The Librarian’s Lamentable Adventure: A Fantasy Light Novel by Radish Sleepy

Author:Radish, Sleepy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

13

“You sure we are on the right path?” Evie asked for the fourth time. I ignored the question. We had been walking since dawn and now the sun was slowly sinking towards the horizon. We wanted to get out of the woods and find a village before dark.

I was tired of sleeping under trees and hiding away from monsters and bandits. It had been a day since we fought the Faceless Gang and I was beginning to feel like we had entered a different part of the forest. I could feel mana pulsing around, almost as if we were in Bjorkuten.

I touched a tree with thorny branches and round purple fruits and felt the taint of dark mana within it. The sickly sweet smell and the faded colors on the leaves confirmed it. This part of the forest seemed alive, like an organism, shriveled but filled with life. I stopped and looked around. “What is this place?”

“I should be asking you. I have been locked up for a long time, everything is different.” Evie muttered. I looked up at the fruits. Then I saw another tree to the left, almost hidden behind a dense cluster of tall brush. I recognized its dull-yellow fruit the size of an apple.

I pushed my aura over the tree and gasped. The trees all had dark mana. It felt like there was a swirling spread of shadow around, muted by the rays of fading sunlight. Sensing it felt like being poisoned. My stomach lurched and I swallowed fast before my lunch came rushing out.

“Come Evie, we will get to a village soon,” I said, looking around. I turned to look at her.

She was smiling but the old cheer gone. She was tired of the forest too.

We didn’t talk much. We rested briefly and then we started again, until it was impossible to see without using torches. At night, we slept after eating meat we hunted and roasted.

I hunted lower beasts in the woods, absorbed their mana, and gave the meat to Evie to cook over the spit. She was bad at cooking meat, but she liked the chore. She wanted to burn them alive.

The walk was getting longer and I felt like we were lost.

We passed a horde of small crawlers. Feigs. Small beasts with poisonous saliva and slick skin. Then we saw a mammoth, its moon white tusk hurling something just as big and bloody. Its movement shook the forest. It had a single wiry horn sprouting from the middle of its head and the tusks were longer than my arms.

I felt it cycling and refining mana as it stomped away. We waited until it was very far away before we continued our journey.

“This place is different,” Evie said and I nodded. The beasts here were not cursed, they were old. They were old enough to have gathered enough mana from the wild around them to build cores. That was what kept them alive for so long.

I realized why everything—the plants, the ground, the trees—had mana flowing through it.

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