Simultaneous Transmigration: A Fateful Traveler's Journey Begins in Mystery

Chapter 29 Morion's Favored Ones

The mountainous area is a series of mountains.

In Moraine's eyes, all these mountains looked the same.

“Oh no, I should have hired a guide,” Morion said, distressed.

Genos put the item up for lost and found, and Saitama, showing little interest in the matter, went back on his own.

So Morion came alone and found this mountainous area.

If I had to say, it's actually not that hard to find.

The Silver Fang Dojo is easy to find online; it's actually quite easy to locate.

But now a problem arises.

Moraine is lost.

These mountains all look the same.

Perhaps he should turn back and find the guide now.

Morion tentatively picked up a branch from the ground and stood it upright.

I wonder if a "spirit world" exists in this world, and whether divination is possible there...

He temporarily transformed all his energy into spirituality, and then closed his eyes.

"My destination..."

Repeat three times, then release your hand.

The branch is still standing in the same spot, which means the divination failed.

“Sigh…” Morion sighed and casually kicked the branch away.

The branch spun twice in the air before falling to the ground, pointing in one direction.

His spirit suddenly stirred.

Ok?

That direction...

Is there something in that direction? It's strange that it has a spiritual connection with him.

Morion walked directly in the direction the tree branch pointed.

As he walked, he casually tossed out a few branches to use his spiritual senses to determine his direction.

Soon, Moraine found his target on the side of a large mountain.

The mountain was covered with fine cracks on one side, suggesting that a high-speed flying object had recently crashed into it.

Below the point of impact, a person lay on the ground, barely alive.

Skin covered in cracks, long white hair, and limbs shaped like sickles.

This is actually a mosquito woman.

She was the Mosquito Girl who was slapped by Saitama and forced to leave her enhanced form.

She didn't die.

Morion looked behind her.

The blood sac that served as her tail had long since shriveled up.

Sure enough, the wall was covered in blood because her blood sac had been slammed against the wall and exploded.

She herself is barely still alive.

I never expected her to be sent flying so far.

Moraine glanced back in the direction of the city.

He recalled that it took him more than half an hour to walk from the scene where the woman was swatting mosquitoes to here.

As Morion approached, Mosquito Girl's nose twitched slightly.

She struggled to open her eyes and glanced at Morion.

"You...it's you!"

Mosquito Girl immediately became agitated.

But the physical pressure was quickly forced to subside.

She remembers that taste clearly.

This smell is the same as the blood she inhaled when she entered enhanced mode after just one drop.

She struggled to reach out her claws at Morion, but her limbs were already broken.

Moraine understood.

"I see."

"You drank my blood and came into contact with the power of [reproduction]."

"With your abilities, it's not impossible for you to take further control over this small amount of [breeding]."

"But you chose to isolate yourself from the group."

Morion looked at the cracks on Mosquito Girl's body.

This wasn't caused by Saitama. If we must trace the origins, then the end of the relationship should be him.

“Clearly, when you chose to leave the group, [breeding] also left you,” Morion said to Mosquito Woman.

Otherwise, it might not have flown that far.

"Give me some blood...please..." the Mosquito Girl pleaded weakly.

"Want my blood?" Morion walked up to Mosquito Girl, looking down at her. "You want to join my insectoid faction?"

Mosquito Girl didn't understand what Bug-type was, but that didn't stop her from nodding with all her might.

"Heh, is that so?" Morion chuckled, extending his arm and lightly scratching his wrist with his fingernail. "So, you're probably one of my chosen ones."

"I haven't even thought of a proper name yet."

The smell of blood wafted out, causing the mosquito woman's broken limbs to twitch involuntarily.

Morion slowly walked up to her and reached out his hand.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you directly," Morion said softly.

…………

At the entrance of the "Flowing Water Rock Shattering Fist" dojo.

Moraine stepped onto the last step and looked back to see a towering mountain below.

The temple is located on this mountain.

Morion deactivated the spell's enhancement and looked away.

Behind him, Mosquito Girl looked around.

She looks quite different from when she first started out.

His body was covered in broken lines, and his sickle-like limbs were replaced by new hands and feet.

“Normally, even people who exercise regularly would find it difficult to climb this mountain, yet you didn’t stop even once along the way.” An aged but quite powerful voice rang out beside Morion.

"So, are these young people here to become apprentices or to challenge the school?"

Morion looked in the direction of the sound and saw an elderly man with white hair standing not far from him.

The old man had his hands behind his back, his posture was somewhat hunched, and he had a thick white mustache.

He was Moraine's target for this trip.

Silver fangs, Bangu.

He didn't stop even once... How did he know?

Morion repeated the old man's words in his mind.

Could it be that Bang had actually been by his side the whole time, but he hadn't noticed at all?

As expected of the third-ranked S-class expert, a true martial arts master...

Just as they were thinking this, the spiest observer suddenly noticed something.

Morion tilted his head and looked at Bang's hands behind his back.

"Oh, old man, you always keep a telescope on this mountain?"

Bang was slightly surprised to hear the voice that appeared directly in his mind.

However, Bang showed neither any appreciation for Morion's abilities nor any shame for Morion exposing him.

He nodded calmly.

"Not bad, the young man has excellent observation skills."

"His abilities are also quite good."

"So, you still haven't answered my first question," Grandpa Bang said with a chuckle. "With your excellent health, are you here to become my apprentice or to challenge me?"

He looked Morion up and down carefully.

He had a fairly strong physique, but some tattoos on his body made him look like a delinquent.

Wearing an orange-red mask with a strange expression, like mocking or sneer.

In summary, he doesn't look like a good person; he seems like a hoodlum.

but……

This is nothing.

When Bangko was young, he was much more of a hoodlum than a petty thug.

Hearing Bang ask the same question again, Moraine raised his hand to touch his mask and answered with a grin: