Vol. 7 Ch. 23

The flock of Piphus Orgalas was chasing her. She ran toward Trif and went past him.

Once she did, Trif cast a spell, “CONJURE SPIKES!”

The first 5 boars ran into the spikes and panicked, the rest of the boars bumped into those 5 which killed them instantly, which in turn protected the rest, the remaining split into two directions, the left which Phize has covered, and the right with Hazel.

He yelled at them, “YOU TWO DUMMIES! GO ON AND DO YOUR JOB!”

7 of the boar-like creatures were chasing after Phize. He was breathing in and out rapidly.

He panicked in his mind, “What’s my plan? What’s my plan? What’s my plan? What’s my plan?… Got it, I’ll just do the same thing as he did.”

He turned to the monsters and chanted, “CONJURE SPIKES!”

The ground shook and spikes formed from the ground. Little did he know, the Piphus Orgala was famous for adapting, and so it did, by going around the formed structures.

“CRAP!”

The boars were almost near him, giving him not much time to react.

He hastily chanted, “STORAGE MAGIC!”

A portal opened and from it, he grabbed his steel shield, and with it, he blocked against the monsters, and so the portal closed. The leading monster hit his shield with its horns and launched him into the air.

He screamed, “GYAAAAAAAH!!!”

He looked at the ground as he was falling.

He cast a spell, “WATER!”

A magic circle from his right hand and water came gushing out of it, reducing the force as he fell. He landed on the ground safely, but the relentless boars were near. He directed the water spell to the boars out of panic, and the boars slipped.

He was surprised, but he knew what to do, and rose.

“NOW’S MY CHANCE!”

He thought for a bit.

“I have to use a spell that is faster than the spikes… Either that or…”

The boars were getting up.

“No more time.”

He aimed his right hand at them and cast a spell, “CONTINUOUS EXPLOSION!”

Yellow sparks formed from the designated area.

Kaboom! Kaboom!

In an instant, the area exploded.

Shriek.

The boars were screaming in pain as their bodies combusted, then another explosion came, and the ground shook before him, leaving faults from the explosions. The wind blew away from the region, and it was reaching him.

Whoosh. Whoosh.

The explosion calmed down.

“I-Is it ove-”

Kaboom!

Then another one came.

“C-Can the boar even live past this?”

The spell ended and he stared at the burnt bodies.

“Yeah, this is… a bit overkill on my end.”

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He went back to them.

“I-I did it,” he said as he raised his hand in triumph.

Trif grunted, “Took you long enough, the other brat here just finished,” he referred to Hazel.

She waved her hand at him and he waved back at her.

He asked him, “How many exactly did we kill?”

Trif grunted, “Use your math, dumbass.”

“What a shithead,” Phize thought.

Lili answered, “One was killed back there, and 5 died from the first attack, Hazel said 7 went after her, how many chased you?”

“7 on mine.”

Hazel concluded, “Well then, that makes 20, doesn’t it? We’re done.”

“What do we do then? What I meant was… what do we bring back to them? Do we like… cut their heads off and bring it to them?” Phize asked them.

Trif responded, “It said to bring a pair of horns for each kill.”

“40 horns then,” he sighed, “Better get started then.”

They tailed back their steps, to try and find those that they have killed, and cut the horns from them. Phize was in front of the burnt boars. He smelled the air around him.

“Smells like burnt meat,” he perceived.

He held in his hand the steel sword. He was quite hesitant to cut the flesh.

“Why, oh why, do we have to cut these?”

He gulped, “Here goes nothing.”

He closed his eyes, though he left his right eye slightly open, to not cut himself.

Squish.

“Eww…”

He was terribly disgusted.

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Trif placed the bag of horns in front of the receptionist. The receptionist opened the bag and counted them one by one, “1… 2… 3… 4… 5… Your party can go sit at the table for now. 6…”

They sat at an empty table.

Phize spoke, “Phew, we got that one taken care of. Good thing, we actually worked together this time, in some way.”

Trif replied, “This only happened because you followed my orders.”

“What are you talki-”

“I’m taking a drink upstairs.”

He stood from the stool and went upstairs. They were all silent.

Lili said, “I think, I’m taking a drink too. Wait up, Trif!”

She followed after him upstairs.

Phize let out a big sigh.

“Trif really is a big jerk.”

Hazel was flabbergasted by his sudden release of thought.

She whispered to him, “Hey, I get what you feel, but wouldn’t he be able to hear what you’re saying?”

“Yes, I know. But I just can’t… I just can’t stand him anymore.”

She let out a breath of fresh air, “I understand what you mean.”

“I’m trying to be nice to him, but he just keeps insulting me. Not only to me but to you and Lili too. Lili’s becoming more helpful to us, although Trif, he’s more of a nuisance.”

“Um, maybe keep this rant when we’re in a private place?”

“I wanna give him a piece of my mind. I’d like to show who’s the idiot.”

Trif interrupted, “Oh ho? You’re giving me a piece of your mind, little shithead?”

Phize turned around in shock. There he saw Trif waiting by the stairs. Hazel’s heart started beating faster.

“When did you come back?” Phize asked.

“I’ve been listening to your rants, for quite a while now. But I too, have had it. So let me give you a piece of MY mind.”

END OF EPISODE 71