I Will Save the World and Retire Chapter 262

Tati (1)

White flowers, unknown names, flutter and fall onto the mud.

The round petals, like eggs, are rolled inward. The white flowers, untouched by mud, look like lotuses, but I can be sure that they are not like any other flowers on Earth.

That makes sense, this was a dungeon.

Dungeon.

And that flower did not bloom above the water like a lotus. It simply fell from above.

Slowly, he raised his head. He saw a monster clutching at the wound on his arm and squirming. Its golden eyes were dripping with tears and its lips were curled. It seemed like a lie that it had been trying to attack him just a moment ago.

In any case, it didn’t seem like it had any intention of resuming its attack right away. In order not to provoke anyone unnecessarily, it raised both hands to show that it had no intention of attacking either. I was worried whether it would be able to understand such human gestures, but fortunately, the monster only showed a slight wariness and remained still.

Instead, it stopped crying and tilted its head as if it was curious about what was going on. As the monster floating in the air changed its posture, white flowers fell from its head. The small flowers that looked like lotus flowers were piled up under the fairy.

The dungeon had completely lost its original appearance when first entered. The densely packed trees were covered in mud, and only the tips were visible.

I gulped. It wouldn’t be strange if he died in the mud, but he’s alive and well.

I felt the soft and smooth texture of the floor as I groped around. I hesitated to take my eyes off the monster, but I had to check. I slowly lowered my head and looked at the floor.

No, this is not the floor.

You can’t call it the floor.

A large leaf. The shape reminded me of a lotus leaf, perhaps because I just saw that white flower and thought of a lotus flower.

Of course, an ordinary lotus leaf cannot float on the water with an adult male on top.

I lightly pressed the leaf with my fingertips. It sunk in and then floated back up. All I could confirm was that the leaf was floating on the mud and supporting my body.

… I am not a wizard. That is why I can do such things.

The monster no longer hid its curiosity. Perhaps because it realized that this side had no intention of attacking, it began to sneak closer. When their eyes met, it tilted its head and hesitantly raised both hands. As if it had learned that this gesture was a way to express that it had no intention of attacking.

No… I learned it.

The clear golden eyes are different from those of any monster I’ve ever seen. Unlike beasts that rely on instinct, they are the eyes of an intelligent creature.

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The voice that had sounded painful just a moment ago became soft, like the chirping of a bird.

A sky filled with countless stars, a ground full of mud, and small white flowers and large lotus leaves floating above it. It is an unbelievably dreamy sight. It seems like something straight out of a fairy tale book I used to show to my younger siblings.

<@~#(#+@$*^>

The monster was getting closer. If it was going to attack, it would have done so long ago. If it was going to kill it, it would have just dropped it in the mud instead of going to the trouble of floating the lotus leaf.

The monster stopped only when it was close enough to touch if I stretched out my hand. It opened its mouth persistently.

<$^&&&!%#>

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“… … .”

I don’t know what you’re trying to do.

The monster flailed its arms as if it was frustrated, and then pounded its chest. Just because it’s a monster, its body language isn’t different. Are their physical structures the same as humans? Can monsters get sick?

<)^&^%$#>

Looking at it, I had a rough idea of ​​what the monster wanted to do.

But doing what the monster wants is a different story… .

As I was just staring at it without doing anything, the monster’s cheeks started puffing out like a child’s. Looking at its face, it somehow reminded me of my younger brother at the lab. Those kids used to act like that when they didn’t like something.

…I have to make sure those kids are okay. I can’t waste any time here.

Eventually, this side also gave up and opened its mouth.

“hi.”

<*#^@#!@%!#)($$(#$&>

I still couldn’t understand the meaning, but I could tell from the expression on his face what he was saying. Flowers were blooming on his head. The white flowers were starting to turn a light pink. Does it change depending on the emotion?

The monster began to quickly chirp incomprehensible words with a bright face. However, it soon realized the fundamental fact that it could not communicate with him and turned gloomy. The pink flowers withered. He looked at his hair, which was left with only lush green leaves, and bit his lips.

Until just now I had been skeptical, but now it’s clear.

This monster is trying to talk to you right now.

Is this really a monster?

He is intelligent enough to immediately notice the meaning of the other person’s gesture and try to do it himself. No, you can’t simply say he is intelligent. He feels pain when he is hurt, gets angry, and then swallows that anger and has the emotion and empathy to make a gesture of reconciliation.

…is this a monster?

Although the words are incomprehensible, it is clear to anyone that it is some kind of language.

It’s too much to just dismiss it as a monster…

There are many conspiracy theories about dungeons. Among them, there was a theory that the monsters were aliens from outer space. The monsters I had seen so far were just beasts, but this one seemed like it might be possible to believe that they were a different species.

The worry was long, the hesitation was short.

He slowly raised his hand and pointed at me.

“Woo, Hee, Jae.”

He repeated the name over and over again and then pointed at the other person.

The person who had been blinking without understanding began to gradually understand when he pointed to himself again, said his name, and pointed to the other person repeatedly.

<)#*#$#$!_@&=>

When you point at the opponent, the chirping returns.

He pointed to me again, said my name, and pointed to the other person.

<)#*#$#$!_@&=>

I can’t understand it, but the same syllables are repeated.

I tried rolling it around in my mouth, but it was a sound I couldn’t imitate. I put my hand down with an embarrassed face, and this time the other person pointed at me.

<$&)#… re.>

It was a similar sound, albeit awkward. I spoke the name slowly, syllable by syllable, so that he could follow along.

<… re, %#$, re, woo.>

“right.”

“white.”

“re.”

“Woo Hee-jae.”

“… That’s enough. Heejae.”

“Yeah. Heejae.”

<)))))))))))>

A loud laugh echoed through the room. The opponent dropped the pink flower and beat his chest.

It’s a pronunciation that I still can’t even imagine imitating… But since I don’t have the confidence to explain it, I tried to imitate it somehow.

<))))))))))))>

Fortunately, the other person seemed to have noticed my situation. He burst into laughter again and spoke slowly.

<*#*^^… )#*#$#$!_@&=)#*#$#$!Tati.>

“… … ?”

“… … .”

When I didn’t understand right away, the other person repeated the same thing over and over again.

There were some unpronounceable sounds mixed in here and there, but they quickly disappeared. The other person pointed at himself and spoke loudly and clearly.

“… Tati?”

“Tati.”

<)))))))))))>

The monster named Tati clapped his hands in joy. The flowers hanging where a human’s claws would be swayed.

Each time, the level of mud that filled the dungeon would drop. It didn’t take long for the mud to disappear and the dungeon to return to its original appearance.

The trees were so clean that I wondered if there had been any mud there. I saw the sword lying next to me. It was only then that I realized I had dropped the sword.

I saw a monster. When our eyes met, it burst into uncontrollable laughter.

I can’t see any other monsters in this dungeon. If I kill them and leave the dungeon… … .

“… … .”

I didn’t pick up the sword.

Instead, he held out his hand.

“like this….”

I shook his hand and held it out again.

<))))! Hijae, @*@*$(+_#*^>

Tati smiled and took my hand.

Just like a human… small, soft, and warm hands.

* * *

The golden eyes in the mud glowed eerily and inhumanly.

He took up the sword.

Golden eyes distort.

<$(^#%(*@*@@%$>

“Ugh…!”

I couldn’t help but frown at the sound of the head being dug into. It would be bad if I kept screaming like this. There wouldn’t be any shock to my eardrums or anything, but in an urgent situation, this would slow down my actions. A momentary mistake could lead to irreversible results.

Suddenly… .

The bastard grabbed the shield made by Kim Chae-min with his hand. He raised his claws to break the shield, but the magic of the great wizard was not broken by such impact.

Eventually, the thing gave up on destroying the magic with his hands. He was buried in the mud, so nothing could be seen except for his floating golden eyes, but you could tell he was angry without even looking.

Krrrr!

The mud rippled greatly. Kim Chae-min’s protective magic wavered. But the magic still firmly surrounded me. However…

Kookookookook… … .

Something pushed me up. Even Kim Chae-min’s magic. The bastard followed me, hanging on to the curtain.

“… … Huh!”

I just slipped out onto the mud. The impact was somewhat mitigated by magic, but I couldn’t help but feel the effects. I held my dizzy head and barely managed to keep my balance.

The first thing that caught my eye was the star-filled sky unique to dungeons.

I looked at the floor to see what he used to lift me up. It was hard to see because it was covered in mud, but… there was something, like a giant leaf. A plant? Is it using an ability similar to Kim Chae-min’s? We’ll have to wait and see if it works well with Kim Chae-min or not.

I still saw the fairy hanging on the curtain. Mud was dripping down. Mud was also hanging from the spikes sticking out of its head. It looked like nothing more than a mud monster, let alone a humanoid monster.

“… … .”

The guy just stared at me silently.

He didn’t try to break the spell like he did in the mud. Was it because he knew it was impossible on his own?

But if I’m in here, it’s hard for me to do anything. Should I just wait for Kim Chae-min? Or?

<#*##*!!#!@%>

A much calmer voice came out of him.

The mud covering him dried up for a moment and then fell off like a shell.

There was a small, dry body in the mud. Judging by the rest of the body, it didn’t look human… Yes. I can see why they called it a fairy. Even though it didn’t have wings.

The bastard shut his mouth again.

I can’t let my guard down. Kim Chae-min’s magic isn’t invincible. If the magic breaks… I don’t know about anything else, but I have to make sure to cut off the head of the guy in front of me.

<$(^&!#$^>

He looked at the sword I was holding. How many hunters have been killed in this place? There were no hunters who went missing among the raiding party that officially entered, but who knows… If it’s related to the ark.

“… … !”

For the first time, the creature made a sound similar to a human.

Words that sound like Korean. Words that can be thought of as words.

He spoke without taking his eyes off my sword.

Fantasy, contemporary,