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Chapter 165
52. The Magical Beast and the Treasure Hunter of the Desert
“Did someone just say Satan?”
Azidahaka nearly exploded with reaction.
“Dear heavens… Is even he eying the West now? Maybe he’s after the precious gemstone too. Ugh, this is bad.”
Is this someone you know?
“Know him? You bet I do. Nialli and Guki have been trouble enough, but Satan is in the same league as them—part of our infamous group of Twelve Divine Creatures. Honestly, with Nialli’s influence already seeping into this area, it wouldn’t surprise me if Satan had his hands in it too. But to be THIS close…”
Azidahaka rubbed their temples with the tips of spindly fingers, groaning softly. “Ugh… unlike Nialli, who at least has some room for negotiation, Satan’s motives are completely incomprehensible…”
The Twelve Divine Creatures sound like a problematic group. How many troublemakers can you fit into one gang?
“Well, it boils down to this: Nialli, Satan, and O Kong team up every once in a while to wreak havoc. Other than that, most aren’t terrible… except me, obviously.”
Azidahaka crossed their arms tightly, defending themselves like a child in trouble.
Out of twelve, three troublemakers. As they say, when five people gather, one tends to be useless. But this is one bad apple out of every four—and that’s a heck of a high rate.
Satan, the goat-like creature known as the “Dark One.” His very name set off my danger alarms with an ear-splitting WOOOOOO.
“Finding the gem won’t be easy either. Satan’s after the same thing as us.”
So, what’s this guy like? Is he strong?
I remembered my recent encounters with Nialli and Guki, both of whom nearly killed me just days ago. Nialli wasn’t exactly a powerhouse in terms of combat strength, but Guki was absolutely devastating—so strong it took every ounce of my current power to barely hold him off.
Where exactly does Satan fit into this picture?
“That… I don’t know.”
Azidahaka hesitated, their voice tinged with bewilderment and fear.
You don’t know? What do you mean, you don’t know? Can’t you tell if he’s strong or weak?
“Yes. Even among the Divine Creatures, his abilities are shrouded in mystery. What powers he wields as a Divine Being, or what special talents he has as a beast… none of us truly know.”
You don’t know? What, are you blind?
“Well, even I have my limits, okay? And Satan’s gaze… that long, black slit he calls an eye was like… like looking into nothingness. It sent a chill down my spine.”
Azidahaka’s entire body trembled like a stray cat abandoned in the freezing winter.
What’s wrong? Why are you shaking?
“There was nothing. Satan’s mind was completely empty.”
Azidahaka explained, saying that even Nialli, twisted as he is, has some semblance of logic behind his actions. Nialli’s evil schemes make sense—at least to an extent. But Satan? He doesn’t care about strategy or fun; he simply exists to destroy.
“The thought of someone who doesn’t think at all… is terrifying.”
People fear the unpredictable, just like they fear a crazed lunatic who could do anything at any moment. That’s why even Azidahaka, a Divine Creature themselves, didn’t want to go anywhere near Satan.
“Especially his gaze. It felt like… like he was touching me with slimy black hands, crawling all over me. They say Satan loves creatures with scales—snakes, lizards, and the like. And let me tell you, that’s not a compliment when he looks at you.”
So, as a dragon, he must have taken a shine to you.
“He suggested painting my scales black with ink and turning me into an apocalyptic beast straight out of the Book of Revelation. Then he grinned creepily, talking about how my unique eyes and the black flames on his arm would ‘complement’ each other. Even thinking about it makes me shiver.”
Ugh.
‘A guy obsessed with dark flames and weird eye powers, huh?’ I thought back to my middle school days, when I was obsessed with dark, mysterious stuff from manga and novels. Now I understood—a guy like that can be downright scary.
The difference is, whereas my 21st-century imagination would never go beyond fantasies, this dude, Satan, is a real supernatural entity and could actually bring his dark visions to life.
What happens if you give someone who thinks they are destined for greatness that kind of power? Not pretty.
‘I don’t want to stick around near that guy.’
I furrowed my brow deeply. Nearby, Abraham, the village chief, sighed gently after overhearing us.
“It’s getting late. The nights here can be chilly. I’ll prepare some blankets and charcoal for you to stay warm tonight. Get some rest.”
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Gwweeeew!
Yingyi waddled happily among the marshmallow-soft creatures known as the White Angels, shaking its own chubby little body.
What was it doing? Eating, obviously. It greedily gobbled up grain and straw handed to it by the Dark Fairy Ladies.
“He sure eats a lot…”
“Try this! It’s a juicy cactus fruit.”
The Dark Fairy Ladies mimed eating the red, gem-like fruits before handing them over to Yingyi, who swallowed them gleefully without a second thought.
Kweeew!
“Aww, he’s so cute!”
“Do you think he’s saying something?”
“Maybe he wants more?”
I’ve gotta step in here.
I approached the group, noticing Yingyi’s unusually bloated form. Normally, he was light as cotton candy, but now he resembled a fluffy yet very overweight cat.
‘Wow, he’s heavy.’
I picked him up, and he immediately nuzzled into my chest like a satisfied house cat.
Kweee…
I rubbed his belly, but he made a distressed sound, as if he might throw up.
You eat too much when they feed you stuff like that, idiot. How much HAVE you eaten, anyway?
Kweew! Kweeee! Yaaa!
Well, you ate more than me! Look at you, getting this round.
I scolded Yingyi while secretly worrying that if he kept eating like this, he’d eventually roll away instead of flying.
“Let’s go to bed now.”
I turned around, leaving the disappointed fairies behind as I carried Yingyi to my room.
You’re still awake?
Inside the room, Azidahaka sat by the window, staring into the dark night sky. Their painted crimson fingernails sparkled as they pointed towards something far away.
“Can you see that?”
Yeah, sure. Even without your fancy eyesight, anyone can see that.
Azidahaka pointed at a jagged mountain peak that stood out under the dim moonlight.
“That’s it, isn’t it? The Sinai Mountain.”
The Sinai Mountain?
“Yes, according to rumors, it’s where remnants of the gods still linger.”
You mean the Giant Beings?
I recalled ancient tales of beings that had lived long before humans, Divine Creatures, or even ordinary beasts.
‘Honestly, I don’t buy it.’
But in a world where magic exists, creatures talk, and Divine Beings roam freely… I suppose divine beings existing in the past isn’t too far-fetched.
“Remnants of the gods.”
I closed my eyes, feeling the steady beat of my heart and the flow of bl**d through my veins. Legends say my body is the crystallized essence of dead gods—a giant seed of power. Could the energy lingering on that mountain resonate with me in some way?
Azidahaka broke the silence with a melancholy tone. “Tomorrow, Chief Abraham will head to the Sinai Mountain to talk to Satan’s followers.”
To dig rocks or what?
Azidahaka shook their horn-clad head, jingling the gemstones hanging from them.
“Not rocks. Negotiation. They want to trade something vital for the village’s water supply.”
And what do these Satan worshippers want in return?
“The life of Abraham’s only son, Isaac.”
I see. So they’re planning a human sacrifice, huh? Classic Satan worshippers.
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“Are you really going to help us?”
Early morning.
Chief Abraham, who had been deeply worried just moments ago, now beamed so brightly he looked decades younger.
Yeah, we’ll go with you and knock some sense into those creeps on the mountain.
Though I acted nonchalant, my mind was already racing with thoughts of the mysterious remnants of the gods on Sinai Mountain.
At first, I thought this whole ordeal would be trivial. But as the night dragged on, I became convinced that somewhere on that mountain lay something incredible. It felt like… like the mountain was calling to me.
‘Helping these guys is just a bonus.’
Seeing the grateful tears in the eyes of the village’s Dark Fairies, I figured appearing heroic wouldn’t hurt.
Even Azidahaka seemed impressed. “I must admit, I see kindness in your heart now. Bravo!”
Kweeeew!
Only Yingyi had something snarky to say about my hidden intentions. I scratched my invisible chin awkwardly and turned my attention to the pale-faced boy hiding behind Abraham.
So, you’re Isaac, huh?
“Yes…”
Isaac, Abraham’s only son despite his advanced age, didn’t look like the typical dark-skinned fairies of the village. His golden curls hung neatly above his blue, intelligent eyes, making him look more like a girl at first glance.
‘He seems nice.’
Unlike hyperactive boys, Isaac was quiet and composed, with a sharp gleam in his eyes. He gave a solid first impression.
Abraham gently patted his son’s head while speaking with a shaky voice.
“We’re deeply grateful for your offer, but… this isn’t exactly an easy task.”
Though thankful, Abraham hesitated, torn between hope and doubt.
“Certainly! If the Goddess of Fire and her companions join us, it would be a great honor. But risking your lives for us simply isn’t right. And the beast in those caves… It’s horrifying.”
I raised an eyebrow.
Who exactly is up there?
“It’s… a dragon.”
Dragon?
Azidahaka perked up at the mention.
“Is there a dragon up there?”
“Yes…”
“What’s his name?”
“Not sure. All I know is it’s big, and very fierce. It nested there about twenty years ago.”
“Huh. A black dragon, huh. If there’s a dragon involved, this could get tricky.”
Azidahaka stroked their chin thoughtfully.
Isn’t it one of your buddies? Aren’t dragons usually friendly with each other?
“Not really. We’re all too individualistic. No camaraderie among us. Still, this might be one of the dragons who fled with me during my escape from the forest. Working with Satan, though? That’s just unacceptable.”
Azidahaka spat fire out of sheer rage.
“My absence has clearly caused chaos. The dragons’ discipline has slipped, allowing beasts like Gryphon Jupiter to take half the West. After resolving Nialli’s mess, it’s time I re-establish order under my name.”
Knock yourself out.
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