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Finding another paralysis grass was easier than he initially thought. It was just around the corner after he walked for a minute.

Whether he was lucky or this area was where the grasses grew, he didn't know. But he found two paralysis grasses in the same area.

Learning from his earlier mistake, Max didn't use his bare hand to harvest the grass. He cut the stalk and took the root alongside the dirt underneath it. As for the other one, he just took the grass along with the dirt without touching its leaves.

With that, he secured his quest's material as well as getting an extra paralysis grass.

"Alright, that's one down." He exclaimed and sighed in relief. "Next is the mandrake and the Troll's blood. Both are a bit tricky, but I should be able to finish them in an hour."

— We believe in you *monotone

— Good luck with that! *monotone

— As if you can finish it in an hour! Hmpf! It's not like I don't believe you, though. Forget it! *bashful tone

— Get killed *Deep tone

— Guys, why did you add *tone at the end of your sentence? *questioning tone

— … You also did it

— These guys are high. I bet they ate too much paralysis potion that they can't talk normally again and need to use it to convey their feeli-

The chat was high, that was what Max thought as well after he read their nonsense. They were probably bored because there wasn't any action since the start of the game.

But… They shouldn't worry about that.

"Hmm?"

Max's ears caught something moving pretty fast toward him from a distance.

Many magical creatures were living in this forest. Based on understanding of magical creatures, they were all hostile toward humans without a doubt. Which meant, whatever coming toward him was an enemy.

Gripping his earth sword tighter, he faced the direction where he heard the sound. His expression hardened as he was ready to fight.

"There are no footsteps, but the bush is moving. There is an enemy incoming, probably a small one or something with padded toes that absorb sound. Whatever it is, it's an enemy for sure."

— Sound? Did anyone hear something?

— Yeah, there is this swish swish sound of bushes moving. Are you sure it's not just wind?

— Nah, wind won't create a sound in just one direction. It will certainly affect the bushes near Breeze too

— So it's confirmed to be an enemy. Finally, something exciting! I almost fell asleep watching him walking around aimlessly.

"Sorry for walking around aimlessly, alright. Now I have something to kill, so I hope you're entertained with it." Max said and grinned excitedly. The sound got closer, and the bush across from his location moved. "It's here."

Something small, around 50 cm in size, jumped from the bush. Its body and head was similar to a weasel, but its green, thick tail looked similar to a scythe. It bared its fangs as it leaped toward Max without warning, hissing loudly to intimidate him.

"Wind Slash!"

Max immediately reacted and took out his wand and activated his spell. Unlike Earth Weapon that didn't require a wand, as it was a conjuring division, manipulation magic needed it to control the direction and the power.

A blade of wind flew out as he swung his wand with his left hand. It hit the weasel monster, but did nothing more than create a slight injury to the monster.

However, it did make it flinch and angry. Retaliating, the weasel swung its scythe-like tail and it extended more than 2 meters.

Swoosh!

The tail went straight toward Max's neck. He parried it with his crude sword, making it crack under the force it took.

"Whoa, this sword's durability is terrible." He commented as he dived forward before the magical weasel could touch the ground. "Let's test its sharpness."

The sword cut the air and the magical creature's chest. It created a vertical wound extending all across its chest, making it cry in pain. Red blood spurted out as the sword crumbled into dust.

The weasel didn't die yet. Rather, it became angrier and cautious.

Once its small feet touched the ground, it immediately ran away at a full speed. It was so fast that Max was taken off guard and could only watch its small back disappearing into a bush.

Blinking repeatedly, Max finally came to his senses and cursed.

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"What the fuck? I thought it was angry, but it ran away?! It doesn't make sense! This game is strange. Everything is strange! Why can't they just make the monster attack me normally?

And this spell sucks. It crumbled just by parrying and hitting a weasel once."

— Even monster ran away from Breeze lol

— I didn't know whether I should pity the weasel or Breeze for creating a useless spell

— 2 Hit is good enough. Usually, that spell can only withstand a hit

— Rank 2 Earth Weapon is really different. It can actually injure a magical creature

— Breeze, think for a little and compare the damage of your Wind Slash and the Earth Weapon. The latter clearly creates more damage.

"I know." Max growled as he read the chat. He wasn't stupid. "I was just dissatisfied with its performance. I thought it could handle more than that, you know?"

At least three hits, that was what he thought the spell would be able to handle.

'At this rate, I don't know whether I would be able to defeat a Troll or not. This spell is simply not strong enough to deal damage. I bet the Troll's skin is thicker than the weasel.'

Max's plan also didn't guarantee his success. At most, it increased his chance to defeat the Troll, that was it. In the end, dealing a damage and final blow could only be left to his spell.

'I also didn't get EXP because the weasel ran away. If I saw that creature once again, I would focus on dodging and beheading it or stab its internal organ. That way, I would be able to kill it at once.'

Still being silent, he began to walk once again. He was racking his brain on how to find and get the Troll's blood.

Not knowing what he was thinking about with a serious face, the chat began to guess wildly.

— He's holding off fart

— I bet he's thinking to get a grilled weasel after this

— Breeze is trying to find a toilet for sure. His face tell me that he want to pee!

— Nah, he probably think on how to kill the weasel and create a book titled '101 ways to kill a weasel'

— No, he's thinking on how to pierce the Troll's stomach or cut its PP

— Or he could be thinking all of them while holding off pee and finding a toilet.

— Makes sense *nod nod*