(EP-298.1) Master #2
298 – Master of the Forest #2
I heard from the spiders.
There’s a very beautiful pond in this eastern forest.
But none dare approach it because it’s guarded by a massive and malevolent centipede.
They said its poison and bizarre magic were so tricky and vile that even Kubilai, the master of this forest, wouldn’t dare challenge it.
I wondered how strong such a being could be.
To be honest, I was a little scared and nervous.
When I finally faced the creature, it far exceeded anything I had imagined, and for a moment, I lost my resolve.
Rustle, rustle, rustle.
As the fog cleared, a giant centipede came into view.
Its head rose to a height similar to that of the ogre Dordor. Its vicious fangs were spread wide, and its long antennae waved menacingly.
It was terrifying.
Regardless of my ability to cast Rank 6 magic, I couldn’t shake off the biological fear of a giant insect.
━Mind your language, child. Even Solomon paid me respect...!
Swish.
The centipede’s enormous head, as large as an elephant’s body, drew close to my face. This wasn’t a centipede, it’s an imoogi or a dragon, or something like that. Or did it have some spirit bead?
“......”
I froze, stiff as a stone, like a mouse caught in the gaze of a snake. It was strong.
I thought it was just a beast, but it felt like something more like..., a spirit or mystical being. Could I defeat it if I poured all my magic into the fight?
Of course, there were a lot of things about combat that’s different from the numbers and simulations in my head. I didn’t really want to fight this guy.
It was incredibly powerful.
It felt like it had lived for an incomprehensibly long time, far beyond what I could fathom... Even checking its status window was difficult.
As I stood there lost in thought, the centipede spoke again.
━You’re quite a clever child.
Through this brief exchange, I managed to gather some valuable information.
This massive being, Angala, had some connection to the Demon King Solomon. Moreover, it harbored deep resentment toward him.
I should definitely keep the fact that I’m his grandson a secret.
━So, Theo Gospel, the half-fairy mage. Why have you come to my pond? Do you wish to be eaten?
“No, not at all. I need the evening primrose in bloom over there. One of my companions was bitten by a centipede, and I need them to treat the poison.”
━Ah, centipede venom. These days, the younger ones bite without any manners. On behalf of my brethren, I apologize.
“.......”
It was more polite than expected. Unlike its terrifying appearance, it was a cultured being that knew how to resolve issues through conversation.
━However.
“... However?”
A sense of unease crept over me.
However.
But.
The words that usually follow these tend to be the ones that disturb my peace of mind.
━However, I can’t just give you my possession for free. That’s not how the world works. Since that massive, hateful wall appeared, there are fewer evening primroses.
“Are you saying...?”
━I’ll need something in exchange. Offer me something you have that’s worth trading for the evening primrose. I’m being quite generous with this deal.
I see.
A barter, huh?
It was something I hadn’t considered, but it was a reasonable and understandable proposition.
Still, I suddenly wondered if this giant poisonous centipede, Angala, might be trying to deceive me, so I asked cautiously.
“You’re not going to ask for my life or anything like that, right?”
At my question, Angala’s body began to tremble as it laughed.