"Don't lie, you cunning snake!"
'No!'
Pelerian sternly rebuked me.
"You definitely planned to enslave the centipedes and even control their mother!"
'I did not!'
"I'm not scolding you, I'm praising you. It's a rational and excellent judgment. That's what a true magician would do."
'Let's stop this joke. It's getting boring.'
"I'm not joking."
Surely it must be a joke.
I had no intention of enslaving the centipedes.
But...
I looked at the baby centipedes.
'This one is cute though.'
They're clearly mother and children, but how can they look so different?
The baby centipede's skin was still yellowish and transparent.
And it seems they've been eating well lately, their bodies are plump. They don't have that many legs yet, so they're not creepy.
Above all, when I shake my head left and right like this.
These little ones shake their heads left and right along with me.
