Our side’s wyvern leader is Celeta.
And the other side’s wyvern leader is Chugota.
Is it three against one?
However, it’s confusing.
Chugota clearly had one body.
But she had three necks and heads.
So is it one or three?
Looking at the status window, it seems like three.
But it also seems like one.
“Not just Twin-headed but a Triple-headed monster.”
‘Is it rare?’
“Rare indeed, very rare.”
Well, that makes sense.
I don’t even remember seeing a two-headed monster.
But a monster with three heads.
It seems this world still has many secrets.
“For a Triple-headed monster to occur naturally. It’s like a miracle.”
‘It looks even more incredible than a chimera.’
Traditionally, two-headed monsters are special.
Wasn’t the Twin-head Ogre traditionally considered a genius of magic?
I had heard stories like that of the great archmages Cho and Gal.
A Triple-headed monster might have the qualities to become not just an archmage but a god of magic.
Pelerian, who was carefully observing the enemy, offered a hypothesis.
“It seems it was originally a single-headed monster. But its head split during evolution.”
Looking at its appearance, I could understand what he meant.
All three heads had nostrils and mouths.
Meaning, they could breathe and consume food.
Probably each had a relatively small brain too.
But not eyes.
Two of the three had two eyes each, but the remaining one had no eyes.
“It split. The original head split into three pieces. Originally it probably had four eyes, left and right.”
Can a wyvern do that, it’s not a banana.
Chugota’s snout and head were triangular shaped.
When put together, they might fit perfectly.
In conclusion, it meant it was terribly ugly.
Those heads rubbed against each other as if trying to strengthen their brotherly bonds.
Then they each opened their mouths to gather destruction beams.
Three level 20 destruction beams.
Keeeng-
When gathered and fired simultaneously, something was shot that overwhelmed ordinary destruction beams.
Celeta, who was flying with us, showed incredible evasive maneuvering.
While flying fast, she spread her wings wide forward.
Tremendous air resistance occurred. The wing membrane bulged as if about to tear, causing Celeta’s body to spin once in mid-air.
Without the vine safety belt, the baby triplets would surely have fallen.
Truly reckless driving.
But thanks to that, we could avoid the triple destruction beam.
Boom!
When the beam swept across the ground, several stone pillars instantly shattered.
My heart sank.
Seeing that, Pelerian exclaimed.
“Magnificent…!”
‘What do you mean magnificent.’
Really though.
Oops, I did my ‘thought’ and thought in reverse.
“Evolution is such an amazing thing. I wondered why it evolved so inefficiently, but this wyvern split its own head into three and ultimately gained power rivaling a dragon’s breath.”
It is amazing.
I don’t know for sure, but this might be what a real dragon’s breath is like.
Probably even the Crown of Stealing couldn’t steal that power.
“How about you split your head into three too?”
‘Like U-ro-ros?’
“Yes.”
Absolutely not.
I’ll consider it when you become Pel-le-rian first.
The destruction beam that nearly killed her and her children, and Chugota who used it.
The wyvern mom growled while glaring at Chugota.
‘Is she going to fight?’
I thought that, but no.
Celeta let out a long cry and changed her flight direction.
The black-scaled wyverns took flight following her.
Celeta chose to retreat with her entire group.
“As expected of a leader monster.”
The tide had already turned.
Celeta chose to flee rather than everyone dying here.
‘Isn’t that bad? We need to go to Delfram.’
I thought we had luckily gotten closer to our destination but now we’re getting farther away.
But Pelerian quickly looked at the sky and sun, then sat on my tail and said.
“It’s fine. We seem to be heading toward Delfram actually.”
The driven-out group was heading toward where Pelerian’s dungeon was.
Well, that’s good then.
But why are the wyverns heading specifically toward the fairy magician’s dungeon?
==
There’s a saying.
Even if the Earth warms up and civilization collapses, that’s actually civilization perishing, not Earth perishing.
The saying that life is a tragedy when seen up close but a comedy when seen from afar might follow a similar track.
The monster wave that occurred in the great forest caused tremendous damage to humans.
Many people died.
Several territories were devastated, and it ultimately annihilated a continental infantry division after crossing the kingdom’s border.
However, stepping away from the human perspective and looking at it from the continent’s perspective.
It might actually be nothing special.
That is, if the great forest is like the continent’s philtrum.
The monster wave is like a big pimple suddenly appearing on the continent’s philtrum and popping.
There might be a little blood, but that’s all.
It wasn’t something that endangered the continent, or even the great forest.
The same was true for the fairies living there.
As they traditionally had, the fairies lived gathered near the World Tree.
No matter how ferocious the monsters became, that monster wave couldn’t possibly sweep through even the World Tree.
Therefore, despite the monster wave occurring, the fairies didn’t suffer much damage.
At the time, Heilit Langrey, who had been near the starting point of the monster wave, naturally took refuge with the fairies.
She returned with a blank expression.
And now it had been over three months since she started spending time leisurely eating fairy snacks.
Heilit, whose running form was like a deer’s, had always been similar to a fairy.
But now she had become plump in face, wrists, and ankles like a pastry shop daughter.
“Rembers!”
With cookie crumbs on her lips, she muttered while holding a triangular piece of bread.
“They said one bite would be filling…”
No one present paid attention to Heilit.
“They said one bite would be filling. I’ve already eaten four, why am I not full?”
Iris glanced at Heilit.
“Your stomach seems plenty full already though?”
“How dare you.”
Heilit lowered her voice while waving the bread.
This was the Elder’s residence.
No matter what she said, Iris and the Elder paid no attention.
From Heilit’s perspective, that was rather frustrating.
“…Why don’t you kick me out?”
Even as a hero, Heilit Langrey was strictly human.
Even if she somehow formed ties with elves, an outsider was an outsider.
It would have been natural to be kicked out when she barged in saying she’d just stay and eat for a bit.
Langrey had said she’d stay just briefly and ended up sticking around.
Iris and the Elder were baffled.
“You said not to kick you out because you’d stay just briefly.”
“Is there a problem with letting you stay?”
The Elder pointed out.
“No, I lied. I said I’d stay briefly but…”
“If it was a lie, does that mean you plan to stay longer, not briefly?”
The more they talked, the more frustrated Langrey felt.
“I mean, ‘briefly’ passed a long time ago.”
“Langrey, don’t raise your voice.”
Iris criticized Heilit Langrey’s tone.
“What do you mean raise my voice!”
Heilit jumped up from the sofa.
“It’s been three months already, why don’t you say anything?”
Then Iris and the Elder looked at each other in confusion.
“…It’s only been three months.”
“Why do you have so many complaints? If you don’t like it, get out.”
That was the problem.
The time perception between fairies and Langrey was that different.
“This is the problem.”
Heilit Langrey even felt anger.
“That laid-back attitude is the fairies’ problem.”
“Look who’s talking, lying around eating snacks.”
Iris and Heilit’s bickering was daily routine.
