Chapter 226
226 – Little Treant
“Gaah gaah!”
After reviving the wight with a use of [Soul AppendntFake Life], my partner starts to show interest in the remains of the abyss . I try to get her to stop, but it seems she really wants to try and eat it . She must be really hungry . I attempt to leave, but she resists, making it difficult to walk the way I want to, so I end up approaching it .
Fearfully, my partner brings her head close to the abyss’ corpse and sniffs it . Scrunching her eyes closed, she sticks out her tongue and gently draws her mouth closer to the abyss .
Then, just before her tongue touches it, her eyes open . Her eyes and the dead abyss’ eyes et .
“Gaa…”
Her tongue’s movent stops . Letting out a lonely cry, she pulls her head back .
… As expected, no matter how hungry you are, this isn’t sothing to eat . That makes sense . If she sank her teeth into it, I didn’t know what I would do .
Trembling, my partner looks at , looking like she is about to cry . I know you’re really hungry, but we’ll be able to eat sothing much nicer in just a bit . The tribute’s still waiting for us at the shrine .
I leave the abyss’ remains and continue exploring the forest . There’s no way that all the tribute’s at is going to be as gross as that thing .
It would be great if there was an E or F-ranked monster to raise the wight’s level . That way should be able to cure its habit of falling apart all the ti .
I glance back at the wight behind . It looks up at with its two empty eye sockets… I wonder if it’s able to eat anything? Nah, it shouldn’t be able to . It’s clearly got no digestive organs . It’s all bone, after all .
While searching, I co across a mole-like monster and an owl-like monster, but both run away too fast . The mole dives underground as soon as it senses , and the owl uses a skill or sothing to hide its presence .
My impression is that, because of how dangerous the monsters in this area are, they are split between parasites like the abyss, and those that are fast at running away . Co to think of it, even though most of the manticore’s stats weren’t too high, its speed was sothing else . Does it need its speed to run away from sothing? … If sothing much stronger than the manticore is lurking around, it might be a hassle .
However at this rate, it’s looking unlikely I’ll find a monster I can safely make the wight fight . If it was just hunting for food, I’d be able to manage sohow, but capturing a monster without killing it and making the wight fight it would be… Yeah .
I stop and look back at the wight . Copying , the wight also stops .
This forest might be a bit too high level for the wight… If only there was so quick-and-easy way to raise the wight’s level .
Looking at the wight, an idea suddenly strikes . There is a way . I just need to create a monster the sa level of the wight using [Soul AppendntFake Life] .
A-although, controlling life and death with[Soul AppendntFake Life] is… But then even if it moves, a lump of at is obviously not alive, so I think it should be ok . If I transform it into a monster that looks nothing like a living organism it won’t be like I’ve blasphed life . So it’s safe, yeah .
This way I can have the wight fight a monster around the sa level as it right away, and if it looks like it’s struggling I can just step in . Wow, this really solves everything . I just need to find sothing that looks easy to fight . Sothing that won’t be strong even after transforming into a monster…
Peering around, I spot a small tree that can’t be more than a few years old . It’s the pleasant color of new growth, not yet having thick bark or many leaves . It looks suitable .
I rush over to the sapling and look down at the wight, indicating the sapling with my jaw . “Do you think you can fight this?”, I try to ask the wight . Understanding my intention, it nods its head .
“Guoh”, I cry, facing my partner .
“Gaa…”
She hungrily gnashes her teeth . A-after this, I’ll start hunting for real . You can even eat the next al . The poor wight will keep falling apart at this rate, which is a bother for you too, right?
“Gaah”
My thoughts must have gotten through, because my partner turns to face the sapling and uses [Soul AppendntFake Life] . A black light envelops the sapling .
【Normal Skill [Soul AppendntFake Life] has risen from level 2 to 3 . 】
As the black light clears away, I see a face-like cavity on the sapling . It uproots itself, scattering earth around .
“Gi, higii!”
The sapling’s mouth tears open, letting out a war cry .
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Species: Little Treant
Condition: Cursed
Lv: 1/5
HP: 7/7
MP: 6/6
Attack: 1
Defense: 2
Magic: 3
Speed: 1
Rank: F
Characteristic Skills:
[Dark Attribute: Lv -]
Resistance Skills:
[Physical Resistance: Lv 1]
Normal Skills:
[Take Root: Lv 1] [Clay: Lv 1]
Title Skills:
[Servant of the Evil Dragon: Lv -]
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I-it’s a success . Wow, I really can just make as many followers as I want .
Its attack and speed are low, but its HP and magic are high . It looks like it would work well as a support-type .
Now that I look at it, I can’t help but beco attached to it . I really want to know how it will develop as it gets stronger . Plus, it has that title skill, so it shouldn’t be hostile to . It might be best to change our plans .
“Gao…”
By the ti I call out to the wight, it had already begun to move . As the wight draws near, the treant swings at it with the downwards slash of a branch, but the wight dodges around behind it . Without pause, the wight embraces the treant . From the wight’s body, a black mist leaks out .
The treant writhes, trying to shake off the wight . But the wight clings on . Piece by piece, bones fall to the ground .
“Gii! Gii! Higii!”
Gradually, the treant’s movents slow, its body surface growing darker . Finally, it stops moving completely . As the treant stills, the wight stops releasing its black mist . It seems it was an HP-stealing skill .
The withered treant looks like it has been starved of water for a long ti . Its leaves have changed color completely . and, as a gust of wind blows, its limbs fall to the ground .
Trapped in indecision, I had only watched over the fight in a daze . When I finally co to my senses, the wight is happily approaching , dragging its missing body parts .
Y-yeah… n-no, this is where I should honestly praise its hard work . I just need a second to sort out my feelings .
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