Emotion Taster

Arc 4 New Stage: Chapter 39 - Thank You

My body fell on my stomach, but there I quickly turned my body to the supine position to let my hand free.

"Yourgh!!"

Bugs, Bugs, Bugs ....

The ogre monster was close, he was still hitting and slashing the trees around. Incidentally, the trees nearby were so large that they blocked it.

*Krek, crane ....

The crackling of the wood sounded so close and clear, the face of the monster began to be seen with a short visibility. He looked right at my face, with a savage expression of a mouth full of saliva.

"Hhh, hh, huh, hh ...!"

*Dug, dug ... dug, dug ....

I took out a knife in the pocket that was in the chest, using it to cut off some of the plants that were twisting my feet just now. Push, pull, push, pull, like using a saw I cut the bond.

My heart rate was racing so hard, my hands were shaking from the fear of facing the monster. The roots there are some are allotted, and some are hard to contain cellulose. The part of the creeping plant is not woody I can cut easily, but for a hard stem there is a mismatch with the side of the knife.

Bugcahs!

"RRrrRRgh, Rgh, Rghh, RwAWaagh ...!"

The monster was sandwiched between the trees, but the tree was the last barrier that blocked me with the monster. It was quite large in size, and it took him quite a bit of effort to break through. The trunk was very large and sturdy, and somehow he even had trouble to knock down the last two trees.

*Krek, crane, crane ....

But, the power is still enough to glue the wood. With a push, he continued to open between the trees for his body to enter bit by bit. Then, in the fracture he also began to stick out his hand, trying to get as close as possible to reach my head.

"I-Ivan!"

Farrel came, he took out the axe that was on his waist and immediately helped me cut the remaining woody plant stem just now. Unlike the knife, Farrel with a strong lacing sharp side can cut the wood easily.

*rek!

The trees there were back, this time the gap made them bigger and able to make the monster's hands go deeper. At that time Farrel still needs to help me out because there are rods that are still binding. But, at the same time I was at a distance reached by the monster.

*flash

Of course I'm not silent. When the monster almost reached my body with his hands, there I defended myself by highlighting it using a flashlight. The light from the lamp is already very bright, and when night creatures with sharp eyesight get bright light, they will get more severe interference.

Some night carnivores such as owls and large-eyed mammals can see in the dark. But, he will also experience momentary blindness when he gets too bright light. I'm here to use it, the flashlight is already very bright for humans themselves.

"RGH!?"

The monster was like an alleged accepting impact. The large muscular creature squinted, groaned ferociously, and covered its face with one hand in revolt because of the light. But, at the same time he still did not pull out one more hand. It became a danger because he was at a distance enough to reach me. With a random outstretched hand in various directions, it was only a matter of time until he found my position even with his eyes closed.

*stabs

That feeling of danger brought me back into self-protection. The palm of the big monster that stuck out and moved randomly I attacked with a knife, deep and slightly slashed the surface of his skin.

"GWOOo!!"

The monster looked in pain, he withdrew his hand and moved backwards as a form of self-defense.

"Okay, sip, Ivan."

Then, with the time I did Farrel turned out to be done with the roots of the tree. I was helped to stand up, got a little shake, then pushed together by Farrel to escape quickly.

The monster started to go back on the rampage, he took a few steps back to break through the tree and chased us back.

Trees that have been tilted and widened can not support the impulse. They collapsed and were eventually crushed. The monster ran, he chased after us in the same way while getting rid of the many trees that were blocking. The steep and narrow terrain made it easy for us to escape. The speed and strength of the creature was far above, making us only seen as a beast curling up to him.

"Huh, hh, hh, huh ...."

We ran, kept running away from the creature. Great amuk he who slammed all the trees and obstacles frightened us, shakes his footsteps and roars continue to thunder every second. Maybe now we can run further, but certainly not forever.

My body was full of sweat, the temperature that came out in each breath was already heating up due to the burning of excess energy. I was tired from walking all day looking for a box, and now forced to move back.

Fortunately there luck is still taking sides. We who run continue to find the cave at the end of the intersection. Farrel told me, and I replied agreeing while highlighting the cave with a flashlight that was still burning since.

Goa is quite deep, slightly moist with little water flow, and has a large space.

Goa was an ambiguous place at first because we did not know what was living inside. But this time all I thought about was salvation. The stone was harder than wood, with such a posture, that the monster could not split the mountain or tear down the cave door with its punch.

Running, far enough, weaved into the cave which fortunately still has a large space. Until finally, we began to realize that the voice of the monster was small in the ear. So, for a while Farrel and I lowered the speed and took a break from running.

"Hah .. hah .. hah ...," my exhausted breath with a deflated chest. "We, huh .. are we safe?"

"Gluk— Hah, hah .. hah. The hole in the cave is too small for him. So, there's no way he's going to get in here" Farrel replied.

The shaking of the ground was already not felt from where we were standing, the sound of the monster roar had already fused with the forest chants out there. Everything outside, now replaced by the unique atmosphere of the cave we occupy.

The sound of water droplets, the humid atmosphere, the typical reflection of every I there vibration makes a foreign feeling. I have only been to goa once, and it is also the result of tourism where people visiting are so crowded. Unlike this time, there was no one to crowd, only me and Farrel were here.

The original Goa turned out to be dustier, more humid, quieter, darker, and more dangerous. The surface here is uneven, and I'm very likely to fall back when walking. Farrel can lead me better than I thought.

"Huft .. hah .. do you know what that animal was?" I asked Farrel.

"Why do you think that I know?" farrel replied with a hint of cynicism.

"Don't you go to the mountains often?"

"I went to the mountain is a safe mountain, indeed from the beginning there was a guide and open to the public. Snakes are rarely seen, wolves have never existed, let alone the strange animal they were."

Yes ... that is natural. We live in an area that can already be categorized into cities. Many motor vehicles and wide paved roads at every corner. Of course if he said a tour to the mountain, then it will not be far shifted from the state of my city. If I live in a city with a strong natural base like the island of Borneo, maybe he will have more experience with wild animals.

"If so, I'll change the question. What do you think that animal is? And why was he chasing us like he was just now?"

"I don't know, from the looks of it like a gorilla. But, gorillas are blue and not shy about it. Amuk just now I'm sure he's gonna kill us."

"Yes, I'm also sure that gorillas shouldn't be nocturnal. He's more like an animal that won't attack if it's not disturbed."

We should have been attacked by an animal that borrowed only its body shape. Like the film, in the body of the animal there is a person who is much different, much more violent and deadly, and feels that he has a grudge against humans.

Many movies that symbolize snakes are very dangerous, or many there are fantasy films that portray sharks as extraordinary killer animals. In fact, in real life they tend to be like the standard of animals in general. Kill people by mistake and survive.

"If so, what do you say about the animal?" ask Farrel who turned the question around.

"Take it it's the guardian. In survival games, there are usually killers that make us have to rush to finish the game, or indeed make the game more difficult."

"But he's not after us all the way to Goa. Does that mean there's a monster like him in the cave, too?" tanya Farrel.

"I can't guarantee it if it doesn't exist. But, the rules of the game are fair, every difficulty there must be a gap. A game that cannot be completed is not a game. This place may be a safe area. If you look at the position of the supply box that we get all from the outside, it means it is true that he comes to keep us from traveling again at night."

Until now the memory to answer questions about this game did not appear. The sensation of the flowing magic waves giving me hints seemed to still not apply to the case. Maybe Octa, the world maker, was deliberately letting us find information about this forest alone.

"I'm weird, are you sure that the rules in the game are being used on the case right now?" farrel began to doubt.

"This is the one I know now. The fact that there is a wide distribution of supply boxes, it has entered cliche rules in the game. You may not know, but I know the man who threw me into this strange world. I'm also sympathetic based on his persona" I explained Farrel's doubts.

"Hmn .. so, yes."

Even so, I still have no convincing evidence. Farrel who is certainly not stupid can question this, he certainly can not rely his fate on the conclusion 'baseless. Therefore, suspicion is indeed a characteristic of him who can survive in this world.

"But, Farrel," call me to shift the subject. "Before, thank you for congratulating me."

"Congratulations?"

"Yes, you just got back to help me fall. If you don't help me, I should be dead by now."

"Don't talk about it. It disgusts me, Ivan. I was just acting like a natural thing. There's no way I'm staying with you."

"Not so, you who are afraid to see the big animals like that and I who fell, your response that died and survived is also still reasonable."

"Alone is death, I still need people even if the use is just a little to escape in the forest. If you die, I'll find it hard to survive too."

"Whatever you say, I just wanted to say thank you."

"Belg ... Ivan's? You're a concussion?" farrel asked in a questioning tone and rewinded his alarming raising steps.

The atmosphere there began to deteriorate. Farrel who listened to me speak a subtle word made him feel uncomfortable. It got to the point where Farrel had a shadow of me being sick, acting like a different person, acting like a gay person.

"Heh, would it be weird if I said thanks to people? Heh," said I who returned back to returning a cynical tone as usual.