meet each other.

However, Ron's footsteps had just moved, and the mongoose staring at the gazelle that had not finished eating was suddenly made.

"Ro~Boss Ron, can I eat it?"

"ah!"

"What a big lion!!!"

The black line hangs down on the forehead. It is obvious that the Mongoose's attention has just been completely focused on the gazelle that the little lion has not finished eating, and there is no realization of the arrival of the dead Queen Swahili.

"You eat here."

"My second sister-in-law and I go down first."

It’s okay to find someone to guide you, but nothing else is useful.

With Ron's approval, the little mongoose Dingman immediately rushed to the gazelle and feasted, but his mouth was too small and he could only chew a little shredded meat at a time, which was so anxious that he squeaked.

Ron led his second sister-in-law, and Sharabi walked down the canyon with a little lion in her arms.

However, before two steps, a warthog with a head full of hard hair and a towering shoulder and back separated from the grass and ran to Ron panting.

"Ho, sho, sho~"

The warthog came, but Ron couldn't understand what he said, but his second sister-in-law who followed him understood.

She ran quickly, looking anxious.

There was no stopping along the way, the warthog ran in the front, Salabi ran in the middle with the little lion in her arms, and Ron ran in the end.
Chapter completed!