Chapter 12: The People Ahead Are Arguing, The Birds Behind Are Chirping & Hydra’s Inner Collapse

“Big Cat Loli!” “Flunking Dunce!” “Big Cat Loli!”

After the assembly assignment ended, the test examiner signaled each group of trainees to return as soon as possible to run in and get familiar with each other in order to cope with the upcoming final assessment.

Thus on the way back, these two started arguing just like that, while the two birds flapping their wings behind them were one watching the fun and the other feeling helpless.

You ask what a Big Cat Loli is?

This was naturally one of Lady Belladonna’s campus dark histories… Although she was a well-educated young lady who revealed elegance in every gesture and movement.

However, in terms of the age of Underworld people, she was still at a lively adolescent stage, so what if her interest and hidden playful heart were sparked by something?

It led to a situation where a little loli in a western-style dress abandoned her image to catch mice and climb trees to catch little birds in school, and because her behavior was far too much like a cat, she earned such a teasing nickname as Big Cat Loli.

[How long are the two of them going to argue for?]

[Who knows, young people after all, full of energy~]

The two birds behind were also chirping and communicating, though Fini was actually somewhat surprised that a spirit raven was willing to take the initiative to talk to her, an unwelcome existence that was constantly ostracized.

Looking closely, however, this dark emerald green spirit raven indeed possessed quite a aristocratic style, and should be the kind that was sensible and easy to communicate with?

While Little Sparrow was sizing up this noble spirit raven, the other party was simultaneously glancing out of the corner of his eye at this magical creature whose appearance was enough to scare children so much they wouldn’t dare to cry.

Although small creatures like bone sparrows were not common, it wasn’t that they were rare items either; more or less, as a smart spirit raven, he had still studied quite a bit of Underworld creature knowledge.

Yet this one beside him was indeed somewhat… unusual?

He had heard rumors about this senior, but meeting in person was truly a bit different from expected.

[By the way, what’s your name?]

The Little Sparrow beside him suddenly asked, and the spirit raven who was still flying while thinking lagged for a moment, immediately realizing that the other party seemed to be talking to him.

[A raven doesn’t need a name, right?]

So outgoing?

Wasn’t it said that this senior had an eccentric temper and didn’t like to speak?

Why did she look as lively as a little kid…

[Then let’s rephrase the question, what name did she give you? By the way, I’m called Finitia.]

[………Hydra.]

[Wow, got something to it~ I wonder what that big snake would think about it.]

That big snake?

What thing, wasn’t this name taken from a creature in mythology?

It’s not like I don’t know, why do you say it as if you know that created fictional thing?

Because rumor had it that Little Sparrow had an eccentric temper, was bad at communicating, and often made strange remarks, Hydra didn’t take these words to heart.

When all was said and done, it was just a bone sparrow, even if she was a senior… tsk, so calling a bone sparrow senior is really super weird!

Shouldn’t this thing’s lifespan be very short?!

Now Hydra finally realized where the constant disharmony lay; it was as abstract as if you told me a rabbit lived longer than a human, and the human had to call that rabbit uncle.

Even in public perception, bone sparrows were things that didn’t possess intelligence or communication abilities, so you had to add that rabbit speaking human language to call you home for dinner—the level of violation was completely off the charts.

Furthermore, no matter how you looked at Little Sparrow’s performance, she seemed like a lively little child; you couldn’t say she lacked the air of a senior, you could only say you couldn’t tell at all that she had been a raven for decades.

Besides, speaking of which, can a bone sparrow really fly for so long?

She looked tiny as well, should be a male bone sparrow, but why did the voice sound so much like a little girl?

Because they used the birds’ way of communication, unlike humans who couldn’t tell the difference, in Hydra’s perspective, the Little Sparrow beside him was just like a big grown man speaking in a loli voice.

No way, I’m already feeling discomfort all over; why would there be a creature with not a single normal part on its whole body, completely pieced together out of discordance?

If it weren’t for the official backing you, I would have thought you were a strange spirit from somewhere.

The dark emerald green spirit raven appeared calm and unruffled on the surface, cold, elegant, and aloof.

In reality, his heart was currently roaring frantically, already so stimulated by physiological discomfort that he was about to fall to the ground and twitch.

[Brother, I’m a bit tired, how about you give me a ride on your back?]

Skeletal wings that didn’t quite support flying in the first place had made Fini slightly fatigued after a long flight… didn’t she happen to have someone beside her who looked easy to talk to?

[I carry you? Real or fake? Senior, how can you say such words?]

A simple sentence set off huge waves in Hydra’s heart—do you think our birds’ flying is like humans walking?

You even want me to carry you?

Although you are less than one-third of my size, it doesn’t mean you can ride on my back, right?

No, old senior, don’t tell me you don’t have basic common sense about flying either?

What do you take flying for!

[Not strange, right? Flying or whatever, just output more force~ I often hitch a ride… for example, a Nether Falcon.]

A giant bird the size of a car instantly surfaced in Hydra’s mind…

If that thing was carrying you, it could be considered plausible?

No, I am a spirit raven!

Where do I have the size and strength of those monsters?

That is one of the largest birds in the Underworld, and also the most dangerous bird of prey…

[Wait, senior, you mean, you… hitched a ride on a Nether Falcon, letting it fly while carrying you?]

[Yeah, is there any problem?]

Then the problem is huge!

Nether Falcons are fierce by nature and even eat spirit ravens, why don’t you say let a cat carry a mouse out?

Oh, bone sparrows didn’t seem to be on the Nether Falcon’s menu, but it’s impossible to let you ride it!

The Nether Falcon, known for eating everything, didn’t eat bone sparrows purely because bone sparrows had few pieces of decent meat on their whole body, and eating them would just get stuck in their teeth.

However, as a bone sparrow, you dared to go up and let others carry you; tigers usually don’t eat humans either, but do you dare to go over and tease a tiger?

[Well, just a joke, you can’t carry me either; if I drop you later, it’ll be funny.]

Dumbfounded as he watched Fini accelerate to fly onto Di’s shoulder and lie down, the brief exchange also refreshed quite a few of Hydra’s perceptions; now he finally knew this little senior was no simple item.

Regardless of whether what she said was true or false, this little senior… indeed had a lot of personality and unique insights into things.

It seemed that the one with problems was not just that problem student…

The upcoming tasks felt like they would be extremely unusual; were they really going to deal with this pair of combinations frequently in the future?

[No, it’s still hard to say.]

His gaze suddenly cooled down, and Hydra looked toward Di, who was still playing primary school student arguing games with Belladonna; he hadn’t forgotten what kind of situation Finitia was in after all.

Up until now, she had only been serving graduating novice Shinigami; when all was said and done, after the assessment ended…

Whether this bone sparrow could stay behind to become a raven was still an unknown quantity.

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