Chapter 125. Rodim Researcher and Black Fang (4)
“This rodaim will be your guide.”
He’s smaller than the other Rodims, but he looks more nimble.
Seamus, who was stroking the boy’s head, said anxiously.
“But are you really going to be okay? The fang-toothed puma chief who said he didn’t budge even when dozens of Rodim warriors clung to him. Of course, I’ve seen your work with my own eyes… … I am still worried.”
“It won’t be a big deal.”
A contagious disease that spread among the baby rodims.
The herb to treat it was said to grow only in one place on the island.
Right near the cave where the chief canine cougar is staying.
It was after Carl made a promise to lend his warriors to the fight against the Harpy Pirates if he defeated him and brought back the herbs.
“Please come back safely.”
Carl followed the guide.
***
We made our way through the steamy tropical forest for a long time.
Rodaim climbed the tree from the top and moved smoothly, and the speed was amazing.
To the extent that I could never have followed him if it had been someone other than Carl.
After going for a long time, I saw a hill that rose low in the distance.
At the top of the hill was a large, dark cave.
Rather than a stone cave, it was a hollow space under the floor where moss grew, and it was a hiding place for beasts of prey.
Rodaim came down from the tree and spun around.
“Are you saying you don’t want to go anymore?”
Rodaim shook his head while pointing towards the oyster.
The guy pointed to the yellow flowers blooming around the oyster.
Apparently, the herbs that would cure the diseases of the young Rodims were like those yellow flowers.
“Go ahead.”
Enjoy-.
Rodaim scratches his chin like a monkey and shows an affirmative gesture.
The guy disappeared right the way he came.
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Just like you don’t want to stay even for a moment near the lair of a canine puma.
“Hmm… … .”
Carl quietly closes his eyes.
At the same time, I concentrated my divine energy into my ears.
I heard all sorts of noises around me.
The chirping of mountain birds, the crunching sounds of small animals, and even the heartbeat of a large monster heard from afar.
Carl discerned a sound in the cave.
Grrr-.
A low, loud cry.
A throaty cry, characteristic of gigantic wild beasts, spread from the cave.
“He’s a pretty big guy. Are you asleep?”
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Judging by his cry, he is at least three or four times bigger than the canine cougar I met on the Mushroom Spore Road.
The bigger the beast, the more sensitive and nimble it is.
Monsters even more.
However, when Carl came this close to the hiding place and there was no response, it meant that he was asleep.
If it wasn’t for that, I’d have smelled it and run out right away.
“You’re interrupting my sweet nap.”
Carl picked up a stone from nearby.
Then, with divine power, he shot it into the cave.
Shyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-!
Stones that shoot like bolts from a crossbow!
Soon! Along with the sound of a roar, the roar of the beast was heard.
And the guy showed up.
“… … Black Fang.”
The size of three or four fruit wagons combined.
On top of that, the jet-black body and sparkling long fangs are the highlight.
Even though he was standing proudly, his fangs were so huge that they almost touched the ground.
It was a boss monster that Carl had seen several times in his previous life.
“I see you here.”
Black Fang is a rare monster even in the Empire 200 years ago.
It was none other than his coveted fangs like black pearls.
Monster hunters, collectors hired by the guild, mercenaries, and even some priests were looking for Blackfang with their eyes wide open.
Blackfang’s black fangs were so incredibly hard that it was enough to make them into weapons.
In particular, it was special in that it was a material that responded to the transfer of divine power.
If a priest who knows how to handle divine power uses a weapon made from Black Fang’s fangs, it’s literally one-hundred.
Among the swords that Carl cherished in his previous life, there was one made with Black Fang’s fangs.
That’s why I was very happy to see him appear.
“Come to think of it, Henry Morgan’s ax was also said to have a black blade.”
Could it be that the Pinas Islands are the Black Fang’s concentrated habitat?
If so, it’s no wonder that other warriors can’t stand Henry Morgan wielding an ax made from Black Fang’s fangs.
There may be differences in personal inaction, but weapons made with Blackfang’s fangs can easily break other normal steel swords.
The best material to use as a weapon was Black Fang’s black fangs.
Grrr-!
A gigantic puma growling with its head lowered.
Even though he was a particularly big guy among the Black Fangs, Carl wasn’t nervous at all.
Common weapons include his steel-like hide, which is hard to injure, as well as his fearsome paws and claws.
At the entrance to his burrow, there were piles of bones that looked like Rodim’s.
“You ate a lot, it will be hard to keep you alive.”
Blackfang can be ridden if well tamed.
Of course, it was possible for a sword or a person with the dignity of the 4 knights who followed him.
However, the Black Fang in front of him was too dangerous to keep alive.
Other Rodims will keep getting eaten, and you won’t be able to find the herbs needed to treat the contagious disease.
Sreureung-.
Carl drew his sword.
Pure white divine power was formed on the blade.
“come!”
thud!
A giant puma that kicks off the ground and leaps!
The one who covered the sky black and cast a shadow on the knife fell fiercely and struck his front paw horizontally.
At the same time, Carl’s body soared into the air.
Shiiik-!
The elegantly raised body rotates and cuts the sword as it is.
however.
kang!
The steel sword collided with its paws and made a painful noise.
A part of the sword wrapped in divine power was finely cracked.
“You’re a great guy.”
Blackfang is known for its steely hide.
Quite a few bolts didn’t go through, and only a siege crossbow was enough to inflict scratches.
The same was true of swords, spears, and axes.
However, the steel sword that the sword just swung was in a state of divine power.
Even so, it did not give even a small wound, but rather cracked the sword.
What that meant was clear.
The Black Fang that Carl faces is much stronger than the other Black Fangs.
A smile formed on Carl’s lips.
“I was going to try it, and it worked.”
Whoop-!
The sword’s heart throbs strongly, and considerable divine power is emitted.
Divine power that moved from the heart to the shoulder, from the shoulder to the arm and back to the sword.
Immediately, white flames began to glow on the surface of the blade.
‘I’ll have to use it this time and throw it away.’
The realm embodied by the sword is natural force substitution, which is considered the best among the techniques that handle divine power.
It was a technique that subtly changed the nature of divine power and changed it into fire, water, wind, and lightning.
Among them, Carl liked to use flame substitution.
“White Flame.”
Fire-!
Since it is a normal steel sword that cannot handle the divine power, it will soon be destroyed if the White Flame is implemented.
Carl’s intention was to win the match in a short time of about 30 seconds, which the steel sword could withstand.
Tadadat!
aaang-!
As if trying to bite off the body of the rushing sword, Blackfang opened its mouth wide.
After lightly turning his back to avoid the knife, he cut the guy’s left forefoot with a flaming sword.
Pars-!
To his surprise, Blackfang’s steely hide cracked in a straight line.
Not only that, but white flames moved into the cracks, and Black Fang started to run wild in excruciating pain.
Carl scurried under the bridge, avoiding his slamming kicks.
While diligently giving White Flame to other parts of Black Fang.
aaang-!
Black Fang was wounded on all four feet and set on fire.
He got up on his hind legs and lifted his front legs high.
Like crushing a knife and trying to crush it.
But Carl’s movements were faster.
Full up!
cheap-!
The White Flame cut a straight line through Black Fang’s stomach as he got up on his feet.
Soon, the skin on his stomach cracked open and Blackfang’s intestines spilled out.
With that, the fight was over.
thud-!
“Oops.”
The knife almost drenched in Blackfang’s intestines and blood.
As soon as he backed away, his huge body thumped in the place where the knife was! and fell down
***
“I don’t know if he was bluffing. Or will you really hunt the chief canine puma?”
Seamus waiting for the knife with Rodim.
There was confusion and nervousness on his face.
It was Seamus himself who brought and introduced the knife, so if the knife didn’t come back, Seamus was also responsible.
“You won’t be able to come?”
the chief’s words.
At that time, the small Rodaim riding on Seamus’ shoulder shook his head.
It was the baby Rodaim that Carl had saved.
“You believe in the knife, yes, yes. That’s right.”
Seamus touched the cute baby Rodim’s chin.
A small smile crept across his lips.
But that smile was only for a moment.
No matter how much I thought about it, Carl’s action seemed impossible.
No, it was crazy.
‘The Puma boss who couldn’t win even though dozens of Rodim warriors flocked to him was only a human… … ?’
I haven’t seen it myself, but I’ve heard it.
His body is the size of a house, and he slaps his front paws and shatters even large rocks.
In addition, the leather is so thick and strong that it is said that it is difficult to shed even a single drop of blood with a decent weapon.
But Carl only carried a steel sword… … .
It was natural to be worried.
Enjoy-.
Giggik-!
Mess! Mess!
There was a commotion at the entrance of the village.
The warriors around them quickly grabbed their weapons, wondering if the canine puma had invaded.
What appeared was not a puma.
“uh? Huh?!”
Seamus jumped up from his seat and quickly ran out.
towards someone who looks like that.
It was a knife.
“You are alive! You came back alive!”
A knife wrapped around a large tropical palm leaf.
The wide and long leaves were filled with yellow flowered medicinal herbs.
That wasn’t the end.
Carl was dragging something black and huge with a vine tied around his waist.
“Hey! Are you all right?! Where are you injured? huh?”
Seamus is delighted as if he were meeting his separated brother.
He scanned Carl’s body.
“Unbelievable… … ! You’re not hurt at all?! Besides, I’ve been looking for herbs!”
“Can you take some?”
“Oh, of course! of course! Come on, take this!”
Rodaim flocked to Seamus’ gesture.
Then, she quickly accepted the pile of yellow herbs that Carl had picked up.
Chuck-!
One of the rodaims cries vigorously, holding a herb high above its head.
It took an instant for the joy-filled cries of the Rodims to fill the village.
Enjoy! Enjoy!
“The Rodims are calling you a hero! hahahaha! How the hell do you get all these herbs… … No, more than that, how the hell did you beat the canine puma boss? They say he’s a huge monster? Talk to me!”
An excited Seamus grabs Carl by the shoulder and shakes him.
Then Carl glanced back.
It was aimed at the two large fangs of Blackfang that had been dragged along.
“just… … It was a fight worth winning.”
The empty scabbard hanging from the sword’s waist swayed.
Carl walked straight to the chief.
To receive an answer to the promise made with the chief.
Seamus, who was looking at Carl’s back with an admiration on his face, said.
“He was a great priest… … .”