Chapter 57

Chapter 57

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"Ian, wake up!"

Under a high-hanging full moon, Ian slowly opened his eyes to the sound of his name being called, emerging from a deep sleep.

Inglan was pacing restlessly by his bed.

"What's going on?"

Inglan, sweating profusely and with a trembling voice, said,

"There's something outside. I don't know what it is, but it's definitely targeting us!"

The drowsiness vanished instantly.

Ian realized he was in a situation often seen in movies or fantasy settingsan ambush.

"Damn... Could it be tomb robbers?"

"No, no! Not human! More like beings of mystery!"

"Mystery?"

Ian reflexively thought of intelligent monsters like drakes or manticores.

Such beasts wouldn't hesitate to emerge from the night and devour humans as a midnight snack.

If it really was a giant carnivorous monster, Ian was in deep trouble.

Always be wary of monsters!

Hadnt Eredith warned him to the point earwax built up?

Monsters are dangerous, and in this damned medieval fantasy world, they're everywhere, hindering the exchange between domains and slowing human expansion.

In a world where Man vs. Wild was a real-time event, even the strongest human forces were just thathuman.

"Caw! Master!"

Just then, Oberon flew in.

"Oberon. Did you see something?"

[Yes! Some small human-like creatures have arrived!]

"Small humans?"

Immediately, one word flashed through Ian's mind.

'... Fairies?'

"Let's go check it out."

But the information was still lacking.

Ian wanted to see the nocturnal visitors with his own eyes.

Inglan, shivering, said,

"Do we have to go?"

"It's better that we do. We don't know their intentions."

"You make sense... You do..."

As Inglan shivered, Ian found him slightly pathetic.

It was understandable to be scared, but the trembling made him seem like a coward.

"If you're scared, stay here."

"But I need to see it with my own eyes..."

"Then let's go together."

"... Isn't it dangerous? Maybe we should wake the knights..."

Such a troublesome old man.

Thats what Ian thought, but then he reconsidered.

Or is that the secret to longevity?

Being fearful, in other words, means being cautious.

History has proven that the fearless often die first.

Inglan himself proved the importance of caution for longevity, so he's probably right.

"Then I'll bring Belenka."

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Ian woke Belenka and brought her along.

Surprised by Ian's sudden appearance, Belenka quickly understood the situation and cooperated smoothly.

Belenka was so cooperative that she didn't even negotiate a fee.

"But if I achieve something noteworthy, there should be a bonus..."

F*ck. It'll go towards your debt, so please just stop talking about money.

"That's refreshingly straightforward."

Despite having been woken up, Belenka's face was full of vitality, possibly pleased at the prospect of not having to negotiate a fee.

It was a dimly lit night, but Ian moved forward without hesitation.

His communion with the darkness deepened day by day, making dark vision magic act almost like a passive skill.

Finding his way in the dark was as easy as pie.

"Ian."

Inglan, who had been following closely behind, suddenly spoke up.

It was because of one of Inglans specialties, the magic of the sentinel bug, reacted.

"There's a suspicious group up ahead."

Ian and Belenka saved their breath.

There was no reason to chat with the enemy so close.

Ian, blending into the darkness, muttered in the language of magic,

It meant that cute creatures are cute for a reason.

Well, the dungeon version of Bear Grylls[2] might say that and then proceed to eat the monster.

Ian was genuinely curious.

What could be the reason for fairies to look so adorable?

Here. I brought it.

"Thanks."

Ian approached the eagle owl with the meat in hand.

Drawing on his experience of communicating with animals in nature, he spoke with a voice filled with firm intent.

"Come down."

[???]

"I won't hurt you. It's okay, come down."

The eagle owl stared at Ian for a while...

With a whoosh, the eagle owl flapped its large wings and descended before Ian.

Ian quickly extended his staff to create a perch for it.

'It's lighter than I thought?'

Given its enormous size, Ian had expected the eagle owl to be quite heavy, but surprisingly, it was light.

No wonder British wizards[3] use them as mail carriers.

Ian gently scratched the eagle owl's back, feeding it leftover meat scraps.

The eagle owl, looking somewhat dumbfounded, hungrily gulped down the food Ian offered.

Despite wondering why Ian was suddenly being so nice, filling its stomach was the priority.

"Ah."

Watching Ian skillfully handle the eagle owl, Inglan's eyes lit up.

That guy.

His ability to communicate with nature is no joke, right?

Inglan thought for sure Ian would become a great summoner, having already witnessed Ian's odd behaviors multiple times.

Belenka, too, found it fascinating how Ian tamed the owl so quickly.

Wizards sure have a lot of tricks up their sleeves.

Ian, after filling the eagle owl's stomach, approached the fairies.

This guy was bothering you, right?

"Eek!"

The fairies went into a frenzy as Ian approached with the eagle owl, terrified out of their minds.

What kind of monster is an eagle owl!

A monstrous beast that kidnaps fairies with its huge body and eats them alive!

But to subdue, no, to tame such a monster with just a few words...!

The fairies felt a terror that Ian might just command,

"Go! Eat those insolent ones!" releasing the eagle owl on them.

Then the eagle owl would "Swoosh! Swoosh!" swoop down on the fairies...

Just the thought was horrifying!

"We're so, so sorry!"

The terrified fairies collectively bowed their heads, performing a perfect dogeza.

Then, the eagle owl flapped its wings as if to take off, stirred by the fairies' screams, its hunting instincts kicking in.

"Stay calm."

But Ian gently pressed on the eagle owl's shoulder, calming it down.

The fairies watching this scene felt a sense of awe towards Ian.

'Incredible...!'

While they would typically avoid a mere violent human in disgust, meeting a human who could skillfully tame a fearsome beast, they couldn't help but respect and revere him.

Worship is one way to forget fear.

Without attempting any tricks, the fairies confessed everything to Ian.

"We came to ask you, human, to please return the sword!"

"Sword?"

The sword the fairies spoke of could only be one.

The magic sword, Anor-lsil.

As Ian drew the sword, the fairies chirped in unison.

"Yes! That sword!"

"Without it, we can no longer weave the heavens!"

Ian sheathed the sword and asked,

"Heavens? What heavens?"

To which the fairies replied,

"The heavens that are as precious as our lives!"

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[1. raei: this might be a reference to Shiva from dark souls? not confirmed]

[2. raei: British guy best known for his tv series, Man vs. Wild. There was a direct reference to this show earlier on.]

[3. raei: haha this is talking about Harry Potter.]

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