My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1147 - 540 Red Inscription 12_1

Chapter 1147: Chapter 540 Red Inscription 12_1

Those three followed the clue they thought they had found and left the old woman’s corpse behind, which seemed quite unscrupulous. Owen Bertram buried the old woman and followed after the trio. Before long, Victor suddenly stuck his head out of Owen’s sleeve.

Owen’s sleeves were wide, and as soon as Victor’s head appeared, it was covered. He cried out and shook vigorously to stick his head out again. Elder Brother was somewhat puzzled: Why did you come out?

Victor had been very comfortable in Joseph Gourd’s Divine River lately, not needing to find his own food, with Elder Brother delivering meals to him. Given his nature, he would stay put if he could.

Brother raised his head and pointed his two pale golden whiskers at the three people ahead, expressing a very clear thought to Big Brother: I want to eat!

Owen Bertram was startled: When did my Victor start eating people? Victor rolled his eyes and said, I don’t even eat monsters, let alone humans? Monsters are delicious; their qi blood is rich, their bones are strong, but there is a smell of soil. Humans have tender skin and flesh, but no strange smell. Well, when you think about it, it’s actually human monsters, ah no, monster humans that are the most delicious... Why am I discussing this with Big Brother?

Little Loach was somewhat confused, then angrily shook his whiskers and glared at Big Brother: You led me astray!

Big Brother looked at him suspiciously: You said you never ate...

Little Loach felt wronged, its tail patted Joseph Gourd incessantly. I really never ate! I just have a vast knowledge of food, is there something wrong with that?

Alright, alright, you’ve never eaten. Big Brother reassured him: What do you mean by... Oh, I understand now. Those three have something you want to eat?"

Little Loach nodded repeatedly, thinking Big Brother wasn’t very smart. Thankfully he had Alexia to protect him at home, and me to protect him outside, or else he’d be lost!

Owen didn’t know Victor was planning in his heart. As a responsible big brother, he asked, "What exactly is it, and who has it? Can you perceive it?"

Little Loach lifted his head, sniffed deeply in the air, and his eyes showed confusion, followed by excitement, as his tail began to flap again—only poor Joseph Gourd was suffering.

Owen Bertram understood Victor’s meaning: "I don’t know what it is, but all three of them have it—a piece each?"

Victor nodded repeatedly, and Owen was puzzled: What could it be that all three of them have?

Although these three people were very suspicious and didn’t seem like good people, Owen couldn’t directly kill them and take their things—he ought to find a reason to charge them with a crime and have an excuse to act before considering it!

Big Brother calmed Little Loach: Don’t worry, we’ll follow them and see what happens. If we can’t, I’ll stop them, and have them take out everything they have on them. I’ll buy whichever you want to eat."

Little Loach patted his tail and rolled around, unwilling to accept this. I can’t wait any longer! I’m starving! Big Brother, you’re supposed to support our family, yet you can’t even take care of your little brother.

Joseph Gourd: My ancestors, please lighten up...

Owen Bertram reassured him, but Victor stubbornly held on to his beliefs. Big Brother simply grabbed Victor’s whiskers to stop him from rolling. "Can’t you be a good listener?" "I didn’t say I wouldn’t get it for you. We must have a strategy! Besides, I’m not affiliated with the Demon Sect!"

Little Loach justified himself boldly, "Those four are no good. Even if we kill them, it would be justifiable! Huh? Why did I say four just now? It was three a moment ago."

Little Loach’s nose twitched, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Big Brother, hurry, another one is coming!"

Owen Bertram had already sensed it. A sword aura was breaking through the air and converging with the three people. He frowned, "This person also has something you want to eat?"

"Yes, four at once—how lucky! I just don’t know if Big Brother’s conscience will let my starving younger brother achieve this happiness that belongs to him!"

Owen was truly clueless: What is it? He remembered another detail, "How do you know they are not good people?"

I just know!

Owen Bertram was speechless, he felt that this was just an excuse that Victor had come up with to deceive him into killing people and taking their treasures directly.

Owen reached out to push Victor back into the gourd, hiding his form, and quietly went up to eavesdrop on the conversation between the people meeting each other.

...

The elder saluted with a fist, "Is this Your Excellency Marcello?"

The man had just landed his Flying Sword and floated steadily down from it, his clothes fluttering like a falling leaf. The Flying Sword under his feet dispersed into a layer of blue light, converging into a teardrop-shaped pattern on his forehead.

There were three "teardrops" in his brow, arranged in a petal pattern.

"It is," he looked at the elder and said, "Tiger Patrol Guard?" Then looked at the man and woman, "Foolish Free and Easy and Wallis?"

The three enthusiastically approached and said, "Your Excellency has arrived quickly, we thought it would take you at least a day. We’ll have to rely on you for the Adventures this time. As an official member of a big organization like Red Inscription 12, you’re much more skilled and knowledgeable than us small-timers."