I Will Never Submit to Miss Grim Reaper - Chapter 393

Chapter 393: Curiosity Shouldn’t Kill Lizards? Probably

Upon hearing the familiar name “Momo,” I sat on a small stool inside Nida’s hut, slightly stunned.

Then, holding the large coconut in both hands, I tilted my head back and took another sip of the juice inside.

This village… feels somewhat antiquated.

Overall, its architectural standard seems similar to villages on Earth that frequently experience conflicts—mostly wooden houses. During the walk here, I didn’t spot anything particularly “modern.”

Nida is the village chief’s daughter, which means she probably has access to better resources within the village. If even Nida’s home is this simple, it’s easy to imagine the average standard of the scattered houses around here.

The houses are mostly constructed from mud, stones, and wood, with a somewhat barbaric architectural style—or perhaps no style at all.

Each house seems to be built differently. A round one here, a square cage-like structure there, occasionally a crude clay water jar by the roadside, all very rudimentary and rough in appearance.

Clearly, these lizard people aren’t skilled in craftsmanship or architectural design.

However, inside Nida’s home, I noticed a large bookshelf filled with various books. Some appeared to be made of parchment, thick and luxurious, with noticeably more advanced craftsmanship compared to here. They must have been brought from the so-called “human city.”

The books on the shelf seemed out of place amidst Nida, the lizard people wielding spears, and this wooden house.

“You…”

I hesitated, looking at Nida who stood at the door with a determined expression and a spear in hand.

“Do you know Momo well?”

The setting of the lizard people matched what I had heard from Xiao Mo before: in this world, due to the randomness and complexity of magic, many people throw themselves into learning it, slowing down technological and cultural development.

The lizard people, naturally disinterested in magic, seem to develop even more slowly, almost akin to primitive humans.

Somehow similar… to the 21st century world where everyone is using smartphones and information technology has exploded, but in some villages in Africa, there are still isolated chiefs leading tribes out for hunting.

These primitive tribal communities, if left without intervention, might indeed not develop for hundreds or even thousands of years.

“I guess I’m one of Momo’s researchers, hehe, like a scholar?”

My words made the little lizard girl at the door turn around.

“After all, those were all things from thousands of years ago. Even my grandfather’s generation only heard about it. When the Demon King was sealed, I wasn’t even born. I can only understand Momo based on some ancient books and stories recorded by others.”

“Oh…” I took another sip of coconut juice. “Are there ancient books specifically recording this?”

“Yes, there are some historical books and surviving people’s memoirs.”

Whenever “Momo” was mentioned, the little lizard girl seemed particularly excited.

“Just recently, I happened to finish reading a chronicle written by the grandson of someone related to Momo. It records some fragments of the great battle back then. The author said that if it weren’t for Momo, the Allied Forces would have been defeated long ago. The Demon King killed many people and had already gone mad. If no one could have stopped him, our world would be in chaos now because the Demon King’s power was really too strong.”

“Although there are very few things left from that time, and some authors may have added some personal and subjective influences when writing books, I still admire Momo very much. In my eyes, she is the most powerful Thunder Mage.”

With that, the lizard girl turned and hurried to the bookshelf in the room, rummaging through it for a while before taking out a book made of parchment.

“Like this book, I really like it. It tells stories about Momo and the Beast Ear Tribe. We lizard people are somewhat related to the Beast Ear Tribe. Momo helped the Beast Ear Tribe a lot to unite all the forces possible. There are many touching stories inside… Ah, this book is written in the Beast Ear Tribe’s language. I don’t know if you can understand it.”

“I… don’t really understand.”

Glancing at the crooked and twisted text on the parchment, I felt a bit embarrassed.

“I only know Elvish.”

“Then next time when there’s time, I’ll read it to you. Lady Momo actually had a very good relationship with the Beast Ear Tribe.”

“Um… You mentioned earlier that the ancestors of the lizard people betrayed the Allied Forces.”

I tried to steer the conversation with the little lizard girl. “Who did they betray back then?”

“At that time, Momo wasn’t the leader of the Allied Forces yet. It was… supposedly a human magician, right? One person or a small team? I’m not quite sure, but almost all related information from that time has been lost. After all, it’s been so long. I only remember that Momo and they were good friends, who together formed the Allied Forces, and then that incident happened.”

Nida had a very serious expression. “Four to five thousand years ago, if you really want that kind of information, you’d probably need to look through banned spell books. Unless you’re a particularly stubborn archaeologist, ordinary people aren’t interested in investigating this. It took quite a bit of luck for me to get hold of Momo’s biography with the Beast Ear Tribe! The difficulty of obtaining such ancient records… um, maybe I won’t be able to in this lifetime.”

“Doesn’t anyone else care about this?”

“Not… too much.”

The lizard girl looked puzzled. “Is Diwu curious about this?”

“No, no,” I waved my hands repeatedly. “I just wanted to understand because you mentioned earlier about the lizard people’s ancestors betraying someone.”

“Those are all histories from thousands of years ago. Apart from that, there are many things we still can’t find out now, like who Momo learned her marksmanship and thunder magic from, Momo’s true identity as a demon princess or an elf, why Momo hasn’t had a lover in thousands of years… a whole bunch of things.”

The lizard girl said seriously, “Even the scholars who specialize in studying Momo can’t answer these details…”

Just then, I heard footsteps outside the house.

“We don’t have much to offer in our village, just some coarse grains. It might be a bit plain for someone like you from a wealthy family.”

The strong lizard person who had argued with Nida at the village gate walked in holding a huge fruit platter. Speaking in broken Elvish with a gruff tone, he said, “We are vegetarians. If you want meat, go outside and hunt yourself. You can go with my daughter if you want. We’re busy right now and can’t spare time to cater to you.”

“Ah…”

I hurried over to take the large plate woven with vines, speaking gently, “Thank you. Food is not a problem, I can take care of myself.”

So this guy can speak Elvish too?

Oh no, wait. Nida just mentioned that her father occasionally goes to the human city to get food. His role should be something like an ‘ambassador,’ so knowing a few other languages isn’t that surprising.

“Dad, why are you so grumpy to our guest?”

Nida looked very unhappy. “If someone comes to visit our village, you should at least be more polite!”

“What’s my attitude? All you do is obsess over your magic. Now you’ve just teleported a person here, and next time you’ll bring a dragon? Are you going to bring a dragon home too, all in the name of your magic research?”

The adult male lizard person turned and walked away, not in a good mood. “Curious like a cat, curious about everything. Curiosity will kill you sooner or later!”

“You…”

Seeing her father leave after saying these words, Nida rushed out to the door, holding it in for a while, shouting outside—

“So what if I’m curious? I’ll take care of the little rabbit I found myself. You don’t have to worry about it!”

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