Kaijin Fighter: So I Have to Make Monsters, So What?-Chapter 1181: Trip Prepping

After several hours of watching their lord essentially overthrow a township’s local hegemony like it was yesterday’s trash, Logos and Pathos had managed to isolate where exactly in the world he had ended after being launched by a faulty teleportation array.

As far as they could tell, he was currently situated in a small place called Papaya Town, which was located in a small strip of jungle land that connected the continents of Stampeding Bison and Dozing Salamander together.

With a clear destination in mind, and confirmation that their Lord was okay for the time being, the kaijin made plans on sending a rescue team to go and secure him.

Or at the very least, help him acquire the materials he would need to repair the [Key to Nowhere].

But before they could do any of that, the kaijin had to determine two very important things.

The first was to determine who was going, which they figured out fairly quickly to be Nepeherage, Razorstella, Springerdermain and Screamira. The reason for the truncated roster was so that they could move as quickly as possible while also leaving some guardians behind for the facilities.

As for the second determination, they needed to figure out what to bring with them.

This was the first time in their existence that they had ever had to do a rescue mission for their leader, hell, this was the first time they had ever traveled long distance without their leader/creator in tow.

Ergo, the following conversations took place.

[Why would you need a rubber ducky, Razorstella?,] Screamira chided. [We’re going to the continent of fire and passion, not bathing.]

[If there’s one thing I learned about journeying for the sake of cultivation(read a whole bunch of comic books), one should always bring everything they think they might need...and a towel,] Razorstella defended herself.

[A...towel?]

[You’d understand if you read it.]

...

[Nepeherage...you remember that we’re more or less walking natural disasters that can’t be harmed by most conventional weapons?,] Springerdermain asked.

[Yes, I am aware,] Nepeherage answered.

[Then why are you packing an ungodly amount of weapons and armor?]

[What if our lord needs additional protection?]

[...our inability to communicate with the Ringmaster is taking a mental toll on you, isn’t it?]

[I miss him and I refuse to let him out of our sight again.]

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[Fine, but please only pack stuff that can be fitted into a zako.]

[Meh.]

...

As for the ones that were being left behind, Hurricroak, Frosttusk, Arcahnidame and Lacerage, they were more or less being left in charge of defending the library from any possible intrusions.

Granted, the latter two were still maintaining their role as secretaries for the Zhen Clan of Stone Claw, so they didn’t really have a chance to-

BOOM!

"Where in the nine hells are those floating spectral cuntbags of curators?!"

[Apologies, everybody but-]

[The young master’s mama insisted on coming here in person.]

<=Oh boy.=>

Suddenly, and without warning, Daria Nerissa-Zhen had entered the [Library of Nowhere] by kicking open the stone doors to the place.

Following along her were Arcahnidame and Lacerage, in their kaijin forms, who were looking a bit browbeaten, and appeared to be forced to hold Zhen Liu’s baby twin siblings.

Evidently, Daria had "convinced" the two kaijin secretaries to ,not only carry her kids for her, but also bring her to the [Library of Nowhere].

Needless to say, Daria looked ready to rip someone’s head off and shit fury down their severed neck stump.

Or in this case, two someones.

[Logos! Pathos!,] Daria shouted in Chaos Speak. [If you two aren’t in front of me in the next five seconds, I will turn this library into a funeral-]

<Okay! Okay! We’re here, we’re here!>

=Please don’t turn out library into the next Alexandria.=

The twin curators of logic and emotion manifested in front of Daria as she had demanded, taking on the form of pitifully adorable fae-like beings.

Evidently, they were trying to gather sympathy points with their appearance...and failed abysmally.

At least, that was the impression they got when staring into the balls of fury that was replaced the eyes of their Lord’s mother’s.

[Would you two mind explaining to me why I saw my darling baby boy getting launched like a cannonball through the air?!,] Daria roared.

One would assume that the babies being brought in tow would’ve started crying at the sound of their mother’s yelling, but they were surprisingly calm about it.

Whether this meant because they knew their mother was understandably furious at people other than themselves or because they were used to it was unknown.

That or they were more curious of the giant bug women that was holding them instead.

[You think this is going to affect their development later in life?,] Lacerage with a serious tone of voice towards Arcahnidame as the baby in her arms kept bapping her chitinous skin.

[I don’t know, but they seem to enjoy playing with our limbs,] Arcahnidame answered as the baby in her arms had somehow managed to grab one of her spider legs and began gnawing on it.

Adorable behavior aside, Daria was still in need of answers or she was going to blow more than a gasket.

<Okay, massive technicality, it wasn’t out fault that he got teleported away like that.>

"Bad answer!"

=But! But...,= Logos interjected before Daria could bitch-slap Pathos across the face with a [Chaos] empowered hand. =We did manage to isolate where exactly our lord is currently located.=

As she said this, Logos proceeded to produce a holographic map showing her darling boy’s location.

The aggravated mother proceeded to stare at the screen for a few moments before letting out an annoyed exhalation of breath.

"And you’re certain that he’ll still be in the area when you get your kaijin down there?," Daria asked with a steely tone.

<=We’re about...seventy percent sure,=> Logos and Pathos answered simultaneously.

"Why that low?"

=Well, we would normally say about ninety percent in this situation,= Logos began to explain. =But the current Kaijin Lord has a tendency to attract trouble in ways that not even we can predict.=

<He’s like a giant luck magnet of both the good and bad variety,> Pathos added.

"So you’re telling me, that there’s a chance by the time you lot get to this Papaya Town, he won’t even be in the area because of random chance?"

<=Er...=>

The stunned silence was all that Daria needed to hear before she took yet another deep breath and came to a decision.

"Alright...not that I don’t have faith in my baby boy’s Kaijin, but I know damn well that y’all don’t have anything in terms of money, political clout or reputation that would make the travelling between continents and countries easier, yes?"

<We can->

"Don’t suggest forgeries, because there’s a non-zero chance you’ll get caught and be forced to cause an incident or ten to cover up your trail."

<Statement retracted.>

"In that case, I and the rest of the clan will be arranging to go along with you lot. Not only will you be given the shield of reputation, but this will also be a good learning opportunity for everyone involved," Daria informed the duo.

<Wait, what?>

=I mean...it makes sense but who will you even bring?=

"Let me and the secretaries worry about that," Daria answered while waving her hand. "Oh and one more thing. Is it safe to assume to your records in regards to the Dozing Salamander is rather outdated, yes?"

<=We’ll update them when our forces arrive,=> Logos and Pathos answered.

"Not good enough, we’ll need guide," Daria determined. "And I have been led to believe you have such an individual on hand?"

<=We do?=>

...Meanwhile...

^So...have y’all learn anything beyond your initial vocabulary or-^

[SKREEEEE!]

^Figures.^

Deeper within the [Library of Nowhere], there was a rather elaborate prison that only held about two prisoners of note.

The first was something that the curators have been calling a "wild kaijin" and her children, since they weren’t exactly abominations but they weren’t traditional kaijin either.

They were situated in this place until Zhen Liu could figure out a way to either reverse their condition or turn them into proper kaijin, whichever came first.

The second prisoner of note was as an Ignarii by the name of Olstenna, a purple flamed bastard who had decided to pick a fight with Zhen Liu and the kaijin because of some desire to push his limits, combined with the fact that he learned about them being this group of invincible super warriors.

But now, after challenging them and losing, Olstenna found himself locked away in an underground prison with... actually a surprising amount to do.

The curators made sure that he ate regularly, he had access to any books of he was bored and his cell had enough room for him to exercise and practice.

The only thing he couldn’t do was cutlivate, which was annoying but understandable.

He would’ve burnt this place down to the ground if he had the chance.

Regardless of the surprising comfort though, Olstenna still wanted to fight the Kaijin Lord properly and was more than ready to do so at any time.

Little did he know, but he was about to get his chance to do so.