I am an Eldritch Entity-Chapter 69: Selected targets

The bird tilted its head, then answered.

"Our boss took us there, saying it was an order from above."

Eryndor furrowed his brows.

"Where?"

There wasn’t really much expression Eryndor could read on the beast. They weren’t evolved to have such a complex range of expressions anyway.

It answered.

"Towards the group of humans."

"What?"

Eryndor inadvertently snapped. What was this nonsense now?

"What other group?" He asked.

Were there more humans on the planet apart from team Lockheim?

The beast raised up one of its wings and pointed at a direction before replying.

"The group which was hunting our species in that direction."

Eryndor’s eyes narrowed when he looked at the direction the bird was pointing in.

No, no extra humans. That was the direction team Lockheim headed in.

Eryndor didn’t know if they later changed directions, since it had already been hours since they set out. But at least, that was their original direction when Eryndor witnessed them depart from the small base.

"When was the order given?" He asked the bird again.

"Don’t know."

"Who gave the order?"

"The leader knew, I don’t know."

"Jeez, what use are you?"

"More than you."

Eryndor’s eye twitched.

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You all love trash talking even to the point of death. I wonder how your species survived.

On second thought, there was no other species as intelligent as Crappy Birds on this planet. The others wouldn’t know jackshit even if the Crappy Birds cursed their entire family tree.

Reigning in the urge to murder it, he asked once again.

"Did they survive?"

It was no use running back to check when he could ask the bird itself.

"Yes. One of the targets used some treasure which helped them escape."

Eryndor remembered some of his thoughts and continued to ask with narrowed eyes.

"There should be three people there. Were you told to not hurt one of them?"

"No, we were told to focus on two of them."

Eryndor’s lips curved into a mocking expression.

"You are not very smart are you?"

"Smarter than you. You are asking me things I know, and you don’t."

Eryndor couldn’t be bothered to reply to the low life. Taking a final look at it, he inquired.

"Anything else?"

"The leaders were supposed to handle the last human, but she ran away too."

Eryndor nodded, and dived into the beast’s memory.

A second later, his brows furrowed. Before the beast could react, Eryndor snapped its head, and began stealing the flowers.

He didn’t pay attention to the method of harvesting, just plucking them out as fast as he could and putting them into a separate bag.

When he was done, he slung it over his shoulder and began running through the jungle.

Eryndor never planned to leave the beast alive, it had experienced his combat prowess and was coherent enough to put it into words. That was simply leaving traces for other people to find out.

He had found a rather concerning fact when scrying the beast’s memory.

That middle stage level Crappy Bird wasn’t the leader.

The flock leader in these beasts was chosen through strength, but there was an early stage beast with an innate ability which defeated the middle stage Crappy Bird.

Yes, beasts had innate abilities too.

The last Crappy Bird he had killed didn’t know what innate ability it was since it never witnessed it.

The early stage Crappy Bird with the ability wasn’t among the one he had killed just now.

Eryndor could stay around to find out, it was still in the early stage after all, there wasn’t a high probability of risk, but he didn’t stay.

He had never been a reckless guy.

That beast said that the leaders would deal with the last person alone, maybe that was why they were late?

Somehow, Eryndor had a guess who that last person was. Liliana.

He just had a suspicion, it would need further evidence to be sure about it.

I should head back.

Eryndor thought while slinging the bag of Moltrasis flowers over the travel bag he was already carrying.

He was taking a slightly different route from when he had arrived, not willing to encounter the flock leader since the rest of the flock had been successful at spotting him on that route.

If the flock leader was returning at the same time, it would surely spot him.

Approximately two hours later, after a long winding path, he arrived at the small base, beside which the massive spaceship stood.

When he approached it, he could see a few people moving about, carrying medicines and other kinds of equipment.

He entered through the door and saw Ken and Hellen lying on a floor, being tended to by various staff.

Their bodies were badly wounded in various places, almost entirely covered in blood.

Fortunately, Eryndor could see the wounds slowly recovering through the use of certain medicines.

It truly wasn’t much, but they anyway wouldn’t be staying on this planet for long, he figured both of them would be back on their feet, fully cured by the time their next checkpoint arrived.

He checked up on both of them, said a few kind words and left.

This isn’t the time to ask them about what happened.

He entered another room in the base, and handed in his Moltrasis flowers to one of the agents.

For all the valuables which one turned over to the Human Federation, they would get an equal amount of contribution points.

Eryndor would be able to buy things more relevant for his current self than a bunch of plants with those contribution points.

He left the base and entered the spaceship.

The base only had enough rooms for an emergency, to take a rest, and a big one for various kinds of experiments.

If someone wanted to have some personal space, they would have to head towards their assigned room in the spaceship.

"Haahhh."

He heaved a sigh while laying on his bed, after taking a shower and changing clothes.

There was still some time left for the evening snacks, so he took out his phone and began going through the messages.

"Hello, I heard you’re under Team Lockheim?"

One of them stood out, it was from Syndra who he had talked to for a while, in the training room.

He had contacted her later to establish a connection, since having a Ravencroft in his network wouldn’t hurt.

He narrowed his eyes, thinking of something, before replying to Syndra.

"Yes, can I ask you something?"