The Mysterious Black Magician

"Eh? What for? Do you wish to change your physical body?"

He asked the wisp while scratching his face. It would be bad if the wisp was considering his Fire Dolls as something like clothes. In which the wisp could change it whenever it wanted.

The wisp replied hastily, "No, Mister…" 

Upon hearing it, he glanced at the wisp, waiting for the continuation of its words. It continued saying, "...I want to give it to my friend!"

"Your friend?" A frown happened on his face. (Ah, must be the bees with him.) Yman thought so. Then he opened his mouth and said: "But I don't think bees can do what you can, and I don't think they can use it the way you did.."

After saying it, question marks were floating above the wisp's head. The wisp seemed to be puzzled by his words. "No, it's not for them; it is for my other friend," the wisp told him in haste.

"....."

Yman went silent for a second before saying: "Oh, I see. Another wisp, huh," Yman muttered and pondered.

No need to guess about the kind of creature the wisp's friend was. Since the wisp seemed to know that aside from itself, the others could not possibly do the same thing as it did.

(But,)

A whisper came into his ears. <Partner, use it as the opportunity to make a good relationship with them. Maybe they could help us find the Stardust Magical Flower.> 

Yman pondered again.

'Hmm… you're right, my deity. That certainly is a good idea,' he replied to Sistela.

Stardust Magical Flower is a kind of flower that is mostly found in a condition below the starry skies and rich magical energy soil such as this mountain. In fact, such a place wasn't hard to find. So many people were able to gather it.

Last time when Yman browsed the online market, he saw some people selling it. But the authenticity and freshness together with the expensive cost made him uncertain to buy the items.

Although this kind of flower could be gathered easily, it was rated as a semi-rare flower. People could gather them in a said condition and mostly in a place near the river or lake. But the most troubling part of it, aside from the high demand from consumers, it also could only be gathered in selected months.

Fortunately, the current month was one of them. Another cons of it was that it didn't grow by bulk. This flower only grew in fewer numbers.

"I don't mind, really," he replied to the wisp. The wisp joyfully responded: "Thank you, Mister!"

Then he continued saying: "In exchange… if you happen to find the Stardust Magical Flower. Can you gather some for me?" 

"Stardust Magical Flower? Do you mean the Twinkling Flower?"

Yman smiled and nodded. Twinkling Flower was the other name for it.

"Okay, Mister!"

Not far from them.

The spiders finished off the entangled enemies using their fireballs.

Yman and the others noticed the three people they rescued, they were warily staring at the spiders.

He then called out both. The three people widened their eyes when the spiders obediently walked towards the young man. When they arrived beside him, the two immediately vanished.

"So it was his summon?" The younger looking youth out of the three, muttered in disbelief.

"Hey, bro, thanks for the help!" The younger youth shouted gratefully as they walked towards him. The three of them were from Raccoonmen race, one of the race of Demihumans.

"No, biggie," Yman replied in a calm voice.

(However,)

"Tsk, no need to thank him. We could defeat them either way without his help," a thin and tall Raccoonman snapped.

"Right!" A fat Raccoonman also agreed.

The younger Raccoonman knitted his brows. "No, senior, it was clear that those creatures could not be dealt by our spells."

"Shut up moron! It is because you didn't do your practice very well that your magic is useless against those pests. Pwe!" The fat raccoonman bellowed.

"Eh—!"

The young raccoonman fell silent in the fair that the senior student would be mad at him.

<Such ungrateful people!> Sistela grumbled. But aside to her partner, no one else could hear her as long as he wasn't permitting her to use the loudspeaker option.

<If not because of us, you are already crying while wetting your pants!> Yman didn't know what to think of with his Deity's remarks. It was what he was always talking about. It wasn't only applied to humans, but also to Demihumans.

Not all people have the same satisfaction as the others. Some were self-centered like the two in front of him. It was only to be expected as every person has different reasons and consequences in life.

The type of surrounding they grew up in, would greatly affect each individual's attitude.

He noticed the dissatisfaction from the two. Yman was tired of this kind of behaviour that others showed towards him. Unfortunately for them, he wasn't the old him who would fall silent in the corner at other's shout.

(Without a warning,)

Woosh!

"Wh-what—?"

"Ngh! What —is this!?"

"!!"

The two ungrateful Raccoon Men were looking at themselves, fell on their knees and unable to stand.

"Ugh! What the hell!" The thin and tall raccoon man bellowed.

A sudden pressure of invisible force poured onto them. They tried to struggle to get up but their struggle was in vain.

"A-an Intimidation!" Exclaimed the younger raccoon man.

"!!"

"Intimidation?!" Repeated the fat raccoon man.

"I-Impossible! How can he— Ngh!" said the thin and tall raccoon man. He could not believe the claim of the younger raccoon man. Intimidation spell wasn't easy to obtain.

Apparently, everyone had their own intimidation ability. But it was only effective against the weaker opponent. So mostly, only from Hegemon tier experts that this ability could be executed to the full extent.

And weirdly enough, the person in front of them doesn't have a strong magical energy. He wasn't even a False Path expert based on how they felt about him.

Although most of the experts could hide their real strength, the expert in front of them doesn't have the amount of magical energy equivalent to a Hegemon Expert.

"Heh!" They heard a scoff coming from him. They stared at the person in front of them. He was a white-haired Encan person, and was looking down at them!

The two senior raccoonmen knitted their brows.

"Brother no need to find trouble with yourself," said the younger raccoonman. He was afraid that the seniors would beat him to death. Even though they were from alchemy departments, senior students were still wielding higher magical energy compared to them newbies. So if they fought with their spells and skills. There was a higher chance that the senior students would win against lower grade students. 

Although it wasn't applied to experts who were born with great talent and a genius of their clans.

He tried to smooth the things, but then he noticed a thing. "H-How come the seniors couldn't do a thing?" Subconsciously muttered the younger raccoonman.

Not only him was bewildered by the situation. Even the two people who were under his spell were sweating profusely while trying to free themselves from the effect of intimidation m. However, it was futile. They were locked for good and couldn't move an inch.

The two knitted their brows, then they noticed his mouth opened slowly. "I see, it seems like... the two of you don't know how to spell the word 'thanks' properly. Or do you wish for me to teach you how to spill it?" He said in a cold and serious tone while his mouth maintained a smug smile.

He was tired of keeping up a good image for others to like him. And tired of hiding his inner evil that was built inside him from those days he was inside the facility. 

No one knew besides him of how hellish that place was. Everyday all he could see was the dark side of the world.

He grew numb against pain and had a fake version of himself. All for the sake of protecting himself.

A glint in his eyes and a smug on his face was deliberately surfacing. 

The two were puzzled as to why they could not break away from his spell. Then they froze while showing a scared look on their faces when they saw him walking towards them.

For some reason, their instinct screamed for danger out of a sudden when a strong killing intent briefly appeared from within his eyes.

"D-d-dammit—-!" 

"D-d-don't come near us!" 

The two stammered their words and screamed within their lungs.

With the intimidation he was using, the two raccoonmen were like wet chicks, waiting for the heaven's judgement. In truth, Yman's Intimidation ability wasn't on its full extent, thanks this weird place seemingly nerfed his power.

But it was enough to stale these two non combative students. 

Even the wisp and the younger raccoonman fell silent. Never would they imagine that this person was so dark! Though it was the fault of these two ungrateful dudes.

They saw him pick a dry branch on the ground. They wondered what he was planning to do. Then he pinched the tip of it and made it sharp.

Upon seeing it, a cold sensation was poured on their spines. A foreboding feeling rose within them.

"N-N-no, please bro, forgive us, it's our fault! Stop… what are you planning to do…" the fat raccoonman started saying things that were out of order.

On the contrary, "Dammit! Don't come to me! I will report you bastard!" The thin and tall raccoonman angrily shouted at him. But his back was sweating in fear.

Yman reached out his left hand and pinched the thin man's cheeks until he had no way to close his mouth.

They noticed the dry branch in his right hand enveloped by magical energy. They knew that he was using fortification ability.

He lifted it and aimed at the raccoonman's tongue. 

Everyone was stunned.