This... This is a White Tiger!
A genuine, naturally born White Tiger, not those artificial ones that look fake. This one is the real deal, the kind you only see in fantasy stories!
A group of blond-haired punks had never seen such a divine beast before.
They were itching to rush over and savor the moment.
But they hadn't forgotten their original purpose.
They were here to rescue someone first, to leave a good impression on her.
Then, whatever happened next would naturally fall into place.
Besides, the girl was hanging so high up in the tree that they couldn't do much anyway.
After all, their average height was barely 1.6 meters.
Just as the blonde gang was preparing to rescue the girl, their cautious leader, Yamamoto Nanjirou, suddenly spoke up.
"Wait!"
The group exchanged confused looks, unsure why their leader had stopped them.
"Silvermoon Forest is full of dangers. This might just be a trap."
"You all are precious members of the Minotaur Society, and I can't let you take such risks."
"As your leader, it is my duty to take the lead!"
Yamamoto Nanjirou's words were solemn and impassioned, carrying an air of fearless determination.
His followers were moved by his noble character, their hearts silently giving him a middle finger of praise.
But since their leader said so, they figured they'd let him go ahead. After all, they'd still get a share of the spoils later.
In Sakura Island's societies, it was common for the leader to get the first bite of the meat.
Yamamoto Nanjirou coughed twice, feeling quite pleased with his subordinates' reactions.
He adjusted his clothes to look more presentable before politely approaching the girl hanging from the tree.
From this angle...
Sugoi!
His eyes gleamed green with excitement. Unfortunately, the girl's face was obscured by her thick, curly hair, and she was slightly tilting her head, making it hard to see clearly.
But that smooth, rounded chin—it was undoubtedly the mark of a beauty.
This was a jackpot!
"My lady, I am here to save you. Please hold on; I'll get you down right away!"
The harpy leader, Ji Taimei, glanced at the human beneath her and quickly raised her head even higher, afraid her drool might drip down.
Who knows how long it had been since she'd hunted human adventurers?
Her "headlights" swayed as she spoke in a pitiful tone, her voice tinged with a sob and delivered in broken Common Tongue:
"Sniff sniff... Oh brave warrior, I accidentally got tangled in the vines of the Ghost Vine Tree, which is now dormant."
"If you wish to save me, please cut the third vine wrapped around the tree. That way, you can free me without awakening the tree."
Yamamoto Nanjirou cast an Identification spell on the nearby tree and confirmed it was indeed a Ghost Vine Tree.
As for whether the tree was alive or not, he figured the girl had no reason to deceive him.
Drip... Drip...
Something cool and slick landed on his face.
Could this be...?
Yamamoto Nanjirou's eyes widened in shock, his last shred of reason obliterated.
He raised his hand, chanting softly, and sent a Fireball spell precisely at the third vine the girl had mentioned.
But instead of rescuing the girl, Yamamoto Nanjirou found the ground beneath him suddenly give way.
"...⊙ω⊙??"
As Yamamoto Nanjirou belatedly realized, this was a trap.
With a loud "splat," he rolled into a ten-meter-deep pit.
The vine was actually a trigger for the trap.
This was all a scam!
The fall didn't hurt, but Yamamoto Nanjirou's health dropped to one-fourth.
"Bakayarou! This is a trap! Who dares to plot against me? You're dead meat!"
Yamamoto Nanjirou climbed to his feet and started cursing, but he suddenly noticed countless green lights glowing in the darkness around him.
"This... This is..."
Terrified, Yamamoto Nanjirou backed away, only to bump into a massive, solid figure.
"Growl..."
A beastly snarl echoed above him.
Trembling, Yamamoto Nanjirou looked up.
In the pit's dim light, he saw a two-meter-tall gnoll with a wolf-like face and a muscular, humanoid body, raising its massive paw like a fan.
"Slap—"
A heavy blow landed on Yamamoto Nanjirou's face, spinning him clockwise five times.
"Slap—"
The gnoll's other paw struck him again, counterclockwise this time.
"Gah..."
Yamamoto Nanjirou managed a single cry of pain before darkness overtook him.
Meanwhile, outside the pit, the other blond-haired punks were surrounded by a horde of monsters.
Riding spearboars were muscular kobolds with eight-pack abs barely hidden.
Cockatrices, their claws thicker than the punks' legs, moved erratically, their chicken heads fixed in place, glaring fiercely as they stirred up dust.
Two-meter-tall gnolls, riding massive rock-armored crocodiles, wielded thick black pythons that either coiled around their necks or were tucked under their arms, writhing menacingly.
And then there was a swarm of buff Fireflame Rabbits.
The leading rabbit sported a chunky gold chain, a leaf cigarette in its mouth, and glowing red eyes.
Its triangular shoulder muscles were larger than its head, and its balloon-like chest muscles looked capable of crushing a person.
These monsters simply stared at the punks in silence.
The atmosphere grew tense.
Even the air seemed to heat up from the monsters' body heat.
Terrifying.
The blond-haired punks felt like they weren't in Silvermoon Forest but rather the bathhouse of the Yamaguchi-gumi gang!
"Uh... Uh, esteemed monster bosses, we're just passing through..."
"Y-Yeah, just passing through."
"Um, we won't rescue the girl anymore. She's all yours. We'll... we'll leave now..."
"Y-Yeah, leave now, leave now."
The blond-haired punks huddled together like quails, trembling on their knees, their faces plastered with ingratiating smiles.
"Oh my~ You're not going to save me, brave adventurers?"
A sweet female voice rang out, and the punks turned to look, their hearts skipping a beat, their faces turning pale.
The girl entangled in vines had descended from the tree. Her figure was exquisite, her skin smooth and fair, and she had wings on her back, completely unclothed.
If you only looked at these features, she was undoubtedly a peerless beauty.
Even the wings and talons couldn't detract from her allure.
But when they saw her face...
The punks felt their spirits plummet, their hearts filled with dread.
This wasn't a goddess.
This was a sacrificial offering! """
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