30 - Keeper Of The Mind

Chapter 30 - Keeper Of The Mind

Written By Curiostyx

~〈The Lobster〉~

His Master stood far away, observing the new surroundings he had just woken up to.

'Why... Why did he...' The Lobster understood that what his Master had just done would have been impossible, he had never displayed such Magic...

Yet he did, and the Lobster's wounds had been sealed shut... His HP had yet to recover but it had stopped going down. Returning to his previous state wouldn't be so hard with his regeneration.

'...Just how much did he spend...?' He knew what his Master had done, he had acquired this new miraculous Magic from Skill Points...

But...

'Why would he spend so much... On me... Is he stupid?' Perhaps.

One had to understand that the Lobster only gained about 25 Skill Points every level up... In fact, that was the average for this World's Aboriginals.

'To think... He would spend so much...' Magic was universally expensive unless one had a specific racial affinity... But no way did a Fire Wyrm have any affinity with Healing Magic—Larry concluded.

In Larry's mind, the Master must have used up a significant portion of the Skill Points he had earned up to this point...

"Master... Why did you heal me...?" He asked the Fire Wyrm.

"Hm...? Why wouldn't I...?" The Wyrm inquired back with the confusion clear in his tone.

"A waste... A waste of—" The Lobster's words were shortly interrupted as one of his Master's iconic balls was stuffed into his mouth.

"Keep those words for yourself, you're far more important than some numbers... Not that you're of any importance, of course." The Wyrm quickly corrected himself before turning back to the horizon.

'I see... Hahaha, my Master is a dumbass.' Of course, he kept those words to himself, lest he lose his tongue...

"...Larry." His Master called out as the Lobster raised his head, making eye contact with the Wyrm.

"...No—Uh, nevermind..." The Wyrm couldn't formulate his words properly as he broke eye contact.

"...Just don't leave me, m'kay? You're the only thing keeping my mind intact." The Wyrm stated casually before turning his attention skyward, towards the Overlord Dragon.

"Of course..."

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~〈The Wyrm〉~

"...So what's the deal, huh? Why'd you save my ass?" The Wyrm spat at the Dragon who was currently taking a bath in the nearby lava pool.

"Begone with that foul tongue of yours..." The Dragon said in a calm tone, seemingly not actually offended by the Wyrm's manner of speech.

"...Fine, but still... Why did you save me?" The Wyrm asked again, this time in a more amicable tone. Truthfully, swearing was just how Issei regularly spoke, he never wanted to come off as antagonistic...

"I did no such thing, your attendant did." The Dragon stated as he directed one of his claws to the handicapped Larry.

"Uh... You know what I meant." It felt like talking to a brick wall, very enjoyable.

"You have defeated a member of my Guard... By Right of Conquest, you usurp his position." The Dragon stated as he extended a claw, poking the Wyrm's forehead.

「You have been subjugated by ~Fire Dragon Rend~. Do you accept?」

"Didn't I already tell you before...? I refuse—" The Wyrm was interrupted as the Dragon pointed a claw at his handicapped Minion.

That's right, Larry wouldn't die but he had been handicapped to the point of not being able to move right. He would recover in due time, though such a time would not come tomorrow.

At least four days, not a lot of time but still enough for the Dragon to use as leverage.

There was also nothing that could stop the Overlord from 'accidentally' stepping on poor Larry...

"..." The Wyrm didn't say a word as he processed the information.

"...Alright, but what could I do as your Guard? Why does a Dragon need Guards, anyway?" It was like appointing Guards for fucking Shrek, completely unnecessary.

Not that Shrek would want to fuck any run-of-the-mill Guard, of course.

A malicious grin widened on the Dragon's face, almost looking like those damned statues who killed Drip Woo.

"Why not...?" That was what the Dragon responded with.

"...Sigh, what am I to do then?" This was actually the first time he would get a job, ever.

"That's for later~ Now, recovery is of utmost importance." Ah, that's right, the Wyrm and his MInion had almost met death.

"Recover your strength and you shall see what awaits your occupation," Rend stated before submerging himself back in the lava pool, refusing to elaborate as he left the scene.

"What an asshole..." The Wyrm couldn't help but mutter.

"I guess I can finally have lunch now..." The Wyrm muttered before walking to Eel's corpse, Rend had been kind enough to carry it here.

「The Skill ~Overeating~ has leveled up. LV raised to 3.」

"...What?" He muttered as the corpse suddenly vanished, only the skeletal structure remained...

"Were you that hungry, Master...?" His Minion asked from the background, clearly he had seen some stuff.

"Huff, clearly..." The Wyrm muttered before looking through all the Skills he had gained after the last fight.

From the Eel, he had gotten a whopping four Skills...

High-Speed Swimming, which was the next tier of the regular Swimming Skill. Another Dragon Scales, which was quickly assimilated. Life, which increased his HP by a few metrics. And finally, Probability Correction, which made missing a shot a herculean task.

—Flash~!*

A burst of light emanated from the Wyrm's claws as a bright flash filled the surroundings... This was the new Spell he had learned from Light Magic LV 2; Flashbang.

Speaking of Magic; Heretic Magic also leveled up, courtesy of Soul Reaper. The new Heretic Spell was "Phantom Insanity" which sounded badass as fuck... Unfortunately, he didn't have a lab rat to test it on.

Looking at all his Magic Skills, the Wyrm realized something...

"Light, Healing... And then I have Heresy, what a total black sheep." More black than the guy you caught your Mother with.

「The Skill ~Magic Warfare~ has been acquired. 200 Skill Points deducted from Bank.」

There really was no need for an explanation as to why he acquired this Skill, it was simply too useful. He would instinctively be able to cast Spells on the fly plus he could boost his Stats with MP, pretty damn useful...

'Now what else can I get...' It was damn time the Readers contribute.

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"Larry was too beloved, Lmao. Nah, I'm just joking, he was never meant to die." -Remark

Stones, that's all I ask for.