[Translator – Seraph]
[Proofreader – Thala]
Chapter 197
Adhai stood before the Queen of Pure White, Ham Ort.
She lay on the ground, basking in the warm heat emanating from the depths of the cave. It was clear she felt no threat from Adhai.
Adhai felt a slight annoyance at her complacency.
「Lie down」
Ham Ort commanded, her words tinged with a hint of irritation.
Reluctantly, Adhai complied and lay on the ground. Just as Ham Ort had said, the floor was very warm, enough to make her forget the winter chill outside the cave.
Seeing Adhai obey quietly, Ham Ort closed her eyes in satisfaction.
「Follow my words」
She began.
「Do you know your father, the Great Odd Grad, the Black Gallagon?」
「Yes」
Adhai replied. Ham Ort and Odd Grad, the mighty black Gallagon, were her parents.
On the day Adhai was born, a brilliant meteor shower filled the sky, leading Ham Ort to name her ‘Daughter of Meteor’ Adhai, with her exceptional memory, vividly recalled the joy on her mother’s face as she looked at her. But now, those memories were irrelevant, as her parents had banished her for being a mutant.
Just as Adhai was about to ask why she was bringing up the past, she was startled by a sudden wave of intense anger from Ham Ort.
「Odd Grad deceived us for decades, maybe centuries.」
Adhai couldn’t understand. Among her kind, the concept of deception was almost non-existent. They communicated through thoughts, with emotions blending seamlessly into their telepathic exchanges. Deceiving a telepathically sensitive being was nearly impossible.
「Odd Grad possessed a special stone that blocks emotional leakage.」
「A stone?」
「Yes, a special stone that hides the owner’s emotions. With it, I and the other gallagons couldn’t read Odd Grad’s mind.」
Adhai started to grasp the situation. During her travels with her elder, she had seen ugly creatures carrying strange metal objects, some of which held great power. These creatures used the metal for various miraculous feats, sometimes to torment her and her elder, and other times to mimic the powers used by her kind.
Perhaps Odd Grad also had such a peculiar metal object, one that enabled him to hide his emotions.
「Why did he do that?」
Adhai inquired, curious.
「Odd Grad is old. There should be a new successor, a new black Gallagon.」
「I agree.」
「But」
Ham Ort continued,
「In Odd Grad’s brood, there is no successor, no black kin.」
Her words were true. Adhai couldn’t recall seeing any black kin other than Odd Grad. In hindsight, it was strange. In Ham Ort’s brood, there were many white kin. Given how much longer Odd Grad’s brood had existed, it would make sense for there to be black kin as well, but there were none.
「For decades, the flow of the stars has changed, and yet no black gallagon has emerged」
Ham Ort explained.
Adhai, though not very old, understood that what Ham Ort was saying was not normal. She herself had transformed from a light green to a full green within a short time by consuming a variety of prey. In a nest where all the conditions for growth were met, the absence of black Gallagon was unheard of.
「Odd Grad does not want a successor」
Ham Ort said.
「He abandons any gallagon with the potential to grow.」
「?」
「I have seen it.」
Ham Ort continued.
「Odd Grad secretly eliminates his own kin.」
「!」
She didn’t need to say more for Adhai to understand. The old leader had crushed young sprouts to maintain his position, not just through banishment but by hunting down and killing abandoned kin. But Ham Ort wasn’t finished yet.
「Odd Grad knows」
she said,
「That the Daughter of the Meteor has potential.」
「Potential?」
「I have researched our kin’s legends」
Ham Ort said.
「An elder spoke of a need for a savior.」
If her previous look was that of a fierce warrior, now she resembled a shaman from a primal tribe.
With nimble movements, she lay on top of PS-111, who was already lying in the pit. In her current form, she was much smaller than her Griffin form, making it easier for her to conceal herself.
‘Perfect.’
I then lay my body over them, covering them like a blanket. My full length, including my tail, was about 5 meters, making it easy to completely cover the entrance of the pit.
‘This should keep us hidden from their detection.’
I knew it wasn’t a flawless plan, which is why I had set up Number 26 as a decoy to divert their attention.
Now, all we could do was wait.
[ZZZZ ZZ ZZZ (Aren’t you hungry?)]
「I’m fine!」
[I need an energy supply. Requesting small parasites generated from Amorph’s body.]
“You just ate earlier, and now again?”
[I require a continuous energy supply to withstand the ongoing load.]
「...Do you want to die? I’m not that heavy, you know?」
We passed the time with idle chatter.
「I think I can handle one of the two Crystalwings.」
[ZZZ ZZ ZZZZ ZZ (Using the power of the Wendigo?)]
“Yes. but if it’s an adult, I won’t be able to hold it for long.”
[ZZZ ZZZZZ ZZ ZZZ ZZ ZZZ (Target the female then; the male has stronger resistance.)]
Or discussed our battle strategy.
「Amorph’s features seem quite similar to my model.」
[ZZZ ZZZZZ ZZ ZZZ (Maybe those who created you were inspired by me.)]
「Have you met my developers?」
[ZZZZ ZZZ ZZ ZZ (Well, let’s say we’ve crossed paths.)]
「If the developers see ‘Amorph’ they would never just stand by.」
[ZZZ ZZZ ZZZ ZZ (Neither would I.)]
We passed the time discussing matters we hadn’t talked about before. None of us were creatures with physical limitations, so being immobilized for a long time wasn’t a life-threatening issue. However, the boredom was unbearable.
For the first day, we had various conversations, but by the second day, everyone had fallen silent. PS-111 went into sleep mode to conserve energy, and Mother of the Sky also dozed off. Number 26, our decoy, was playing with gem fragments it found in the nest.
I had taught it a game of air juggling to keep it entertained, knowing it would get bored without any sleep. At first, it seemed awkward, but once it got the hang of it, it became completely engrossed. Even now, it was tirelessly tossing and catching dozens of gems with a single tentacle.
‘A Sea Demon playing air juggling, huh.’
In the game, it used to juggle people instead of gems.
‘Well, it’s good that it’s having fun.’
With Number 26 happily occupied, I focused back on my task. I had been monitoring continuously since yesterday, waiting for the Crystalwings to return. The auxiliary organ under my chin had been tirelessly detecting any changes in the black sky above the peak for two days.
‘This brings back memories.’
In the game, I used to wait for long periods to capture a Crystalwing, setting up camp near its nest just as I was doing now. It was less boring back then, though. The fluid crystals produced by Crystalwings were extremely valuable, attracting many competitors. For them, keeping the Crystalwings alive and harvesting their fluids was more profitable. Their approach was entirely different from mine, as I aimed for their lives.
‘Thanks to them, I was never bored, constantly fighting off others.’
For me, the more I fought with players, the more genetic essence I gained.
‘...Though there were some odd ones too.’
I recalled a Megacorp ranker who, having lost to me, decided that if he couldn’t have something, no one could. He brought a spaceship and initiated an orbital bombardment, costing me a unique trait when I was hit and killed.
As I reminisced about the past, the designated time was drawing to a close.
‘Just one hour left.’
I looked up at the dark sky. Besides the white snowflakes and black clouds, there was nothing to see.
‘Should I find another way?’
I had come to capture a Crystalwing aiming for its apex predator and spaceflight traits. However, if all I wanted was the wings, there were other ways. While there weren’t many winged creatures on this icy planet, there were some.
‘Maybe I should go down, get some wings first, and then come back for the Crystalwing...’
As I was contemplating waking the others, my auxiliary organ detected something. It was a faint sensation, different from the strong winds blowing over the peak, like a gentle breath from someone nearby. It was faint, but I didn’t miss it.
It was the same feeling I got near the engine room or the central computer of a spaceship.
Something you wouldn’t expect to feel on this desolate, white peak, devoid of machines or people.
It was unmistakably an electromagnetic wave.
‘They’re here!’
The entity we had been waiting for—the Crystalwing—was finally returning to its nest.
[Translator – Seraph]
[Proofreader – Thala]