Chapter 270: The Great Grafant
270 – The Great Grafant
I lead Aro, the lesser treant, and the baby araenie en masse into the forest. As usual, it’s not like we can show our faces to the Lithovars at the moment, so I lead them in the opposite direction to the village.
The baby araenie are crawling around as they please, though at least it looks like they’re following me to an extent… If they stray too much, they’ll end up inside an abyss right away, so I hope they don’t do as they please too much. There’s no way for me to get them to understand what I say, so there’s no helping it. If I only feed them, they’ll grow lazy and won’t ever be able to hunt for themselves.
First of all, I want to get the baby araenie to evolve up to D-rank. That should be enough to make them considerably more sturdy.
My [Presence Perception] isn’t picking up on any Lithovars, so I carefully proceed through the forest.
Noticing some small presences, I raise my eyes to once again see a group of small children sitting on a tree branch, emitting a faint green light. They’re forest children, rarans. They’re lined up on a nearby tree branch. There’s eight of them this time, more than usual. I wonder if there’s some reason for there to be so many of them. I hadn’t thought they were very heavy, but with so many, the branch is starting to creak.
It doesn’t look like they’re doing anything beyond just observing me from a distance. They’re still keeping an eye on me, then? It’s a bit creepy.
Hey, wouldn’t you guys say I’m getting used to being the dragon-god? I give them a look packed with that thought, but they don’t give any particular response. After observing me for a while, they all jump down from the branch together and start running in the same direction. They soon disappear, not a single one being left behind.
…As usual, I don’t understand them. Do they want me to follow them?