87 – Finding the Skull (4)
After hearing Rose’s voice, Seiji slowly turned her head towards her and asked back with an emotionless face.
“I guess you don’t know how to have a conversation?”
“What? “Why can’t I have a conversation?”
Then Rose got upset and stood up from her seat with both hands on her waist.
“I didn’t even talk to you or ask you, but you answered me. That’s why I asked. “It seems like you don’t know the basics of conversation.”
Sage did not back away from Rose, but instead looked at her and spoke clearly.
“That’s because you say strange things!”
“Why does it sound strange?”
“I told you my baby disappeared. “That sounds strange, so is it normal?”
“X calls me mom, and Camel calls me dad. So, I call X baby and match it to the beat. “Is this strange?”
“That’s the strangest thing! “Why is he calling you that?”
“X grew up without her parents at an age when she was longing for their affection. Isn’t it strange for her to give a little something to a child like that? Carmel, isn’t it?”
Seiji turned her head towards me and spoke, and I, who was dumbfounded by her bloody conversation, glanced at Rose, who seemed very angry, and answered.
“I don’t think that’s what’s important.”
“Then what’s important?”
Then Rose got upset, and when I saw that, I sighed and continued speaking.
“Professor, I heard your nephew disappeared. First, we have to find the child. Seiji, did you tell Professor Dian?”
“Not yet.”
Without knowing Rose, Sage pretended to ask while looking at her from the corner of her eye, and Sage, who understood this, answered with her expressionless face.
“I’ll be looking for you first, so you can go see Professor Dian.”
“I understand.”
I sent Seiji off first and quietly whispered to Rose.
“Rose. “The situation is a bit off, so let’s talk about it later.”
“That…”
“Huh?”
“I’m sorry… It wasn’t a situation where I could be sensitive…”
I know.
I almost answered like that, but I had a hard time holding back, patted Rose’s shoulder with the palm of her hand, told her it was okay, and then started walking towards her.
Towards the source of the tracking magic planted in Tweet.
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The day I first brought Tweet home, I placed a tracking spell on Tweet for several reasons, the biggest reason being possessiveness.
‘This bird is now mine.’
If the tweeter that belongs to me runs away, I will catch him again.
And in case someone steals my property, Tweet, I want to get it back.
“How dare you touch my property?”
The more I think about it, the angrier I get. Not only did that skeleton steal my orb, he also stole my future ride.
This is my first time in my life. I can’t believe I, who is so possessive, gets robbed. And twice in a row.
“I will separate the bones jointly.”
As I was crossing the forest north of Adenia following the tracking spell, I gritted my teeth and made a promise.
Now it doesn’t matter whether that skeleton is my enemy or not.
He touched my things and made fun of me.
So even if I had a conversation with that guy who I thought was not an enemy, it would have to be after I had paid the full price for touching my things.
Thinking like that, how long did you walk?
The energy of tracking magic is felt at a short distance, and a shabby log house begins to appear in the field of vision.
-Squeak.
I opened the door of the house and entered.
I thought it would be dark, but the magic lights were newly installed, so the inside of the house was surprisingly bright.
Except for the magic lantern, it was a very shabby scenery.
Old desk, worn sofa, withered wooden ceiling.
And.
“Tweet? Tweet!”
-Rat, rattle.
A tweet is vigorously rolling a fancy treadmill in a large cage.
I immediately checked the status of Tweet.
“You’ve gained a lot of weight…”
I was worried inside.
Contrary to my worries, Tweet was in good condition and even seemed happy.
What on earth did I eat and how much did I eat? Looking at the puffy cheeks and the cheese stains on the beak, I realized that I was a fool for worrying.
“Anyway…”
Then I saw something, grabbed my throbbing head and opened my mouth.
“Why are you doing this, Senior Randel?”
It was absurd. When I sent it to retrieve the stolen items, the person in question was actually tearing up beef jerky for Tweet, with his ankles shackled.
“···That’s how it happened.”
Do you know how shameful it is? Randel avoided my gaze and lowered her head.
“Ha, where did that skeleton go?”
When I asked Randel as I approached him to take off his shackles, he lifted his head up and answered.
“Up.”
“Hello?”
At the same time, a voice suddenly came from above me.
When I looked up, the skeleton hanging from the ceiling beam was greeting me and throwing a dagger.
-Kwasik!
I reflexively took a step back. The dagger thrown by the skeleton sinks deep into the floor and makes a bloody sound.
-Tak.
While I was dodging the dagger, the skeleton that landed in front of Randel started talking to me.
“Our junior needs to reflect on himself.”
“Reflection?”
“Because of you, other people… No, birds and people have been caught by me.”
The skeleton grinned as he put the dagger to Randel’s neck.
“I think it would be best to get rid of that hand.”
When I saw that, I raised my mana and looked at the skeleton as if I was going to kill it.
I planned to cut him off as soon as he moved his hand… No, the bone holding the dagger even a little.
“I understand.”
However, contrary to my expectations, the skeleton shrugged his shoulders and then fell away from Randel.
“You don’t know what the situation is right now, do you?”
What is so enjoyable? The skeleton asked me, rattling the bones around its mouth incessantly.
“You look very curious.”
“···.”
“Are you here to retrieve the beads and bluebird that were mine?”
As I stared at him without answering, the skeleton offered me two daggers in both hands.
“Let’s do it like this. If you defeat me, I will give you my beads and the bluebird.”
“Hey, it was originally mine.”
“Then what about that pretty-looking guy?”
As I frowned and got angry, the skeleton nodded at Randel and asked me another question.
“That’s a bit…”
“I feel a little sad about that from my senior…”
So I answered honestly.
When I turned my head to the sound of a stern voice, I saw Randel with a really sad expression.
No, why are you sulking there?
“What if I can’t subdue it?”
“It’s highly likely, but… um… what should I do?”
When I asked in a cold voice, the skeleton put his hand bone against his jaw bone in contemplation, and soon broke his finger bone.
“Let’s do it like this. “I will take whatever you have.”
“What do I have?”
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“Your wife.”
“What kind of nonsense is that?”
I, dumbfounded by the absurd sound, got angry and screamed, and the skeleton laughed sinisterly and rattled its bones.
“Don’t act like a fool. Isn’t that bluebird the child born to you and your wife? “What a hypocrite.”
“You crazy skeleton. “So you’re saying I’m a bird?”
“He’s a kid. “A playboy who harasses innocent women on a false basis.”
“When will I!”
I was about to rush to the skeleton, enraged by the speech method that made no sense at all.
“There seemed to be four women that I saw alone… I’m curious. “How would Daphne react if she found out about this?”
My body froze at the words the skeleton spoke.
Did you find that interesting?
The skeleton smiled evilly and continued talking.
“hahahaha, it looks like our junior is also scared of Daphne. “When you see his face suddenly becomes reflective.”
“···Do you know Master?”
I was clearly angry and in a state of anger.
Perhaps it was because it had been a while since I heard Master’s name, and an honorific word slipped out of my lips reflexively.
“I don’t know. We’ve known each other for a very long time. In addition, I also know that our junior ignored Daphne and secretly ran away. Lol.”
“That doesn’t mean…”
“Yes. Daphne is desperately looking for our junior.”
“Ah.”
When I heard the skeleton’s words, the thought stopped.
Only one sentence became an echo in my head, constantly ringing the alarm bell.
f*cked.
“Now, look at this.”
As I was saying that, the skeleton took out a communication tool from its robe and waved it at me, laughing unpleasantly again.
“What will happen if I infuse mana into this?”
“···.”
“You look like you understand better than anyone else. Great. Then let’s do it like this. “If you defeat me…”
The skeleton’s story did not continue any longer.
Why?
-Bwak!
Because the alarm bell ringing in my head made me turn around and start swinging my fist.
-Tuk.
“Uh…”
Did he not expect me to be like this?
The skeleton, whose skull fell to the ground, smiled awkwardly and said.
“Junior, since I got hit in the bone, can you just attach the skull to the body?”