"You, you evil witch! I hate you!"
Myah's voice sounded weak, as if he was heavily traumatized. He never thought she did be too strong or else. He wouldn't have been so bold. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't breakaway.
By the time little Myah freed himself from Saki's clutches and escaped from the store, his dainty face was brimming with numerous marks of fresh purplish-pink lipstick. She has showered him with hundreds of kisses until both of his puffy cheeks feel sore!
It was torturous and infuriating!
How could she take advantage of him like that?
The light belongs to the righteous, and little Myah swore with gritted teeth that he would come again for revenge next time.
After Myah ran away, Saki walked to the front door and smirked gleefully. Seeing the horse cart's already receding silhouette, she waved her hand and shouted,
"Take care, little one!~"
——
"Ouch ouch ouch! Grandma, please let go~ Why are you pulling my ear like that?" He pleaded.
Mu Suyin harrumphed and sternly said, "Look at you, it has barely been half a year, and you have grown so naughty already. Didn't I say to cause trouble? Touching a lady's boobs? Where did you learn to pull such a perverted stunt? How indecent!"
"What? I—I don't know what you are talking about. It was sister Saki who bullied me..."
"Oh my, now you even learned to argue with me, huh? How brave! Grandma will discipline you when we are back at the village!"
"Ah! No!~"
Walking in the front, Bumpkin looked back at them and giggled nonstop. The pain and injury sharing between men and War Soul are optional. Having already seen the punishment coming, Bumpkin has long adjusted the pain sharing to the minimum of 1%. Thus it could barely feel any discomfort, and Myah had to suffer all by himself.
...
Shortly after they left through the town gate, the morning suns rose.
Hours into the journey, they have yet to see any difference along the way back to their home, the Dandelion Village. Perhaps it was because they were still a great distance away from their destination.
And from time to time, a few large carriages pulled by a variety of War Souls would run past by their horse cart, greatly exceeding Bumpkin's speed.
They were all headed in the direction of the Dandelion Village.
Although the potential Culmination stage Rank 3 Demon Beast posed a great danger and uncertainty, they were unfazed as the small-scale beast tide reeked the scent of money!
It would be incredibly easy to hunt among the chaos when a group of unorganized, frightened Spirit Beasts and Demon Beasts gathered.
With such differences, they would undoubtedly fight among themselves.
The possible wealth tempted many groups of Adventurers to join in the fray. It was always the same. Compared to the benefits they could obtain, the yet-to-be-seen threat was nothing.
Sometime later,
*Rustle!*
*Rustle!*
While passing through a large hill with tall grasses filling both sides of the road, Bumpkin stopped momentarily. It looked around with alert. The instinct of a Wasteland Earth Steed was cautioning it of the upcoming threats.
*Neighuff!*
Letting out a low cry to get Myah and Mu Suyin's attention, Bumpkin gradually descended from the hill before halting completely.
In front of them, besides the road, a large area of grassy land is burned and destroyed. Accompanying the bloody smell were tens of skinned corpses of Dire Wolfs, mutilated human and goblins' remains.
'The blood and traces of battle, they are still fresh.' Mu Suyin thought, looking at this dreadful scene calmly, not at all disturbed.
For anyone who did travel a lot, this sight was common.
It was apparent that these leftovers were ditched behind by the group of Adventurers that came before them.
Soon after, as the rustling noises got more lively, she gently stroked Myah's head and said, "Get ready. Today's training session is about to begin."
"Uhm, I know!"
As if to respond to Mu Suyin's words, a series of growlings sounded as three injured Dire Wolfs suddenly emerged from the dense grasses on both sides of the roads. Two on the right and one on the left.
After the three Dire Wolfs showed themself, their cold and angry eyes briefly anchored on Myah and his grandmother before dangerously bare their fangs toward the stupefied Bumpkin.
It was a pronounced threat, their way of warning Bumpkin to back off.
These three stray wolves have luckily escaped from their failed hunt and lingered around the area of their earlier battle. Only at this time when the earlier threat has left did they show themselves to feat on the flesh of their fallen comrades.
*Grrrrrrrrrrr!*
As they kept growling, the wolves didn't see Myah and Mu Suyin as a threat as all and only had eyes on Bumpkin, who was also fiercely barking back at them.
Unexpectedly, just as the wolves are thinking of attacking Bumpkin, little Myah takes off his oversized panda backpack, grabs his spear, then jumps off the horse cart with a thud.
Mu Suyinn quickly warned: "Although they usually have no special attack, the jaw strength of a Dire Wolf is especially strong and can easily tear through heavy armor. Be careful not to get bitten by them. It will be a huge problem if you get injured. Oh, not even the healing balm can save you."
"Heh, I know you will protect me." Myah giggled.
"...you really want a spanking, huh?" She shook her head and said, "Well, you are on your own this time. Bumpkin won't help you."
"What? But why..."
"Stop being ditsy and focus—they are coming for you!"
Just as Myah held his spear and got into position, the Dire Wolf on the left side suddenly pounded forward while the other two slowly approached Bumpkin with horrendous snarling faces.
In an instant, Myah calmed down and took in a breath.
Those little hands firmly held the dark iron spear's shaft and imposingly brandished it ahead.
He could still clearly remember the sudden coldness that took over his body during the last fight at the arena when he activated [Moonlight blessing]. At that moment, Myah's mind was clear, and his confidence peaked.
As an attributeless Spirit Beast, a Dire Wolf's body is powerful on top of its robust regeneration ability.
Once those jarring fangs crushed into the prey's body, even a hardened turtle shell would easily be cracked, not to mention mere flesh and blood.
Despite knowing this, Myah wasn't frightened in the least. He has learned a lesson from the last battle that during a fight, 'fear' was meaningless.
A shackle that he has to overcome to achieve victory.