Chapter 19: Water Dragon Catches Cat, Terrified Veterinarian...

There are so many things about humanity that I can't understand.

Mainkuhn hunched over and vomited violently while backing away in terror.

For example, why can some of them smile as they watch their fellow human beings die, while others show concern even when looking at stray cats on the street?

"Don't move!"

Who can escape the Water Dragon King's palm? At least Mainkun in his weakened state cannot.

Navelette used a grappling hook to pin the cat's nape, her left hand simultaneously encircling its two front paws. The hooking hand slid down its spine, supporting the cat's rear end, while she used her waist and abdomen to exert force—

With a whoosh, he scooped up the nearly meter-long cat whole.

"???"

My God!

Main froze in Shui Long's arms, almost forgetting to vomit.

Whether as a human or a cat, this is the first time in my fifteen-year life as a half-demon that I have been held in the arms of an adult human man!

"I never expected that someone who looks so imposing would have such poor hunting skills."

Navelette looked at the green and red filth on the ground and sighed deeply.

"To make carnivores stoop to grazing on grass for a meager meal, you must have experienced a hunger I can hardly imagine."

"???"

Huh? No, what do you mean?

Mainkuhn instinctively opened his mouth, wanting to explain.

That's catnip. I wasn't so hungry that I ate grass, and my hunting skills are superb too—

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the bloody grass sprayed onto Villette's sleeve.

The other person looked even more worried and strode away carrying the cat—it's amazing how strong he is!

"They must have accidentally ingested a poisonous plant. I remember there's a small veterinary clinic nearby..."

?

Mainkuhn pondered these words in Long's arms.

Clay said that a place that treats people is called a hospital. So, is a veterinary hospital a place that treats animals?

...This guy is a bit strange, but he's actually a really good person?

Meow~

But then Maine suddenly heard the meows of the Grey River.

"Boss, I heard that cats in the city have their testicles removed at a place called 'Veterinary Hospital,' so that's...?"

......

!!

No, wait a minute—

"Aww—"

The big cat slapped Villette on the chest, and she struggled like an eel.

I'll be fine after throwing up for a bit! No need, really no need to take me to a place like that, meow—

"Has it gotten this bad?"

Navilette was startled and tightened her grip even more:

"I need to go faster..."

*

"Oh, Lord Vilette, what a rare guest! What is that beast in your arms...?"

The veterinarian had just opened the hospital door when he welcomed his first guest of the day, who was also the most distinguished guest.

This cat-and-tiger-like thing looks so familiar... I feel like I've seen it in the newspaper before!?

"This...this is that stray animal the patrol team tried to catch more than ten times but couldn't, right? What's its name again..."

“Meow—” Maine burst out and splashed Mao Ha’s face.

"Even the mighty Cat Goddess of Mo Mang Palace has been caught one day!"

His youngest son cried out in surprise, then sighed dejectedly:

"My childhood is over."

"No one has the right to end your childhood, and you don't look like you're of minimum working age... Sorry, there's no time for that now."

Naviette held the writhing, struggling cat tightly in her arms, her elegant clothes stained with specks of blood and dirt.

"Doctor! He's in great pain, and his struggles are getting more intense as time goes on. His condition must be serious. Please allow me to describe his symptoms to you..."

"ha--"

No—let me go—

"Mr. Navelette! Hold it down! It's too big for me to control—son! Get me the tranquilizers, double the amount!"

"Meow!"

I won't get it!

Those things can be useless, but we can't be without them!

"So fierce! Is that a cat?"

The large, silver-gray cat was spitting out blood and frothing blood while kicking its hind legs wildly with its ears behind its back!

"It's the big star, Fu Ningna!"

The medicine in the veterinarian's hand was almost kicked away by him:

"This is even more exciting than a baby leopard!"

"I'll help you."

The seemingly elegant and frail judge raised an eyebrow, spread his hand, and pressed the cat's entire upper body against his chest!

"Smack."

"?!"

Maine's cat was stunned by the slap and instinctively turned its body, using its paws to push away Villette's hand.

"Don't move again."

The judge gave a soft shout and lowered his head to meet Mainkuhn's serious gaze.

"This is to save you."

Similar yet different vertical pupils shone in the eyes of the Dragon King and the half-demon as they stared at each other, appearing equally cold at first glance.

Vertical pupils?

The struggling motion paused for a moment.

It's not his fault. Even an elephant would be bewildered if it saw a human growing tusks just like its own.

But this moment of confusion gave the veterinarian the perfect opportunity, and he swiftly inserted the needle into the cat's thigh!

"Meow—"

No, you white-haired human—

Something's weird—uh...

*Smack*

The fluffy head slumped into Vilette's arms.

Before his consciousness completely faded, Maine could only feel something tugging at his lynx fur, and his limp ears twitched.

"It'll be over soon, sweetie."

And unfamiliar, extremely unskilled words of comfort.

"The screams are so pitiful, poor little...big guy, it must be in so much pain..."

Doctor...and...

The cat bounced slightly.

The watery smell faded, replaced by the cold, hard smell of steel.

......

It's over.

Next time, those Grey River cats will definitely ask, "Boss, have you become a female cat, meow?"

Mainkuhn fell into a deep sleep in terror.

*

The surgery was a great success.

"You accidentally ingested elemental desiccant, sir."

The veterinarian quickly and efficiently completed the treatment.

"The desiccant's outer shell was corroded by acid, causing elemental leakage and a reaction with water that resulted in minor bleeding in the digestive tract... The problem is easy to solve; it can be neutralized with an alchemical potion. It's just that the stomach lining will need to heal properly for a while."

"ah."

Desiccant is clearly not on the cat's food list.

Navilette felt even more somber after hearing this.

"Are you so hungry that you'll eat anything?"

"I even had the guards stop him from catching birds, but now that I think about it..."

Navelette reflected on herself with melancholy—it was unbelievable that the supreme and noble elemental dragon king in this world possessed such a gentle heart and a humility far surpassing that of mortals.

"Perhaps those gulls, those clumsy birds sluggish from being nourished by fried food, are the only prey Mr. Cat God can obtain... And the 'Minimum Judge,' supposedly an elegant and harmless lady, whose attack power is less than the force of a raindrop."

Mr. Cat God must have been forced into this situation, driven to desperation, to repeatedly risk being caught by the patrol team and come to Mo Mang Palace to poach the seagulls...

The half-demon in a coma: No, it's just that the seagulls are fat and delicious.

The defenses of Mo Mang Palace have been intensified these past few days in order to catch him, and indeed, we haven't seen him for several days. He's been subsisting on grass and garbage because of hunger and fear... Sigh, that makes perfect sense.

No, I'm just busy looking for my brother.

......

The half-demon was in such a hurry when he ate the catnip.

In the box of catnip, besides the dried leaves, there was indeed a red, sealed, unidentified object with the words "Elemental desiccant, do not consume" written on it.

...That was a real mistake.

Unfortunately, Mainkuhn was now in a peaceful sleep, powerless and unable to stop Villette's thoughts from spreading further.

"Is it in accordance with the principles of justice to use human laws to suppress the hunting instincts of wild animals? Perhaps I also bear some responsibility for issuing the arrest order, given that he was starving to this extent..."

"But it's also inappropriate to let it hunt and run rampant in the city without issuing an arrest order..."

"......"

The younger son overheard a couple of sentences and sensed something was very wrong.

"I remember Cat God was a super beast who could escape unscathed from being chased by dozens of patrolling police officers? Could such a guy also go hungry?"

"!"

Navelette was stumped by the question, and the rationality that had been suppressed by the bloodstains on her sleeve began to return.

"That's true, there might be something wrong with my reasoning."

"Hehe! Hiding from people and hunting are different. I know many strong and lively cats, many of whom have never licked a mouse's fur in their entire lives, yet they still manage to leave their owners helpless..."

The veterinarian's words plunged the Water Dragon King into further confusion:

"That makes some sense..."

"And although this big cat looks fierce and struggles a lot, it hasn't actually done anything dangerous other than hissing, writhing, rolling around, and slapping people with its paw pads, has it? Tsk tsk tsk, it hasn't even shown its claws, its attack power..."

The human smacked his lips at the half-demon in a highly insulting manner, and while he was unconscious, he vigorously stroked the fur on his back.

"It's not even as good as the wild tabby cat my son picked up a couple of days ago. That one was incredibly fierce; it could make a hole in the back of my hand even through a two-centimeter-long protective glove!"

ah......

Navelette looked down at her own gloves with a sense of empathy.

There were two obvious holes at the top and bottom, but there wasn't even a red mark on the skin.

This is because the Water Dragon King has a strong physique.

Secondly, Mainkun realized his instincts were out of control the moment he bit through the glove, and immediately changed from biting to holding it in his mouth, thus stopping himself in time.

Navelette, who knew nothing, could only recall the shock of being suddenly bitten and the bewilderment of being struck by the soft paw pads.

After a long while, he wiped the blood from his sleeve and sighed:

"Cats are such difficult creatures to understand."

The veterinarians over there are still studying the operating table:

"With such a large size, you really don't look like a cat. Let me investigate your breed."

It has tufts of hair on the tips of its ears... Could it be a Maine Coon? It certainly looks like one, but this one is a whole size bigger than the largest Maine Coon...

With a short tail, could it be a smaller lynx? But aren't the tips of lynx tails all black?

While thinking about it, I casually touched the tip of my tail.

"......"

A clean break.

"Oh, what a troubled fellow."

The veterinarian sighed and, rather unscrupulously, buried his hand in the increasingly thick fur around the cat's neck—something he would never have dared to do when Maine was sober.

This touch made him pause, and his hand stiffened.

"...Lord Navelette."

"?"

The solemn human voice made Vilette look up in confusion.

"I remember animals are protected by law, right..."

"Yes, Fontainebleau has a complete set of animal protection laws."

Navelette walked slowly over and stood in front of the operating table:

"What's wrong......!"

Needless to say, through the layers of fur collar that had been pulled back, Navelette saw a large number of tiny, strip-shaped scars, densely woven into a net-like pattern, encircling her neck.

"This is--"

Navelette reached out to touch it; soft, new hairs had grown on the scar. She touched the tip of Shuilong's finger through her gloved hand.

"I touched his fur collar. It was thin, flashy but not practical, and had no feel to it. I thought he had some kind of skin disease. But when I lifted it up, I found it was covered with scars from lightning elements. No wonder he didn't grow any hair."

The veterinarian sighed deeply; he was a huge animal lover.

"Who hung an electric crystal around a cat's neck? They should be thrown into a pile of lightning slimes!"

"......"

Previously, Violet had panicked because the cat had suddenly vomited blood, and with its long silver-gray fur covering its body, he hadn't noticed anything amiss.

But now, the cat lay sprawled on its side on the iron table, its limbs scattered, under the bright light above, every detail of its body clearly visible in Villette's sharp dragon eyes.

"......"

Navelette reached out, pinched the cat's paw, and bent the joint slightly, revealing a light brown scar hidden beneath the beautiful black tabby stripes.

"......"

Encircle the short tail with four fingers, bend down with your thumb, and explore the fluffy underside.

A circular scar was neatly embedded at the end of the tail.

Well.

Navelette, unusually rude, touched her forehead with her hand, revealing a somewhat sad expression.

He recalled the big cat's snow-white, soft belly fur, the wonderful feel of which couldn't be ignored even through gloves.

Ah...those scars.

It felt like picking a bright red apple in a field after the rain, taking a bite with high expectations, only to find it full of empty holes eaten by worms – a truly disappointing experience.

...Clearly, at first glance, she was so perfect and adorable.