Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 747 Hybrid Forest
Along with Freya, Morgan was also sprayed with cheese crumbs all over her face—or rather, Morgan was sprayed all over her body.

The animal, which had been calmly squatting to the side, licking its fur until it was impeccably clean and smooth, now stared wide-eyed, lost in thought...

Before it took effect, Milo had already led Freya away.

Because the situation on the front lines had changed drastically, Karksson and Salub had not only completely ceased hostilities, but had even joined forces under the impetus of certain special forces, pushing their lines northward in what appeared to be a kind of carpet search…

Morgan was still staring at the sticky cheese bits on his body, questioning his existence.

Not long after he left, Milo returned, pinched the scruff of its neck, shook it a couple of times, and took it away.

……

...

"It's a bit strange, isn't it? The territory of the six kingdoms isn't small, so how did they know we were on this road?"

Milo led Morgan on a jog through the woods, with Freya following behind him.

"What have you done this time?" Morgan asked, swinging his four legs in the air.

"He killed one of the snake-people's princes," Freya blurted out.

“Oh, no wonder.” Morgan twitched his ears.

Then both large ears turned to the side at the same time.

It seemed to have spotted something in the nearby bushes, immediately broke free from Milo's grasp, and plunged headlong into it.

After the bushes rustled, Morgan emerged, carrying a small, dead snake in his mouth, tossed it to the ground, and said:

"It's definitely a snake in the jungle watching you."

Milo and Freya exchanged a glance, both recalling the exquisite orange-red tree viper they had encountered not long ago.

The truth has come out now.

"See? I told you a cat is seven times faster than a snake." Milo stepped on the snake's corpse on the ground to make sure it was dead.

But even after eliminating the spying watchers, they couldn't stop there; the mixed-race army of Karkson and Salub surged in like a tidal wave.

"Wait, why are we running?" Morgan asked the crucial question.

"To launch a surprise attack and carve a bloody path through the combined forces of the two countries is truly a top-notch idea." Milo gave Morgan's extremely difficult option a very high rating.

He even pictured himself carrying Freya on his left shoulder and Morgan in his right, running wildly through a sea of ​​soldiers.

That was a real headbutt.

He thought the same thing last time on the Cold Plains, and then he got into big trouble.

If the fire of sin could be expended without limit, then so be it.

Unfortunately not.

So Milo added quite frankly:
"The problem is, I'm no longer the Shadow."

"Oh~" the cat suddenly realized.

Then it took off running wildly northward:

"Then why don't you run now?"

...

Morgan, who knew that Milo's main account had been banned, ran faster than anyone else.

But he hadn't run more than a few steps when he crashed headfirst into a big tree.

Logically speaking, given its reaction speed, which is seven times that of a snake, it shouldn't have crashed into inanimate objects like trees.

The problem is that this tree is not an inanimate object.

……

Milo and Freya, who arrived later, saw Morgan, whose fur had stood on end, spewing profanities in cat language at a strange tree in front of him.

And right before their eyes, the tree began to move.

Yes, it can move.

Not only can it move, but it's also quite fast. Large vines spread down from the top of the tree trunk, and the roots below the main trunk even branch into two humanoid limbs that look like legs...

"Pfft!!"

Before the thorny vines could wrap around the three of them, a pillar of fire shot out from Milo's hand, cleaving him in two at the waist.

They then continued their northward escape, stepping over the charred corpse of the tree-man.

...

The questions and surprises in everyone's hearts were left to be resolved during the subsequent escape.

"What the hell is that?!"

“A hybrid,” Morgan explained.

"And there are tree hybrids?"

"Why can't we have it?"

"Birds and beasts are one thing, but why do you superiors of the Dream Realm even prey on trees?"

"I'm not in a position of power, why are you asking me?"

...

The fact is that, in addition to the animal hybrids of Kalksson and the bird-people hybrids of Salub, many plant hybrids also exist in the mountains and forests surrounding these two city-states.

Don't question it, everything can be hybridized, it doesn't necessarily have to be an animal.

Imagine that some powerful person with peculiar tastes might one day suddenly realize they've completely grown tired of the animal kingdom, and thus turn their attention to the vibrant forest...

The poor plant was born unable to move and could only be ravaged and desecrated by that demon.

But once plants are personified, it sounds a bit awkward...

Well, anyway, the truth is probably pretty much like this.

Milo even had a wicked thought—could the golden tree, one of the gods of Lycadas, have come from this source too…?

Ahem...

...Soon, the situation encountered on the escape route forced Milo to temporarily put aside these whimsical ideas in his mind.

Those were tree-people awakening all over the mountains and fields, scattered along the path we came from.

A large portion of them do not possess a high level of autonomy; to be precise, it is the entire forest formed by their combination that constitutes a complete will.

Someone sent a message to the mixed-species forest, causing them to awaken and execute that will almost mechanically.

...

……

In the south, far behind the combined forces of the two city-states, the Serpent People stood leisurely atop a mountain ridge, gazing northwards.

He flicked his tongue, muttering the following sentence in the language of the snake people:

"The snake and the tree are inseparable."

Behind him, the python-man also climbed to the top of the mountain. He also looked towards the mountains to the north, but his eyes did not have the same confidence and certainty as the venomous snake-man.

"Our master's orders are for us to hunt down that human ourselves."

“I know.” The serpent-man closed his eyes impatiently. “The Salub royal family has hundreds of young offspring for your enjoyment. You have plenty of time. The hunt has only just begun. What’s the rush?”

The python-man glanced at the other, but couldn't help but remind him, "That human, after all, was capable of killing Blade and the little prince..."

But he was harshly reprimanded by the snake-man:
"If you want to live, never mention the title 'little prince' in front of your master! He's just a lucky illegitimate child."

"clear."

The python-man was several times larger than the venomous snake-man, yet he dared not utter a single word in reply.

After reprimanding the python-man, the stern look on the snake-man's face slowly faded, and he regained his leisurely demeanor, calmly saying:

"Let these hybrids play with that human for a while. Didn't the superior hybrids on Calxon's side escape unscathed? Let them show their loyalty properly."

"Furthermore, it's said that a rare person with awakened ancient dragon blood was also with that human, *slurp*..."

"My master has taken the Blade of Law as his wife, so it's not too much for me, his servant, to capture an ancient dragon for a bit of fun, is it? Heh..."

...

Just as the venomous snake-man was lost in his fantasies, flames suddenly shot into the sky from the distant mountains, followed by billowing smoke.

The eerie smell of the flames exuded a deathly threat, instantly clearing the lewd fantasies from the snake-man's mind. When he came to his senses, he found that cold sweat had broken out on his back!

When he spoke again, he no longer had the composure he had before.

"what is that……"

...

……

In the mixed forest.

Someone has accomplished the feat of setting the mountain on fire.

Any other power would have been troubled by the strange tree-men that covered the mountains and fields, but the first forbidden power that Milo obtained after entering the Dream Realm was the Fire of Sin. Flames are what plants fear most.

The black flames that can burn even faith are easily capable of burning down a few trees.

The hybrid tree-men that covered the mountains and fields were reduced to dust.

Today, Morgan and Freya were fortunate enough to hear the screams of the trees.

They never wanted to hear that strange noise again in their lives.

...

Morgan witnessed the entire mountain range being leveled in an instant, remained silent for two seconds, then turned to Milo and said:

"Should we just go back and fight our way back?"

In his view, Milo, having lost his Shadow Sequence qualification, had become even more terrifying than Selephus had been.

“I thought you would become more mature and composed after leaving the Eternal Kingdom,” Milo muttered.

By time, Morgan could be considered a two-hundred-year-old man, although he spent over a hundred of those years in Selophys, where time stood still.

"You mean I'm not composed?" Morgan frowned.

Freya mischievously reached out and hefted Morgan's round belly: "Steady."

This action greatly displeased the cat.

...

Soon, a strange shadow appeared among the barren mountains.

Judging from its outline, it looks like a tall knight riding a fine horse.

The knight and his warhorse were both clad in heavy, non-reflective armor, standing on the hilltop like a small fortress.

But both Milo and the dragon and cat behind him have excellent eyesight.

They could tell at a glance that the other party was not human.

For the knight had no legs, and the warhorse had no head.

Well... to be precise, the knight and the warhorse are one and the same.

That's right, it was a hybrid. In some fantasy literature that Milo remembered, this kind of creature was called a centaur.

In the dream world, it's probably another poor horse that fell victim to the cruel hand of some beastly ruler—or rather, a poisoner.

Furthermore, it can be confirmed that the superior being who created this hybrid was not of low rank, at least at the level of an Old One, or even at the level of a Shadow. Because even from a great distance, Milo could clearly feel the oppressive aura emanating from the bloodline.

This is the offspring of someone from the past who was with... a horse.

In a secular civilization, such a being would surely be revered as a deity.

...

Morgan poked Milo's heel with his white glove and said:

"That must be the guardian deity worshipped by the city-state of Calxon, a very powerful centaur, Bettina the Earthbreaker. The old chieftain told her story; she is a descendant of the Great Old Ones who survived the War of the Stars..."

(End of this chapter)