Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Does the ring that the birdman gave to the bride have any special meaning?

Did their love story have any touching moments that brought tears to their eyes, or was it always filled with laughter and joy? Did the two of them face any difficulties together?

He could only see a few high-ranking members of the bird-people race talking to envoys from some forces about some very dark topics, judging from their faces alone.

He could also see young, inexperienced trendsetters, some of whom had even obtained their travel expenses through violence, flirting with the waitresses.

Moreover, with his excellent hearing, he could hear people quietly complaining about how long the wedding ceremony was going to take. Couldn't they just serve them some food so they could eat and watch at the same time?

Morty was immediately displeased when he heard such criticism.

Although he didn't know the birdman at all, he always felt that what some people consider unimportant is very important in the eyes of others.

You don't have to accept it, but you don't need to come here and torture yourself, right?

Before the wedding ceremony, you didn't touch the buffet at the entrance. Did you come in just to spew this kind of nonsense and disgust people?

C137 also heard this. Although he insisted on not attending the wedding today, after all, the birdman had invited five of the top ten and fifty of the top one hundred on the Galactic Empire's wanted list.

This can be described as the largest gathering of wanted criminals in the Galactic Empire in the last decade or so.

But C137 Jerry, that idiot...

In short! My not wanting to attend the wedding doesn't mean I have a bad relationship with that birdman!

But you're spouting this kind of nonsense at the wedding of a friend of a friend whom I'd rather die than admit is a friend of a friend? I think you're tired of living!

Just as C137 was about to get up, he saw that Morty had gotten up before him.

At a wedding where everyone is seated, it's naturally very noticeable when someone suddenly stands up, but Morty doesn't care what others think of him.

He grabbed the man by the neck and, using his mental energy, dragged him out of the temple's small door like a dog.

He covered the other man's mouth with his left hand and punched him repeatedly until he was on the verge of death, at which point Morty stopped.

It was also at this time...

The appearance of one person stunned Morty.

"Hey~ Morty~ Did you miss me?"

Chapter 479 Where did this dog come from?

He looked travel-worn, dressed in a suit and tie, holding a dog on his left leash, his eyes downcast, and covered in wounds.

The moment Morty looked up and saw Stein, this muscular version of John Wick, he immediately took a step back.

Dog owners are scary, but people who wear suits and have dogs are tens of thousands of times scarier.

The former might at most throw manure at your doorstep.

The latter, a central axis double-lock firing method, no matter how many people come, can make you question your existence.

"Hey, I didn't kill your dog... Pshaw! Stein, what are you doing here???"

Although Morty's reaction was a bit strange, Stain had long since learned to ignore all the nonsense Rick and Morty uttered and only focus on the key points.

"Kill the dog? Kill...fuck! It's all because of this dog. Now Hell is being harassed by the Fly Men. They've even brought out the equipment they used to slaughter the gods back then."

"I need to find Grandpa now and tell him about this... Hey! Wait! What do you mean by turning around and leaving like that???"

I never expected to run into Morty at this "Bad Guys Mid-Year Party".

Stein, whose joy lasted only a few seconds, was secretly relieved that he had won this round and just needed to explain things to someone.

He wondered why he was there, and how much he hoped and longed for someone to put in a good word for him with his grandfather.

Regarding the possibility that Hell will be completely destroyed, no matter how much blame he takes, he can only bear half the responsibility.

Upon hearing the word "Grandpa," Morty turned and left without saying a word.

Could Grandpa be here?

This was the first thought that came to Stein's big head.

But upon closer reflection, Stein felt something was amiss, because the person's demeanor suggested that he wasn't being taken to find his grandfather, but rather that he simply didn't want to talk about it.

Then he felt that his grandfather shouldn't be here.

I'd guess the two of them have had another falling out.

These two are always oscillating between breaking up and not breaking up, and they also drag other people into it, torturing each other along with them.

Stein could only say that in the world of mutual torment, if they didn't give you both a lifetime achievement award, they would truly be blind.

In fact, he felt that a large part of the reason why the two of them always broke up was that they had no communication at all.

Or rather, tell Morty something.

It's like throwing a restless piece of pig iron into the furnace before forging a sword.

No matter how good your craftsmanship is, the final product will definitely not be a sword; it might end up as an axe or a hammer.

So Stein thought about it carefully.

Now that the grandfather and grandson have fallen out again, isn't this my chance?

If I can persuade these two couples who are arguing and breaking up again to get back together, then Grandpa will be able to wipe the slate clean of the mess I made over a dog!

With that thought in mind, Stein relaxed, took the dog wearing a duckbill mask, and followed Morty into the sanctuary where the wedding ceremony was still taking place.

At this moment, in the temple filled with distinguished guests, on the high platform directly in front, the expressionless birdman had just delivered a moving vow of love that brought tears to the eyes of Beth C137.

"Sigh! This is so touching! I never imagined that someone with such a blank expression could possess such a rich inner world. Birdman is indeed a repressed man with boundless passion inside!"

C137: "..."

C137 Morty: "..."

C137 Sangmei: "..."

C137 Jerry... Nobody cares about his opinion! Unlike Jerry, he didn't gradually gain the approval of his family members, so nobody cares what C137 Jerry thinks.

Loser!

Okay, and then it was the bride's turn to speak.

But at this moment, half of the people present were not paying attention to the bride's very touching love vows, which were written by the Fly Man Action Group at a considerable price by hiring a famous love vow master from the Galactic Empire.

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Instead, their attention was now focused on Morty, because they had finally figured it out.

This C137 who suddenly appeared and had absolutely no connection with C137 was not C137's second follower or substitute, Morty.

Judging from his confident demeanor at that moment, he must be Morty from the recently famous P850.

In terms of fame, he is now considered one of the top figures among Morty's men.

His decisiveness in getting up, grabbing people, and beating them without the slightest hesitation made them realize that his strength truly deserved his reputation.

There is no intention to exaggerate or promote anything.

Then, naturally, they inevitably compared the Morty to the C137 Morty.

The results of the comparison are self-evident.

You know everything.

When C137 Morty isn't chasing girls, he almost always has the upper hand. But if the former is chasing girls...

Then it's hard to say who will win!

Morty walked back to table C137 with unhurried steps, ignoring the stares directed at him.

After plopping down, he took a carved wooden wine glass that had been lying upside down from the solid wood tray on the table, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.

Then they poured in some aged wine from the bird-people tribe.

The amber-colored fruit wine was crystal clear, with the delicate aromas of seven or eight fruits blended together without being overpowering, which slightly improved Morty's mood upon smelling it.

After downing his drink in one gulp, he had just put down his glass when C137 quietly asked whether the clueless guy from earlier was dead or alive.

"While still alive, the only way to recover is to pay exorbitant medical bills."

Morty's simple and straightforward statement, with no intention of continuing the conversation, made C137 too lazy to ask any more questions.

After all, he was only saying on the surface that he wasn't interested in the birdman's wedding; in reality, he was happy that his old friend was finally getting married after going through a series of events.

This has nothing to do with his personal attitude towards marriage.

So if anyone dares to cause trouble at Birdman's wedding, even if Morty doesn't intervene, he'll kill them.

Just as C137 was about to have a drink.

The appearance of the tall and muscular Stein caught his attention slightly.

My gaze shifted downwards, and there was a dog that looked like a Doberman...

It looks familiar!

The discerning C137 discovered something in some of its physiological characteristics that he could ponder deeply.

The dog's current habits reminded him of the Time-Traveling Hounds they had hunted to extinction.

Oops!

Completely unexpectedly, given the tense relationship between his grandfather and C137, Morty found himself sitting at C137's table at the wedding, a situation that filled him with dread.

He still held onto a sliver of hope that his grandfather might be here, so he followed Morty inside without leaving the Time-Traveling Hound outside.

Upon entering...

Oh ho! We've run into C137!

Back then, C137 led a large group of Ricks, hunting down Time Hounds all over the universe.

Now that he has brazenly appeared before him with a time-traveling hound, this is terrible, terrible, terrible.

That's it... I'm definitely doomed this time!

Sure enough, just as Stein had expected, for five to six seconds, he was terrified, barely daring to breathe, wanting to leave but not daring to.

C137's expression gradually shifted from confusion to understanding, and finally, he completely realized what was going on.

"Where did this dog come from?!"