Chapter 94 - Who’s The Queen?
Saliva?!
Angor sensed something sweet in his own mouth. Then he recalled drinking drops of water that landed on his lips… It actually tasted good and refreshing.
But it was still something’s spit!
Angor felt nauseated and quickly sat up. He vomited toward his side. Strangely though, even though he wanted to throw up badly, nothing came out.
He began to think about what happened earlier. That dying pain was terrible. And what was that wall?! Thank goodness some vines dragged him away. Another second and he might have died for sure. Also, Angor believed he saw the flower floating in front of him before he fainted.
Was he saved by the flower?
If so, was he being impolite by vomiting in front of it? In his dream, he asked for “water” and the “water drops” came to him.
“Like.” Joyful emotion.
The surety of the answer comforted Angor further. The mouth flowers were not hostile to him after all.
“Why do you like me?” Angor asked another embarrassing question.
This time, the mouth flower stopped for quite a while.
“Smell. Majesty… the smell.”
The emotion carried some respect as well as admiration.
Majesty smell? Don’t tell me I’m actually one of those overpowered novel heroes?
Angor looked at the flower agape. Maybe he had a talent that was really strong?
However, the next answer caused Angor to doubt his ears. The mouth flower spoke without being asked this time.
“Like! Queen’s smell!”
Angor froze.
Que—queen?!
Whatever did that mean?
“Who’s the queen?” He asked.
The mouth flower swayed around, dropping saliva here and there and caused the whole place to smell sweet.
“The queen, is majesty.” Respect.
“What’s the name of the queen?” asked Angor. He really wanted to know why he smelled like a queen.
“The queen is majesty?” A questioning and puzzling emotion.
Angor asked several times without getting any clear answer. The flower felt like a child at the age of one or two, so he could not really expect much.
Angor tried one last time, “Where is the queen?”
“The place, of majesty,” Another respectful emotion.
Oh well, this is no use. Angor gave up.
He did not really have the time to stay with the mouth flower either. He did not know how long he slept. The mouth flower probably did not know the concept of time.
The most important task was to find Sunders. That was the only way for him to get back to the wizarding world.
Speaking of the wizarding world, Angor remembered one half of the Twisting Protozoa given by Sunders before they came here. This thing was a “passport” for him to escape. He quickly searched himself and found the corpse of the worm in his inner pocket.
Angor put away the worm carefully and decided to move on.