Chapter 56: Hunting the Ratmen Part 1 (1/2)
Despite our conversation that went nowhere, Violet Snow expressed her intent to join us. Surprisingly, she was only unsociable on the surface.
While she wasn’t willing to talk about her background, I vaguely knew that she was no ordinary hellhound. Her unusual white fur and small body coupled with the fact that so many hellhounds served her, all these showed that she couldn’t be some kid from an “average household”.
As we explored the Prison of the Dead, three hellhounds led the way for us while I walked alongside Violet Snow, my two bodyguards beside me as well. Surrounding us was a ring of hellhounds followed closely behind by my subordinates.
It has been an hour since we met them, during this time, nothing eventful happened except for that potato Nine-finger suddenly interrupting our conversation by shouting: “Master, these Abaddon Rodents aren’t enough for us to eat.”
At that moment, I felt like I wanted to die from the embarrassment especially when she gave me that “birds of a feather, flock together” look…
When it comes to finding food, there’s no way a bunch of newcomers like us could compare to the hellhounds who were basically locals by now. Besides, my imps didn’t have a nose as sensitive as those doggies.
And so an hour passes without us finding any food. By now, my subordinates were a little restless and began throwing the hellhounds a strange and nefarious look.
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“Hey…where are we headed to? Aren’t there other sources of food nearby?”
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Violet Snow gave me a cold glance before continuing without answering my question.
Having had previous interactions with her, I was, to some degree, familiar with her personality. She had a cold personality or should I say, she wasn’t willing to interact with people. She constantly had that cold, displeased look on her face as if someone owed her a million dollars.
Even so, I still felt that she was only unsociable on the surface, although her acid tongue ended up causing me trouble from time to time.
BUT, just look at that adorable face of hers…all these problems are only minor issues in front of this pretty little face…
Gentlemen, I have a confession to make…I’m a member of the good-looks club.
After another few minutes of walking, I discovered some fur scattered around the bony floor in front of us. It was a grayish black fur which resembled those the rodents had.
Just by looking at the scene, I could tell that there had been a battle here, it was just that the scars of battle had been cleaned up. Despite the lack of bloodshed and corpses left behind, I could vaguely tell that this battle had happened recently.
“These belong to the Abbadon Rodent?” After inspecting the fur that No.5 brought back, that was the conclusion I had to come. Only those ratmen had such a dirty looking fur.
“It’s them.” She gave me a curt reply along with her usual cold stare before ignoring me once more as if another word would’ve harmed her in some way.
My face fell as a sudden thought occurred to me: “Did you bring us to find the nest of those ratmen?”
Violet Snow nodded her head and calmly replied: “That’s right.”
“…” That nonchalance was truly exasperating…
“Then do you know their rough numbers?”
“How would I know of such a thing?” She answered in a matter-of-fact tone. “It’s not like I took a walk in their home before.”
“I…” God damn it! You don’t even know their numbers and yet you boldly brought us to their nest to kill them?! Are you sure you aren’t trying to get yourself killed?
“What’s the matter? Scared?”
“No, I just don’t like your proposal.”
What’s with that disdainful look…this isn’t being scared..it’s called not having any assurance. How is charging into an enemy’s base without any information, not a suicidal move?!
“If you are scared, you can choose to escape, but it’s probably too late to escape…”
“Why is that?”
“Because we’re almost there.”
As she finished saying this, she ignored me once more and continued leading the pack.
Her determined attitude left me stuck between a rock and a hard place. I didn’t want to face this unknown threat and yet I didn’t want to leave this adorable puppy to die. It was truly a love hate relationship that I had with her. Since I’m not willing to let her go in alone, I could only sigh in resignation as I continued following her.
Just as I sighed, Violet Snow suddenly stopped, her body rigid.
“What’s the matter?”
“The enemy is here.”
As those words left her mouth, a bunch of ratmen stuck out their ugly heads from the corner ahead. They looked around in what looked like an attempt at stealth. Their eyes widened in shock a second later as their eyes peered in our direction. The poor sod probably didn’t expect to encounter an enemy on a routine patrol.
Bone Spear!