The sky was as clear as if freshly washed, filled with the endless songs of birds.
The purest blue stretched seamlessly across both sky and water.
The clouds were so faint they were nearly invisible.
At a glance, there was nothing but that breathtaking expanse of blue extending all the way to Lake Natara that was linking the northern and southern regions of the Golmore Jungle.
Pant…
pant…
So exhausted.
Almost there.
He had to make sure the young sub-beastman held on!
On the The World of Caladris, beneath towering ancient trees that rose dozens of meters high and gigantic vines that spread wildly with fresh growth, a streak of yellow darted rapidly through gaps between dense greenery and thorny undergrowth.
Swift as lightning, it was impossible to miss.
The tiger tribe was powerful enough to be known as the rulers of the forest.
At this very moment, the tiger that was racing through the forest possessed an exceptionally strong physique.
Measuring five to six meters in length, it had sturdy and powerful limbs.
Its orange fur was marked with black stripes, and every inch of its solid frame radiated vitality, strength, and an overwhelming sense of dominance.
The instant it appeared, the surrounding creatures scattered in all directions.
Flap~ Flap~
The feathers carrying a faint smell of blood, along with all kinds of miscellaneous plumage and countless fallen leaves, drifted down to cover the ground.
The great tiger came to an irritated halt, but it seemed to remember something.
It cautiously glanced behind itself.
The irritation in its eyes quickly transformed into worry and tenderness.
They are becoming more careful, it merely swished its thick and long tail a few times with restraint.
After shaking off some of the fallen leaves, it resumed its journey.
Only upon closer inspection would one notice that there was actually an unconscious youth lying across the tiger’s back.
There were traces of blood on his body and several damaged wounds that looked as though they had been cut by sharp rocks.
Half of his body was buried in the tiger’s soft fur.
He was remarkably small and slender.
Against the tiger’s unusually massive and powerful frame, he was so inconspicuous that one could easily fail to notice him at first glance.
This young sub-beastman was someone Tiye had just found near a cliff.
Originally, Tiye had merely gone out in search of food.
He wanted to hunt a few wild Braicow with particularly tender meat to enjoy a change of taste.
That was why he had gone through the trouble of traveling dozens of kilometers away from the tribe to the great cliff for a hunt.
Unexpectedly, not only did he fail to find a single Braicow, but beside the cliff where those creatures frequently appeared year-round, he discovered an injured young sub-beastman all alone.
A sub-beastman?
Without any other beastman by his side to protect him?
Had he been abandoned by his tribe?
In the World of Caladris, beastman greatly outnumbered sub-beastman, making sub-beastman exceptionally precious and rare.
Every tribe cherished and protected them with the utmost care.
After all, what tribe would ever abandon such a precious sub-beastman?
Moreover, the young sub-beastman appeared to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.
He was dressed in delicate and exquisite way that seemed completely out of place in this rugged and savage world.
Tiye considered himself a powerful warrior.
Having lived for nearly twenty years, he had been pursued by quite a few sub-beastman and carried a certain pride in himself.
Yet this was the first time he had ever seen such a beautiful sub-beastman.
With just a single glance, he was willing to cast aside all of his pride and gladly become a devoted admirer.
His skin was fair and flawless as smooth and pristine as the finest white jade.
His features were exquisitely beautiful.
His tightly closed eyes were framed by long lashes that trembled uneasily, while his delicately curved brows were slightly furrowed as if traces of lingering fear still remained.
His lips were soft and rosy, and his beautiful face carried a gentle and tender quality.
The first impression he gave was one of fragility and charm, pure, innocent, and irresistibly adorable.
After only one look, Tiye felt as though his very soul had been stolen away.
He was simply too cute!
Suddenly, the figure on his back stirred.
“…Where is this?”
A soft and pure voice suddenly rang out.
It was gentle and filled with confusion.
To Tiye, it was the most pleasant and captivating voice he had ever heard in his life.
“…Where is this?”
Si Bai’s head was still buzzing, his mind trapped in a state of hazy confusion.
It felt as though only a moment ago he had still been engaged in a friendly exchange with that ridiculously stupid system of his.
In the Gaps of the Space, everything was blank and empty.
It was a midway station that was connecting two different worlds.
A young man and a little white fluffball were the only two living beings that existed in that place.
[ Master, you have to save the world!
You have to save all living beings!
You must spread love and justice throughout existence!
]
“…Get lost.”
[ Waaah~ The Main God just issued an SSS-rank mission!
As long as it’s completed, I’ll get promoted and receive a salary increase!
Master, please help me~ ]
“Get lost.”
It was not as if he would be the one getting promoted or receiving a raise.
Temptation?
Pretending to be pitiful?
Those tricks did not work on him.
The little white fluffball pouted its mouth miserably.
It continued hugging Si Bai’s leg and stubbornly refused to let go, but the other party remained completely unmoved.
Then suddenly, an idea flashed through its mind.
Sure enough, was it finally time to use that method…?
Sob~
Master, you are the one who forced me into this!
The little white fluffball then took a deep breath.
As though it had made up its mind, its body suddenly dropped downward.