He looked at Nahida’s lowered profile, at the corners of his mouth slightly pressed together, and the fire in his heart flared up instantly.
He flew off Nahida’s shoulder, hovering in mid-air, his little face full of anger.
Then, imitating Paimon’s actions from just a moment ago, he began to stomp his feet in the air.
“Bi bi bi bi bi!”
‘Dendro Archon, my foot!
They’ve imprisoned the Dendro Archon!’
His agitated appearance startled Paimon.
“Eh eh eh?” Paimon quickly flew over, his little hands waving wildly in the air.
“What’s wrong, what’s wrong?
Don’t get excited!
Don’t get excited!”
He tried to soothe the little guy who was stomping his feet in anger, but Amid couldn’t stop at all.
While stomping his feet, he pointed at the air with his little claws, not stopping his “bi bi bi” sounds, looking like he was about to explode with anger.
Paimon’s soothing sounds, combined with Amid’s excited Growl, attracted the attention of Tighnari and Aether.
Tighnari looked at Amid, his brows slightly furrowed.
“You know about Lesser Lord Kusanali?” he asked.
Amid’s reaction just now clearly showed he knew about Lesser Lord Kusanali.
But as he asked, Tighnari felt something was off.
Wasn’t Amid only born two days ago?
How could he know about the Dendro Archon?
Aether also thought of this question.
He looked at Amid, his gaze carrying a hint of scrutiny.
At this moment, Amid felt a pair of hands reaching out, wanting to hold him.
It was Nahida.
But this time, Amid didn’t let him hold him obediently.
Nahida paused, looking at his empty hands, then at Amid, a flash of Confusion crossing his eyes.
Amid felt a pang in his heart as he saw his expression.
But he didn’t go back.
He took a deep breath and began to use physical gestures.
“Bi—bi—”
He first curled up his small body, shrinking himself into a ball.
Then, his eyes lit up with blue light—Confusion activated!
A pale blue light shield condensed and formed around him, enveloping him completely.
Amid curled up inside the light shield, then used his little claws to pat the inner wall of the shield, acting out “wanting to get out but unable to.”
After patting it a few times, he looked up, watching the people outside the light shield with a pitiful expression.
Paimon watched his performance with wide eyes, his brain spinning rapidly.
Curling up—locked away—light shield—patting—
His eyes suddenly lit up.
“Oh!
I understand!”
He clapped his little hands and shouted excitedly: “You mean Lesser Lord Kusanali has been locked up!”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Paimon froze.
He blinked, his brain seemingly crashing for a second.
Then—”Eh eh eh?!”
His eyes widened, his mouth open wide enough to fit an egg.
“Lock, locked up?!”
Aether was also stunned.
He looked at the small green figure inside the light shield, then at Paimon, his brows tightly furrowed.
Tighnari had the biggest reaction.
He stood up abruptly, his ears standing straight up, and the tail behind him stiffened. New chapters come out on g.com first.
“What did you say?”
His voice changed pitch.
“Lesser Lord Kusanali has been locked up?
Locked up by whom?
The Grand Sage and the others?”
He paused, his face full of disbelief.
“But, but how is this possible?
Isn’t she a god?”
A god, imprisoned by their own people?
This is simply—
Beside them, Nahida lowered his head as he listened to Tighnari’s questioning.
His gaze fell on his own toes—those bare feet stained with soil and grass leaves.
Seeing his like this, Amid felt even more distressed.
He first raised his little claw toward Paimon—using the thumb of his three-fingered hand to give Paimon a “thumbs up.”
“Bi!”
‘Paimon guessed right!’
Then he looked at Tighnari and started gesturing again.
“Bi bi bi bi—”
‘It’s just because he was imprisoned right after he was born.
Otherwise, how could a few mortals imprison a god!’
Of course, there was also the reason that Nahida didn’t want to come out—but that wasn’t important!
Anyway, it was all the Grand Sage and the others’ fault!
If it weren’t for them, how could Nahida have become reclusive?
If it weren’t for them, how could Nahida have stayed in that dump for five hundred years?
If they had been willing to give Nahida time to grow, Sumeru would definitely be a hundred times better than it is now!
The more Amid thought about it, the angrier he got, and his little face puffed up again.