I Didn't Even Want To Live, But God Forced Me To Reincarnate! Chapter 56: Interlude: That Day's Falsanzuwu...

Meanwhile, in an unknown dark forest, the Falsanzuwu that survived Rupert's dark arrow flew and landed at the arm of a tall and slender man. His untidy beard grew long, in contrast to his tidy hair. The cold air that pa.s.sed by him due to Falsanzuwu's wings combined by the breeze that pa.s.sed through the trees surrounding them didn't even make the man shudder.

"...it's just you, number two?" The main said, in his deep and low voice.

"Kwaaahh!"

The Falsanzuwu responded, but the man couldn't understand what it was talking about.

"Seems like number one was killed by one of them."

A voice could be heard from behind the man. A young boy—perhaps in his teen, is standing silently behind the tall and slender man. Somehow, he could understand what the Falsanzuwu wanted to say. His dark red short hair resembles the color of the dried bloodstain. His slanted eyes seemed as if they were glowing in the darkness of the night—it glowed a neon yellow. The young boy calmly leaned on the big tree next to him.

The older man noticed his voice and slightly turned around to confirm the boy's ident.i.ty. It is actually something that he doesn't need to do—as that voice and the content of his words couldn't be imitated by anyone else. But still, he turned around and once his gaze met the boy's for a moment, he turned to face the Falsanzuwu again.

"I see... so, tell me, what have you found?" The older man spoke again to the Falsanzuwu.

"Caw, caw, caw!"

The young boy calmly listened and then acted as if he was the Falsanzuwu's spokesman—translating every word that he heard.

"...seems like everyone's away from the house. That includes the children."

The boy translated the Falsanzuwu's words indifferently with his cold voice. His intonation when he said that made it feels like he doesn't care about it at all, but in a very short instant, his eyes showed a sliver of disdain and profoundness, hinting that he was also upset at this unexpected result.

"Tch, they brought them along?"

Contrary to the young boy, the middle-aged man clearly showed his anger, clicking his tongue several times, and proceeded to curse the Hartmann family in his heart.

"That's right. And that's how... you really need a change of plan if you still want to proceed."

The boy walked over the man without even lifting his gaze to the p.i.s.sed off man at all. He continued to walk away from him, ready to leave. He slightly lifted his left hand, and upon seeing the signal, the Falsanzuwu flew away from the man's arm, free from his mission.

"Yes, don't worry. I have properly arranged another plan. I will succeed!"

A glimmer of ambition and conviction welled up in the man's eyes. He was very, very sure that he would succeed with whatever plan he's scheming. He clenched his right hand tightly and brought it closer to his chest, signing the full determination he's had.

"That's good. Well, that's the only a.s.sistance I can give you. Good luck," the young boy indifferently said that and left the man. After putting some distance, he discreetly smirked, his eyes clearly indicated that he felt happy. Happy because the middle-aged man actually thought of a back-up plan! And that the man seemed very confident that his plan would still go through!

The boy has always looked down on the middle-aged man that he just talked with. Who would have thought that the old man was brilliant enough to have arranged another plan in such a short moment's notice?

As various thoughts swirled around the boy's mind, he walked steadily under the darkness of the night, not feeling disturbed at all by the eerie atmosphere that the dark forest emitted.

Whoever that young boy is, he is no ordinary person. To be able to understand the words of a common monster? The Falsanzuwu is not a divine beast that can be summoned to obey his words, and it's not a familiar, either. Had it been a familiar or someone's summoned beast, Rupert would have sensed its magical essence.

No one would have expected that there was somebody who could communicate with the ordinary monster, let alone command them to spy on someone. If such a person exists, clearly words would have spread about them. However, the fact that the higher-ups weren't notified of the young boy's ability clearly indicates that the boy's ident.i.ty is shrouded in a complete mystery, hidden from everyone else.