Chapter 166: Sub-Guild (2/2)
She huffed. ”For who do you take me for? Do you think I would betray my friend?” She exclaimed. ”Though, I will ask you beforehand, can I tell my mother? She would be more helpful than me in keeping the Clan in check.”
”I assume you trust her to not say anything?”
”Yes… but if you don't want to-”
”It's fine,” he interrupted her. ”If you trust her, I do too.”
Kaelith smiled. ”Thank you.”
Rakna nodded. ”However, there's something else I think your Clan should focus on.”
”Something else?” She asked in confusion.
”What? Did you already forget? Why was Fenriu in the Initiation dimension in the first place?”
Kaelith immediately understood. ”Right… We still don't know who abducted him. If we don't do anything, it's plenty possible that the culprits will try something again. What are they trying to do in the first place?” She mused. ”Do they want to take over the Clan through internal conflict?”
”Do you have any idea of who it is? Is it internal or external?”
”Internal,” she replied unhesitatingly. ”It's unquestionably one of the seven branches. There is no way that some outside enemy could have abducted one of our cubs so easily.”
”Seven branches, huh? What are they exactly?” Rakna asked in curiosity. He had seen wolves and foxes, as well as an eight-tailed tiger during the guild recruitment but he didn't know further than that.
”The seven branches consist of us; the Foxes, the Wolves, the Tigers, the Monkeys, the Horses, the Racoons, and…”
”And what?”
Kaelith's eyes narrowed as an assumption struck her. ”The Scorpions…”
Rakna blinked. ”Why is there an Arachnid species among you? Horses and raccoons are already weird but now that?”
”Nine-Tailed creatures are born from legends. You could say we exist because people fantasized and feared us until we were real. Mystic Magic manifests in each of us because it is a magic that is essentially born from 'mysticism turned real'. The System brought the branches from all kinds of parallel worlds and dimensions.”
”While foxes are generally the ones with nine tails in most of them, in certain worlds, the legend happens to turn into something different due to changes in history. Among those, the Scorpions claimed one. What gave birth to them was the legend of the Oryad Scorpion. It was a creature with nine tails, each with a different venom in them that could kill even God if all nine were to be injected at once.”
”The Nine-Tailed Scorpions, fruits of the crystallization of that legend, are vicious and deadly. They are the odd ones out of our Clan but they are still part of it,” Kaelith finished with a long breath.
Rakna hummed. ”I see. I guess they're the prime suspects then.”
”I wouldn't put it past them. But I'm not sure about the possible motive they would have. They're indeed cruel and trigger-happy but they must need some sort of incentive to target the Clan out of all things.”
”Well, that's for you to find out,” Rakna deadpanned. ”As long as they don't come at me, it'll be nice if you keep me, and by extension, 'Obsidian' out of it.”
Kaelith smiled wryly. ”You truly are brazen, wolfy.”
He simply shrugged at the accusation.
”By the way, didn't you say the cub you assimilated was inside your soul scape? Can't you ask him who kidnapped him? He's still young but he should be able to speak at a basic level.”
”I already did just now,” Rakna replied as he heard the huff of a wolf inside his mind. ”Putting aside the fact that he doesn't seem to be willing to speak to me, he shook his head when he was asked if he had seen who captured him.”
”I see… that's a shame,” she whispered and the two settled in a comfortable silence as they viewed the animated landscape of the city.
This peace between the two of them was broken by a sudden spike of mana. And the source was none other than Rakna. The latter stood up in attention as his mana continuously dropped until he was forced to swallow a pill.
Kaelith also stood up worriedly. ”What happened? You dispelled your puppet, right?”
”It's not because of the puppet…” He muttered darkly, his eyes flickering to red, as a notification informed him of the cause behind the siphoning of his mana.
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Tyrannos Mors suffered a deadly injury.
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Mana sourcing from the Host Flavia Jeina is insufficient to heal the pet. The secondary master has requested emergency help from the primary master; Rakna Xiorra. Mana will be taken to satisfy the requirements.
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-5 MP
-10 MP
-15 MP
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