Chapter 14: wₕaₜ?

What Nátt came to see after he brought the man he saved was one simple little fact- Well, the man wasn't small at all.

IN fact- He was about 8 feet tall, which was impressive compared to Nátt's 6' feet, he also had a lot of scars on his body as well as a gashing wound on his chest that Nátt quickly healed and cleaned with [Presidigitation], but then there was still the risk he would be infected, so Nátt cleaned the man's body with hot water and [Cleaning Potions], which are potions he made a few years ago:

[Cleaning Potions:

Can cleanse and clean any surface by pouring its contents onto the target- Clears of all impurities, germs, and baterias.]

The only problem is that this thing dries very quick, so he had to use a lot of it to clean the man's body, which took him a lot of time, but he was worried he would get sick just because he neglected him and that led to this man's death- After he rescued him from certain death!

Knowing that the man was being hunted down, Nátt quickly gathered a few twigs and sticks before choosing one and carving a simple bee symbol on it while enchaintg it with the [Nondetection] spell, which makes it impossible for him to be scried on from now on! This will stop any magic user from knowing where he was at all times, and- Oh fuck, he needs to know if they guy's evil! 'Oh, i have a spell for that too.' Nátt sighed in relief before his fingers danced in the air, he drew the pattern and the spell was activated...

He received nothing, meaning the guy was neither good nor evil- Neutral, just like he was.

"I wonder..." Nátt used his [Indentify] skill, which before you ask- It didn't work on Yggdrasil because he was stronger than him, which apparently makes this skill useless!

[Status]

Name: Mokzaxirrathan Grimspeaker

Gender: Male

Age: 32

Titles: The Damned, Dragon Hunter, Talented, Half-Titan, Cursed, Slayer, Grimspeaker Only Heir.

Status: Cursed |[Curse of Obsession], [Curse of Wrath], [Curse of Greed] | Unconcious, Tired, Healthy.

Strength: 40

Dexterity: 40

Endurance: 40

Intelligence: 10

Wisdom: 10

Charisma: 10

Power Tree:

Trunk:

[~Slayer~]

[~???~]

Thick Branches:

[~Improved Combat~]

[~Improved Attacks~]

[~Killing Mastery~]

[~Improved Defense~]

[~Improved Condition~]

[~Absolute Will~]

Looking at the floating screen in front of him, Náttúrumaður felt like he was invading something private for a second, but then the title [Grimspeaker Only Heir] was something- Also, the guy's very cursed, Nátt places a hand on the guy's chest and started to look through him- Feeling his energy entering the man's body was something he never thought would feel so strange before, since he only tried this with animals before.

What he is doing is simple- He's using his magic energy to scan Mokzaxirrathan's body to find the curses- This is the application of his [Chanelling] ability. "Fuck-" Suddenly, a bright purple and black energy hit him back, making him flinch back as he saw a terrible aura of death and evil suddenly surrounding him, his [Detect Good and Evil] suddenly flashed hard, indicating that this inside him is very much evil, very much connected to this man's soul and cannot be removed.

Well, he sure as hell isn't strong enough to take it out of this guy's without hurting him really bad and possibly killing him- Well, he still has his [All-Healing Potion] that can ressurect him, and he can also use [Revivefy] as well, which can be very useful. 'But this...' Nátt stared at the evil, evil, powerful aura around the guy- 'This is something very much beyond me.' He couldn't identify what this was, but this was in the level of his father! the dragon who lived thousands of years and could easily turn a mountain into ash with a single spell!

Now this man has something similar inside of him- Which seems to be fighting him for control, but since this guy's body is unconcious, he cannot fight against his body being taken over, so the aura started to grow stronger as what was inside him tried to get to the surface of Mokzaxirrathan's body to try and control it. "Oh no you don't!" Nátt shouted as his fingers danced faster than they ever did and he casted a spell he knew would be useful in this situation: [Magic Circle], a spell which creates a 10-foot-radius, 20-foot-tall cylinder of magical energy centered on a point on the ground that he can see within range. Glowing runes appear wherever the cylinder intersects with the floor or other surface. And plus!

The creature can't willingly enter the cylinder by nonmagical means. If the creature tries to use teleportation or interplanar travel to do so, it will take damage! Also, any craeture within the circle cannot be charmed, stunned, frightened, or possesed. And just to help, he casted [Intellect Fortress] on Mokzaxirrathan Grimspeaker, to help him with whatever is happening inside his mind- This spell gives the target a stronger mind that can resist against psychic damage easily, and fight against something from inside , which is probably happening right now- "Should i?" Nátt wondered out loud, touching the man as he sighed, saying: "OH, fuck it." HIs fingers glowed as he casted [Greater Restoration] on 6th level, which is something he can now do!

"*Gasp*" The man gasped as he sat on the bed, his body sweating sudenly, his eyes glowing a menancing red light that made Nátt lfinch for a second before he stared right back- That thing inside the guy was trying to scare him. "Who?" His eyes suddenly stopped shining as he turned to look at the small (Not really) Náttúrumaður Grænn, who looked back at him, making the man growl a little before he stopped himself.

"My name's Náttúrumaður Grænn, and you're in my home." Nátt hummed before getting up, he was still wearing his clothes (Even though they are simple fur clothing, his Grasshopper Boots, His Leaves Coat, and his Seasons Staff, that's all he's wearing.), but the man suddenly got up- He was completely naked, wrapped in white clean bandages, just to be safe- Dad always said to be careful whenever you get hurt, and that's what Nátt is doing.

But he was not expecting to be flashed by an 8 feet (or more) tall man with his large cock- He made sure not to look at it, with all his might, and he succeseded- BUt now? Fuck- It's huge!

No!

Bad horny Náttúrumaður. No horny! It's fucking creepy.

"Well, if you're well enough to get up, you're well enough ot help me and pay your debt."

"Debt?" Nátt looked at the confused puppy-like man who just tilted his head sideqays, his eyes shining in a red light, like the thing insdide the man was also confused. "Of course- You didn't expect me to just save you willy nilly, right?" Nátt smiled, his [Tongues] Spell was really helping here, communication was easier than he thought with this spell- Since you know, he doesn't know how to speak other languages other than Draconic and Sylvian, the language of Dragons and the Fae.

"And how am i going to pay it? I don't have any coin on me- I'm literally naked." The man huffed, it reminded him of his father whenever he got annoyed at something. "Well, you're going to pay me with your body."

"..."

"..."

"wₕaₜ?"

-Author Note-

Wanna see how Mokzaxirrathan Grimspeaker looks like? Go back to the previous chapter and look the comments! (I sure hope there's the picture there, because if there isn't, i'm throwing hands with this app)