#SPLLAASSH
Moritz turned his body quickly, and the huge tentacles hit Moritz's shield. In an instant the huge tentacles exploded spewing out a yellow liquid as if it were fresh blood.
#ssrrshh… NGGGIIIKKKKKKKK~!
The flower head writhed in pain and screamed.
As if unaffected by the force of the huge tentacles' whiplash, Moritz landed safely.
"Oh my gosh, it's almost got me thin... phew!" he said casually, wiping the sweat off his forehead.
However…
The flower head slowly closed….
Slowly…
Then it seems to grow...
Like a balloon inflated with oxygen…
(*”Watch out for there something coming!”*) Cockatrice warned Moritz from telepathy.
(You take care of that spirit woman too!)
“Terror roars!”
#hrrOARRRRR!!!!!
Moritz let out a huge roar that almost sounded like a bear roaring. A black radiation formed and spread out. Now Moritz's shield emitted black flames.
The tentacles are getting more and more, both big and small.
However…
#Pbuffpf… SHHEESSSSHHH!
The giant flower head emitted a hazy yellow gas that could make the leaves of the nearby fir trees shrivel.
One of the tentacles that was destroyed earlier seemed to have no meaning because it grew again and become two. All the tentacles were now ready to ambush Moritz.
Moritz immediately set the horses.
"Wow... the forest is getting damaged, duh?" Moritz said casually. Again is not like threatening him at all. His hands are now clasped. Moritz prepares to jump.
#Phewz!
Moritz shot lightning, and now soar right above the flower head. He was about to land a punch enveloped in black flames.
“YOU WANNA DIE, HUH!?”
The punch downwards split the air….
#Pssst…~
#BLUAARZZHH! BLAMMM!
Instantly making the flower head burst with yellow blood raining down on the forest. The punch ended up leaving black flames burning.
The tentacles of the thorns were broken, far away and scattered.
The black flames burned the remaining roots. Now the branch of the flower immediately shrank, the hanging cherries cracked dropping the host they were caged in.
About twenty bodies were about to fall…
So….
#Whoossh!
A creature as big as a dragon quickly came to catch the bodies. Then landed in front of Moritz.
"Nothing is lacking, right?" asked Moritz of the dragon like size creature.
“Failing a mission only brings shame to my parents and ancestors!” His voice was deep and full of charisma, like when he spoke telepathically with Moritz.
The dragon-size like creature lowered its chicken head. Then Moritz got on and lowered one by one body.
“Hm… eight spirit races, five of which are the Rokurokubi and two of the umbrella ghosts. Two beastrians, three dryads, three elves, one moldrin, and….”
(Are they Mrs Faegwyn's daughters? Why did Mrs Faegwyn call them comrades in the first place? I dunno….)
Moritz was also surprised to see that one of the driads who had fainted was an acquaintance of his.
“Miss Pretty? Come here! It's safe, really!"
“Hiiiiiiii!” Cockatrice's loud voice scared Mira. He came out from behind a tree, while walking small with her body trembling. Her head looked up at the huge Cockatrice, her heart felt like it was about to faint.
However…
“Darlingss! Uwaaaaa!” She quickly quickened her pace and embraced the three fainted rokurokubi with emotion. Her tears were enough to make her friend's furisode wet.
“Oh my… what a crybaby…,” Cockatrice her, blowing out a breath from its large nose.
“Sileeeenntt naughty bird! I I…. Auuggwgwggw!” Mira couldn't say any more because of her emotion.
***
Now Moritz was casting two healing spells, one specifically for the spirit race. After that the victims were asked to lean on the Cockatrice's body. Cockatrice put up his Dark Corrosive Barrier.
Now the victims are conscious, although a little limp.
Moritz had also used teleportation magic to retrieve some medicines and food from his house. That's because some of them have a fever, cough, or even vomit.
No half-hearted, even Moritz brought a jumbo pot with ingredients for making soup porridge. According to him, this is an effective step to support first aid.
Mira, who is actually a forest monster, helps treat the victims. Assisted by three other friends, the Rokurokubis, as well as the umbrella ghost that Moritz ordered them to watch from the height of a fir tree.
“Mira, I'm a little curious about this…. Actually, why are monsters… helping? Aren't you guys a bit like a shell dog or a grizzly wolf?” Moritz asked as he stirred the soup.
“Eehhhh? Y-you… equating us with them? T-that's a bit too much, Mr. Moritz!”
“Hey, hey, I was just asking, you know….”
"Hm ... of course not the same!" Cockatrice replied. “Wolves and dogs are just stupid beasts! But Mira and these angels…”
"That’s it! There he is! Correct! Uh-huh! Carry on, reptile bird!” Mira gave a small nod of satisfaction, while feeding porridge to one of the victims.
“Oh that's right! Why don't they open a prostitution service?”
Moritz, who was slurping the soup into his mouth, immediately sprayed.
“That's right~ eh?” Mira added angrily. “OF COURSE NOT! ARE YOU STUPID BIRD!?”
“Look!, even we like this, we are not just looking for a partner. Even if it's a forest monster, blablablablabla….”
#Hoaammzz!
"I'm sleepy, please wake me up if you want to go,"
“Stupid bird! Listen to my words first blablabla”
Unfortunately Mira's nagging only made Cockatrice sleepy.
.
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***
The sun is now starting to rise. The light was starting to reach the pirn forest, at least where Moritz stood.
All the victims who fell asleep after taking the medicine, now woke up with the light. They were initially shocked to see three rokurokubi monsters and two umbrella ghosts approaching. But Moritz soon straightened the matter out. And Cockatrice… still in its massive form.
“They are… Ah! Mira, who is wearing white furisode, and purple furisode, her name is Angy, red furisode is Rinri, orange furisode is Arial.. Em… and… two umbrella ghosts. The white umbrella's name is Perth and the blue one is Pru…"
(Ah… why does this feels weird huh…?)
Even though Moritz introduced them kindly, the victims were still horrified and somewhat scared. Moreover, Rokurokubi have sharp teeth when smiling.
“Bihice, can I ask you a favor?”
“Understood, milord!”
She cast a thought magic. She opens access to her ability to understand the language of monsters, to the thoughts of the victims. After that, Bihice asked four rokurokubi and two umbrella ghosts to speak as usual.
Bihice, a dryad whose appearance is quite different from her friends. Her shoulder-length bluish-black hair with small bangs parting her nose. Of course, because she is a dryad, there are leaves around her hair. Her face face is rather flat expression and usually quiet. But the clothes that Bihice wore were like urban people. Black one piece tight dress with a fleece scarf.
Bihice is the only dryad who is very loyal to Moritz. Wanting to return the favor, Bihice becomes Moritz's subordinate as a spy in any forest. What is clear, Dryad can open a portal to any forest as long as there are trees.
The Rokurokubi and the two umbrella ghosts, said that they had no intention of interfering this time. Precisely because of the same problem. Both are disturbing the pirn forest for the benefit of both parties, for now they suggest working together.
The victims understand that and try to agree just this one time. Only this time, the survivors and the monsters side by side.
“Milord, someone wants to talk to you,”
“O-oh….” Moritz put a glass of tea on the ground.
(It's about time huh?)
“Excuse me, Mr. Moritz! Introducing, I am Queen of Moldrin who oversees the pirn forest and vaughtort forest, Thessalia.” She bowed before Moritz.
Although a natural race, Moldrins are quite different from dryads, elves and dark elves. It has half dryad-like skin and the rest is tree bark. She wears a crown of golden rhododenrons, a circlet of moldrin faces, and short green hair. Both of their eyes emitted a green light.
They don't have a different appearance. They live and keep balance in the forest. All moldrins are women. Around the moldrin's body there are tree branches with leaves and sometimes some that bear fruit.
In short, it can be concluded that the moldrins are a half dryad tree race. They are a very strong special race. As well as tend to use the brain before refusing firmly and then use its power.
(Eh, queen? Oh….)
Also Moritz…
(EHHHHHHHH!!!!???? QU-QUEEN?!!)
Moritz was shocked and made the queen of moldrin sit next to him.
“R-r-relax, Queen Thessalia.” Moritz bit nervously while offering other food he had. “U-u-um… um… I-if you want… I-can I prepare grilled meat? A-or maybe you like fish – fish? O-or salad, fruit and vegetables are-are there?” Causing so much nervous that makes Moritz's voice fell apart. Moritz was embarrassed.
The Moldrin queen chuckled. “The news about your magnanimous attitude from the Moldrins is not wrong. I am flattered. But I will only discuss the important things."
“A-a-ah…! I-I can chat anytime, really! Ahahahaha! B-but… I also Mu-Mus-must… give… you s-s-something? I-It won't take long, really! I'm a good cook?!”
Because Moritz asked, the Queen of Moldrin finally accepted his offer. Thessalia chooses a vegetable and fruit salad. Moritz used his teleportation magic to retrieve more materials and then returned.
Moritz… he did his best to make the most delicious salads. Of course, Strawberry Mutant is one of the ingredients.
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