These Familiars Are Strange-Chapter 67: Another cry for help

After coming back from my thoughts, I put away the items that the Scavenger Rabbit got from the Fishman Priest and focused on what was ahead of me.

Since I had found a piece of this quest, it was only natural that I would have to find the rest of the other pieces.

It would be a waste to let it go now.

As for where I would get the other pieces of this order, it was naturally from the other Elite Monsters of this dungeon.

I was certain that as long as I could find them, I would be able to get the quest items from looting the Elite Monsters. The golden paw of the Scavenger Rabbit was not something to be looked down on.

The only thing now was finding those Elite Monsters.

The solution that I came up with was to ask the Fishman guards that had once protected the Fishman Priest.

Since they followed the Fishman Priest, they should have some idea of where the different Elite Monsters were.

As expected, they really did know.

It took a while to get this information from them since it was hard to communicate without words, but I was able to get a few of them to lead the way to the next Elite Monster.

I didn’t have any hesitation in following them since there was nothing to lose from following them.

Even if I didn’t follow them, all that would happen is that I would wander around this dungeon on my own. So at the very least, it was better to follow them to see if they would lead me to somewhere good.

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Following the lead of these Fishman guards, I eventually reached a place that seemed different from the rest of the dungeon.

This place was clearly different since the walls that were around me were different from before.

It seemed that this place was a different district of this dungeon from the place that I was in before.

It really seemed like there would be an Elite Monster here.

But before I could find that Elite Monster, I heard a voice call out.

"Help! Please help me!"

I couldn’t help slightly knitting my brows when I heard this voice, but eventually I started heading in that direction.

I didn’t know who was calling for help, but I wanted to see what kind of person it was that would call for help in a dungeon like this.

It wasn’t that I was planning on saving them, it was just that I wanted to see if they were a good person or not.

Unfortunately for me, I was a good person…

When I saw the fatty being chased by the Fishmen, I couldn’t help giving a sigh.

This fatty didn’t seem like he would pose any threat to me with the way that he was running from the Fishmen, so I couldn’t help feeling sorry for him.

In the end, I had a few of my Fishmen go forward and beat these Fishmen up before having the Echo Bat tame them.

The fatty had stopped running when he saw the Fishmen under my control running over. After all, when the Fishmen under my control appeared, they came from in front of him while the other Fishmen were behind him.

With the way that they were arranged around him, he had been completely surrounded.

The fatty had a look on his face almost as if he had accepted his death, which didn’t disappear even when the Fishmen under my control saved him.

When it was over, the fatty just stood there in a daze as if he accepted the death that was about to come.

So I just went over and slapped him in the face to bring him back to his senses.

"What’s going on?" The fatty rubbed the cheek that I slapped as he said this in a daze.

"Are you alright?" I asked him in a simple voice.

The fatty looked at me with a surprised look as if he didn’t expect to see me here before suddenly breaking out in tears to say, "I never thought that someone would save me!" After that, he fell to his knees and grabbed my legs before saying, "Thank you! Thank you for saving me!"

There was a look of disgust that appeared on my face when he did this.

That was because when he broke out in tears, the look on his fat face really was…ugly.

I couldn’t help wanting to take a step back, but he was faster than me as he grabbed my legs before I could even move. So all I could do was pat him on the head and comfort him by saying, "Alright, alright, that’s enough of that. A man shouldn’t cry that easily."

The fatty didn’t seem to care as he continued to cry while saying, "I really thought that I was dead!"

It took a while for the fatty to calm down, but he eventually calmed down and stopped crying.

When he did, I distracted him by asking, "What happened?"

The fatty had a very awkward look on his face as he explained his situation.

It turned out that he was an Explorer just like me and he had come here with a group that he was working with. Only when they had been surrounded by the Fishmen, he had been used as bait while the others escaped.

In the end, he thought that he was dead until I came to save him.

I didn’t say anything when he finished his story, I didn’t even look at him with a look of pity since this kind of story was just too common.

There were many that died like this when they became Explorers, that was just a part of the danger of being one.

It wasn’t as if I could pity everyone that was an Explorer.

So after I finished listening to his story, I waved my hand at him and said, "Be careful going back to the entrance."

I turned to leave, but the fatty jumped at me and grabbed my legs again as he said, "Please let me come with you!"