Chapter 202: I’m a Sucker (2/2)

“I’m so grateful…”

Having said that, she swallowed the core and closed her watery eyes.

……

While Mama Hellhound recovered from her injuries, I began pondering the whole situation we were in right now. According to her own words, that injury was from a Purgatory Warhorse’s horn. Within my inherited memories were records of just such a creature.

These horses had a black hide and a fiery red mane. Those above the level of Four-stars were adults and would grow out a lone horn as proof of such. Upon reaching Six-stars, there was a certain probability of evolving into a Nightmare Steed. These horses were able to traverse the dream world and cast illusions. Their Dreameater ability allowed them to even swallow an opponent’s soul in his dreams. However, they had to spend a considerable amount of time to do so and this amount varied with the difference in power.

If Mama Hellhound was really injured by a Purgatory Warhorse, did that mean that the two races were at odds with each other? Purgatory Warhorses were known for being arrogant. In order to ride them, one had to first gain their approval. As for Nightmare Steeds, they were considered a rare mount amongst the devils. Even within my inherited memories, there was no record of how these horses evolved into a Nightmare Steed; most likely there had to be some kind of secret requirement.

‘Well, there goes that plan of keeping those cores for No.3 and Big 4. Somehow I ended up give them all away to other people…I mean to dogs.”

In order not to interrupt her healing, I brought our little party out of the cave for a stroll. Having finally found a devil life form, I had a ton of question to ask, so for the time being I had no plans of leaving.

Just as I stepped out of the cave however, Mo Na immediately wrapped her arms around me before asking a question filled with sarcasm: “ Mama, didn’t you say that there was treasure here?”

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“…well, Mr. Treasure is not home today, he’s out visiting his friends.”

“So when will he come home?”

“I don’t know…”

“Mama’s instinct isn’t accurate at all, Mama clearly said that there would be treasure here and yet there’s nothing here at all. We ended up giving them two treasures instead.”

“…that’s enough little girl, is it that fun making fun of your Papa?” I picked her up with my left hand and gave two resounding spanks on her little butt. “Just look at them, their entire family of…dogs already have it so tough, we should help them if we can instead of nitpicking about such worldly goods. Life is priceless, got it?”

“Life is priceless? So Mama is saying we should protect the lives of others?”

“Mhm.” Clearly this was a mess I started so no matter what I had to see it through to the end. Thus, I said: “Do you have a problem with that?”

“…”

However, having experienced my spanks of fury before, Mo Na didn’t fear them one single bit and instead tilted her head before giving me devious smile: “Mo Na has no problem with that but what about Mama? Mama kills so many Demon Fire Worms everyday and yet she talks about life being priceless…is that really all right?”

“…”

‘Don’t you dare doubt that I will teach you what a head to ground smash is, right here, right now.’

“Master, the hellhounds are stronger than us, what if…” Amidst my moment of awkwardness, No.3 came rushing to the rescue while casually voicing out his concern: “If they decide to betray us, I’m afraid we…”

“It’s all right. I’ve been Violet Snow long enough already. She told me that the hellhounds are a race that will always repay their debts. They are utterly faithful to their masters while still possessing a formidable combat strength. Even if they don’t reward us with anything, there’s no way they would turn on us.”

It was precisely because of all that time I spent with Violet Snow that I ended up learning so much about the hellhounds. Thanks to that, I ended up liking the hellhounds and ended up saving that pair of husband and wife.

If I didn’t save those two hellhounds, Violet Snow would most likely throw a furious fit the moment I saw her again.

Thinking back to my time with that adorable puppy, I couldn’t help but think of Numila, Eugenia and Elena as well.

‘I wonder how were they doing right now, it shouldn’t be too bad over there, right? They have so many people there after all. Besides, with Flametail by Numila’s side, I doubt they will face too much trouble there in Abaddon unless someone really strong came knocking on their door.’

‘Even if someone came knocking, Habona’s with them as well. The medusas are pretty strong too. Bacarel and his half-orcs lived there before entering the Prison of the Dead so they should at least count as half a native, even if the location they teleported to wasn’t the same as where they lived before.’

‘They should be fine, right…those ladies…’