“En, so that’s the case. Though, before that, I still wish you could release me from this pile of mud. If you do, I will be forever thankful.” KaMing sincerely requested, though seeing the slight disgust in Tyre’s eyes, exploded in anger again.
“Brat, my Transcending Ultra Super God Armor is really not poisonous. What’s with that expression? Even if it’s me, who is widely known as a good-tempered person, I can get mad, and besides, I’m a deity. If I really wanted to harm you, why would I beat around the bush so much? I would just use my godly power and explode your head from over 800 miles away.”
“Then show me that so called godly power of yours.” Tyre had the attitude of not releasing the hawk until he sees the rabbit. Although KaMing had already shown Tyre the tip of the iceberg, the boy still didn’t believe him. After all, in a dangerous place such as this, a little caution was needed.
How could KaMing not know what Tyre was thinking? He swayed his body left above the mud and sighed.
“Young people these days…”
Suddenly, Tyre’s left arm shone with a bright light, which was extra dazzling when compared to the darkness of the night. It didn’t last very long though, and the light slowly began to fade away.
Tyre looked at his left arm in amazement, then looked at the large crab.
“Sir KaMing, why did you do that?”
Tyre didn’t feel like making his arm glow was a miraculous and godly thing, and it didn’t seem linked to godly power in any way.
KaMing waved his eight legs, that were pointed towards the sky, and said with a grumpy voice,
“Your own arm’s wounds – you didn’t even know?”
Tyre’s heart thumped, and he unwrapped the cloth on his arm. Shockingly he found that the wounds had disappeared, leaving only dry blood behind.
“It’s healed! This, you, how did you do this?”
“Although I am not a deity that specializes in healing, letting mortals regrow an arm is merely a small thing that even I can accomplish. For us deities, healing a little wound like this is as easy as breathing.” KaMing swayed his butt, an extremely satisfied expression on his face. This made Tyre overwrite the image of the crab that he previously had.
Tyre seriously thought about it for a second before asking,
“Then Sir KaMing, if you already have such strong godly power, why would you need my help in getting out of the mud? This type of small thing should be very easy for you, right?”
Tyre’s voice now had a respectful tone to it, letting KaMing say, “En, en,” in praise. He even said, “As expected, brats like you need a show of power to know what it means to respect a deity.”
“It’s actually pretty shameful,” KaMing dryly coughed, as if this matter was a very embarrassing thing. The originally calm and easygoing manner he had before had now become much thinner.
“My Lord sent me here to oversee this area of the Sicily Kingdom, but the Lord’s meaning was for me to not interfere with this world. He force to stay stuck in this patch of mud, only able to use “perception” to observe the kingdom. Although the lord really doesn’t talk reason, he made it so that only a human who happened here by chance can free me. Only then will I be able to obtain the freedom to move around the entire Sicily Kingdom. Eh, can you understand it if I say it like this?”
“Sicily… so that’s where this place was. Sicily Kingdom, huh?” Tyre sighed, then quickly walked over to KaMing, and without saying another word, pulled on the two smallest legs, plucking the crab right out of the ground!
“WAHHH!! You, what are you doing AH!” KaMing had been caught completely by surprise, his hard earned image suddenly shattered by his scream. Despite this, Tyre remained calm and brushed the dirt off his hands.
“Of course it’s to pull you out. It was easier than I had thought, though.”
“Really, at least let other people prepare first. Staying in that patch of mud for 300 years… you say pull and then you pull. There isn’t a single bit of noble aspiration in that.” KaMing raised his huge pincers and protested discontentedly as such.
Tyre tilted his head, not understanding at all what the crab meant by noble aspirations. The fact that the crab had been buried here for 300 years and could still remain so happy was unfathomable to Tyre. If it was him, he would have gone insane long ago.
“Sir KaMing, since you are out now, then can you answer my question? Also, looking at your appearance, it seems that you don’t have any intentions of killing me after being freed, so let’s return to the previous topic.”
KaMing nodded his head, and looked back at Tyre, saying,
“To answer your previous question, you partner most likely has a Body of Holy Light. Only this constitution will allow you to avoid meeting any magical beasts.”
“Body of Holy Light?”
“You don’t know? This should be understood by everyone.”
“Sorry, it’s just that I just woke up, and I’m also suffering from amnesia to boot.”
“En, such a tragedy. The same thing happened with your partner as well?”
“En~” KaMing went into deep thought, and mumbled,
“Then that’s really strange.”
“Nothing, just mumbling to myself. Let me first explain to you what a Body of Holy Light is.” KaMing changed the topic and became serious.
“The Body of Holy Light is one that possess a strong affinity to the light element. Mah, normally speaking, a normal person will have 10% of an affinity, in this example, a light affinity, and learn light attribute magic. When one has over 50% affinity to the light element is when their constitution is referred to as a Body of Light and they will have greater achievements when practicing light type magic. When the affinity then surpasses 90%, that’s when we refer to that person as possessing a Body of Holy Light, and not only will that person have extraordinary achievements in light type magic, but they will also be able to deter low level magic beasts, en… saying it like this, you can understand it, right?”
“So it’s like this, huh? The Body of Holy Light is something this strong… then what’s my body type?”
Tyre asked excitedly as he opened both his hands, wanting KaMing to test him. What he got, though, was a look that seemed as if one was looking at a pile of trash.
“Just you? Other than a virgin, what else?”