My Power Of Math Fantasies
7.10 Passing through the swamp

...~Another POV~...

A hand stretched out, pulling the other hand. Keep changing, right down to the last hand. Hands so small and fair skinned that's the turn. When holding each other, that sizable palm felt the softness from the palm of his opponent's hand. He even became hesitant to pull it, just in case the hand would feel pain.

"Why?" ask Raisa. The right hand is stretched out upward, waiting for its turn to rise to high ground. Long wait, the hand that had been grasped was pressed firmly. "Resha, do you like to play games with me? Quickly pull Raisa!?"

"Ah, sorry." said Resha who then pulled Raisa.

Long thin stem, white color with sparse branched branches. The trees around them are mostly like that. Some were large and branched out great, but it was only one to two seen during their time on the journey.

"Now we use this to cross it" said Resha. The roots of the tree were large enough to grasp making them sure of how powerful the roots were to support the body.

But not for Raisa. He who walks behind looks bent holding his knee. "Ah, Raisa is not strong. Better put this Raisa in the inventory."

Sweat pours out on his reddened round face. Breathing out loud, hands and shoulders are moved backwards, so that the basket placed on the back out lightens the load.

"Xixixi, let me take her, please" Alex said. The slim-faced and skinny man. His black hair was split in half, long, until tied back revealing its dangling shape like a ponytail.

He took a basket of mushrooms and leaves belonging to Raisa. It contained nothing much, even Alex did not feel the weight of the basket when he wore the tub using an empty bag.

"Thank you" said Raisa. He was silent, looking sculpted, but his fingers were playing in the empty air. A person with distinctive wavy hair to the right side covering one of his eyes also fell silent, fixated on what Raisa was doing.

Alex watched Light. He secretly wanted to tempt his friends. "Bro!" exclaim Alex. Light flatly changed the view to Alex. He saw his friend raise both eyebrows. "Iri said yes?" Alex held tightly to the basket strap, revealing his thumb.

"Huh?" response Light. His mouth was round. He shook his head with his eyes closed. Light in his heart was at a loss to respond to Alex's attitude. He is not as confident as Alex. And again, he was just curious about what Raisa was doing. It has nothing to do with envy.

"Woa?!" alex exclaimed, watching Raisa pull out a backpack that was larger than her body.

"Xixixi, you can't carry a basket but instead pull out a backpack larger than your basket. Right here! Let me carry all your burdens." Alex puffed out his chest, and he proudly pointed at himself using a thumb.

"No, this backpack is lighter than that basket." Raisa rejects Alex's offer. That backpack is a precious thing for Raisa. Only he can wear that backpack.

"Hey, what are you doing? Come here!" While tugging at— making sure to burn the hanging tree, Resha called her entourage to prepare to cross the mud that resembled the ground.

"That's real suction mud?" Alex wondered. For the first time he entered the forest that was very minimal plundered by humans. Basically he was also surprised, their journey that was getting deeper continued to increase the height of the plains.

There is no good road, the trunk falls old trees that block, the ground goes up and down like a wave, not infrequently the activity of hanging monkeys they must do to shorten the journey on the plains that block.

"Yes, let's go through first. Who wants to be first." Nobody said anything. But they clearly pointed with hopeful gazes. Who else if not the akak, Resha herself.

"Help. Though I really appreciate you if you want to be first here ...." Resha did not give up on seducing them, intonation sad speech, head down pondered.

But, unfortunately, their response was still the same. Even Alex, this self-confident narcissist, refrained from carrying a basket. However, Alex is still thinking about the cause and effect of the actions he will take.

"Hey!" raisa does not accept being said to be a loser.

"What! So you can't take being said loser. Then please try it first." Resha reflex said smoothly, her tone becoming unconvincing.

"Yes?! After all my level here is the lowest, and you are the highest.

So naturally, stronger people set an example, let alone have the title as the akak. It's not that suspicious. From earlier—"

"Aah, yes yes. I'm the first." lazy Resha listen to the rationale of Raisa. With a lazy breath, he jumped.

Brrrzzttt, the root stretched from above and then became strong. Dan—

Wush

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The wind was blowing strongly following its flow. The background is shifted towards the moving clouds and will be dark. The three figures surrounding the central western forest seemed to dispel the tense atmosphere.

"From the beginning of this forest is no longer maintained. The authentic creature here is too wild, and also does not match the level of the surrounding area. Even fifty years ago, when war broke out, no one occupied it. This place was too safe in the past. So the breeding was so good that I got goosebumps."

"Ah, grandfather don't make people afraid" said Ryan. With his large and filled body, he carried the grandfather and walked hard thanks to Petrick topping his clothes in fear.

"Come on Petrick, don't get too attached to dong. What if there will be a momon who suddenly attacks, we can immediately die. I can't move." Ryan stopped his way. Petrick, instead of letting go of his finger, hugged Ryan's leg.

What a messed up combination. Ryan couldn't stand his patience. "Release! Release release release release ...." Ryan swung around, but Petrick was still holding on to the swing.

"Tidaaaaak, I don't want to die here!"

"Yes take off my pintaaar feet."

"Tidaaak, you can't walk."

Anxious Ryan thrashed his legs, but he could not bear to beat Petrick into the trunk of a tree. If he was a nobody, maybe from now on Ryan ignored the coward.

Long after, Grandpa jumped down from Ryan's back." I just walk," he said. He could not accept Ryan's anxiety that made his head dizzy. And in the end Ryan was a little free, while dragging his right leg held by Petrick.

Tuk, grandfather stuck his golden scepter heirloom into the ground a few inches. Soon the rumbling of the ground sounded great and then lifted up with a bang that was equivalent to a large figure two meters high.

Eyes raised sharply, eyebrows furrowed, until the veins on grandfather's forehead appeared prominent. "Prepare yourself."