Warlock of Oceans: My Poseidon System

Chapter 44 Raid: Toxic Rat Lake (2)

They all looked at me with worried eyes, but upon hearing those last words, their expressions softened from their restless and tense faces and eventually just flat-out turned peaceful.

They closed their eyes and let the next few events unfold...

Fwip... Tuffff

We landed on soft sand after we squeezed through the quicksand-like dirt, and despite it being extremely soft, we at least didn't sink.

But, soon, we were greeted by disgusting purple rats with bloodshot eyes attempting to devour us.

"Everybody remember what I said!" I shouted, but just took a deep stance instead of going to actively kill these things.

This was more about the growth and learning of my siblings than anything else, so showing off my beautiful new rune should be saved for later.

"Now... normally, an assassin wouldn't tank," I muttered, grabbing a few daggers from out of the sac I had been carrying the entire time and then twirling them in between my fingers. "But, what can I do? You are all horrible as of now," I lightly smirked.

The trio felt a bit taunted, and a fiery determination lit behind those childish eyes of theirs, causing me to smile.

"Alright! They're coming!" I shouted as a wave of about fifty rats soon appeared, stumbling and running over each other, desperate for just a lick of our flesh.

They were starved, rabid, and desperate for just an ounce of meat that they could get their disease-ridden teeth on.

"Normally... you would also use a strategy such as bringing items, but there is no need for that as of now," I muttered, my eyes going cold as a trail of water seeped from the tips of my fingers and wrapped around the handles of each dagger.

My fingers felt so strong that climbing a literal flat wall seemed almost possible.

The piles of sand almost seem to gobble the blades up as a few splashes of my disintegrating shield of water wet them ever so slightly.

My fingers flexed, and a long trail of water began to seep from each and every individual nail, eventually tightening to form a web across the room that cut each and every present rat into small cubes of flesh.

The trio looked at me with dropped jaws and didn't move a muscle, fearful of accidentally cutting themselves on the threads that suddenly just appeared in the room.

"I was planning on showing this off later, but it seems the time has come much earlier than I had anticipated,"

"W-What was that?" Asger asked, running up to me and waving that long-ass spear around.

"Something pretty useful... I'll get you all some runes later, but for now, you must work on your body. You all are very weak... to the point that I doubt you all could take a few punches from a reinforced fist, so once we're out of here, I need you all to start eating more,"

To an outsider, this might've seemed like a strange thing to say, but I knew of these kids bad habits.

They all ate as little food as possible and saved the rest for later... though the thing is, they eventually never ate it as it rots before they could finish it.

Refrigerators aren't really a thing in our dorm rooms, so they just shove them underneath their beds.

But why did they develop such a habit? Well, I don't know for sure, but it must be because of their life in the orphanage.

Food was limited, and hoarding food for later wasn't uncommon despite how much Amelia groaned about how it stunk up the place.

Oh, and don't even get me started about the bugs.

"Alright? Did you get that? No need to start working out now, but just try to gain some weight. You all are deathly thin, even after how much food we get from the cafeteria... and don't tell me you're on a diet," I said as the trio in front of me all hung their jaws open.

It was obvious as to what their excuse was going to be.