[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 257

“But, come to think of it, I can’t take my squirrel friend with me, can I?”

“Ppiit?!”

The squirrel, tangled up with Baekseol and fast asleep, suddenly wakes up with an early bird start.

“Ppi- ppit ppiit!”

The squirrel jumps up from its spot and starts frantically explaining something.

The squirrel points to the base of a huge tree, chirping away.

“Tree roots?”

“Ppit! Ppiit.”

The squirrel nods vigorously, then stretches out its short arms to draw a circle.

With a bit of understanding and body language, it feels like we can somewhat grasp what it’s saying.

“It’s really huge?”

“Ppit.”

“Does that mean the roots are big?”

“Ppit.”

The squirrel, who was drawing a circle, stretches its arms out to the sides and mimics flapping wings.

“Wings?”

“Ppi- ppit.”

Seems about right.

A huge tree, massive size, wings.

Too little information.

“Ppi- ppit.”

The squirrel, perhaps in a hurry, keeps trying to explain something.

This time, it mimics eating.

“Something with wings, really huge, and eats tree roots? That’s some high-class taste.”

“Ppi….”

The squirrel grabs the back of its neck and staggers.

This doesn’t seem right.

At best, it’s probably a monster that doesn’t exist in reality.

“Queen ant? Chicken? Owl? Leopard?”

“Ppit.”

As I throw out random answers without thinking, the squirrel, unable to hide its excitement, points to the top of the tree.

“Ants live up the tree?”

“Ppiit, ppit!”

“Chickens live there?”

The squirrel jumps up and down in place.

“Ppiit.”

It seems chickens live up the huge tree. The more we talk, the more it feels like we’re getting lost in a maze.

─Chik, chik.

“Whew─ Okay. Let’s say the big thing with wings is a chicken. Does that chicken eat roots?”

“Ppi….”

The squirrel grabs the back of its neck again and staggers.

At this rate, the squirrel might develop high blood pressure, the root of all diseases.

To protect the little squirrel’s health, we need to solve this problem quickly.

“Was the chicken just a lucky guess?”

“Ppit.”

“Hmm.”

Even if one guess was lucky, if we can’t come up with a normal answer, we need to eliminate unlikely or logically wrong answers to find the right one.

But this world seems like a place from a game I’ve never experienced.

The only thing I know about this world is that its name is Refolder Gate.

“In this world, if it’s big and has wings, it’s probably a monster, right?”

“Ppiit. Ppiit.”

“The only thing I’ve caught that looks like that is a dragon.”

“Ppi- ppit.”

The squirrel jumps up and down again.

“Is the dragon the answer?”

“Ppit.”

“Huh? No?”

“Ppit!”

As soon as I mentioned the name “dragon,” it started jumping, but now it says no again.

Maybe it’s something similar to a dragon.

“Is it bothering you?”

“Ppiit!”

“Is the chicken living at the top bothering you too?”

“Ppiit!”

“Hmm.”

It’s not painfully bothersome, but it’s definitely annoying.

The nuance of being mischievous is strong.

“Sorry. I’m too weak to take down a dragon-like creature right now.”

“Pii…”

The squirrel’s bushy tail droops.

“Should I catch a chicken instead?”

“Piiit!”

Tap tap.

The squirrel vigorously shakes its tail and taps my palm with it. It seems to mean absolutely not.

“Is a chicken as strong as a dragon?”

“Pii-”

“What kind of chicken is that?”

A giant tree. A dragon at its roots.

If it really is a dragon, it might have brought the World Tree from Norse mythology, but this seems to be inside a game. The setting could be all mixed up.

Also, Norse mythology is outside my area of interest, so even if there’s information, it’s hard to recognize right away.

“Piiit-! Piiit-!”

The squirrel lifts its nose and starts making strange noises.

“A pig…?”

“Piiit-”

The tiny squirrel, no bigger than a handful, bounces up and down on my palm.

That’s its way of saying “yes” by hopping in place.

As time passes, I’m getting more familiar with the squirrel’s gestures.

“If it’s a winged pig, is it inspired by Nidhogg (hog)?”

“Pit!”

“No? Then I don’t know.”

What’s important now isn’t whether it’s a winged pig or a dragon, but whether I should leave this little friend here or not.

When I woke up, acorns and wildflowers fell from my body, so it seems like we were playing together and fell asleep.

If I leave the friend I just made, Baekseol might get sad.

“But do you want to come with me?”

“Piiit.”

The squirrel wags its tail.

When I stroke its forehead with my finger, it closes its eyes tightly.

“What about the tree you lived in?”

“Pii- Piiit.”

The squirrel points to the giant tree it presumably came from, looks back once, then looks at me again.

“Me? I’m not a tree, though.”

“Pitpit!”

“Just because I ate acorns doesn’t mean an oak tree is growing inside me.”

“Piii…”

This little one is quite emotional.

“Hmm. Living with me would be pretty chaotic, are you okay with that?”

“Piiit.”

“There’ll be a lot of dangerous moments too.”

“Pii- Pit!”

“Haha, are you going to protect me?”

“Pii.”

Zap—!

“Mommy?”

The squirrel raises its stubby arms, and suddenly, a discharge occurs.

This happened when it fell from the sky too. I wasn’t seeing things.

“Zappy zappy squirrel, huh?”

“Piiit!”

“Sorry to say this, but it’s going to be hard to take you with me right now.”

“Piiit?”

Even if I return now, the squirrel won’t be by my side. The only thing that comes to mind is the method I used to summon Baekseol.

Even Baekseol, who I’ve been with the longest, couldn’t move with me at first. It was only after taking a practical summoning class at Wisdom Academy and making a contract that it became possible.

Unless I have a scroll with a magic circle drawn on it like back then, drawing a magic circle right now is impossible.

“Summoning magic isn’t just about connecting a straight path. It requires transmitting the attributes and personalities of the summoner and the summoned, leading to a contract…”

It’s a large-scale composite magic. We scholars have divided this process into five parts: palace, chamber, horn, tooth, and rain, attaching sounds to each line. So stop dozing off and wake up, Han Ga-eul.”

“Ugh… My head…”

Just thinking about the complex magic circle gives me a headache.

“Pii! Pii!”

“No, I’m fine. It doesn’t hurt. I just couldn’t remember the summoning magic.”

“Pit.”

“Thanks for worrying.”

As I pet the squirrel, it wags its bushy tail happily, as if delighted.

“Where I live is really far away. If you want to come with me, I need a summoning magic scroll, but I don’t have one.”

“Pii…”

“I know where to find it, so don’t worry too much. Should I give you a name first?”

“Pii-piit.”

“Hmm. You have pretty brown stripes and warm barley-colored fur, so your name will be…”

“Pit.”

***

“Bori?”

“Pit, pii…?”

The squirrel’s tail droops instantly.

Ratatosk couldn’t help but naturally recall the story he heard while playing decoration games with Baekseol and the peach tree.

He almost became salt or sugar, they said.

Fortunately, Han Ga-eul listens to others’ stories, so he was told to make a strong appeal if such a situation ever arose.

“Piit!”

“You don’t like Bori? Isn’t it cute?”

“Piit piit!”

“Hmm, electric… rice cooker? Should I call you Kongbori?”

“Pii…”

A crisis in the squirrel’s life has arrived.

Ratatosk quickly turned his head to seek help, but his friend there was already deep asleep.

***

*Bang!*

A rough wooden door swings open, and a man rushes into the house.

He has unusually dark green long hair and pointed ears.

“Huff! Huff! Elder!!”

As he bursts in, the ongoing conversation inside comes to an end.

“What is it, Doriel Kella?”

The Elf Elder, known for his generally mild demeanor, calls Doriel by his full clan name. This was the Elder’s way of expressing anger, but Doriel pays no attention, quickly scanning the surroundings.

“Big trouble, Elders!”

“Doriel, calm down and speak.”

Seeing him too agitated, another Elder sitting in a chair scolds Doriel to calm down.

Though the house was shabby and poorly made of wood, the people gathered here were not. They were the Elf Elders managing the affairs of the great Elf village.

“Haa… Haa…”

Doriel, bent over, catches his breath and raises his head.

“The World Tree’s ‘Regeneration’ is packing its nest to leave!”

*Crash!*

As soon as Doriel finishes speaking, the Elders jump up from their chairs. His words were that shocking.

“Is this information reliable, Doriel?”

“Yes! The ranger unit on patrol reported it!”

The grand conference hall, where the always solemn Elf Elders gathered, instantly became chaotic.

“Doriel, we can’t let you go unnoticed…”

“I’m not saying this lightly. Did you really see that?”

At the repeated questioning from the elder captain, Doriel nodded deeply.

“He seemed to be out for a short while, and it was confirmed that he was placing his cherished acorns into a leaf.”

Hearing Doriel’s report, the female elder clutched her head and collapsed to the ground.

“….”

The elder captain, who had been listening to Doriel’s report with a serious expression, seemed at a loss for words and just stared into the void.

Even in the midst of this, Doriel had to continue his report.

“Additionally, it was confirmed that the regeneration pouch has decreased by five leaves compared to usual.”

“This can’t be… Without regeneration, the World Tree’s growth will only leave destruction and gluttony. If that happens, the triangular symbiosis will break…”

The elder captain didn’t need to finish his sentence; the other elders knew what would come next.

“Doriel. Declare an emergency. Call the armed forces immediately. We must prevent the loss of regeneration at all costs.”

***

“Since we met in the autumn when the maple leaves fall, how about Danpung?”

“Pit!”

“Do you like it? Alright, Danpung. I’ll call you later, so if you have anything to bring, get it ready.”

“Ppit!”

“Ah, so obedient.”

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[Prospective Peach Tree Guardian Thunder Squirrel Danpung]

[Danpung picking a gift for a friend]

“Ppi- ppi♪ Ppi─♬”

“This little one is quite the chatterbox.”

“Ppit♡”

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[Thunder Squirrel Danpung 6★]

Grade: 6-star Ultra Rare

Type: Thunder (雷) Wood (木)

[Skills]

● Growth Management

● Ecosystem Formation

● Guardian Wind

● Song of Nature

● Thunder (雷)

● Falling Thunder (落雷)

● Lightning Flash (閃電)

● Electric Light (电光)

●● Overload (Over load)

●●● Wrath of Thunder (震雷之怒)

●●●● Thunderstorm (震雷暴雨)

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[Peach☆]

Just 1-star

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