Chapter 212: Young lynthari
Virelia during the morning is different from the night. The colorful lights turn off and people return to the streets, filling them with life. Humans are everywhere, going about their lives, rchants open their shops, and couples walk around holding hands.
And there are those annoying lynthari once again.
“Oh my, look at him. His expression!” A group of lynthari surrounds
and one of the won starts gushing.
“Isn't he annoyed? I would swear he was about to roll his eyes,” another one says.
As always, they are weird, yet they do not touch ; they don't force
to do anything. They are just annoying.
“His eyes are pretty,” another one says.
Should I find a way to change their color? Maybe Lily can do it for .
“I'm sorry, I have sothing to do, so…” I tell them.
“I would translate that as: Can you fuck off already?” one of them says, making the others laugh, seemingly not minding it at all.
Then I make a mistake. I release so of my mana to show them my level and exert pressure on them. It's not an attack, at most sothing like baring teeth or hissing. And oh boy, that makes them even more excited.
“Oh my, so cute!” one of the lunatics exclaims. She doesn't care that she is the lowest level out of her group and I could kill her with a single attack.
She's like a fool calling a black bear a dawg and wanting to pet it. I guess that's what the unspoken rule of never hurting lynthari does to you.
Not seeing any other option, I use my skill to push myself high onto the roof and escape. My most dangerous weakness, extroverts, still exist and this ti it's an entire race of those weirdos.
Maybe the system is doing it on purpose. Maybe this is the second trial of Beyond masked as the 4th floor. That's how dangerous extroverted beings are. It's unnatural to be so friendly and talkative. There was so mistake in evolution and sothing went terribly wrong for sothing like this to happen.
And it's still morning, like, what the heck. Be sleepy and grumpy like normal people after waking up.
Sending my senses into the area, I notice a signature I haven't felt so far and, led by curiosity, I move a bit closer towards its source.
When I get closer, I'm surprised to see a lynthari, but this ti, this lynthari is just a small kid. A girl even shorter than , the first child of that race I've seen. She has red hair and a tail and ears of the sa color. Unlike adults, her tail is even fluffier, and she walks on the street alone, without any worry in the world.
Like a wild animal, she senses my gaze and her eyes locate
nearly imdiately. Her eyes are piercingly blue.
[Riftwalker - lvl 87]
The lynthari girl smiles at
and takes a step, disappearing from where she stands and reappearing behind , stepping out of a gouge in the air that is filled with darkness.
“Hello!” she says, showing her sharp canines.
So, how the heck does a level 87 have a teleporting skill? I thought stuff like that was illegal. Is the system playing favorites here?
“Hello,” I answer awkwardly, to her amusent.
“How old are you?” she asks.
Huh, that's a weird question, isn't it? “Twenty-one,” I tell her, seeing no reason to lie.
“Ha! I'm twenty-nine so I'm older! You have to call
boss now!”
For a mont I fight against the confusion that hits . The what? How does that even work?
Still, she's the first child lynthari I've seen and her teleporting skill is interesting, so I give in and decide to go with the flow, “I apologize for my rudeness! I will call you boss from now on!” I tell her.
The young lynthari seems surprised but then happy, and she excitedly nods her head, her red hair flying around. She seems too happy, as if plenty of people already rejected to call her that and as if she expected
to do so as well.
“Good!” she then pauses, embarrassed, probably not thinking that far, “Huh, what now,” she whispers quietly under her breath.
“Boss, I'm hungry. Will you buy a al for ? It's a master's job to take care of their underlings.” I can't help but to want to bully this little girl. Soone gotta pay for all the weird lynthari around.
As expected, the young lynthari doesn't seem to have any mana stones on her. I sensed that much while scanning her. She falls silent, opening and closing her mouth like a goldfish, to ashad to say it out loud.
I let it go for a bit longer and then decide that it's enough, “I apologize for the confusion, obviously, I will pay. Things like that aren't sothing a boss should do.”
“Obviously you should pay. Are you dumb or sothing, underling?” the lynthari child imdiately shakes her head, acting all mature, sothing she probably learned from observing others, yet can't fully apply.
Even though she might be close to thirty, she's just a child. But that won't stop
from observing her skill. It might help
improve my [Tether].
So, I jump down from the roof and observe as she teleports with , and then we continue on so I can get my breakfast.
It takes much longer than expected; the young lynthari is extrely picky and sniffs with a sharp nose like an animal, rating the sll from each restaurant. But in the end, we find one.
The prices are sky-high, but I'm rich, thanks to Elydor. May the gods bless his soul and revive him one day.
So I can kill him again.
“You are different from other dumb humans,” the redheaded lynthari says. Her piercing blue eyes observe
once in a while, “you feel weird.”
“I apologize, boss.”
“But you paid for breakfast so it's fine.”
“Thank you, boss.”
“But actually, that's sothing underlings like you should do, so I don't need to thank you.”
“I apologize, boss.”
“But you are my first underling, so maybe it's fine?”
“Thank you, boss,” I say.
Every ti I call her 'boss', her smile becos bigger and bigger, even though she tries to hide it. Sohow can't even get too annoyed.
Unlike adults, kids are sothing I can't bring myself to treat too harshly. Little Isabella is living proof of that after I ended up with her on the third floor. There's so sort of naivety, shine, and goodness that I find in most children. Or maybe I'm just treating them nicely because I also wish I was treated well while being a child. I don't know. I'm a weirdo.
Still, it won't stop
from teasing them a little bit! “Boss, if you allow , I would like to recomnd you sothing,” I say carefully.
“Sure, underling! Go ahead. I allow you to do so!” the little redhead lynthari folds her arms on her chest and leans backward on the chair.
Oi, it will rain into your nose if you lift it higher, you silly kid.
“I'm not saying the boss isn't majestic, but I think you could even improve on that if you allow
to help,” I pause and look at her with a question.
Barely able to hide her curiosity, she nods, her big eyes glued to .
So silly.
I continue, this ti in a whisper, “I heard about a boss from ancient tis. A most powerful redhead lynthari woman…”
“Oh, like !” she interrupts , showing her hair.
“No boss, your hair is even more stunning!” I say, and that makes her open her mouth slightly as she listens to , srized, “She ruled over the entire city. The biggest boss of all.” I create a dramatic pause, “I heard she had one word she liked to say after every sentence, making all the people jealous and amazed by her.”
“Underling, tell ! Tell
what that word was imdiately!” she stops leaning against the chair and stands up.
I pause for a dramatic effect. “Nya,” I then say in a somber tone, “Boss, that word was 'nya' and she said it after every sentence. Impressing her underlings and her enemies as well.” I finish up.
Surely she won't eat that up.
“I like it, underling, I really do! Good job, nya!” she says, and the way she pronounces this word with her youthful voice makes it sound extrely cute and silly at the sa ti.
Oh boy, am I having too much fun now? Is it because of my good mood from last night and experinting with mana stones?
“Exactly boss! You are a talent.” I tell her.
“Of course I am, nya!” she says and pauses, “I like it, I really do, nya!” she continues.
I reach out and take a sip of water.
“I can't wait to do it in front of my grandma, nya!”
Oh yes, do it. I just wish I could be there to see it! Huhu! I'm so evil. I take another sip of my drink while the young lynthari continues to excitedly repeat the word.
“Maybe I can have granny order everyone to never use that word so only I will, nya!”
Huh? Order everyone?
“It would be easy with dumb humans, nya. Oh, not you, underling, you aren't dumb, nya! But other lynthari might not want to listen and try to steal the word from , nya, nya!”
Oh no.
“Well, it doesn't matter. Grandma will beat them up if they don't! She did it before, so all lynthari listen to her now, nya!”
Hehe. Maybe I should leave quickly.
Thankfully she turns to , “I'll be going now, underling, nya! I will find you soon!”
As she teleports away, I don't even observe her skill. I watch the place where she disappeared from.
This can't be good.
This is when I decided I'd had enough of the city and decided to go back to our house. I check if there isn't any tracker on , I use [Resonance] a few tis, strengthen my Mantle, and quickly buy so stuff from the shops.
I already have plenty of etched mana stones for examining, but I buy multiple kinds of mana-conductive paint, so tals that seem to be able to be etched with mana circuits, a few more items that use mana stones to function, and other stuff the old man recomnded.
In the end, I spend a lot, but back at the house, there is much more. All the stuff Elydor left us so gracefully. I wish he never died.
So I could kill him again, maybe while having Lily heal him constantly.
Plus, there are so valuables from the Champion's house that we plan to put into the auction to get as much as possible.
The plan is to finish the coordinates deal with Sophie and hopefully be able to buy another epic passive. If I don't have enough, I can sell so items until I get there. After that, I will start working on my plan to kill The Living Tree.
I already know how I will do it and how to get to that point; it will just take so ti.
There's no speck of doubt I will be able to do it. In the sa way I hate Elydor - I hope we both will get reborn and et once again one day.
Well, the sa way as that guy, I hate the Living Tree. I haven't forgotten about the ti we spent down in the tunnels, and even though I was deep in the [Focus], I rember the faces of other mbers of my group and so of the feelings I had.
I will kill that tree. I don't care about Valorplate or the Colony, not even the mystery of the 4th Calamity or stuff in the orbit.
The tree will go down.
Getting closer to our house on top of the hill, I sense weaker threads of Sophie's web reaching even beyond the house and its garden. They are barely noticeable, yet functional. Her web has improved by leaps and bounds. It is stronger and more delicate at the sa ti, and there are even so fake-outs, hidden detections, and even so weak attacks that will activate under so conditions.
So I spend one hour standing outside the house, observing the web, obviously.
(Damn it, please get in already. I can feel your probing and Lily keeps asking why you don't get in and staring at you from the window on the second floor.) Sophie says in my mind after I allow her to create a link. When I look at the ntioned window, I really see Lily's face, hiding behind the drapes and staring at .
(Tell her I said hello and that I can see her,) I tell Sophie, and soon she does just that because Lily jumps backward, probably falling down and pulling the drape down with her as I see it tearing and disappearing.
(Anyway, the guild master of Storm Brigade ca here yesterday, and she should be coming here today. She ca personally, saying that she would like to talk with you,) I get the info as I move towards the door.
Interesting, so Obelia is looking for . She probably hasn't heard anything yet from Myrra, so what does she want from ?
Well, I'll see soon enough.
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