《I Was Reincarnated as Someone's Mana??》Chapter Fifteen: Boss Wolololf!
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The cave opened up into a large cavity, around five meters high and ten meters broad, in a circular shape. The cavity was filled with a dussin or so red wolves, one of which was at least twice the size of the rest.
In a corner of the cave-in-a-cave, two familiar wolves were fighting roughly.
Fuck him up.
The other red wolves in the cave all looked at me, either in curiosity or in surprise, which tells me that they were either expecting me or were completely taken by surprise at my arrival.
The two in the corner continued to fight, despite my arrival.
Hmm.
If all these gang up on me…
It’d be a problem, right?
I wonder if I can run away with Allan quickly enough…
“GRAU.”
The big wolf barked loudly and deeply. Like a real man(wolf?).
The two wolves in the corner stopped fighting.
Oho?
What an alpha!
He looked me up and down.
If they all went wololo and looked real cute…
Could I still defend myself?...
Very good question.
Probably not.
But that won’t stop me from tryi-, wait, what’s he doing?
The big red wolf looked me up and down before coming a bit closer, his sharp eyes staring daggers into me.
“Gruff. Ruff ruff ruff. Wolo. Woof.”
...I see.
Yes, I agree.
I nodded.
Because of course I did.
“Woof!”
The big red wolf came a bit closer before parting his legs a bit, and I could literally see him clenching every muscle in his oversized body. He must be at least twice my size, geez…
...Wait.
Does he want us to fight?...
Hey hey hey man, I ain’t suicidal. Ain’t ever even thought about it! You think I’ll just lie down now??
“Gruff.”
…
...Alright then.
I see how it is.
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Twoey.
“Come on and give me some grub~”
Twoey! Stop singing and get ready!!
“It’s suppertime?”
Sure whatever!
…
Can knives smile?...
I’m asking for a friend, of course.
Alright, come at me you oversized teddybear!!
“Gruff!!”
Surprisingly, unlike the other red wolves, this one actually jumped from side to side, most likely to confuse me.
But I don’t get confused easily!
I just start monologing real easy…
Like that time ive years ago when I tried to bake a cake but dropped the flour-,
“Gruff!!”
FUCK-,
HOLY-,
He took my arm!!!!
My whole left arm!!!!!!!
Fucking chow!!!!!!!!!
- You have lost 30 mana. -
Sure whatever!!!
This guy is dead!!!!!
I swing the knife in his general direction, but as I soon find, despite his size, he is really quite agile.
He easily jumps out of the way, somehow also giving me a hard push in the chest with his hind-legs.
What are you, an acrobat?!
I know I’m off my scating insult game today, but bear with me!
At least I didn’t lose any more mana…
Alright.
You just come over here and I’ll stab you real good…
Or I just throw the knife right at ya!!!
*swoooosh*
*kling klang*
….I missed.
“Gruhuhu.”
D-, don’t laugh!
Twoey, please tell me you have some secret ability that can conveniently take out a three-meter long magical wolf.
“Da-doo”
...the heck does that mean?...
Alright.
I see how it is.
One arm, no weapon.
Just me against a three-meter wolf.
Normal day.
Or not!!
Pointing my remaining arm at the extremely confused wolf, I someone made a finger loosen at the same time as it caught fire.
And… shoot!!
Flaming bullet!!!
*Shwoooooosh!*
*Boom!*
*Tsss…*
...it didn’t even burn.
Why… why are you looking at me like that?
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Yes, that was my very best, what about it?!
Well, if you opinion of me is already so low, why don’t you let me even the playing field by letting me grab Twoey?
I mean, come on, I’m obviously going to die here anyways, so…
…
“Ruff…”
...Yoink!
Hahaha, get ready, ya poodle!
Stabbeti-stab!!
Stop dodging!
“Gruff.”
You’re not even trying anymore!
Alright, if you’re not even going to try fighting me, I’ll just get to you!
Huehuehuehue he won’t know what hit him!
As I walked at a quick pace towards his stationary body, I suddenly made my legs extend, which he didn’t expect in the lease, since he made a horrid grimace, but he barely understood what I’d done until I was right on top of his back.
Stabbeti!!
“Owoo!”
Hahahah! How d’ya like THEM apples??!
He started panicking, attempting to shake me right loose, but I just wouldn’t let go. Or, rather, Twoey just wouldn’t stop “having fun”...
Eventually, the wolf attempted the classical putting-out fires option of rolling on the ground.
Bad idea, since I just used the moment to crawl right on his stomach(not without great resistance from Twoey though) and stabbing Twoey right into the brilliantly shining orb.
For a second or so, whilst in his grasp, he scratched and clawed and bit at me, but after that moment was over, he slumped over.
- You have gained 67 mana and 37 exp from killing an Alpha Red Wolololf. You now have 140/70(+70) mana and 70/70 exp. You have leveled up to Lv.8. Mana storage has increased to 80(+80). -
Nice!
Alright, now about the rest of you all…
Huh? Oh, they’re gone? Very well then, not like I had anything good to do.
So, then, I guess, all I have to do is bring Allan inside-,
Wait.
What’s that tunnel over there?
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