Chapter 110 \nChapter 110 : Bananaimo\nI cast a backward glance at the fairy plaza. I finally departed from the place that had become my base of operations for the past week, travelling without any rest until I had finally left the Dome Forest area.
ăOoh, it has actually been a while since Iâve seen that fake-sun.ă
The verdant canopy stretched above my head for as far as I could see, little rays of sunlight peeking through, casting beautiful patterns on the dark forest floor. As soon as I left the shade of the green foliage behind, the rich azure sky greeted me welcomingly, despite the unusual beauty of the forest, it was a sight I beckoned with open arms. The sun that hung high in the sky shone like a blinding golden disc, focusing all its heat onto me- the midsummer sun made this area quite humid. I grimaced as I wiped the sweat which had pooled across my neck and forehead, the cloth handkerchief coming back completely soaked, damp and slightly smelly.
Although I had never felt that the dungeon was an uncomfortable place, save for the absence of the warm and golden sunlight which I cherished so much. The lack of light made the dungeon seem much more depressing than it actually was. The dungeon only seemed damp and oppressive because of the dark. I was suddenly attacked by a sense of liberation after catching a glimpse of the sun and feeling itâs warmth upon my skin. The wave of relief that washed over me as I gazed upon the thoroughly saturated and extremely blue sky for the first time in what felt like eons, was immense, as if it was a giant wave from a fierce tsunami.
When I glanced back down to the small metallic object grasped in my palm, my brows furrowed and a frown took a hold over my face unconsciously. Checking my compass a couple more times, the arrow still wasnât pointing at the direction from where I came from but rather,onward, as if it was telling me to go on. To go forth and continue. I shook my head quizzically. How strange.
ăIâm not taking a wrong turn, am I? No, it canât be. In the first place, Iâm following the directions almost exactly.ă
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As I tried to puzzle this mystery out, I was reminded of the insect cave that I had visited before. After all, this place was quite similar, I mused as I surveyed my surroundings. I peered at everything in my vicinity closely, comparing everything to that godforsaken insect cave. I guess Iâd have to dive into the dungeon again after crossing this place. Well, since I had not come across any sort of danger flags or anything else that could potentially prove harmful, there would be no harm in continuing to carry on. In fact, I actually couldnât think of a better path to follow- this was actually my only option.
ăHuhm, the vegetation is quite unusual too.ă
While the interior of the dome inside the Dome Forest area seemed like a forest full of trees that had broad leaves, this place was different. It was filled with trees that exhibited jagged edged types of leafs that were similar to those found within the rainforests. I felt just like an adventurer entering and exploring the lucious and foliage filled Amazon rainforest as I bore witness to the many trees that were bent in unusual patterns.
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ăAnd yet, I met these same guys once again.ă
Here in all places in the world! I mean seriously, weâre in a jungle arenât we?! The demon was coming out as excitedly as if it intended to celebrate my visit as if I was a long lost friend returning after decades apart. That demon was Sharp Clawed Step Monkey. From my experience, these guys were weak in nature, actually they might be around as weak ass creatures to fall within the same category as Gomas.
Despite their capability to climb to annoyingly high heights and move three dimensionally thanks to the support of the trees, as they swung between any branches they could reach, in the end, despite all of their evasive maneuvers, they were still just unarmed monkey nuisances. Against Rem the First and Arachne Rem, these minor demons didnât stand a chance, they were merely small fry.
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Though I had yet to meet a new species of monster, I had met various normal animals and insects along the way. I mean, I saw this HUGE mosquito-like-moth buzzing around, or what about the time that I saw a huge snake-like-centipede crossing the road in front of us with its numerous legs. It seemed as if this tropical dome was an insect infested area similar to that insect cave.
Although these critters were aesthetically repulsing and slightly creepy, they were just mere insects which were neither hostile nor poisonous. They didnât pose any real threat so there was nothing to really hate about these adorable, harmless and peaceful insects. However, I kept my vigilance, as a good adventurer should, since there might be dangerous demons at any bend of a journey, even hidden amongst this horde of vermin.
I mean, from experience, there was no clear line separating animals from monsters in this dungeon. Just like the instance we came across a snake, about the size of an anaconda, which passed before us. We had instantly stopped in our tracks, Arachne Rem glancing back at me and the snake repeatedly as if questioning what she should do, asking ăWhat to do now? Catch it? Or eat it?ă, however the snake just nonchalantly passed by, completely ignoring us. Yup, not even I was brave enough to go after it and hunt it down. My desire to eat that giant snake kabayaki wasnât that intense.
Well, setting aside the harmless insects and animals, what mattered most to right now, at this moment, was finding a new type of poisonous or medicinal plant that would undoubtedly be in this tropical forest.
The result was something along the lines of ăHERE IT IS!!ă, spoken in a delicate and yet still violent tone.
ăWell, it mightâve had some sort of effect if I tried to mixing it with something or otherââă
Oi, donât kid with me ăIntuition Pharmacyă, donât you think that you have become too relaxed nowadays?! What the hell with this continuous display of irresponsible information.
ăEither one of them doesnât seems to have some sort of effectâŠă
Or, perhapsâŠboth the flowerbed in the fairy plaza and the fakelion which had clear effects were actually on the rare side? I mean, be it another world of magic or any other world even, it was illogical if everything had a clear and defined effect. I might be asking too much- after all, I had just entered this new area of vegetation. It would be foolhardy to get my hopes up too much.
ăHuhm, I can only harvest this guy for now huh?ă
By chance, I had found a mandragora that had slipped itself amongst the weeds. Since ăIntuition Pharmacyă told me that it was mandragora, and it screamed when I yanked it out of the plush and damp soil, I was a 100% sure that it was a mandragora butâŠwas it because I caught this one in a different area? Itâs pose was different from what I generally observed on the norm.Typically, a normal mandragora would show a standing upright pose when uprooted but, this guyâs stance made it seem like it was running for its life. Well whatever, they could show whatever bearing they liked, it didnât matter to me- all was well as long as they became the ingredients for my curse.
ăUhm, is thatâŠit canât beâŠa banana?ă
Though I couldnât see it as anything but a bunch of ripe yellow colored fruit that were drooping from the branches of the banana tree, it was undoubtedly a real one. I rubbed my eyes in disbelief before checking once again. Yes, indeed. It was a banana.\nUnlike the banana tree that I saw in the botanical garden I visited with the rest of my class during my time at elementary school, this one was different. This particular tree was the size of a giant, and I had no doubt whatsoever that the yellow part of the fruit was edible. My intuition pharmacy skill told me that it wasnât a poisonous plant, instead it was rich in nutrients.
It was practically useless for a shaman but it was something equivalent to instant noodle discovery. it doesnât mean that Iâm sick of that I already have enough of walnut, or that deliciously easy great boar with mushroom and herb pot. Thus, you can say that Iâm only lacking the luxury of sweet fruit. While it was practically useless in relation to my occupation as a Shaman, it was still something interesting, almost equivalent to the discovery of mouth watering, delicious instant noodles.
ăOkay, letâs harvest these pieces of delicious fruit.ă
My ăBlackhair Bindă shows its full potential at times like this. I released a strand of blackhair to coil around a fruit, everything began with a sample after all.
When I caught on the skill-harvested banana, I murmured âUhm, isnât this guy size bigger than your average joe banana?â Yup, it was a thick banana.
However, this milky white color of its contents, its gently curved form and skin with a texture similar to leatherâŠ.it had all the defining characteristics of a banana. Turning it over in my palms, I carefully inspected each corner of the supposed fruit. HmmâŠit certainly seemed like the epitome of a banana. My curiosity kept building up until it was uncontainable, like water overflowing from a dam. Anyway, let me take a bite so that I could confirm my suspicions.
ăâŠUhm?ă
Surprisingly, the banana was ratherâŠtasteless. I struggled to find the proper word to describe it, racking through my brain for the adequate vocabulary. While its soft and creamy texture was most definitely reminiscent of a banana, there was something different, something odd about it. Its taste, flavour and aroma were unexpectedly barely there. It was almost a paper thin layer of flavour, just barely coating your tongue, hardly present. It wasnât sweet at all, to be quite honest. This particular fruit, although similar to a banana, was simply lacking the natural sweetness found in most tropical fruits. In fact, rather than a banana, it reminded me more of taro tuber root.
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ăRather than banana, this guy is more like taro[imo]*.ă [TL* : Tuber]
What a revelation! Letâs call this thing something cool and fittingâŠwhat about Bananaimo?
I plucked a bunch of these Bananaimo fruits from the trees and then safely stored them in my inventory. I had a feeling it would come in handy, it seemed like a good source of carbohydrates. Perhaps, if I steamed it using the Witchâs Kettle, I could rely on it in a pinch, especially if I had no other food. To be honest, I was rather disappointed with its lack of sweetness however, there was nothing wrong with harvesting it. If there was one thing I learned during my tenure as a Shaman, it was that it was always best to be prepared for any situation.
By the way, the harvest was completed rather easily and was a wonderfully efficient process, with me plucking the Bananaimo and Arachne Rem spreading her spiderweb below to catch it, we had lots of the fruit collected in a matter of minutes.
ăAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!ă
Before I could once again get going on my way, I heard some shrill screams from afar. It felt like they were saying âWeâll see you again later.â directly in my ears. I was rather familiar with this kind of scream. I had most definitely heard it before. A smirk slowly grew on my face, one corner of my mouth lifting up mockingly.
ăWhatâs the matter, you shitty monkeys, are you guys angry coz I stole yer bananaimo?ă
Those angry monkeys were gathering around, surrounding me from all possible directions from above, in the trees as they continued their screams and barged towards me. Their angry and frustrated screeches and the bearing of their teeth as they rushed in my direction told me that I had pissed them off. Well, it was possible that this Bananaimoâs tree might be on their turf.
Nevertheless, it was their turf against other monkeys. Why would humans be subject to what monkeys think? Did they really believe that we, the great human race, the superior species would give even one iota of concern for territory disputes between monkeys?! Monkey rule was nonexistent in our eyes, we have the whole world in our grasp, everything is ours for the taking.
ăHehehe, try and take this back then. This Bananaimo is mine.ă
Yup, Iâll eat one Bananaimo to properly rile them up.
These shitty monkeys were a constant threat in this area, and were really very annoying, despite them being such small fry, and mere pests. small fry.
In fact, the reason they were all bark and no bite was mainly because they had already seen their comrades defeated in front of their own eyes. Yes, these shitty monkeys were no match at all for Rem the 1st and Arachne Rem.
Fufufu~ being fully prepared was truly wonderful, wasnât it.
I had been completely reassured that I could trust Rem the first and Arachne to protect my back. Over the course of recent events, they had proved themselves more than capable enough to guard and protect me sufficiently. That fact alone allowed me the strength I needed so that I could ignore those pesky creatures, knowing the level of their strength had practically lifted me into seventh heaven.
ăUGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!ă
The air shook with the force of the sound. It was a loud roar, different from those pesky monkeys. That ferocious creature appeared upon expelling that terrifying roar and rushed forward with heavy stomps which pummeled the ground, sounding like a hammer striking a surface embedded with a nail.
ăWhat the heck is that, the boss of all of these monkeys!?ă
Despite the general expectation and image of monkeys, the boss monkey was not cute at all, not from any angle. It was huge, looming over me, casting a great, dark shadow behind it. The various flora and fauna resting on the floor of the forest met their fate as they were crushed under the beastâs giant foot. In fact, since it was a being of such gargantuan size, I actually doubted that it was a monkey to begin with. It boasted such a stature that could rival even Goliath which I had also fought before. It shouldnât be too hard, after all this guy was more like a gorilla than a monkey. Surely, it would be more aggressive but also less intelligent than its counterpart.\năUGOGO! GA, MUGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!ă
It was reminiscent of the film âKing Kongâ, where the gorilla drums its chest while screaming at the top of its lungs, wrecking destruction all around it.
ăKIYAKYA! KYAAAA!ă
ăUGIYAAAAAAAA~!ă
Upon hearing the cacophony of noise emerging from the treetops, I looked up, only to be greeted with the sight of some of those shitty monkeys doing something like cheering, hooting in synchronisation, screaming that Gorilla- this very Gorilla was the boss.
Seeing that gorilla lead those monkeys, this guy preened and fawned arrogantly as if he was the sublime ruler, the king of the mountain around these parts. Arenât you ashamed by having such stupid subordinates like those ones? Come on you fool, where has your pride as the chieftain of the forest gone?
ăUGO, UGO, NGAA!ă
The hulky boss gorilla, who was clearly and painfully oblivious of the stream of insults directed towards it that were running through my head, ordered itâs shitty monkey commanded in a series of deep, guttural grunts which somehow made sense to me.
Huh, how did I understand what they said? Thatâs simple, I mean, it was clear as day upon seeing in which manner those monkeys reacted to their bossâs voice.
One after another, the monkeys descended from the trees and then surrounded me. Those who were waiting upon their Gorilla boss were especially quick and eager, amongst all their troops, they arrived first. I hated to say this but the rest were lining up perfectly. Soon enough it felt like they had completed their battle formation.
Sorry to break this news to you guys, but you werenât the only ones who showed up prepared. I was strapped from head to toe with weapons, I would loathe to journey unprepared. Like hell Iâd just stand by idly and do nothing while facing a huge hoard of enemies.
ăRem, you take on that Gorilla. Arachne, Iâll leave those monkeys to youââ SpreadăRotten Bogă!ă
ăNGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!ă
That deafening roar became the opening call of the vicious battle.
Overflowing with fighting spirit, those pesky monkeys were rushing toward me from all directionsââ But, the ăRotten Bogă that surrounded me from all directions became the biggest obstacle for those apes to attack me.
Though those monkeys hurriedly took a detour as soon as they saw that obviously dangerous monkey, theyâre too late. The moment they stopped, they were sitting ducks.
ăăBlackhair Bindăă
ăSHAAAA!ă
Both Arachne Rem and I used our threads to attack those monkeys from the shortest distance possible. Our aim was accurate, or should I say that weâre hardly having any difficulties in catching those monkeys since we could move at will.
It was basically game over for them even though we only caught their feet to drag them into the ăRotten Bogăââ Though their battle cry changed to pained scream upon dragged into the bog, their regret came too late.
ăUGOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!ă
While both of us were keeping the small fries at bay, I left our most formidable enemy, the boss Gorilla, to Rem the 1st.
That gorilla seemed to have a tenacious frame, its thick hairs and skin seemed quite bristly too. Unhesitatingly, it stepped into the ăRotten Bogă and calmly crossed over the acid pond as if the acidic fumes wafting from it werenât strong enough to bother it.
So, anyone could cross the ăRotten Bogă as long as their endurance was high enough to negate the damage, thus encircling myself in the middle of the acid pond might be a bad idea. Thatâs why we had no choice but to use brute force to prevail in this situation.
ăGAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!ă
Rem the 1st was facing against the charging Gorilla from the front. With Yoshizakiâs axe in her right hand, and victory sword in her left, she swung her weapons toward the advancing ape.
ăUGOOO!ă
As one would expect, the gorilla who realized the danger if it got hit by Remâs sword and axe, cleverly dodged the weapons with an unbelievable speed that betrayed its large frame.
\nI have to say, as expected of the Boss Monkey, it sensed the knife that was aiming for its back and then swung its burly arm to flick it off. Unfortunately, Â the knife flew and lodged itself into the trunk of a tree.
Oh shit, it wonât come off!
ăGO, OGOOOO!?ă
That fucking knife wouldnât come off, and the gorilla who sensed something amiss, let out a loud warcry, seemingly even more flustered than me.
ăIts movement slowed⊠Wow, even though my knife had just grazed its arm.ă
It wasnât visible at glance. But, Iâd seen numerous battles up to this point. Thus, my dynamic vision could follow the fast pace movements during the battle without a glitch.
For the above reason, I could see that the gorillaâs movement was slowing down.
And the most obvious place was its right arm, the arm used to flick my poisoned knife. That sledge hammer-like arm must be extremely heavy right now, I mean, itâs already hanging loosely.
And its half right movement started to dull too.
A phenomenon of static-like yellow color appeared on the body of the stiffened monster. Just like the scene in the game that I played before didnât happen, its body just stiffened a little. But ⊠Something as small as that could decide the outcome of a battle against an opponent of the same caliber.
ăGUGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!ă
Rem didnât miss that opening, she slashed at the gorilla during its numbing moment.
The paralyzed gorilla that couldnât use its right arm anymore fell under an unfavorable situation right away. On top of that, the effect started to affect its right half of the body, greatly reducing its agility and evasion.
I guess this was the end for that gorilla.
The winner had been decided.
ăKISHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!ă
Though the winner had been decided, Arachne Rem who had just annihilated the horde of monkeys entered the fray from the gorillaâs blindspot.
What happened after this was a one-sided slaughter.
The moment its movements was sealed with Arachne Remâs thread, Rem the 1st slashed from the front with her sword and axe, Arachne Rem stabbed from behind with Nonomiya-sanâs lance.
The gorilla finally ceased its movements, and was soon reduced into a lump of dark red meat.
Someone tell me, how did it turn into that lump of meat?
ăOh whatever, good job, Rem!ă
Anyway, we who proved the effect of my paralysis poison and won against a yakuza-like monkey raised our weapons to celebrate our victory.
Today was a harvest.
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ăBoss Monkeyâs Meată ïŒSlaughtered corpse that has been stabbed repeatedly. The hard meat was stuck to the point that youâll lose your hunger upon just smelling, it was an extremely useful material in repairing Remâs wound by combining it with ăVileâs Clay Dollă.
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ăBananaimoă : A fruit whose color and shape resemble a banana, but has tuber[imo]-like flavor. I think it serves better as a staple food than fairy walnut.