God's Eyes

"I don't care if he is a good guy or not, either he leaves the entire valley, or we will have to kill him! Can you not sense that he is already gathering the surrounding mana?

Even if this being is not cultivating yet, he is attracting enough mana that would otherwise keep the entire village alive, and that too for multiple days at the bare minimum!"

Hearing this, Jason instinctively deactivated his sub-area's passive mana gathering process.

Afterward, he continued to listen to the discussion of the village's tribe chief and the other Mewi that were huddled around him.

Unfortunately, deactivating turned to be of no use, and even after halting his passive mana gathering, the tribe chief couldn't help but be firm on his opinion of ridding the village of Jason.

"But Sir!! He is not absorbing mana anymore…and I feel like he might be able to help us. Even if we drive him away, who knows if he will really leave the valley, or if he hides somewhere to cultivate, draining us of the rest of our mana!

Furthermore, we have even bigger problems than the momentary mana scarcity, don't we?

If we attempt to kill the adventurer I brought in, he will definitely not remain idle and fight back, killing a dozen of us, at the bare minimum!

His cultivation might seem low, but the others can prove that his mana fluctuations are even stronger than mine!

Shouldn't we try to ask him to help us, instead of driving him away, or trying to kill him?"

Astonished about what he heard, Jason couldn't help but thank the Mewi inwardly.

Even without him actively doing anything, he had already received help from someone he didn't even know.

At that moment, a thought flashed through his mind.

'Is he a supporter sent by the Dungeon for me, providing the bare minimum amount of help?' He suddenly wondered while listening to the middle-aged Mewi, who was in favor of letting him stay inside the small village of a few hundred Mewi.

His reasons were feasible, and there was nothing the others could say. At least if they wanted to be reasonable, which didn't seem to be the case.

In the end, Jason couldn't help but sigh listening to the discussion that looked like it would go on for quite some time.

As such, he wondered what else he could do inside the hut, except eavesdropping.

There was not much, considering that he didn't want to offend anyone right now.

It was frustrating, but at the same time, Jason couldn't complain because there was, at least, one Mewi supporting him.

This was more than he could have hoped for, and the middle-aged Mewi's words were not less interesting than the information Jason procured by himself.

'First of all, the mana scarcity seems to be a temporary issue, and not something that has been bothering them for the entire time. That's good to know, but in that case, why are they not trying to change the situation by themselves?

If the change happened just a few years, or even decades ago, it should be possible to return to the old situation. So…my first task should be figuring out what exactly had changed to create a mana scarcity, or should I first try to figure out what the other problems are?

The Mewi said that the mana scarcity is just one of many problems that are possibly even more threatening to their livelihood…'

Trying to make sense of everything, he spent some time mulling over the things he had learned so far, and Jason was relatively sure that he understood everything properly.

Despite that, the discussion was still in process, which made Jason take out Byakur to practice martial arts without consuming a single trace of mana.

At the same time, Spyro was controlling and listening to the information provided by the Spiral Spirit subsidiary bodies. However, it was not really interesting and Jason couldn't help but feel that the tribe chief was doing whatever he pleased.

In the end, it looked as if he had called every single villager for the meeting, cramming everyone into his house that barely fit all of them.

This was simply madness, because it was not something a tribe chief had to do in order to achieve what he wanted.

Nevertheless, he did so in order to feel more powerful…or so Jason assumed.

He didn't feel like his life was on the line because he was confident of fleeing from the village, if their final decision would be to really kill him.

That was not something Jason hoped for, but in the worst-case scenario, he wouldn't be able to avoid being pursued for some time if they really were to decide to kill him.

But that was not something he was concerned about right now.

Rather, just as he was practicing his martial arts, Spyro transferred him a weird mix of voices that caused him to stiffen the moment he heard it.

Barely a fraction of a second later, Jason ignored the fact that he was supposed to stay inside the hut.

While telling Spyro to retract the small subsidiary bodies, he replaced the Spiral Spirit with Artemis, who entered his mana core without a second of hesitation.

Just a moment later, Jason was already exerting the Floating Sky movement technique while circulating a tremendous amount of mana through his body, increasing his speed further.

This attracted the attention of the Mewi that were either in their homes, or all around the tribe chief's house.

"See! I said we should kill him. He is too impatient and will now act against us!! His mana consumption alone will change our situation tremendously!"

It was the tribe chief, who said this, just to order everyone to rush to pursue Jason.

Meanwhile, Jason couldn't care about the consequences of his action because his life was more important to him.

With the strength of someone that was about to solidify their dome crystal, Jason left the village in the blink of an eye, only to appear right in front of the forest.

Spyro had informed him about the beasts that were roaming around the village based on the sounds it could hear.

This wouldn't have been enough to make Jason act, but there was something else that made him instinctively act.

Right in the center of a bunch of Jaguars at the Prismar stage, he spotted a Mewi, whose appearance was that of a young girl less than 10 years old.

She was quivering, and instead of hesitating, Jason simply picked up the girl the moment he reached her, barely preventing her from being torn apart by the Bullhorn Jaguar that had pounced at her.

Because of the fear the little Mewi felt, she didn't even notice anything odd about Jason, and she was simply glad that someone had rescued her as she began to sob clutching Jason's shirt.

This didn't really help Jason in defeating the remaining Bullhorn Jaguars because they were not holding back in their advances.

Rather, Jason felt severely restricted with a shivering girl in one of his arms, while wielding Byakur with another.

Yet, without any hesitation, he decimated the group of Jaguars, slicing them apart as well as using his ice affinity without restraint.

Simultaneously, he protected the girl by shielding her with one of his wings.

Unfortunately, the moment he defeated the Bullhorn Jaguars, Jason retracted his wings as he could hear a multitude of footsteps from behind him.

"Let go of that girl, immediately!! What are you scheming…you fiend?!" Jason could only hear, knowing who said this as he turned around with a deep sigh.

'What the hell is wrong with this idiot?!'

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