Chapter 52: Small Ground Spirit Cub

Time passed bit by bit, and the moonlight gradually dimmed. This was the darkness before dawn, and also the time when humans slept the most soundly.

Just when Wayne thought he would return empty-handed tonight.

Whether it was the effect of his luck attribute, his keen vision suddenly saw a palm that looked like a child's hand stretch out of the wellhead and grab the edge of the wellhead.

Wayne's eyes narrowed. He guessed correctly; the monster really came out from the wellhead.

However, he didn't act rashly but hid quietly in the dark, wanting to take this opportunity to see what this monster wanted to do.

After more than ten seconds, a metal watering can was thrown out from the wellhead by someone, and then a little thing with blue-purple skin, a wreath on its head, and a pair of watery big eyes crawled out of the well.

Wayne looked closely, and sure enough, he hadn't guessed wrong. The source of this matter was really a small ground spirit, and it was a quite young small ground spirit.

This discovery made Wayne breathe a sigh of relief. Compared with those wraiths or other monsters, small ground spirits were definitely kind, gentle, and peace-loving intelligent creatures.

This was a kind of creature that was shy, smart, hardworking, and liked to take care of other flowers, plants, or small animals near their habitat, and was also called a guardian spirit by many scholars.

They were similar to human children in behavior and appearance, and also liked to play pranks like children.

When treated kindly, they would secretly help local people do some things within their power.

And when treated roughly, they would feel offended and would use pranks and magic tricks to tease the local people.

But this kind of creature didn't like a lively environment. When a village gradually became populous, prosperous, and forgot its traditions, they would quietly leave the village and migrate to more remote caves or unknown places.

Recalling the knowledge about small ground spirits recorded in these books, Wayne quietly peeked at the little guy's actions from the second-floor window.

This should be a female young small ground spirit, with blue-purple skin, wearing a wet, unknown animal skin coat. To humans, she looked ugly, but her temperament was quite gentle, and she had a kind of ugly-cute feeling.

After she climbed up the well, she looked around at a loss. Seeing that no one found her, she carefully picked up the metal watering can she threw out, looked at the well, and muttered a spell of unknown origin.

That metal watering can floated slowly in the air under the power of magic, then descended into the well, and flew out again, filled with clear water.

This scene surprised Wayne a little. Although small ground spirits, as intelligent creatures, also had some special quasi-magic abilities, it was quite rare for such a young body to be able to use magic proficiently.

After finishing the water with magic, the small ground spirit seemed quite happy. She lifted the metal watering can with some difficulty, then swayed around the house, and slowly came from the back yard to the garden in the front yard.

While humming strange ballads, she watered the flowers and plants in the garden, and also picked up the small shovel in the garden to help those flowers and plants loosen the soil and fertilize, just like a hardworking little gardener.

Seeing this scene, Wayne suddenly realized.

No wonder, after the owner here left, the flowers and plants in the garden could still grow so lushly. It turned out that someone was secretly taking care of them at night.

Although she was only half a meter tall by visual estimation and her body was thin and small, and she worked quite hard, Wayne could see that this little guy seemed to enjoy it.

After about an hour, the small ground spirit ran back and forth between the well and the front yard four or five times, and it wasn't until the sun was about to rise that she finished all the work.

Then, the little guy wiped the sweat from her forehead and put the tools she used back in their original places, as if she was preparing to return.

Watching the little guy holding the metal watering can, looking back every three steps, and walking towards the wellhead reluctantly, Wayne couldn't help but show a smile at the corner of his mouth.

He climbed down from the second floor silently, hid at the corner outside the house, and didn't cough until the little guy walked past him, and said:

"Hey! What's your name, little guy?"

Wayne's voice obviously startled the small ground spirit.

The little guy shivered when she heard this, couldn't help but retreat two or three steps, and the metal watering can in her hand also fell to the ground. Her watery big eyes looked at Wayne with some horror, and her whole body was trembling.

Seeing this, Wayne also took a step back and raised his hands to signal that he had no intention of hurting her.

But this small ground spirit cub seemed to be very afraid of humans. Even though Wayne appeared harmless, she was quite afraid.

He saw her pick up a colorful little conch hanging on her chest with her small hand and blow it gently. In Wayne's surprised gaze, the little guy's body gradually became transparent and finally disappeared directly in front of his eyes.

If she were facing an ordinary person, perhaps they would panic and think the small ground spirit had disappeared directly.

But the trembling medallion on Wayne's chest and his keen senses told him that the little guy in front of him had probably just used some kind of illusion to hide her figure, and her body was still in front of him.

The most obvious evidence was the small footprints left by the little guy on the grass in the back yard when she moved.

Wayne chuckled, looked at the position where those footprints moved, and said kindly:

"Don't worry, little guy, I am a Witcher, but I have no malice. I just came here to have a chat with you."

It seemed that the word Witcher caught the little guy's attention. She stopped moving, and there was silence in the air for about ten seconds.

A childish voice came from the air.

"Witcher? Is it that kind of person who takes killing evil monsters as a profession? I have seen these stories in books."

Wayne thought about it and didn't affirm this statement but explained:

"Yes, but a person's profession cannot change his good or evil. Even if it is a Witcher, there are bad people, and some Witchers will also kill innocent people indiscriminately, not just killing evil monsters."

The little guy's voice was silent for a few seconds again, and then she asked:

"You said you wanted to have a chat, Witcher, what do you want to chat about?"

This little guy seemed quite smart, even smarter than human girls of the same age. Wayne also became interested and said:

"I received news that the owner of this house is always subjected to various pranks, has nightmares every night, and has been injured because of this."

"This is a human house, why do you want to do this, why do you want to drive them away?"

Hearing Wayne's words, the little guy immediately denied and said:

"No, it's not me who did it, it's my brother Fitz who did it. He thinks these humans disturbed the goddess's altar and must drive them away, otherwise, it is disrespectful to the goddess."

"My father stopped him, but my brother is too stubborn and doesn't listen to my father's advice at all."

"Those humans were driven away by him secretly."

Wayne was stunned when he heard this. It seemed that he had guessed wrong. The source of this matter was not just a small ground spirit, but a family of small ground spirits, and even involved a goddess.

"Which goddess is it? Little guy."

"Is the goddess's altar nearby?"

The small ground spirit seemed quite simple. She considered it for a few seconds and still didn't hide it and said:

"It is the Lady of the Lake. The altar that our family has worshipped for generations is in the cave under this house."

"You humans build big houses on top, make all kinds of noise every day, and drive away the surrounding creatures, which has already affected the goddess's peace."

"That's why my brother is so angry and wants to drive away the people in this house."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 53 =====