There was no answer, and the eyes of the Werebeast were flashing with uncertainty.
Although his senses told him that the monkey in his hand, which had learned the language of the Werebeast for some unknown purpose, was most likely a slave kept by other races, his reason told him that what Su'er said was right.
Spirit, that is the element that makes the impossible possible. They are everywhere, and they also exist in the body of every life and creature living on this planet. The number of Spirit that can be preserved in the body and the neural adaptability connected to the Spirit Circuits determine the rank of the race.
The adaptability of the Werebeast is extremely low, while humans have no adaptability at all and cannot connect to the Spirit Circuits at all. Because of this, and because humans do not have the Gods to create themself, the Werebeast still get the suffix of [species], while humans are just humans... They are regarded as the lowest level of beasts, and even the name of human is just a self-proclaimed name, and has never been recognized by other races.
How can a beast that cannot use magic, has no extraordinary power, and cannot even see the Elf collect information that is useful to the races that can use the Elf efficiently?
For those superior races, it is probably only a matter of time and effort to compile a spell to collect information that the beasts cannot collect no matter how much effort they put in. Is it necessary to use such a cover-up method to deal with a Werebeast at the bottom of the list?
When you can kill the enemy with one punch, will you spend a long time preparing or accumulating strength?
That is not the choice of the strong.
And this is exactly what the white-haired Werebeast is confused about.
But he is a pioneer, a scout, and a tentacles that use his life to detect danger for the tribe. What this means is not something he can judge. All he has to do is to pass this information back - but considering that his messenger partner has just sent back the information about the team of Orcs that appeared in the range of the Werebeast's activities, and has not returned yet, the matter of sending back the information can only be postponed for the time being.
Before that, he had to bring this monkey, which contained some secrets, back intact. Although he didn't know the answer to the above question, there was only one thing that the white-haired Werebeast could be Sur of.
The monkey in front of him did have a sense of pride from the bone marrow, and even the monkey himself didn't notice it. Only when he looked at the muscles, the flow of blood, or the beating of the Heart, he could feel it clearly, as if he was not facing an ignorant and lowly beast, but a Su'er as noble as the Werebeast, or even more noble and powerful. Therefore, he could despise the existence of the Werebeast.
The monkey saw a world that the Werebeast had never seen?
What kind of joke was this?
This is how the white-haired Werebeast felt, and he asked the same question about this mysterious feeling.
"...Look, you haven't given up even until now, have you?", With a strong curiosity, the white-haired Werebeast fiddled with Su'er bones, and with just a slight pull, the bones at the joints fell out with a crisp snap.
The sudden pain made Su'er groan, but he still said nothing - he had to find a decisive reason to make the Werebeast give up his previous judgment.
"Still thinking about lies, do you really think I can't see it?", Not realizing that his plan had been seen through, the white-haired Werebeast was still acting out his own script, "Speaking of which, I also saw a monkey like you three years ago... Aren't you curious why I knew to hold your skull?"
Buzz!
Just a faint sentence made Su'er eyes seem to be covered with a bloody veil, the burning fire, the wooden house torn to pieces by claws, the self who was carried away by Ivan three years ago, and the dim vision in the bumpy ride still retained the man who turned back without hesitation with the people who volunteered to stay.
"You remembered, didn't you?", satisfied with the sound of Su'er uncontrollable teeth that were about to break, the white-haired Werebeast laughed maliciously, "Thanks to you, although there are many bones and little meat, if we hadn't caught you monkeys at that time, many children in the tribe would not have Survived that winter... If you think about it from this perspective, you monkeys are just like heroes, right?"
The venom almost flowed to the ground.
Trembling.
"By the way, although you have your own language, do you monkeys know what heroes mean? Let me explain it to you--"
Bang! ! !
The white-haired Werebeast stopped talking, and Su'er whistling fist was firmly held in his hand.
For some reason, the body that had long been unable to squeeze out any strength once again burst out with strength like a volcano, and his eyes were bloodshot. He knew that it would not cause any harm, and even his reason was shouting to save this strength, but Su'er could no longer bear it.
"Loise."
"Hmm?", the white-haired Werebeast asked curiously, but he didn't understand.
"His name... huh... is, is... Loise!"
Heavy breathing, the words that came out from the gap between his clenched teeth were trembling, and Su'er lowered his head, trying his best not to let the Werebeast see what he saw.
"What about you, monkey?"
The white-haired Werebeast asked casually without paying any attention to Su'er hatred. He could sense all the emotions of the creature in his hand.
"...Su'er."
"Very good, my name is Asano Shirasu, so we can get to know each other a little better." The white-haired Werebeast, no, Asano Shirasu moved his stiff neck, "That monkey, oh, Loise... Anyway, Loise is a very important person to you, right? But even so, didn't you leave him and run away without looking back?"
Shut up.
Su'er screamed in his Heart.
"You know? That guy, when he was about to die, he seemed to suddenly understand how precious it was to be alive." He forced Su'er head up, facing the hatred and anger that could no longer be concealed, Asano Shirasu unconcealedly brought his face, which was already extremely ugly in Su'er eyes, closer, "You regret it, he cried and wanted to live?"
Shut up!
Silent scream. "It was so ugly when I bit off his flesh and blood. I thought the monkey that deliberately rushed towards us would have some ability, but I didn't expect it to be just like this..." Asano Shirasu was still chattering about his memories, but Su'er couldn't help but sneered contemptuously. "Oh? Really?"