Chapter 681: Fake Meat? (2/2)

Fatty and Rosa was hesitant at first but in the end, they couldn't keep their curiosity in check. They stepped inside the place and the moment they did, a feeling of unprecedented comfort flooded their entire bodies.

Rosa's cheeks turned crimson in no time, Fatty was shameless groaning in pleasure. Little Tiger rolled his eyes and closed the entrance behind them.

After a couple of minutes, the comfortable sensation stopped and the two woke-up from their stupor. They felt their bodies sticky and sweaty, a rosy complexion was visible on their faces as they panted like they just run circles around the tribe.

”W-what the...” Fatty was puzzled, confused and utterly bamboozled. Rosa felt the same as well.

The two of them saw Little Tiger standing in front of them, arms crossed and grinning.

”Done moaning in pleasure?” Little Tiger snickered, causing the two to be flustered.

”Tiger, w-what...what the hell is...” Rosa looked around, feeling overwhelmed.

”Calm down, and listen to me carefully. I don't like repeating myself.” Little Tiger's expression turned serious.

”Since you followed me, I wouldn't mind letting you two in. After all you guys are the only one's who treated me like a human being in this tribe. That being said, aside from the two of you, I won't allow anybody else inside this place. Not even your other friends, I own this place so you two will follow my rule. Understand?”

”You own this place?” Fatty was shocked and confused.

”Duh, how do you think I was able to let you in if I don't?” Little Tiger raised a brow.

”B-but...how?” Rosa asked.

”I will refrain from answering that. All you need to know is that; (1) I own this place, (2) your safety is guaranteed here, and (3) so long as you don't betray me, I will lead both of you to a glorious life.”

Fatty and Rosa were gobsmacked when they heard that proclamation. Little Tiger sounded extremely domineering and cool but they still couldn't help but doubt his words.

”That's good and all but you're not putting the Berserker Tribe Leaders on your eyes...” Fatty ruefully said.

”Of course! Why would I put those clowns in my eyes? They're unworthy of that.” Little Tiger snorted. ”On the contrary, it is you who worship those clowns too much, they're not Gods and they will never be. They're just mere frogs at the bottom of a well, that's all.”

”How can you say that!?” Rosa exclaimed. ”Don't forget that if it weren't for them, the tribe won't be safe! Even if you hate, you shouldn't denounce them so much.”

”Am I really denouncing them?” Little Tiger sneered, ”Without them the tribe wouldn't be safe? Don't make me laugh, the Demonic Beasts that wanders around our tribe only happens once in a blue moon. How was it that they were able to show off numerous carcass of demonic beasts every month if that was the case? Well, what made you think that they're distributing Demonic Beast Meat in the first place? Have you even seen a demonic beast before? Did you witness them personally killing it and taking it to the tribe? Did you ever see them slaughtering demonic beasts in front of you?”

”...” Neither Fatty nor Rosa was able to say anything.

”You didn't right?” Little Tiger sneered, ”So let me ask you this again? How sure are you that what they're distributing, truly is a demonic beast meat?”

”...”

”You can't be so sure right? How can you know? You're not Berserkers so you're not allowed to know - this is what those clowns tell you, no? 'But wittle twiger~ you're not a verserker too sho how can you kwnow!?' Well, my dear friends, I happened to infiltrate their houses and did you know what I found?”

”Let me tell you!” Little Tiger snorted loudly, ”Those clowns that your worshipping, they are devouring real demonic beasts. So much so that they don't even spare the bones. As for the meat they giving us? Hah! Those are just regular cattle and poultries, smoked so long that their colors started changing.”

”Still don't believe me? That's okay. Just think about it this way...didn't those clowns told us that we only need to demonic beast meat in order to become Berserkers since that's what happened to them? If that's the case, then why are we still not Berserkers yet? We did the same process didn't we?”

”Just think about it...”