The new world doesn’t possess any magical element. However, there does exist a certain, almost primitive, kind of energy…because we still aren’t able to send over our Necromancers, the nature of this energy cannot be analysed…at the same time, the possibility of errors cannot be ruled out…after all, the low level skeletons we sent over haven’t been there for too long themselves…
—An Invasion Report from the New World
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Just like that, the battle came to an abrupt end. Nola’s injuries weren’t as severe as they looked, or at the very least, they didn’t hinder her from crawling up to shore by herself.
“What happened just now?”
It was then that Sinmosa came galloping over with her husband and asked the same question I had asked Nola.
“It was the Nether Flames…once those sprites come into contact with Nether Flames, they will be forced to evolve. Those that can’t evolve will end up like that…” I solemnly answered: “In order for the sprites to control the Nether Flame, they have to at least be at the level of a Nine-stars. And that’s why it is basically a death sentence for them to encounter Nether Flames before meeting the requirements…”
“So that’s why.” Sinmosa nodded her head to show that she understood my explanation before posing another thought-worthy question. “Still, what are those sprites doing here then? I can understand why that fish would be here…but those two sprites were clearly in cahoots with that fish…don’t tell me they have a settlement nearby?”
The sprites were nomadic, that much we knew. Because of their destructive nature and lack of numbers, it was basically impossible for them to conquer any territory for themselves. Being elementals of part Fire, they needed Fire Elements to sustain themselves as well, just like the Fire Elementals.
In other words, wherever would be best for habitation would also be swarming with Fire Elementals and given their lack of numbers, there was no way for them to actually gain a foothold unless…
Unless a Fire Elemental settlement was destroyed…
Not too long ago, there was a Flame Devouring Fish invasion. Nola, however, mentioned that it had been already been suppressed. Yet if the sprites were to ally with the fishes…well, not like that was actually my business. Given my current strength, I couldn’t really afford to stick myself into an inter-race war. What was important now was to send off Nola, secure a food source and then research that golem production method.
“Sinmosa, we still aren’t strong enough now so let’s just leave it at that for now…”
The sprites were an extremely nimble race. Just based on that point alone, they were able to completely outclass the Abyssal Golems in a fight. Should we encounter too many sprites at once, I really couldn’t guarantee that we would win. Even if I was able to protect myself with Nether Flames, what about Mo Na? My little baby was just a normal loli-Devil. At the very most, she had an unreal level of aptitude in Undead magicks, but that was it. That only meant that she had potential to become strong, until that potential was realized, all that talk was pointless.
“Mhm, I get it.”
Perhaps it was just my imagination, but ever since I became a Fallen Angel, I noticed that Sinmosa had been acting a little strangely around me. Whenever she faced me, she seemed to address me more respectfully instead of just being a normal friend.
“Well then, you’ve already sent me this far. It’s time for me to return to my clan.”
Nola lowered her head and allowed me to touch her chin, which I did, with a sense of longing. “Nola, do you really have to go?”
“Your adventure has ended and my mission as well. I can’t stay beside you forever.” Perhaps it was because she was so close to me, but she seemed to have lowered her volume significantly so as not to blow me away with a breath. “Besides, as you are now, you don’t need my protection anymore.”
“…I understand.”
With her mind set, I knew there was no way for us to convince her otherwise. As they said, there was no party that lasted forever; some people would eventually leave you in the end.
Faced with her obstinance, my mind couldn’t help but drift to Mo Na…
‘Once she grows up, I bet she will meet that certain b****** who will whisk her away from me…and that’s why they say women aren’t lasting…curses, just thinking about some person laying his hands on my daughter just irks me. I don’t want her to marry…but I don’t to be that kind of father either…’
Realizing that we were about to part, Mo Na scooped up little Cinderel before flying up to Nola’s eye level. Even though she was basically as tiny as one of Nola’s eyes, and that it looked rather terrifying precisely because of that, Mo Na didn’t care about that at all.
“Big Salamander, will we meet again in the future?”
“Probably,” Said Nola, after pausing in thought for a second, seemingly not too sure herself. “I think…we will have the opportunity to meet in the future again.”
“Woof woof!~~”
Cinderel barked twice as if she was saying, “I’ll miss you.”
Nola smiled. “After I’m gone, you two had better listen to your parents. Don’t cause trouble for them.”
“Mo Na is the most obedient girl ever!”
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