Chapter 121 I Was Being Spied On

• Bratton’s POV
• I couldn’t believe I was being accused of treason. Right before our eyes stood a green lioness—something I’d never even heard was born recently. Helena didn’t mention it, or if she did, she hid it from me. Where did it come from? It must have been powerful to follow me into the Minotaur realm unnoticed.
• I needed these cow-people. Disgusting, appalling, and foul-smelling as they were, my lion Zumba reminded me, “The beggar has no choice but to develop hard buttocks to sit for long while begging.” I had to endure whatever came my way to save myself.