《Forging his own destiny》Chapter 115
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May the curse of eternal diarrhea fall upon HolyPriest and No-One-Special, cuz their sweet words pushed me into insanity to write once again… be damned! (ED: Best curse yet.)
Edited by: KenChi死
“Be careful Niardo…” The wolf summoned by the cat-men said “… this man has a strong smell. He reeks of hell.” “You who dwell in the shadows of the nigh…” I began my preparations
“Heed my call, as I would say unleash your spite,
Upon all of them who stand in my way,
For I am the one who keeps evil at bay,
Raise from your slumber to walk in the light
For I gave my command: let’s start a blight.”
Sebastian came out from mass of darkness that surrounded me and flew high in the air, Remus, Gilbert and Walter followed him. Kaito moved to me and started rubbing his head over my side. I missed you too…
Summoning Greg took the longest, as his massive body simply needed to be materialized.
“Maa…ster… daaan…ger?”
The poor creature spoken it’s most primal need – to care for my safety. I am a bit sorry for him. But I don’t have much time to contemplate over sorrow this creature feels. I have a bug to crush.
The look on their faces was exactly what I wanted to see
~ Yes… YES! Look at me! Just like that! With terror! With fear! With Respect! Bask in my glory! You are nothing before me! Whatever you do, I can do better!
“This is a joke, isn’t it? Some illusion?” “I am afraid they are not.” The wolf said once again “I can sense them. They are like me, but are not like us. He is truly an outstanding individual, it is such a shame that he surrounded himself with Corruption.”
Are we done talking yet?
“Kitty, I have better things to do than bully the weak. Apologize and walk away so we can finish this farce…”
Don’t go away… Now as I am pissed I wouldn’t mind relieving my stress and I need a punching bag… hm? The part that I am not a bully? Well, I am a hypocrite so don’t mind me.
Kitty clenched his teeth.
“I value quality over quantity! Your petty birds won’t stand a chance against my followers! I won’t back down!”
Idiot. You, dear sir, are an idiot. That’s perfect. Thank you.
“Attack whenever you are ready…” I said standing in front of Greg allowing him to cover me with two of his many branch-arms “… but just so you know, you won’t be able to successfully land a blow.”
Sebastian and Walter rushed at the eagle, Remus sat on the Greg and Gilbert on my shoulder in that time Kaito jumped at the talking wolf, the differences in theirs sizes was ridiculous, for a Warg was over two, almost three times bigger. The bear charged at me and Greg trying to make some kind of opening.
The fight in the sky was one-sided, in the end number does matter. One of the ravens took the role of bait, irritating the eagle, disturbing its movement, messing up its trajectory of flight even if it had to slam its own body into his opponent, at the same time the other one kept scratching and pecking obstinately. It was nothing but a matter of time till the eagle collapsed.
On the other hand duel of wolves was far more balanced, apparently the whitish-bluish wolf possessed insane agility and kept dodging skillfully every single attack from Kaito
“Majah! How are you doing?” Kitty yelled to his wolf “That beast, pardon my words, is one huge pain in the ass! His fur is to thick! I can’t bite through it! All I can do is to buy you some time!” “Can you help the others?” “Impossible! Even if I would gave some assistance to the Eagle, that Warg would jump on Margarh! And he would not shake it from his back!”
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I got carried away a little, the beat rushed at me, but was stopped but Greg. The beast started to thrash in madness ripping pieces of wood from Greg
“Does it hurt you Greg?”
If it does I would have to intervene..
“No… This body… is unable of… feeling… any…thing…”
That’s good… wait… it’s not good either! Damn, poor being!
I used Nature Manipulation – accelerated growth to quickly replace the bark on Greg’s body. We will see what happens first – would Bear lose its strength or I would ran out of mana? Let me just say, I have lots of mana. And each blow that Greg would land is definitely not going to improve the beats condition.
Cat-man started casting magic by himself. I saw him gathering magic in his hands.
Nice fire you have there. Would be shame if some other fire mage would mess with it, would it?
“Oh, fiery spirits that dwell in ones heart,
Find your peace, laying within my palms…”
I heard his chant
“Spirits of flame, Answer the call,
Release your madness, and burn it all…”
I began weaving counter-spells. The effect could be seen immediately. The flames that were stabilizing in cat-man’s palm started raging. Destabilization was only a matter of time. If he would start calming the fire I started enraging it, if he would reduce its power I was adding my own.
Our wolves are having a draw-match, so was my treant and his beer. But I was overwhelming his magic and my birdies were slowly bleeding out his eagle. All I need to do is to hold him occupied. Soon Sebastian and Walter will be done and help Kaito. Then they will help me. I could finish him earlier… But where is the fun?! SEE HOW HOPELESS YOU ARE! SEE THAT THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO!
… crap. I lost my shit again. I pushed too much power and forgot to keep myself focus, which made the small ball explode. But because of the lack of already mentioned focus he managed to redirect most of the power from explosion leaving him only with blackened fingers.
Bad Zari. Zaris are not suppose to lose their focus in the battle! Zaries won many duels with stronger opponents thanks to angering them. Bad Zari will have to write “I will never again lose my shit during the battle” 100 times! That will teach that foolish Zari!
“Damn you!”
He stopped chanting and simply start unleashing dozens of fireballs, one after another. It drastically reduced it powers but he gained time.
I in turn have stopped them in the mid air, empower and turn them back. Not all of them, but I had a living-shield and he didn’t feel pain. If he would launch 10, I could shot back at him 5 and neutralized 2 more. I would be hit by three weak and even those would be stopped by Greg, he would be hit by 5. And as I would take initiative he would be forced to take a step back! One after another…
But again? Where is fun in doing so?
Fast POV change/ a while before [Daralon]
Some small explosion could be heard and felt from a not so distanced place.
“What’s going on!?...” one of students panicked “… did someone trigger traps?” “No, fret not…” Archmage Andalas calmed them down “… the adventurers are simply getting along. This was the real reason I took all of you to the side. When adventurers from different branches would gather on the same quest, they would start offending each another. This would lead to a quarrel and the quarrel would lead to a duel… or something likea tavern brawl in worse cases. I have lived long enough. I survived many quests with many adventurers. This happen… 100 percent of times… or maybe… do I remember one day when there was no such thi… no, I was wrong. Just like I said. 100 percent. “
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Hm? This wonderful smell of mana, this fire filled with small doses of chaos. This aggressive structure… Oh, Zari… You simply can’t NOT get involved, can you? If there is the smallest chance, if there is even slimmest possibility that you would get yourself involved… it mean that you DEFINITELY will get involved! Haha! That is why you are so interesting…
I got up from my seat and started heading back to the campfire.
“Hm? Mister Daralon where are you going?”
One of the professors asked me.
Does this idiot know, that curiosity is the first step to the hell’s gate? AND I AM A BLOODY DOORMAN! I SO FUCKING HATE ALL THOSE PESKY INQUISITIVE ASSHOLE THAT ARE SIMPLY PUSHING THEIR DAMNED NOSES INTO BUSINESSES THAT IS OUT OF THEIR LEAGUE! Ah, how far more beautiful you would look with your face twisted in pain?! With your eyes pooping out, with your chest opened and ribs turned in different directions!? Just imaging him in this delightful agony is enough to cease my pain a little…
Hm… my brain is itching… This is bad. Usually when my brain is itching people die… Hm? When was my last homicide? Could it be… I skipped a dose?! This is seriously bad! Fuck! Damn! Shit! Bananas! Good grief! I need to talk with Capitan Morgan! He is the only guy that can calm me down! I am always traveling with him! It is so much convenient that he is only a head! In other case transporting him could be difficult… He should be in a red bag! Yes! If we won’t travel in his favorite red bag he would yell and complain and bitch all day long driving me insane… Red bag…. Red bag… he is in q red bag!....
I left said red bag in the capital… on my bed….
FUUUUUUUCK!
I left him on my bed to not forgot about him… I am useless… I am a disgrace to the family… Um, well, I have killed every single member of it so I could have full access to its wealth, so it doesn’t really matters….
What was I thinking abou… ah yes, Itching brain and lack of Morgan… so what was I suppose to do now… ah yes – fall into an oblivion of despair and suffering…
…
…
… FUUUUUCK!
I turned back to that annoying professor with a desire to kill, I opened my mouth and…
“Hm? Ah! Just for a walk! I though it may be interesting to see the battle, one way to entertain myself before we start the exploration.”
I said with a smile so bright that it could overshadow even the glory of Luxia.
“Ah, checking the skills of those who are suppose to protect us? Well, as long as we are with you, we are completely safe!”
… you are trapped inside the cage with a hungry lion, you smack him on the nose, open his mouth, put year head inside and say that you have never felt safer?
And they call me crazy… he is delusional.
But I have to be nice. For now. Let’s see how Zari is doing. Maybe if he would humiliate somebody else in front of me my mood would get better…
… That sound bad… Almost as if I was some kind of villain… Wait, could it be, that I am evil?!
POV back
His mana pool was bigger than mine, but he was using his magic, chaotically wasting it left and right.
I allowed myself to use this time to play a little with my obtained not so long ago partial dual casting.
Why partial? True dual casting means that you can use two spells at the same time without making one of them weaker. If I would cast in same time two fire balls with power at level 100, and my dual wielding would be lacking skills, instead of 100-100 I could make something like 60-60. Exactly that happened now.
What I was doing now was using fire magic to repel the kitty’s attacks, and play with the nature around. We were standing on the earth, earth is source of nutrition for plants and plants can occasionally slap your enemy. Pretty convenient plant, don’t you think? Oh, I could use it to bind him, but… you probably know it already… where is the fun?!
A small vine came from the ground behind cat-man. It slowly get closer and closer to its prey… as it was close enough… it poked him twice on the shoulder.
Shocked the kitty turned around, as soon as he did, the vine took a small distant and slapped him on the check leaving red mark on his face.
Ouch! That must have hurt. Not the body – his pride.
“Stop fucking playing with me!” “Make me stop. Try forcing me to be serious. For now I haven’t even used any offensive magic.” “You asshole… Don’t look down… upon… those that have… beast within!” “Majah! Margarh! Mat’hok! Controlled possession!”
The eagle that was about to vanish, the wolf that kept jumping from side to side and the giant beer stopped for a second, and vanished. No, not vanished – they destroyed their material structure and floated in the air as bluish spirits. Then they quickly rushed at Kitty and vanished into its body. His feral traits became much more visible, his fang got sharper, his skin turned slightly reddish, and his eyes burst with a powerful blue glow.
“Our rage…” he… they said, with a voice made of four creatures, both high and low, both squealing and barking “… is beyond control! You will not laugh upon a child of savage nature! Be gone! You who put your faith in the corrupted spirits!”
He bolted at me. He was fast. Far too fast. He avoided a nose-diving attack from the ravens, he dodged under a swipe of Kaito and was getting closer and closer. Greg started tightening his protective grasp over me, trying to create something like a cage around me. But I already knew that he won’t do it in time. Yet I didn’t move an inch, bah, I even smiled ironically.
This made him speed up even more. He managed to get inside of Greg embrace, his claws were sharp and long
All he wanted was a one strike. To prove his value.
His thrust his clawed hand at my head. Those pointy-edgy tools of death were getting closer and closer to my eye.
But in the moment when they were supposed to pick my eyes of…
I vanished.
“I will laugh upon every-fucking-one I want.”
I said standing outside of Greg’s grasp looking as branches were tightening all over his body holding him in an iron grip.
“It’s remarkably funny how every single person is getting fooled by the smallest illusion...” I said while pointing with my head at Remus that still was sitting on Greg “.. thank again little one. You saved me again.”
I was answered with a happy chirp.
You have won [Duel for Honor]Exp obtained [100]Battle outcome- You have proven your worth CHA [+2]
- You have shown bad behavior and mocked your enemy CHA [-2]
… tsh. Here comes nothing…
The kitty was still struggling inside
“Why… couldn’t you just finish me faster? You bloody asshole!” “I gave you the opportunity to learn you idiot…” I lied once again “… I gave you an opening, I wanted to show you new ways of attacking, of alternative ways of using your powers… But you kept hitting the wall with your head and hoped that you could break it.” “What the hell do you mean?” “You saw that I let a few fireballs pass. Instead of attacking me, you should focus on this big guy…” I pointed at Greg “…he is made of wood, you genius, even if he feels no pain the material will react and he would lose lots of his battle potential. I would have to cease the fire and lower my guard. Then your beer would make an opening and you could attack. But of course you didn’t think about it, do you?”
I lieeeed! I had an answer even for that, but let me look like a wise sensei, pretty please… I had my relief and now I simply didn’t want every single one of them to hate me…
Hm? Is this evil? When the hell did I admit that I am a good guy?!
I unsummoned all of my familiars except for Sebastian that landed on my shoulder, then I walked back to my team
“See sis? Told ya! If I would find myself in need of protecting my good name I would do that myself!”
I said with an innocent confidence… But once again… we don’t want to fight with her now, and she is just on the riiiight way to demand a duel. So I have to say a few more words to make her abandon those thought
“B…But thank you… I guess.. W…would it be okay, if I would rely on you from time to time?”
… Your blush skill leveled up, Blush is now level 9…. Would be funny to get something like that, that could solve a few things…
Okay, I will use what happened here a few more times on this little quest to annoy that bloody tiger…
… Hm, wait…I used to think that bullying and tormenting would not please me… when the hell did it change!?
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