In that case, all you need to do is follow my movents. After throwing out those ambiguous words, Habona proceeded to perform the Inversion Cut twice. She first leapt to the left before leaping to her original position. As she perford the Inversion Cut, I definitely saw her center of gravity shift towards the right and yet it moved to the left instead.
Having finished her performance, she turned towards and nonchalantly said: Just do that.
Huh!?
Just do exactly as I just did. She snapped; my silly expression had probably irked her.
Lady, do you think Im so main character from a wuxia novel? Did it look like I was born with a photographic mory or a peerless comprehension ability that allowed to learn any ultimate martial art with just a glanceIm just an average Joe. Wasnt it a bit much to expect to learn this skill just by watching you jump a couple tis?!
You werent able to catch all of that? She roughly deduced from my expression that I still wasnt able to perform the Inversion Cut. Ill perform it a few more tis, make sure to look closely. She continued flatly.
lady, there are so things you cant learn just by seeing a few more tis alright? If youre really serious about teaching the skill, you should tell how it works or even share the experience you had when you just started cultivating it, that might be a useful reference.
Experience She blinked her eyes at my words. I learnt this by watching my mother fight, if you want to learn this skill from , you just have to keep on watching and practising.
What the heck! Is this how you teach peopleat least tell how to exert my force!
Unfortunately for , this was exactly how she taught . Even after that back and forth, we still ended up at watching and practising with the end result being a few days of fruitless attempts. While I still didnt know how to execute the Inversion Cut, that strange impedint I felt while swinging Shadowfang had lessened significantly; I was able to attack and chain my attacks much faster as a result.
Mo Ens territory was surprisingly far from the werewolves temporary base. Even with Habonas speed, we still hadnt reached his base after four days of running.
At a glance, the Summoning Zone wasnt that much different from the other sections of the maze. The difference was a much more minute one that couldnt be perceived easily. If I had to describe this difference, it would be that it felt like I had stepped into a different dinsion upon entering this zone.
Weve just entered the boundaries of the Summoning Zone, it wont be much longer before we reach the nest of Mo En. Given our proximity, I wouldnt be surprised if we et so of his n on patrols. In order to avoid any misunderstandings, dont act rashly in front of them.
This warning by Habona wasnt directed at but at Violet Snow instead. As for why she did so, it had to do with Violet Snows proud personality and their unpleasant first encounter.
During their first eting, Habona had insulted her by calling her a mutt. Ever since then, Violet Snow had been at odds with Habona. Whenever the two t, they would end up in a fight with Violet Snow being the initiator and ultimately the loser as well. This ended up giving Habona the impression that she was a violent personeven though, she was actually the most violent of us three
Hmph. She snorted rudely, not caring to answer the werewolf. That however, was enough of an answer for Habona. She knew that Violet Snow wouldnt act rashly.
Having entered the vicinity of Mo Ens nest, it wasnt long before we t up with a patrol of devils. Leading this patrol was a winged female devil who closely resembled a female child.
On her forehead were two, three cm long horns that looked more like bamboo shoots like actual horns. She had the signature red skin of a devil and even had the devil tail and flesh wings commonly associated with devils. She was in every way, the model depiction of a devil, a primal devil in fact. (Earliest stage of a scythed devil.)
The devil girl was only sixty to seventy cm tall which was roughly half my height. Her face had the exquisite sheen and redness expected of a devil and was frad by a short bob hairstyle with bangs that reached up to her brows. Her face was slightly rounded and had a petiteness that made it that much more adorable.
She was clad in clothes crafted out of animal hides. It was a tiny garnt that covered her torso and barely reached past her hip, revealing a pair of slender thighs and arms.
While it clearly wasnt fashionable by any definition of the word, this was the first ti Ive seen a clothed devil.
At the ti we spotted their party, they spotted ours as well. With a flap of her wings, she left her team and approached us. Whether it was intended or not, she had flown to a height of four to five ters, and this ended up giving her a slightly arrogant disposition as she addressed us from high above: Outsiders, you should not have co here.
Her voice was extrely pleasing to the ear with a sort of soft and waxy feel to it. The only issue I had with her was that she was too high up in the airit would probably hurt my neck just looking up at her for a period of ti.
I jumped off Habonas shoulders and extended a friendly greetings towards her: Hello there, were here to see Mo En.
Youre looking for Mo En? She imdiately puffed up her airport runway of a chest and said, in a slightly flaunting manner: That old coots dead, you all can leave now.
Dead? Thats not possible! I refuted imdiately. This was clearly news that I didnt want to hear after such a long journey to see this devil. But then, its not like she had any reason to deceive either
With a slightly hesitant tone, I asked her: I anis he really dead?
Hes really dead. She nodded her head and told in a tone as clear as crystal.
Even so, I pressed her, not intending to let up on this issue: When did he die?
When? She scratched her head before counting with her fingers. A while later, she was still counting, evidently she no longer had enough fingers to count with as she began hugging her thighs as she bent down to count her toes as well. Having used up those as well, she started counting her hair as well
Unfortunately for her, hair wasnt that easy to count with. It didnt take long before she lost count. The little devil girl ruffled her hair in frustration and said: Exactly when did he dieMimiya just cant figure it out
Where did this airhead pop out fromI was just asking when he diedif you didnt rember the exact timing, you could just say so. Was there a need to torture yourself by counting your toes and hair?
It was at this mont that the rest of her team caught up with her. Unlike her, the ten large imps werent simple minded enough to trust us and imdiately adopted a guarded stance. As they werent sure of our intentions, they imdiately stepped forward, shielding Mimiya from us.
One of the large imps noticed her continuous counting and asked out of curiosity: Missus, what are you doing?:
Im counting when did Grandpa die. She answered without lifting her head. Having said that, she returned her focus back to the task of counting.
Her reply stumped the large imp. He ekly looked at us before whispering in what he thought was a soft voice: Missus, Master Mo Enheisnt Master still alive and well
Mimiya knows that. She halted her counting and looked at the large imp. She continued in a serious tone: But grandpa told Mimiya that if soone ca looking for grandpa, Mimiya should say [Grandpa is dead]. But Mimiya just cant rember when did grandpa say this.
She pointed at , And this fellow wants to know when so Mimiya is over here counting the date.
So he wasnt deadhes just pretending to be dead. At the side, her answer had left Habona, Violet Snow and the other large imps just as speechless as I was
So hes not dead.
Sotis, I just dont know what to say about this unconventional fellow.
NO NO, Grandpa is dead She began spinning around in circles as she anxiously tried to explain this to us. Mimiya just rembered. 100 days ago, Grandpa told Mimiya that no matter who ca looking for him, Mimiya is to answer [dead] that way
Grandpa? A chill ran through my heart as a sudden realization hit . Err, Miss Mimiya, are you Master Mo Ens granddaughter?
Thats right. She stopped her spinning and answered with a furious nod of her head and an intent stare of her adorable golden eyes.
His actual granddaughter?
His actual granddaughter!
Then how many granddaughters does he have?
Just Mimiya of course.
What the heck is this answer that makes want to cry. I get it now, Mo En wanted to go for a marriage interview and the person Im to et was his granddaughterwhich was this potato in front of
No wonder he emphasized how cute his granddaughter wasshe really was that adorableshe was so dense that she was actually cute!
Now then, can you bring us to et Master Mo En? It was probably better to be more direct with a potato.
But Mimiyas grandpa is dead.
I want to cry right now. Dont you have the self-awareness to know that your lie has been exposed. How stupidly adorable can you be! Can I have soone normal to communicate with!
Just as my head was filled with thoughts of eting Mo En and finding out how to get summoned to the Western Human Realms, a strange ringing echoed in my head. It was a very sudden appearance that seed like it had co from within my head instead of being transmitted through the air.
I focused my mind on the ringing. Imdiately, I felt a force trying to pull into so other region. It was an extrely forceful pull that brooked no resistance from . Before I could even react to it, my body was struck with a sense of weightlessness as the scene in front of began to distort.
Not only did my vision begin to distort, my body began contorting as if it was a boneless ss. A distorted Violet Snow tried to tell sothing but her voice simply couldnt reach my ears, as if there was an invisible barrier separating the two of us.
What followed was a severe sense of dizziness that lasted over ten seconds or perhaps even a few minutes. The weightlessness disappeared and I found myself in a foreign yet familiar room.
It was foreign as I had never seen this room before. As for why it was familiar, that was becausethere was a human in front of and not just one either
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