Reincarnated Lizard Becomes Stronger by Having Fun

Chapter 122 So this kind of thing is nothing!

As soon as he put his paw down at the door of the tree house, two figures, one big and one small, ran over.

The kitten ran up to him and jumped, directly hanging on Sett's neck.

Helena was a little fox, so she could only use her four paws to hold on to Seth's front paws.

Feeling the concern of these two little guys.

Seth lowered his head and gently rubbed the pallu of worker number one.

Then he stuck out his big tongue and bit the kitten's face.

Cecilia stood quietly by, she knew that Set had adopted an orc, but what surprised her was that in addition to the little orc, Set also adopted a little fox.

Little Seth is indeed kind.

The corners of the girl's lips curved slightly.

But this faint smile was quickly smoothed away by the sight of a large fiery red cat walking towards him.

It was this guy who led her little Setter astray.

Feeling an inexplicable hostility, Zel glanced at the blue-haired biped.

He paused with his paw, remembering that he had not offended this two-legged beast that Set loved very much.

But why did she look at me with such hostility just now?

Looking at the returning little Sett, his red pupils widened slightly.

Forget it, let the hostility be, as long as little Sett returns safely.

“Rustle~!”

"Ahhh!"

Along with a scream, a shadow with a yellow and black tattoo flew out until it fell into the stream.

[Puff!]

Carl, who was a step behind, arrived.

[Hua La La~]

Doyle, soaking wet with the fur on his bare upper body sticking to his body, walked ashore.

"I swear, I will never ride a broken wolf like you again."

Cecilia glanced at Doyle, then walked directly to Carl and reached out to gently smooth the wolf hair on his head.

She could feel that Karl was a little bit angry.

This is jealousy.

After being smoothed over, Carl lay down obediently, and buried his big head directly in Cecilia's arms.

Of course, she couldn't get in, her head was almost bigger than Cecilia herself.

After yelling, Doyle realized that no one paid attention to him.

Those who want to smooth the fur should smooth the fur, and those who want to comfort the little one should comfort the little one.

As his eyes wandered, they met the gaze of a big guy.

Eyes facing each other.

Doyle grinned.

"Do you have anything to eat, bro?"

Hearing the orc's words, Zel raised his paw and pointed at the campfire, where a few pieces of bacon were roasting.

The sun had just set, and he and the two little ones were just getting ready to eat.

The barbecue in front of the campfire had been roasted to a golden color and was sizzling with oil. The aroma of meat mixed with spices aroused the hunger in him.

The smell was quite tempting for him as he had been hungry for a whole day.

"Thank you, brother."

Doyle walked to the campfire, picked up a piece of barbecue and tore off a large piece.

After chewing twice, swallow with your eyes closed.

"Ah~! How great! I'm alive again."

How can you eat meat without drinking alcohol?

The wristband on his hand glowed blue, and the next second a large barrel fell to the ground.

boom!

The wine barrel, more than one meter high, fell heavily to the ground.

The wooden barrel was not covered, and the rich aroma of wine emanated from it.

At this time, Cecilia and Seth also brought the little ones to sit around the campfire.

Use a large wooden cup to reach directly into the barrel and serve a large cup.

Cecilia glared at Doyle.

Doesn't this guy know that there are a lot of little guys around? What kind of wine is he drinking?

But I think this guy really tried his best this time.

Forget it, let’s just ignore this guy this time.

Doyle paused after being glared at. Although Cecilia was just a skinny human, she was the undisputed leader of their adventure group in the past.

He always manages to lead everyone out of dangerous situations.

Over time, everyone admired her.

As time went on, everyone felt that Cecilia was becoming more and more severe, but no one ever raised a rebuttal.

Even though I am no longer an adventurer, this feeling of submission remains unchanged.

Seeing Cecilia withdraw her gaze, Doyle breathed a sigh of relief and drank it in one gulp.

"Ah~ cool~"

Suddenly, I felt a strong gaze from the side, and when I turned my head, I saw a big furry head approaching me.

It's the Fire Lion Lord.

His eyes were fixed on the wine barrel with great interest.

Is this for a drink?

It just so happened that he also wanted a drinking buddy.

"Want to try it?"

Hearing the question from the Twolegs, Zel nodded slightly. He was indeed somewhat interested in this thing that smelled a bit pungent but fragrant.

Seeing the Fire Lion Lord nod, Doyle grinned, and the wristband on his hand lit up with a blue light.

[Bang!]

A two-meter-high wine barrel fell to the ground.

There was a sloshing sound coming from inside the wine barrel.

This is a barrel of wine that has not been opened yet.

But this doesn't bother Zell.

The big paw was raised, and a sharp claw was extended to scratch a circle on the wine barrel.

The moment the wooden lid falls, the claws directly hook into the center of the wooden lid and then lift it up.

Smelling the rich aroma, Zel stretched out his big tongue and licked it gently.

The crimson beast's pupils condensed slightly, then spread out again.

One bite, two bites...

The big tongue licked faster and faster.

Seeing this scene, Doyle grinned with satisfaction.

Taking the bacon from the woodshed, and with five pieces hanging in each of his paws and three in his mouth, Set walked toward the stream.

Today he wants to eat his fill.

At a dinner, those who eat meat eat meat, and those who drink drink wine.

Soon it was mid-moon.

In front of the campfire, Cecilia leaned on Carl's abdomen, holding the kitten in her arms, and the kitten held the little fox in his arms.

The big red lizard with wings lay directly on the ground, with its big head resting on the girl's plump thighs hidden under her magic robe.

"What's that, Angelica?"

Cecilia pointed to the tree house built on the stream.

"That one was built by Lord Set. He said it was a bathing house and told me to bathe in it in the future. But I feel the same. I am bathing in a stream."

Cecilia's eyes lit up when she heard the kitten in her arms.

Come to think of it, she hasn't taken a shower for seven days.

But she had to correct the little guy in her arms.

"No, that's not right. Girls can't just take a shower outside. Seth is right about that."

"Yeah, Angelia knows that Lord Set is always right."

“That’s not right…”

I wanted to say that it was wrong, but when I saw the little guy in my arms with his face raised and his eyes determined.

The words that were about to come out of my mouth were swallowed back silently.

For this little guy, Seth is probably the only one.

"Little Angelica, can I borrow your bathhouse?"

"Sister Cecilia, do you want to take a bath?"

When Seth heard the word "bath", his tightly closed eyes opened slightly, and then closed again silently.