CH 82.3

Psychedelic Poison (3)

The spider-like demonic creatures didn’t react. It rolled over twice before coming to a still and bared its teeth at the intruder, but after seeing who had kicked it, it immediately shrank all its limbs and became a spherical mass, in a gesture of surrender.

It already had a very low intelligence and knew not to mess with the creature in front of it.

Rothgarr looked at it grimly. “What did you do to her?”

The spider demonic creature felt very aggrieved. It had just tied up its prey, and didn’t have time to do anything else. It hurriedly shook its head, stretched out its front limbs tremblingly, and lowered its head even more. This was a very thorough gesture of surrender.

Rothgarr snorted coldly and turned to look at Anna’s situation, but the moment he saw her appearance, he was stunned.

In order to prevent the prey from escaping, the spider demonic creature tied Anna firmly with vines. These vines wrapped her from top to bottom like a zongzi*, and the skin between the vines was stretched red and bulged. Her whole person was like a gift packaged to be given away, exuding a seductive atmosphere.

[T/N: A zongzi is a traditional Chinese rice dish made of glutinous rice stuffed with different fillings and wrapped in bamboo leaves.]

At this time, the spider demonic creature hurriedly manipulated the vines to release Anna. Anna fell in mid-air and was caught subconsciously by Rothgarr. She had passed out, and her whole body was leaning softly against his arms, the heat of her body through the clothes burned against his skin.

Rothgarr swallowed unconsciously. He turned his eyes away abruptly, and happened to meet eyes with the spider-like demonic creature.

The spider-like demonic creature, who was stared at by Rothgarr’s unkind eyes, shuddered in panic, and didn’t know how to show a more submissive attitude. It simply kicked its legs on the ground and rolled around.

Rothgarr didn’t pay any attention to its attempt at being cute. He held Anna with one hand and walked to the fruit tree guarded by the spider-like demonic creature.

This fruit tree was only a little more than three meters high, and the fruit growing on the tree was very different from the typical colors found in the forest. It was actually colorful and similar in shape and size to plums. If Anna saw it, she would definitely say that it was poisonous.

Rothgarr moved his fingers slightly, and the rainbow colored fruits on the tree fell to the ground. He thought about it, cut a small piece from Anna’s torn skirt and threw it on the ground. He ordered: “Wrap it.”

The spider-like demonic creature was so aggrieved. It had been guarding these fruits for a long time, and it did not bear to eat them itself. The remaining fruits on the tree were not ripe yet. It would take the night star to rise at least two hundred times before they would ripen!

But it still listened obediently. So what if it was reluctant? If it didn’t listen, it would die.

Because of the special nature of its limbs, it was afraid of poking the fruit, so it could only carefully roll the fruit onto the cloth like how one would roll a ball. It picked up a corner of the cloth with each of its two forelimbs at the same time, lifted it, and slowly moved it over to Rothgarr.

Rothgarr took the wrapped fruit, but he was afraid that Anna would be uncomfortable if he held her with only one hand, so he carried her out of the woods in a princess carry. He spread his wings and flew into the sky.

Rothgarr quickly took Anna back to the castle and walked in along the hallway.

Just before reaching Anna’s room, he saw Balan and Catherine, who was in Balan’s arms.

Seeing Rothgarr, Balan smiled and said, “Roth, Catherine was worried about where Anna went. They are already very good friends, so good to the point that I feel jealous.”

Catherine took a peek at Anna, who was being held in Rothgarr’s arms. When she heard Balan’s words, she shyly buried her head in his arms.

Rothgarr ignored Balan, but Balan was very interested: “Where did you two go to play, why didn’t you call me along? … Heavens, Roth, you must have had a lot of fun!”

Although Rothgarr pressed Anna firmly to his chest, Balan still saw Anna’s disheveled clothes when he got closer.

“Tsk tsk, her clothes are all torn to pieces. I didn’t expect this, Roth. You are more wild than me.” Balan couldn’t help teasing.

Catherine, who was in his arms, couldn’t help but think of those shameful images. Her ears were red and she didn’t even dare to look at Anna.

“Shut up!” Rothgarr said almost exasperatedly. “She was poisoned by a psychedelic poison.”

He pointed to Anna’s right ankle where there was a tiny spot of light blue blood.

Balan glanced at it, thought for a while, and said, “Could it be a green beetle?”

The green beetle of the Demon Realm was considered a relatively low-level demonic creature, and had not developed intelligence. They usually moved underground, and they would burrow out of mud to attack creatures when they hunt. They were small, only the size of a knuckle, but a thin needle almost as long as its body could extend from the top of its head and be used to inject the poison into the body of their prey. The poisoned person would have hallucinations and be in a state of panic.

“This hallucinogenic toxin wears off quickly, so don’t worry,” Balan said.