Beast of the Night (Part 2)
The dense forest blocked out the weak traces of starlight, darkness surrounded Selo.
The apprentice pharmacist cautiously trod through the forest, relying on the dim light of his oil lamp.
The forest and mountain at night is a place you cannot let your guard down. Selo may be young, but he understood the dangers.
The left the main road, and stepped on the branches that had fallen onto the ground. His destination tonight was where the “Night Weeping Grass” were growing.
The effects of the Belfry of Beast Avoidance extended to around this area, if one was not a hunter, there was no way of entering the dense forest further away from where the Night Weeping Grass were growing.
Finally, a field of white bell shaped flowers appeared in front of Selo after climbing on top of a slope.
Because there were no trees in the flower field, the starry sky could be seen.
Seeing the open sky, Selo calmed down a bit and let out a sigh of relief.
“Hurray, the flowers have blossomed splendidly.”
He muttered happily. All of the “Night Weeping Grass” were already blooming with beautiful flowers.
This type of Night Weeping Grass was a type of herb that could only be harvested deep within the mountains.
The effects of harvesting it in the morning or night were different. When it was picked as a bud in the morning, it is a nutritious herb, while picked at night in full bloom, it would become an ingredient for vitality potion.
It can be used as cigarette when it is rolled up within a piece of paper or a leaf after mixing and drying it with other medicinal herbs, then drying it again after a period of fermentation.
Since it could be used to raise one’s concentration, it was a type of herb favored by many sorcerers, but because it was complicated to process, buying it from elsewhere would cost a lot.
So, creating the tobacco used in the Ordoba mansion became Selo’s duty.
Selo didn’t smoke, but for his master Ordoba and the craftsmen, smoking was a hobby that was hard to get rid of.
(… But, grandfather said that it was bad for the body.)
Fino also said that “it smells disgusting”, and so avoided tobacco.
He once attempted to convince Ordoba to control the use of tobacco, but it seemed like this type of herb was related to the crafting of magic tools. Thinking back, his grandfather Zerdonato used to smoke as well.
After arriving at where the Night Weeping Grass were grown, Selo sat down in the shade where he could see the entire field of flowers.
He couldn’t pick the leaves yet.
The Night Weeping Grass which blossomed at night has a special trait, and that was where its name originated from.
After midnight, when human and fairies have fallen asleep, this plant would let out “shushu” sounds like a little animal.
Apparently it was the the screeching of nocturnal insects within the area, but this theory was never proven to be true. But altogether, when the sound resonated, that was when the Night Weeping Grass would exhibit its effects.
Collecting it when it was weeping would make it an excellent herb.
Selo quietly waited for that moment to come.
He leaned back on the tree and gazed up into the night’s sky.
The stars shone brightly as well tonight.
At the corner of the night’s sky was “Kramkram’s garden”, where the stars gathered, an area of with all the colors in profusion.
Rumours said that it was where the gods lived, they had come here to create this world, then returned there.
Holding his hands up towards the sky, just within the area where his palm covered, was a world of myths.
When he was younger, Fino often told him about it.
The hardworking Fino who was also a sorcerer was very knowledgeable of the origins of the myths and the legends of gods. Teaching Selo who was younger than her may have been a way of revising what she had learnt.
The goddess of crops, Kelen, and the goddess of harvest, Elekna, dragged other gods into their sibling quarrel.
The legend of how Nirwario The Artisan God’s disciple, Lulubu The God of Crafting, disregarded godhood to become a human.
The reason for the forced separation of the goddesses of gemini, Ketica and Shutika, who loved each other deeply——
Fino told him all sorts of stories.
There was also a legend about the Night Weeping Grass.
“Selo did you know? Night Weeping Grass would cry because it is waiting for the deceased lover that will never appear no matter how long it has waited ——“
Until now, Selo still remembered her lisp, and the look on her face as she told the story.
About one to two hours later, when Selo was drowned in his memories, the sound of “weeping” could be heard beside his ear.
The sleepy Selo that heard the sound hurriedly stood up.
Shu —— Shu —— The surrounding Night Weeping Grass wept loudly.
They didn’t all start weeping at the same time, but after a few seconds, the number of weeps gradually increased.
The sound of weeping spreaded around like a wave.
At the same time, the top of the flower field was covered with a milky white light.
Little particles of light rose up from the flowers into the night sky.
Not long later, the scene started to look like a waterfall of light rising up towards the sky.
The power of spirits undetectable by humans is stored within the Night Weeping Grass. The moment when the power stored in the morning is released at night —— that was the most suitable moment for harvest.
Selo hurriedly harvested the leaves around him with his hands.
The chorus of Night Weeping Grass echoed throughout the night.
The weeping continued, and began to seem like a commotion of merriment.
It was rather loud.
The white bell-shaped flowers slightly vibrated, some of them also shook as if they were dancing.
Within most of these shaking flowers were insects.
To flowers, insects were important symbionts that carried their pollen. The pollen would stick onto the insect as it rolled within the flowers.
Selo felt a pang of headache from the noise created by the weeps of the Night Weeping Grass, and the friction between the stems and the leaves, so he quickened his pace to harvest.
The duration of weeps was only five minutes, there was no time to leisurely wait around.
He concentrated on his work, and placed the harvested leaves into the basket.
Right now, his concentration was only on the Night Weeping Grass.
Because he was too concentrated with work, Selo didn’t notice his surroundings.
—— So he didn’t realize something approached him from “within the darkness”.
Their footsteps were covered by the weeping of the Night Weeping Grass. “That shadow” approached Selo as if it was gliding.
A wild beast hidden within darkness ——
That existence stared intently at Selo.
The beast stared at the unknowing Selo, and pulled its bow from afar.
The arrow in its hand stored the radiance of thunder, without an arrowhead or a fletching, it didn’t even have a physical shape.
The weeping of the Night Weeping Grass covered the presence of the shooter.
And so, the shooter shot the arrow of thunder towards Selo without hesitating.
Beast of the Night (Part 2)
The dense forest blocked out the weak traces of starlight, darkness surrounded Selo.
The apprentice pharmacist cautiously trod through the forest, relying on the dim light of his oil lamp.
The forest and mountain at night is a place you cannot let your guard down. Selo may be young, but he understood the dangers.
The left the main road, and stepped on the branches that had fallen onto the ground. His destination tonight was where the “Night Weeping Grass” were growing.
The effects of the Belfry of Beast Avoidance extended to around this area, if one was not a hunter, there was no way of entering the dense forest further away from where the Night Weeping Grass were growing.
Finally, a field of white bell shaped flowers appeared in front of Selo after climbing on top of a slope.
Because there were no trees in the flower field, the starry sky could be seen.
Seeing the open sky, Selo calmed down a bit and let out a sigh of relief.
“Hurray, the flowers have blossomed splendidly.”
He muttered happily. All of the “Night Weeping Grass” were already blooming with beautiful flowers.
This type of Night Weeping Grass was a type of herb that could only be harvested deep within the mountains.
The effects of harvesting it in the morning or night were different. When it was picked as a bud in the morning, it is a nutritious herb, while picked at night in full bloom, it would become an ingredient for vitality potion.
It can be used as cigarette when it is rolled up within a piece of paper or a leaf after mixing and drying it with other medicinal herbs, then drying it again after a period of fermentation.
Since it could be used to raise one’s concentration, it was a type of herb favored by many sorcerers, but because it was complicated to process, buying it from elsewhere would cost a lot.
So, creating the tobacco used in the Ordoba mansion became Selo’s duty.
Selo didn’t smoke, but for his master Ordoba and the craftsmen, smoking was a hobby that was hard to get rid of.
(… But, grandfather said that it was bad for the body.)
Fino also said that “it smells disgusting”, and so avoided tobacco.
He once attempted to convince Ordoba to control the use of tobacco, but it seemed like this type of herb was related to the crafting of magic tools. Thinking back, his grandfather Zerdonato used to smoke as well.
After arriving at where the Night Weeping Grass were grown, Selo sat down in the shade where he could see the entire field of flowers.
He couldn’t pick the leaves yet.
The Night Weeping Grass which blossomed at night has a special trait, and that was where its name originated from.
After midnight, when human and fairies have fallen asleep, this plant would let out “shushu” sounds like a little animal.
Apparently it was the the screeching of nocturnal insects within the area, but this theory was never proven to be true. But altogether, when the sound resonated, that was when the Night Weeping Grass would exhibit its effects.
Collecting it when it was weeping would make it an excellent herb.
Selo quietly waited for that moment to come.
He leaned back on the tree and gazed up into the night’s sky.
The stars shone brightly as well tonight.
At the corner of the night’s sky was “Kramkram’s garden”, where the stars gathered, an area of with all the colors in profusion.
Rumours said that it was where the gods lived, they had come here to create this world, then returned there.
Holding his hands up towards the sky, just within the area where his palm covered, was a world of myths.
When he was younger, Fino often told him about it.
The hardworking Fino who was also a sorcerer was very knowledgeable of the origins of the myths and the legends of gods. Teaching Selo who was younger than her may have been a way of revising what she had learnt.
The goddess of crops, Kelen, and the goddess of harvest, Elekna, dragged other gods into their sibling quarrel.
The legend of how Nirwario The Artisan God’s disciple, Lulubu The God of Crafting, disregarded godhood to become a human.
The reason for the forced separation of the goddesses of gemini, Ketica and Shutika, who loved each other deeply——
Fino told him all sorts of stories.
There was also a legend about the Night Weeping Grass.
“Selo did you know? Night Weeping Grass would cry because it is waiting for the deceased lover that will never appear no matter how long it has waited ——“
Until now, Selo still remembered her lisp, and the look on her face as she told the story.
About one to two hours later, when Selo was drowned in his memories, the sound of “weeping” could be heard beside his ear.
The sleepy Selo that heard the sound hurriedly stood up.
Shu —— Shu —— The surrounding Night Weeping Grass wept loudly.
They didn’t all start weeping at the same time, but after a few seconds, the number of weeps gradually increased.
The sound of weeping spreaded around like a wave.
At the same time, the top of the flower field was covered with a milky white light.
Little particles of light rose up from the flowers into the night sky.
Not long later, the scene started to look like a waterfall of light rising up towards the sky.
The power of spirits undetectable by humans is stored within the Night Weeping Grass. The moment when the power stored in the morning is released at night —— that was the most suitable moment for harvest.
Selo hurriedly harvested the leaves around him with his hands.
The chorus of Night Weeping Grass echoed throughout the night.
The weeping continued, and began to seem like a commotion of merriment.
It was rather loud.
The white bell-shaped flowers slightly vibrated, some of them also shook as if they were dancing.
Within most of these shaking flowers were insects.
To flowers, insects were important symbionts that carried their pollen. The pollen would stick onto the insect as it rolled within the flowers.
Selo felt a pang of headache from the noise created by the weeps of the Night Weeping Grass, and the friction between the stems and the leaves, so he quickened his pace to harvest.
The duration of weeps was only five minutes, there was no time to leisurely wait around.
He concentrated on his work, and placed the harvested leaves into the basket.
Right now, his concentration was only on the Night Weeping Grass.
Because he was too concentrated with work, Selo didn’t notice his surroundings.
—— So he didn’t realize something approached him from “within the darkness”.
Their footsteps were covered by the weeping of the Night Weeping Grass. “That shadow” approached Selo as if it was gliding.
A wild beast hidden within darkness ——
That existence stared intently at Selo.
The beast stared at the unknowing Selo, and pulled its bow from afar.
The arrow in its hand stored the radiance of thunder, without an arrowhead or a fletching, it didn’t even have a physical shape.
The weeping of the Night Weeping Grass covered the presence of the shooter.
And so, the shooter shot the arrow of thunder towards Selo without hesitating.
