Strongest Grimoire Of The Gods

Chapter 13: Pixie

The wolf lunged forward, grabbing a large half-giraffe half-deer hybrid animal with its claws before pummeling it to the ground.

The deer-giraffe hybrid was a bit bigger than the wolf, but the predator still had no problem taking it down as if it weighed less than a feather.

Its body was mangled and torn to pieces in seconds, its strength not able to fight back at all whatsoever.

'Those are... Giradeers! They are rare. I don't think they are meant to be here in the jungle since both deers and giraffes live in packs on Earth, but I've only seen one of them at a time here.'

Tyr also considered the fact that the ecosystem could force similar creatures to have completely different pack mannerisms and patterns as well.

'Still, those things are no weaker than Carniboar's if they wish to defend themselves. And yet, that wolf is tearing it to pieces like it's made of paper. It's way too damn strong. I need to get out of here before it spots me--'

Tyr's mind went blank as a random thing touched his left shoulder.

He slowly turned his head to the left, a hysterical expression on his face that looked like he was about to shit his pants and also burst out screaming at the same time.

Yet, he contained himself as he saw a puny human-like creature on his shoulder.

It was a girl who had small fairy wings that glistened in the sunlight and radiated a golden glow.

She wore leaf clothing while staring directly back at Tyr with an innocent expression on her face.

"W-what... the hell are you?" Tyr confusedly exclaimed in a whisper, calming down slightly as this fairy thing didn't look like much of a threat. Still, he kept his guard up.

After his slime incident, there wasn't any way he was going to underestimate anything.

"Huh? I guess it can see me." The miniature lady said in a soft and squeaky voice, as though speaking to herself.

"It? I can see you and hear you just fine. Now... can you answer my question?" Tyr replied without hesitation, slightly offended.

The small girl paused, blinking a few times.

Tyr also didn't say anything, confused.

"You can understand me?" The girl finally exclaimed, seemingly baffled.

"Uh... yeah? Now answer the goddamn question before I slice you up. I need EXP right now..."

'Whatever this thing is, It's not human. If it's weak, it's just free EXP...' He mused for a moment.

The girl seemed to understand his intent and quickly replied:

"I see... a human who can understand the language of the forest caretakers is quite rare. Usually, that means that they are a--"

Tyr stared at her with a serious gaze. This made her stop her previous train of thought and answer his question:

"I am a Pixie. Far and few, but undoubtedly important. I see that my part of the forest is taken care of so that the ecosystem can thrive and the balance of life and death is equalized. Speaking of which... you in fact have begun to make some small strides of difference in this balance. But that conversation should be held at a later date."

"Hmm... so I can't kill you after all," Tyr said to himself under his breath, slightly disappointed.

"You know I can still hear you right? I'm right next to your mouth." The Pixie stared at him with an unimpressed look, hands on her hips.

"Well, anyways... what the hell is that thing? I imagine that's why you're here right?" Tyr said as both of them looked at the big ass wolf still tearing apart the creatures in the field.

The Pixie took in a deep breath before saying: "I won't ask how you are so clueless about these things..." She paused, "In this forest, and most likely all other natural biomes across Subworld, there are territories which the strongest of beasts hold dominion over. This is their domain, their place of hunting and rulership, and it expands from 10 miles to sometimes even over 100 in size."

Tyr spoke up: "I see... so that thing is a territory king huh?"

"They are called Domain Alphas. And no, that wolf isn't one of them."

"What!?" Tyr exclaimed, furrowing his brows in surprise. "If that stupidly strong thing isn't then what is?"

"Well, it just happens to be that we are on the edge of a new domain. The domain of White Crimson, one of the strongest Domain Alphas in the entire forest of Gitran. Nicknamed after its pure white fur that is often stained in crimson red blood from its massive killing sprees."

Tyr gulped loudly, feeling the presence of the creature just by hearing its descriptions. He then looked over to the wolf: "And how does that thing tie into all of this?"

The Pixie replied: "That one is what we like to call a rebel. A strong and young beast that no longer wants to follow the norms and rules of its Domain Alpha. Right now, it is stirring as much trouble as it can to challenge the Domain Alpha. In clearer words, it's breaking all of the rules of the government in this area, directly insulting it and calling out the ruler at the same time."

"A rebel huh..." Tyr continued to stare at the wolf as blood flew across the air in front of it. 'I bet I would get a ton of levels from killing that thing.'

The Pixie noticed this look in his eyes and instantly flew up and smacked him across the cheek.

"No! Don't even think about it!" She exclaimed, thinking to herself:

'This boy must be thinking of wanting to slay it to preserve balance. However, he fails to understand that he is far too weak... even we Pixies do not stir conflict with rebels as strong as this one. Not most of us, at least.'

"This is natural law and order. Don't try to be a hero by messing with the cycle of nature!" The Pixie said in a scolding voice.

Tyr was slightly taken aback with confusion. "Is that what you thought I was thinking? That I wanted to get rid of the rebel so that law and order stays in balance?"

The Pixie was slightly taken aback as well: "Is that not it?"

Tyr smirked, nearly scoffing at the Pixie's words: "No... not even close. I want to kill that thing for my own gain." His eyes were wide and dancing with excitement and motivation.

The Pixie was left speechless.

Tyr looked forward: 'No matter how strong it is, as long as I don't fuck up my spells, I won't lose.'

A large grin stretched across his face.