Novel Full Chapter 346 Oh, It's Brother (1)
Dozens, hundreds of legs.
Two antennae.
Steel-like serrated teeth.
Something my past life greatly feared.
And something that resembled a creature my reincarnated self loved.
‘That’s… a centipede!’
It was clearly a description that brought centipedes to mind.
“Sasasak!”
“A centipede?”
The pouched rat seemed to have never imagined that the monster they were describing was a centipede.
When I asked if there were any white centipedes living here, the pouched rat answered with a stupid expression.
“There’s no such thing… as a white centipede.”
Well, white centipedes probably aren’t commonly seen monsters.
The only white centipede I’ve seen is Bowingie.
I wonder how Bowingie is doing.
She’s probably living well with Centipede Mom and her siblings.
I really want to meet the three siblings again.
‘Could it be… Bowingie is the prophesied king…?’
Such a thought occurred.
And soon.
‘No way…’
I ended up snickering.
Bowingie being the prophesied king.
Though Bowingie is the only white centipede I know, there must be other white centipedes in this vast world.
And since monsters have such diverse appearances, it’s not guaranteed to be a centipede.
I buried the thought that briefly occurred as a joke.
‘…Hmm, no.’
This is too cliché.
Isn’t this the kind of thought process where naturally it should flow towards Bowingie actually being right?
Bowingie must be the prophesied king.
Maybe I should just think that way.
‘No…’
While I was wavering in thought like that, only one thing was certain.
I miss Bowingie!
As I was thinking that and about to leave.
“Where do you think, you’re running!”
The pouched rat shouted angrily and grabbed me.
‘Ah right.’
“Coward, snake! Hehe.”
‘I’m not running though?’
Running away, what misconception is this guy having?
“Catch it, catch it and beat it up.”
When the pouched rat commanded, various riffraff rushed in.
White rat. White dog, white anteater.
Are these even monsters?
“Keong!”
I swung my tail at the white dog charging in front.
There wasn’t even a need to use teeth.
「Using Tail Whip lv5」
Peok!
The dog flew doing somersaults in the air.
Monsters who still couldn’t assess the situation kept rushing in. Read new chapters at empire
I knock away the rats and dogs with my tail.
「Using Tail Whip lv5」
「Using Tail Whip lv5」
「Using Tail Whip lv5」
Consecutive sounds like beating a drum ring out.
I’m not exactly sure, but just my tail whip might have similar power to a boxer’s right hook.
Or maybe not!
Pupupuk!
As the rushing monsters kept flying into the air, the pouched rat’s expression also hardened.
It wasn’t just small ones that rushed in.
The anteater rushing in with its long sticky tongue out was quite threatening.
Of course, it wasn’t actually threatening.
I bit its tongue.
Hmm moist texture.
“Kwiiiik!”
When it tried to pull back its tongue in panic, I held firm by planting my tail in the ground.
“Kwiiiii!”
Only when its tongue was about to tear did the anteater kneel.
It was showing submission.
Good anteater.
Only then did I release its tongue.
The elastic tongue seemed to have stretched about 1.5 times its original length.
It stayed still with its limp tongue hanging out in a dazed pose.
As I was patting its head with my tail, the pouched rat caught my eye.
Now that it seemed to have grasped the situation, it was trying to run away.
‘Where do you think you’re running!’
“Uwa, a, ah!”
No matter how fast the pouched rat is, it won’t be faster than my leap.
「Using Heart-eating Leap lv8」
I didn’t make a bright red hole in its chest.
Instead I bit its back leg.
Though it struggled to escape, once bitten it was useless.
Although the pouched rat was several times bigger than me, the strength we could exert was different.
I imitated Hulk from an old movie I saw.
I slammed it left and right.
Puk, puk, puk.
‘I’m scared of brother, not you guys.’
Having led a large monster group in Shadow Forest, I know.
When subduing monsters that bare their teeth, you must do it thoroughly.
If not, monsters will keep coming at you endlessly.
Especially monsters with high enough intelligence to speak need caution.
Either they’ve evolved a lot to gain intelligence and speech.
Or they’re cunning ones who focused all their points on intelligence.
And the pouched rat was clearly the latter.
Regular monsters who are kind and speak well like Madam Gorilla are rare.
So how long should I punish it?
Instead of proper words, the pouched rat made sounds befitting a pouched rat.
“Jjik, jjijiit!”
Until it becomes like this.
The pouched rat lay flat on its back with a nosebleed.
I climbed on its belly and bared my fangs.
“Saak!”
“Sorry, I’m sorryy.”
You made a snake go through trouble when it would end up like this anyway.
Should I take a mana stone as compensation?
When I poked its chest with my tail, the pouched rat went into hysterics.
At the same time, I pondered.
Why was I looked down upon by such pathetic monsters?
Even though I became smaller through evolution, truly pathetic monsters avoided me on their own.
Gauging the opponent’s strength is a very important virtue in the wild.
Monsters who couldn’t do that would all have been eaten.
Did they forget their instincts from living in the zoo too long?
That could be it, but it doesn’t seem like that’s the only reason.
‘You said you were Raota’s subordinate.’
These guys have a leader.
And monsters with leaders tend to forget fear. That was definitely true in the great forest too.
But they didn’t rush in this recklessly…
‘Ah, it’s because I don’t have a group.’
Even if we belong to the same ‘White Teeth’, you can’t expect proper comradery from monsters.
It wasn’t for nothing that the lion picked ‘executives’ and ‘generals’.
Those executives all had their own subordinates.
Because the monsters here belonged to the zoo, food was abundant, and thus an environment impossible in the magic realm was created.
Instead of eating each other, forming groups, like a Warring States period!
In such a place, it’s natural that I would be looked down on going around alone.
‘I need to make a group.’
Something I’ve done once before.