I clear my throat and extricate myself from her arms.
“Ahem. You know, Miyra. There’s a much better way to hunt an animal.”
She looks at me with stars in her eyes before jumping up and down excitedly,
“Really?! There is?! What is it?! Tell Miyra so those people can make their skirt!”
I conjure up an illusion of a bulldeer, and an illusion of a spear. I give the illusion the amount of strength Miyra would have. I make the deer run away before throwing the spear, which shoots off and hits the deer right in the back of the head, going straight through its head and destroying it.
“Ah. Well, I guess that way would make most of it useable… But some people like to use the horns! So, the best spot to aim would be right… Here!”
I conjure another bulldeer facing to the side and toss the spear again, piercing right through where its heart would be, causing it to instantly collapse to the ground. Though… There’s still a gaping hole through its chest… But at least most of the deer is useable this way. If they want the meat, it’s there. If they want the pelt, it’s mostly there. If they want the horns, it’s also there.
She looks at me with wide eyes, and a mouth shaped like an o. She nods her head and says,
“I got it! Throw the stick at their chest so they die without fighting! That’s so smart! Thank you, pretty person!”
She hugs me again as I drop the illusions. I pat her head while groaning from her hug.
“Errrg! Y-you’re welcome! Al-also, my name is Arthur!”
She lets me go and pats my shoulder, almost causing my knees to give out.
“Gotcha! Arthur! I’m in your debt! Once I catch my prey, I’ll be your slave!”
…
I tense up slightly. I shake my head and pat her arm gently.
“No, sweetheart. That’s not how that works. To begin with, slavery is bad. Only bad people have slaves.”
She nods her head, while her tail behind her starts to wag slightly,
“Okay! The tribe told me that I’d have to be someone’s slave, but I believe Arthur! I’ll be your mate then!”
…
“Uhm…”
At my hesitation, she starts pouting and tearing up. I’d rather avoid a crying Amazonian squeezing me to death right now, so I pat her head and give in,
“Alright, alright. When you get back, sure.”
Her eyes light up and she nods her head happily.
“Yeah! I’ll be right back! Promise!”
She drops the deer carcass and sprints off towards the forest… Yup… I’m definitely getting outta here before she gets back… She’s cute, but she acts like a kid… I’d feel wrong for being her “mate”.
…
Fuck… She’d definitely cry if I wasn’t here… Ugh… Me and my stupid brain…
I walk back into the building, and am greeted by the worker behind the counter with a handshake.
“Gosh, man. Thank you so much for helping with that Greleonian. She always terrifies me.”
I chuckle and scratch the back of my head.
“It’s no problem. She’s a gentle giant. Well, maybe not gentle, but she means well. She’s got a good heart.”
He nods his head and chuckles awkwardly before motioning back to the desk.
“Alright, the crew finished counting up your jobs, and they all came back flawlessly. I already got all of them stamped. You can take them back to the guild and receive your payment. Thank you again.”
I take the papers, roll them up, and put them in my bag. I give the worker my thanks before standing outside of the building, waiting for Miyra. I sit in the grass and continue reading my necromancer grimoire. After about ten more minutes, I hear rumbling from the distance. I turn to see a cloud of dust kicking up from the dirt road as Miyra runs towards me.
“ARTHUUUUUUUUR!”
She holds up a freshly killed bulldeer. It’s about twice as long as she is tall, has a muscular front half with bushy fur covering its head and shoulders. It has long horns on top of its head that point straight forwards. She holds it above her head like the predator with the bear in that one movie.
Blood drips from right behind its shoulder blade as a fist-sized hole goes straight through it. The blood drips down Miyra’s arm and down the side of her chest, covering her with EVEN MORE blood than before! I sigh and motion for her to follow me.
“C’mon, let’s make sure you turn it in, alright?”
She nods her head happily and walks behind me. I bring her to the front desk, where the attendant has a shocked look on his face. A different shock than before, though. He looks to me and says,
“You really taught her this in the short amount of time you were out there? I mean, this is incredible!”
I nod my head and pat Miyra on the back,
“Yeah, but if she wasn’t such a fast learner, she woulda never picked it up. You just gotta explain things a little bit more simply for her.”
I mean, the poor girl has two titles that basically kill her mind… wait a damn… I look at her, then at my stave, then back to her. I think for a second before asking her,
“Hey, Miyra, do you mind holding this for a second?”
I hold out the stave. She takes it with a tilt of her head. She looks at the stave before watching me to see what I do. If what I think is true…
~~~~~{Status}~~~~~
Name: Miyra Greleo
Age: 24
Titles: Blessed of The God of War, Giant’s Strength, Descendant of Titans, Village Idiot, Balance Breaker (Mind)
Stats:
Vitality: 3220 / 498,366
Agility: 56 / 478
Mind: 2(4) / 2
~~~~{Status End}~~~~
Hah! It worked! Perfect! Hopefully it was just her low mind stat making her less intelligent, and not just the effects of Village Idiot. Honestly, I wish I could manipulate the status screen to just get rid of that title.
She looks at me and starts blinking a bit before looking around. She looks at the bulldeer she killed, the building around her, the worker behind the counter, then back at me. She asks me,
“Uhm, Arthur? Did something just change?”
I hold out my hand for my stave back and say cheekily,
“No idea what you’re talking about. Hey, Miyra, once you get your job completed paper, you wanna team up and go into a dungeon with me?”
I’ll get her some kinda item that she can keep that’ll increase her mind stat. My offer seems to excite her quite a bit, as she starts practically vibrating. She grabs my hand and bounces up and down, almost carrying me with her,
“Really?! Really?! You wanna team up with me?! Wow! That’s the first time that’s ever happened!”
I put a hand on her shoulder to stop her and say,
“Yes, really. Why didn’t other people want you on their team? I mean, you’re incredibly strong.”
She looks down and pouts slightly. Her cheeks puff up and she turns her head away. Her little ears fold over top of her head before she says,
“Well… They say I’m too strong… Last I checked that’s a good thing! Though… I did… Keep… Destroying… The things we hunted…”
She starts poking her fingers together and blushing as she talks. I chuckle to myself and reach up, petting her head. She starts letting out a low purring sound, more like a throaty grumble than Kiki’s soft purr. Her tiny ears twitch as my fingers catch them. I talk to her in a comforting voice,
“Well, those people just didn’t know how to play to your strength. Literally! I can teach you how to hold back when you need to, and when to go all out. So? You wanna go to the guild and form a party?”
Her eyes open wide and she sniffles slightly as little crystal-like tears bead at the edges of her eyes. She nods and answers while wiping her eyes clean,
“Yes!”