Chapter 770 - 770 The Mustache Doesn’t Work
Chapter 770 - 770 The Mustache Doesn’t Work
770 The Mustache Doesn’t Work
The next day, I started looking around the Magicless Area again. And soon I found several weretigers hunting on some monsters. Probably for food.
“A human! A human is here!”
Thanks to Shelia who have rested enough after her fight with Tiger, we found the weretigers quick enough.
But it is to be expected from the tribe of monsters whose strongest member has been tamed by a human. They can’t trust a human easily. So they are surrounding me.
Despite Tiger told me that they are the race that prefer to fight one on one, all of them are surrounding us. Just shows how much they hate humans.
“What do you think, Shelia? Can you defeat them all? Just asking. We’re not here to fight anyone,” I said.
“Well, as long as none of them were as strong as Tiger, I can win. But with this many opponent, it will take time if I do it alone,” Shelia said. She called him Tiger because I called him Tiger first.
Some of them even have bigger size than Tiger. But I didn’t feel as much pressure as Tiger gave. I guess they are just big. Though maybe they are at the same level as Jack and the others.
I’m sure they can get along with the Werewolves since they both love to fight. But again, I don’t want them to try to kill each other.
.....
Let’s see if they are willing to hear us.
“Excuse me! Can you bring us to someone in charge? I have this. Borsce’s strand of mustache. He gave it to me because he thinks that I can help you out,” I said.
The weretigers looked at the hair in my hand. Some of them come closer and smelled it to confirm if it’s truly Tiger’s mustache.
“The smell is really Borsce’s. No doubt about it.”
“But that’s a human! What if they forced Borsce to tell them everything? And he had no choice but to give him the strand of hair because of it? Let’s just kill them right here right now!”
“What about the woman? She doesn’t smell like a human.”
“Who cares! Kill them both!”
TIGER! I thought it would be fine if I just show them this mustache! But their hatred toward humans is so big that they can’t be stopped by a single strand of a mustache! I need the entire mustache!
If I bring Mustache here, maybe that will work. Wait, no. He’s Flamboyant Mustache. Not Borsce’s Mustache. Should I call it Borstache?
“Shelia. Show them that you won this mustache fair and square,” I said.
“I didn’t won that mustache! I won against Tiger!”
Even though she complained, she still fought the weretigers.
I told her to make sure that she doesn’t kill anyone. Even by mistake. Just to show them that she’s strong enough to match against Tiger.
Well, the weretiger’s physical abilities are still better than a werewolf’s. But this is Shelia. She’s already far stronger than the previous Werewolf King.
Instead of fighting them all by herself, she made sure to dodge their attacks and only fight back when it’s just one opponent. Attacking that one several times and make them fall on the ground.
And this is still a Magicless Area. So the weretigers are unable to use their regeneration magic.
Though I see some of them have the fruits with them. The fruit that will allow them to use magic in this place. But they haven’t eaten them yet.
Shelia also had some fruits. We found more of them on the way. I thought that they might be useful later so I gave them to her.
Well, she hasn’t eaten those fruits as well. She’s still fighting the weretigers with punches and kicks.
“Target the man! He might be the boss!”
Knowing that they can’t defeat Shelia easily, they started aiming for me.
But it was easy for me. I just need to swing the sword-cane in my hand to keep them away. As for those coming from behind, Ray will kick them.
In the end, everyone is fighting.
As an Aura user who doesn’t need to use magic, I have the greatest advantage. But it’s annoying when the job is to not kill anyone.
“They are too strong! Eat the fruits!”
Now the weretigers have eaten those fruits. And they transformed from their previous human forms which they have, to a half human half tiger’s form. They are serious in trying to kill us.
“Hey, hey! Are you serious? We just told you that we’re here because of... that weretiger who was said to be the strongest weretiger. Do you really want to fight us to death? Just know that she’s stronger than him. And I’m stronger than her. So if you really want to kill us, then we have no choice but to kill you,” I said.
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There’s no need to give them mercy if they want to kill us. So it’s best to kill them.
Some of them started hesitating. There’s no way they would risk their lives in a battle against someone stronger than their strongest member.
“What should we do? If what he said is real and Borsce was really gave the mustache willingly, then they might be our way out of here. We don’t need to wait until Borsce’s master come here and kill him.”
“But what if he lies?’
“Then Borsce’s life is already forfeit. Even if we can’t use magic here and he’s being surrounded by all of us, we still unable to wound him. Even that woman only received light wound while she knock some of us out.”
“But is he even a human? I heard that they shouldn’t be this strong. And he’s already stronger than us. Do you think that we can win even if we transformed?”
Well, I’m just stalling for time though. If I stall for time long enough so that the fruit’s effect is over, they can’t transform until they eat another fruit.
Some of them who have eaten the fruits have transformed. But some who have eaten were still haven’t transformed. I just don’t want to make my problem increase. And it is easier to defeat them in their human form.
“Did you all forget who we are? We are a battle race! So what if what he said is true or false?! He’s here! And we have a fight! Is there a need to hesitate any longer?!”
Well, there it is. I really am surrounded by a battle-crazed people, huh. They were monsters though.
“Okay then. You can fight her while I just watch. Wait for her to transform as well. Then wait until she can’t use magic again so it will be a fair fight. That’s okay, right?” I suggested.
With this, the weretigers were no longer surrounding me. And again, there will be a match. I should have brought some more werewolves with me.
While Shelia transformed, I jumped down from Ray and sat on the ground while leaning my back on the tree. I also checked the surrounding to see if there are other weretigers here. Seems like everyone is here because we have been fighting them for a while.
I guess I don’t need to look for them anymore after this.
Let’s just sit here and watch another match between a werewolf and weretigers.
And as usual, Shelia is winning. And the weretigers no longer care about whether Borsce send me here or not.
Interacting with monsters is weird. Simple, but weird. I just need to give them what they want. Unless they are stupid. Like these weretigers.
Interacting with other humans though, is hard. Give them what they want, and they may ask for ten times of what they really want.
I guess I’m just not good at socializing in general.
The fight keeps going and Shelia started to get exhausted. It was just yesterday that she exhaust herself from fighting. Now she will do it again.
“That little werewolf... she felt familiar.”
One of the weretiger, still in his human form, an old one, approached me and started a conversation with me. I guess I’ll just talk with him so I won’t get bored.
“Have you met werewolves before?” I asked him.
“Yes. A long time ago. Around a few hundred years ago probably. I forgot how long it was. But it was around the time that people like you, Aura users, still exist,” he said.
“...You’re old. So what about it?” I asked. He also knows that I’m an Aura user. Unlike other weretigers. They don’t know it.
“We became good friends. Or maybe rival. We just fight every time we meet. But we respected each other. I won most of the time I fought him so I can tell that despite the fact that magic can’t be used, she’s far stronger than that werewolf even when he’s using magic. I can believe that she defeated Borsce,” he said.
An old friendship between a weretiger and a werewolf. Knowing their pride, I can expect the werewolf to also think that he’s always the one who won every time they met. So I can’t confirm if this old weretiger really won most of their fights or not.
Hmm? Wait. I think I might know the werewolf he’s talking about.
“Do you remember that werewolf?” I asked.
“Yes. His name was Doraqulay. A weird name for a werewolf,” he said.
I think I remember that name. Or maybe not.
“Ah! That’s the name unfit for a werewolf! That’s the name of Grandpa Werewolf!” Victoria shouted.
“What a weird earring you have.”
I ignored the old weretiger’s comment as I remembered that it was really Grandpa Werewolf’s name. Maybe. But with Victoria here to confirm it, I’m sure of it.
“I know that werewolf. He’s her grandpa,” I said while pointing at Shelia.
“Really?! Then I will stop the fight. I want to know more about my old friend. And maybe it’s true that you can help us out of here,” he said.
I guess the negotiation can be done sooner if he’s in charge. This is nice.