Chapter 43
Hidden Monsters (II)
Light, or whatever her na is, wasn't much of a talker.
She wasn't much of anything, really; for the remainder of the day, she stayed in the corner, whipping books out one after another (she got that fancy spatial ring, the brat!), and just reading them in silence.
Dai Xiu tried to strike up a conversation only to be t with, well, silence. The three-foot-long devil didn't even 'ignore' her; it was more that she seed to exist in a different reality, one divorced from our own.
"... Master," Long Tao walked up to monts after noting the newcor.
"Don't."
"You pick up the strangest things," he said.
"Goddammit, I didn't even pick up this one!" I vented. "She was forced onto !"
"Just so you know--"
"--nope. I don't want to know anything," I quickly interrupted; I knew, but I didn't want it known that I know, you know? Aah. "Go, go cultivate or sothing."
"..." The old monster eyed with bemusent for a mont before shrugging and walking away.
... I didn't ask for this, okay?
First off, dear, beloved Sect Master--there is no way in all the living hells that you don't know who this girl is. And not only did you take her in, but you now stiffed with her?
Screw you, okay! I will never say it out loud because I'm extrely terrified of you, but screw you big ti.
Demonic Cultivators, as you can imagine, are abhorred in this world. They are considered worse than demonic beasts, even. It's a long-held belief, persisting across countless generations, and a war that continues to this day.
As you can imagine, since their de facto 'princess' is here with , the Demonic side is very much on the losing end of things. They are struggling mightily, at least in this corner of the world.
This now tells a few things: that strange anxiety I felt toward the Sect Master? Yeah, that wasn't just your normal anxiety; that was probably that stupid talent or trait of mine reacting to the Demonic Qi or energy or whatever in him.
So, yeah, our vaunted, hallowed, well-respected Spirit Sage is actually a Demonic Cultivator, and he has with him a potential harbinger of doom, and now I'm in charge of raising that harbinger... How does any of this make any sense?!
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Encountering Long Tao just as I ca here? Okay, fine, maybe it was just your average roll of a dice--coincidences like that happen. Dai Xiu? Fine, you could say that it was probably the system in so capacity helping , or maybe it was fate, or, yet again, it was just dumb luck.
But the second old monster and now the demon princess?
Nuh-uh.
This ain't no luck. This is the world slowly cranking its difficulty up from 'Novice' to 'You better lube up, asshat', and, and--haah.
Forget it, forget it.
As far as Lu Qi would know, she's just so random cute (if remarkably cold) girl with even less respect toward Elders than Long Tao.
She was probably sent over to just to spy on , anyway, and report to the Spirit Sage if she notices anything strange. So, if I behave super weirdly around her and let them know that I know, then they'd know that I know, and the whole lens of knowing would fall apart, you know?
So, I'll just do what I need to do best now: pretend to be a dumb oaf unaware of anything. Yes, there are now three supre monsters living here with and another potential monster, and yes, I am the sun around which they orbit, but--pshaw, these are my buses. Just be dumb, give them arts on occasion, and comply with every damned demand that they will ever have.
Haah.
I've been sighing a lot, I noticed, the last couple of days. It's not good for my heart, I gotta say, and it's not like this body's health was all up there to begin with.
A distraction!
That's right, I need a distraction!
We have a newcor with nowhere to sleep, no? So, let's go back and start building stuff!
The 'mute' followed as I went and started taking asurents for the next addition to the humble setup of wooden shacks that I had in front of .
"I don't know why Sect Master sent that kid here." Look, I gotta vent, and it's not like this world has therapists. And, for all intents and purposes, this monster is mute. Of course, I won't say anything too stupid, but I just need to get so things off my chest. Otherwise, I might legit explode. "Does he think that just because I lucked into two amazing kids that mostly just cultivate on their own that I am now sohow amazing at making everyone super strong?
"Did you see her? That attitude! And, if you ask , I don't see any talent there, nothing! I bet, co in close, yes, closer--I bet, and you can't tell anyone this--I bet she's the Sect Master's, you know, illegitimate daughter. Everyone pans for going places, but at least I have the brains not to father kids, no? Haah, if you're going to father children, at least be a father to them! Don't offload them on !"
"... your Sect Master isn't my father." You know that expression? The heart getting stuck in your throat? Yeah, I just lived it out. Not even an expression, not an idiom, not a taphor--my heart literally heaved out of its chamber and up my larynx and stopped just shy of the back of my tongue. I could practically chew on it a bit if I tried.
"Y-you, I thought... you were reading," sweat started pouring out as I turned around and faced the little stealthy cat. Thankfully, she appeared completely unbothered by my comnts; then again, her apathy was at 'Epic' level, according to the system, while Long Tao's was 'only' at 'Common'. Can only imagine how little she feels things.
"I was. Then I got curious about what you were doing out here and ca to see."
"Ah. Actually, we are taking asurents for your house."
"Really?"
"Yes," good, good, it looks like she won't get hung up on that--
"It sounded to like you were badmouthing the Sect Master."
"..." At so point, Hua snuck away--tsk, that old monster also seed to know this little girl wasn't just a girl, so he bolted, leaving to dry. Oh, my stupid tongue and ; I just wanted to vent a bit and showcase that I'm quite stupid--no, wait, doesn't this an she'll probably tell my gaffe to the Spirit Sage, which will confirm that I'm no more than a lucky oaf?
Hurray for my dumb tongue! Twice, even: hurray!
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