Chapter 103 - The Snow Monster’s True Identity
Chapter 103: The Snow Monster’s True Identity
The terrifying blizzard storm caused the temperature of the Moldos Mountains to drop sharply.
At this moment, in the depths of Bohr village, and within the Kakadores family’s residence.
Molmo’s eyes suddenly shot open.
He immediately got out of his bed and ran down to the Kakadores family’s courtyard at an unbelievable and astonishing speed.
Hercules was already present at the courtyard.
He was holding a new sword in his hand. It seemed that he was practicing with his new blade.
Hercules had already noticed Molmo’s appearance. He turned around and asked in an indifferent tone.
“You heard the noise too?”
“Yeah.”
Molmo nodded.
“I don’t what creature it came from, but it’s unbelievably powerful.”
“As we are right now, we are still no match for it.”
Hercules had a calm expression.
Molmo, on the other hand, was rather frustrated due to the statement, but he still nodded his head.
‘Hercules’s right. Although I now possess the ability of a devil, I’m still no match for the source of that soul-stirring, soul-shaking, terrifying undulation that came from afar.’
Rumble! Rumbl!
The ground began to shake.
The shockwave from the distant impact finally reached the vicinity of Bohr village.
Hercules inspected the rapidly cracking ground.
“The vibrations came a minute after the initial outburst.”
“By my rough estimates, the source of the noise is more than 200 kilometers away from us.”
“How can it be so far!?”
Molmo exclaimed.
More than 200 kilometers. This was around the distance from Bohr Village to the nearest City within the Moldos region.
That was around a month’s travel time via carriage!
The fact that shockwaves from a source that far away had reached Bohr Village had meant that the source of the noise was unbelievably powerful!
Molmo felt that he knew too little of the world.
The strongest person that Molmo had ever encountered was the head of the Kakadores, Osse.
However, the reverberations from the entity far away had undoubtedly eclipsed Osse in strength.
“This is due to a battle between dragons.”
While Hercules and Molmo were conversing, Osse’s figure suddenly appeared from behind them.
Molmo treated Osse’s sudden appearance with shock.
Now that he had received the Devil’s power, Molmo’s observational ability had been increased by dozens of times. Even so, he had not noticed Osse at all until he spoke.
‘Was it because of Osse’s speed?’
‘Or is it because of an unknown ability?’
Had Max been on the scene, he would have asked his system to check Osse’s stats.
“Mr. Osse, are you saying that the terrifying phenomenon is due to a battle between two dragons?”
Molmo could not help but ask.
Osse nodded.
Hercules, who was at the side, asked in confusion.
“Father, I don’t understand.”
“Didn’t you say that there are no dragons in the Moldos Mountain Range?”
Osse looked at his son Hercules and shook his head.
“I never told you that there are no dragons in the Moldos Mountain Range. All I said was that there were no evil dragons there.”
Hercules frowned, still not understanding what Osse had meant.
“Father, I still don’t understand.”
Molmo jumped in and asked.
“Mr. Osse, by that, do you mean that the only dragons that are present within the Moldos Mountain Range are kind, benevolent dragons?”
Hercules was surprised by Molmo’s expression.
Unless a keen eye, one would not have noticed it, however, Hercules’ pupils had contracted for a quick second there.
“That is correct, Molmo.”
“There are indeed kind dragons in the Moldos Mountain Range.”
“They are of the Silver Dragon race, and they are the snow monsters that your ancestors have mentioned in their myths.”
Osse explained.
Upon hearing the word ‘snow monster’, Molmo immediately understood.
He finally understood Osse’s lack of panic when he noticed the footprints on the dragon previously.
“But Mr. Osse, why did they hide themselves in the Moldos mountain range for so many years? Why don’t they show themselves to us?”
Molmo asked.
Osse looked into the distance, where a huge blizzard seemed to be amassing.
“They are good at manipulating the weather and changing their form, however, they loathe fighting.”
“They might have liked humans once in the past, but ever since the old king waged war across the entire continent, the Silver Dragons have stopped helping humans[1].”
“Unless humans lose their ways in the Moldos Mountains and are on verge of death, the Silver Dragons will not take the initiative to help them.”
As if he had suddenly thought of something, Osse added onto his previous information on the Silver Dragons.
“Usually, when they assist humans, they will take on the form of kind old men or beautiful young ladies.”
Molmo finally understood.
Being the son of the village chief, Molmo had previously gone through the records of Bohr Village. From what he could remember, some of Bohr Village’s ancestors had been helped by mysterious young ladies or old men while they were in the mountains.
Bohr Village had once sought the local lord’s assistance in locating the mysterious young lady and old men to thank them, but even after a long and hard search, they had come up empty-handed.
However, such records were things of the past, and most villagers had forgotten and were unaware of the mysterious old men and young ladies of the mountain.
Osse said slowly while looking at Molmo.
“Molmo, what do you think of the vibrations you felt?”
“It’s too powerful. It makes my soul tremble.”
Molmo answered honestly.
“What if I told you that the Red Dragon that killed your father was the source of the outburst?”
Molmo’s pupils shrank upon hearing those words.
A never-before-seen pressure erupted from Molmo’s body.
This change made Hercules, who was standing at the side, very surprised.
“Let’s go. Choose a weapon to your liking, and head to the training grounds.”
With that, Osse left the scene.
[1] Not sure whether the old king here refers to the current king or the previous ones. The timeline seems off if it’s the current king.