Seedling 25
“Watch carefully, little girl. This is how you, cut.” A grizzled old man said, taking a strange sword stance.
Phzzzzzt!
In front of the old man tens of towering trees fell like a radiating wave of dominos.
“Do you understand?”
“Yes, master!” a small girl said with shining eyes.
Meanwhile, thousands of feet up in the air, I watched.
What the hell was wrong with this guy chopping innocent trees down?
Hey! Hey! Hey! You think trees don’t have any way to fight back?
You think, wrongly.
White Mana Flame has been cast!
Watching the old man below turn into a dancing flame man, accompanied by a cheering girl I nodded to myself. Even if I wasn’t irritated enough to burn through his Aura, it was enough to demonstrate my stance
See if you practice your arts on any more innocent kin of mine.
Rustle.
So what if the relation between a Mana Tree and a normal tree is the same as the ground and the sky?
They are both part of the same planet, therefore my logic is impeccable.
Besides, isn’t it fun to watch a burning human run around?
Look, he’s even jumped in that lake full of hungry fish!
Oh! There’s even a tentacle monster involved now from the small lake’s depths.
Wow, that munchkin can sure cut, she’s making sashimi of those tentacles.
Uh oh.
Why are they both staring up here…
Strategic departure, go!
Sword Aura arced up attempting to slice my floating Garden into pieces.
Too bad, they couldn’t get through the Flameshield around my Garden island in the sky.
They would need another ten thousand years to reach my level.
Eh?
Why is the midget girl covered in a dark forboding Aura.
I’ve seen that type of Aura before, it was….
Hm…
Actually, I can’t remember. Is this what they call ‘getting old’ these days?
Tsk.
Let’s check the memory bank I’ve made from my Roots.
There it is! That aura is Demonic! Ho ho, what’s a normal human doing teaching a demonic half-breed?
Rustle.
What? You think we should offer them asylum?
Can you imagine what would happen!
Think about it, Sword Aura slicing everywhere, the mess, the cleanups, the constant renewal of targets…
Ruuuuuustle.
I’m sure we can find better playmates for the Kitsune kiddos.
Rustlee.
Ok. Fiiiiiiiiiine.
I’ll send a leaf down to take them up.
If it all goes wrong, just remember, you bullied me into this!
