Chapter 815 46. Jerry and Philos
Jerry left the team with the letter from the gray-haired rat priest, and walked through the mountain forest that had not yet been harmed by the rats.
But as we continue forward, the forests, shrubs and grasslands disappear, the sky becomes gray, the land becomes barren, black crows and vultures hover over the dead trees, and rat-men wander in this plagued land.
Jerry, disguised as a champion rat, kept the wandering ratmen from approaching, but as they approached the hive cave, the disguised assassin ratman crawled out of his hiding place.
"Stuen...shouldn't...be here..." These rat assassins wearing tattered cloaks, as low as balls of flesh, and holding daggers said intermittently.
Jerry raised his head proudly: "I am the Champion Rat Captain, where is your executive officer?"
"You are looking for... sir... what..."
"I'm here to serve you as Gray Feather. The Rat Priest ordered the Hive City to send someone to pick up Lord Gray Fur Rat. "
An assassin rat man rolled into the cave. After a while, two champion rats guarded a gray rat holding a bone staff. The hairy rat priest came out of the cave.
Jerry could no longer remain arrogant and lowered his head: "Master Gray Mouse."
The gray rat priest of the McKeon clan has the obvious characteristics of the clan, with a goat-like beard, without any sense of beauty, and cannot be compared with Lord Philos.
Its dark red eyes stared at Jerry: "Are you the frontline rout?"
Jerry puffed up his chest: "I escorted the gray fur rat priest back, this is it "
The shorter but equally strong Champion Rat took the letter and handed it to the gray-haired rat priest.
The gray rat priest opened the parchment. After a few seconds, it raised its head: "Grab it."
Two champion rats suddenly rushed towards Jerry. Jerry was caught off guard and rolled three to five meters away. Just as he was about to get up, a champion rat suddenly jumped on his back.
Jerry grabbed the rat man's head on his back, threw it over his shoulder, and then the second champion rat pounced on him.
The three champion rats engage in the most primitive close combat, with mud flying everywhere and rocks torn to pieces. If a slave rat accidentally enters the battle group, it will turn into a ball of flesh.
Jerry is a rat man who persisted for several days from the clutches of Black Watch and still escaped death. The two champion rats couldn't even suppress it. Instead, Jerry found an opportunity to kill a champion rat. The rat was pressed beneath him.
One weakness of the McKeon rat is its poor bite force. When Jerry grabbed its rodent and prepared to break off its jaw, a flash of fluorescent green lightning shot out like a python and wrapped around Jerry's body.
Fel energy is the nemesis of all life, and it is the whip of the horned rat that spurs the Skaven. Jerry froze instantly and was knocked out by the champion rat who got up, knocking a rock into pieces.
Jerry raised his head like a normal mouse and roared: "What do you, the McKean clan, want to do!"
The gray-haired rat priest stepped forward, and two fierce-looking champion rats returned to him. behind.
"The letter said you colluded with human beings."
Jerry, who was still struggling, instantly lost all his strength.
"This is impossible..." Jerry murmured, remembering the scene when Philos handed the parchment to him.
"You... are lying! Lord Feros can't harm me!"
Pa—
A whip of evil energy was drawn out, but compared to the physical body and The pain in Jerry's soul was even worse.
“Are you worthy of being called the gray furry mouse?”
The gray-haired rat priest did not need to explain to a brown-haired rat. After a little punishment, he asked the champion rat to take the lost Jerry to the dungeon.
The two champion rats took off Jerry's armor and armor, and beat him wantonly on the road, venting their hatred of being embarrassed in front of the priest, and threw Jerry into a dungeon full of mycelium and putrid smell. .
The rat-cleaned cell was covered with fresh and easily broken bones. Most of them are rat people, but there are also some alien races.
Smashing into the pile of bones with rats scurrying around, Jerry was instantly separated from the heroic epic of rescuing the gray rat priest, gaining status, harvesting love, and returning to the hive in glory...
Jerry spent several days in the hive dungeon, during which time he underwent several interrogations. Don't expect the skin-picking rats to be merciful, but Jerry insists that he didn't collude with humans. It's not that he believes that Annan's stuff won't snitch, but that speaking harshly may not lead to death, but admitting it will. The price is that there are more and more scars on its body.
On this day, Jerry was thrown back into the cell with bruises all over his body as usual.
In the silent darkness, a voice sounded apart from the squeaking of the mouse: "What did you do? A champion mouse was tortured like this."
Jerry turned over, He made himself more comfortable in the pile of bones and ignored it.
The red-eyed mouse was attracted by the smell of flesh and blood and wandered anxiously outside the cell, but did not dare to approach Jerry.
Jerry ignored it, and it continued: "Have you offended a big shot, or killed a team of champion rats?"
"Who are you?" Jerry finally responded.
"A bard."
"Human thing?"
"Okay, let me rephrase...I am a bard rat and can now Satisfied the curiosity of a bard rat? ”
"I...I rescued a gray rat priest and escorted it to the bottom of the nest, but it betrayed me and said that I colluded with human beings..."
Jerry recounted the experience calmly, as if he had lost his mind. Joy and sorrow, the only thing it is worried about at the moment is that it will cause trouble to its sister...
"I think it wants you to shut up forever, child." The voice of the bard mouse came from next door, "This way. No one knows its past.”
“Philos is not such a rat...”
“How do you know, just because it told you the name?” A peaceful laugh without irony sounded, "And how do you know the name is real?"
Jerry couldn't find a rebuttal, but he still didn't want to believe that Philos was a bad she-rat.
“Why did it lie to me...?”
“Because the rat people’s class is deeply rooted, the brown-haired rat can kill the black-haired rat at will, the gray-haired rat can play with the brown-haired rat at will, and the white-haired rat can do whatever he wants. Rats are above all rat people... No gray-haired rat would approve of a gray-haired rat and a brown-haired rat being together."
Jerry was about to say something when the sound of trivial footsteps came faintly.
They shut their mouths and allowed a group of rat guards to arrive and take Jerry out.
Jerry thought it was a new interrogation, but he was taken all the way out of the dungeon, loaded into a rat cart, and taken to a strange room.
Then, it saw Philos standing in front of her wearing a brand new gray robe.
"Sorry..."
Philos looked at Jerry in a daze tenderly.
"Weisen..."
"Because the nest was destroyed, and only if we escaped, the gray-furred rats would be suspicious... I had to let them focus on you, and then find a way to save you."
Jerry tried hard not to let himself Immersed in the tenderness of Philos: "You should tell me."
"I don't dare, the gray furry rat knows all the deceptions... I can only bet that you believe me. Fortunately, you did it... ..." Philos gently stroked Jerry's wound.
All Jerry's grief and indignation melted away, and he had the urge to hold Philos into his arms——
At this moment, Philos retracted her hand: "We have to keep a distance. But don’t worry, I will solve the problem and save you.”
Jerry suddenly grabbed Philos' hand, lowered his head, and kissed the back of her hand.
(End of this chapter)