25: Chapter 9 Homesickness_2 25: Chapter 9 Homesickness_2 “Are there any Magical Beasts in the sea?” Richard suddenly had a glimmer in his eyes.
“Of course.” The little fox hesitated for a moment but decided to tell the truth.
“Then we are saved!” Richard laughed heartily, “You just said you are a Soul Singer, able to call upon Magical Beasts to become your pets with a Spirit Communication War Song, and I’m a natural Soul Singer.
Each of us could summon a sea Magical Beast, build a raft, and have the beasts tow it back home.”
“But the sea beasts dwell in the depths of the ocean.
How can we summon them and communicate with them?” Helen posed a problem.
“I see…” Richard engaged in deep thought while supporting his chin, “If we can’t catch something from the sea, then we’ll catch something from the sky.
Catch some big birds to put them to work, I’ve seen some large birds flying over the island these past few days, seemed like ospreys.
What about catching them?”
“Is this feasible…” Helen seemed uncomfortable, “The pets we recruit, we must treat them with a sincere heart!
They must be treated as our own family.
Isn’t this a little too selfish?”
“As long as we can get back to your hometown, nobody cares if you treat them like your grandfather!” Richard said.
“But each Soul Singer can only recruit one magical pet, unless it falls in battle or dies of natural causes, we must abide by the contract and can’t recruit a second one!
Although my original pet bravely died in our last battle with desert bandits, and I could summon another Magical Beast as a pet, but…” The little fox spoke hesitantly, “Really, if we get back to our hometown with a pet like osprey, we would become a laughingstock for the other Altar sacrificial ceremony priests.”
It’s better than staying on this island!” Richard said carelessly,” And besides, you must want to get your revenge, right?
So many of your sisters and family members died at the hands of those bandits, what can you do stranded on this barren island?”
Mention of revenge brought tears to the little fox’s eyes.
“Look at my stupid mouth!” Richard regretted his words.
Compared to the deep-seated hatred towards our enemies, the honor of a sacrificer shouldn’t be a burden!” The little fox wiped her tears and spoke.
“Also, there’s another thing, Helen…” Richard asked carefully, “Don’t the Sea Clan despise unauthorized vessels passing through their territory?
If we encounter them on our raft, wouldn’t we be attacked?”
“We would!” Helen answered bluntly.
“Then tell me quickly about that life-burning spell, I’m a natural Soul Singer, aren’t I?
In case of emergency, I’ll unleash that technique, and we’ll go down fighting!” Richard’s desperado nature emerged again.
“I’m sorry…” Helen spoke regretfully, “Dear Richard, Soul Singers don’t have the ability to use life magic.
Only after comprehending the ‘Berserk War Song’ and advancing to a War Shaman can one have the right to burn life.
If I could understand the power of burning life, I might not have met you today.
Although for Beamon sacrificers, burning one’s life is a suicidal move and the scripture of the war god explicitly states that suicide is a coward’s act, it prevents the soul from reaching Beamon’s rest in afterlife, but in the case of my people’s massacre, I would definitely inherit the footsteps of my predecessors without hesitation from the Heigar battle.”
“Without a trump card and just the two of us, it’s a bit precarious.” Richard felt a bit anxious. Google seaʀᴄh novèlfire.net
“Should we still go home?” Helen looked at Richard’s face, full of dependency.
“Yes!” Richard was immediately invigorated by her look, “To hell with it, the sea is so vast, what are the odds!”
“Do you know?” Helen tenderly touched Richard’s face and said, “When I first saw you, I thought you were a cowardly and lazy member of the Pigiel race!
I never expected that the war god would grant me the greatest warrior.”
“A Pigiel pig-faced man?” Richard touched his own nose, smiling awkwardly, “My current appearance does resemble a pig.”
“Attracting the so-called most beautiful girls of the Fox Tribe requires more than just a handsome face, you’re making our fox girls out to be too shallow!” Helen pouted.
No matter what she does, the little fox is always so tempting!
Richard turned his head aside, making a face.
“How do the Pigiel pig-headed men get by in your place?” Calculating in his mind, if he were to return to the fox tribe, he couldn’t just appear as a human as it wouldn’t be plausible.
Apart from the subtle hostility between Beamon and humans, no one would probably believe that he was a human with his current looks.
“In Beamon, the noble class is composed of battle-related tribes.
The noble’s job is to protect the civilians and to prove their valor with swords and shields when war breaks out.
But our Fawkes tribe is the only noble tribe that can’t go to war.
Among my tribe, aside from the Altar Sacrificial Ceremony priests with magical pets, the majority of the tribe usually holds a goose quill pen and balance, not a sword and shield.
And so the king bestowed to the Fawkes tribe the mightiest warriors of Beamon, the giant elephant warrior of Orephin tribe, and the most prolific and populous pig-faced men of the Pigiel tribe.” The little fox finished speaking and took a glance at Richard.