Yarra’s Adventure Notes
Chapter 787 - 52: Catherine’s Pendant

Chapter 787: Chapter 52: Catherine’s Pendant

"So, you took my collection just to save her?" Jack slid back underground, curiously listening to Pannis’s brief explanation with his nine heads. He then crowded forward, surrounding Vivian with a probing gaze from all angles. Making her distinctly uncomfortable, he finally stuck out all nine tongues and gave the mage girl a forceful lick, shaking his head as he declared, "She doesn’t taste good at all, boring. But, since it’s for saving someone..."

"So we’re good here?" Pannis asked expectantly, "Then you should go back to the Southern Marshes."

"How could we be good?" Jack the hydra shouted, bringing all nine heads close to Pannis’s face. "You’re saving humans, not hydras. What does this have to do with me, you jerk? At least give me something satisfactory in exchange, or I’ll eat you."

"Stop it, lower your voice," Pannis casually swatted at Jack’s heads. "And since when did you start licking people for no reason? This habit shouldn’t belong to hydras. In the world outside the marsh, only dogs do that."

"Oh, all right." Though enormous, the hydra now resembled a small dog, laying his neck on the ground and speaking in a hushed tone, "So when will you compensate me with something?"

"Don’t rush, don’t rush," Pannis murmured in distress, rubbing his forehead. "Let me think what I can exchange with you. Honestly, I wasn’t aware of this, and even if I wanted to swap, I haven’t brought anything you’d like. Ah, this rock here on the ground is quite nice. How about I give it to you as an exchange item? You’d surely love it."

"Keep that up and I really will eat you," Jack the hydra spat contemptuously at Pannis, humanely turning all nine heads in different directions and huffing, "Anyway, if you don’t bring out an exchange item I’m satisfied with, I’m just going to stay here until I scare the tribe of Alcmene. Then I’ll blame it all on you."

"Ah, you’ve become such a pain now," Pannis said with a sigh of resignation. "Who did you learn these habits from, anyway? You’ve even learned to be cheeky, worse than you were back then. Let me think, let me think what I can trade with you."

"Obviously, Alcmene taught me," Jack huffed a few times, laying his nine heads on the ground, squinting as he said, "Hurry up and think. If you really can’t come up with anything, just return my treasure. You’ve already used it up anyway, and this female human has recovered. Giving it back to me shouldn’t be a problem, right?"

"That won’t do, this thing comes as a set. If I return the Dodecahedron to you, then the rest is useless," Pannis shook his head and explained. "Besides, this object is tied up in too many issues. Returning it to you might not be such a good thing either; what if someone else comes to the marsh asking for it? If you don’t give it to them, they might beat you up again."

"What does she like after all?" Catherine was helping Vivian deal with her clothes, soaked by Jack’s licking, when she leaned over and whispered to Pannis, "Something valuable, or some other valuable items?"

"She certainly doesn’t understand worthless things," Pannis shook his head, "If her tastes haven’t changed over the years, she probably still likes those shiny objects that are fairly regular and symmetrical, and that look uncommon. She just uses them for her collection, to play with when she’s bored. If you actually gave her a pile of gold coins, she probably wouldn’t want them."

"Yeah, that’s right," Jack had a talent for mischief, and was trying hard to stack his nine heads one on top of the other. The head on top, lazily spoken, "I love intriguing items the most, do you guys have any?"

"Do you want a little puppet that can walk on its own?" Freya patted her waist, and immediately several parts fell out of her clothes, formed into a humanoid metal puppet in mid-air, and began to move around on its own as soon as it landed. It hadn’t gone far when it stumbled because the ground was uneven, but the little puppet quickly got up, humanely dusted itself off, and continued walking.

Unfortunately, Jack only glanced at it twice, then turned his head away uninterested, continuing to stack his own heads, and said in a muffled voice, "This one is too ugly, not fun at all. What’s so strange about walking on its own? I can walk on my own too."

"Er, so can I," Freya was stunned for a moment before sighing, "I still have many goblin metal parts here, oh, they’re made of the same type of metal as your collections, left to me by my teacher as props. Why don’t you see if there’s anything you like? If you like something, just take it."

"Oh? Let me see," Jack immediately showed interest, and the head at the bottom suddenly straightened up, flipping the neatly stacked tower of heads. The other eight heads fell awkwardly to the ground. However, such an impact wasn’t painful for hydras, and the other eight heads promptly lay back down on the ground, squinting their eyes, pretending to sleep. The middle head among them stretched forward to the pile of parts set out by Freya, using its lizard-like protruding nose and mouth to fiddle with these silver parts. Despite the very dim light, the parts still emitted a faint silver glow. These parts were not very valuable, but collecting various different-sized parts was not a simple matter. For a mechanic, the more different-sized goblin metal parts available, the more types of machinery that could be built, and potentially the more powerful those machines could be. Losing a crucial part could mean that a certain key mechanism could not be built, thus, it was no easy feat for Freya to offer these parts for the hydra to pick and choose from.

Unfortunately, Jack was very picky; he looked over hundreds of parts but couldn’t find anything satisfactory, muttering, "This one is not round enough and has too many edges, no. How come this one has a depression on one side? It was a nice square until it got ruined by this dent, no. Ah, this triangle is very symmetrical, but why is it darker than the others? No. And this one, is it pretending to be a triangle? It’s clearly just a quadrilateral, no. Hey, do you have any more? I don’t like these."

"Heh, heh, no more," Freya didn’t know whether to cry or laugh, and, quite helplessly, shook her head, "The others are just duplicates of these in terms of specifications, it seems I’m out of options."

"Forget it, I’ll just give this to you." While the hydra was picking through Freya’s parts, Catherine bit her lip in hesitation for a long time, finally stretching out her hand to take a pendant from around her neck and offered it to the hydra, "You should like this one, it’s completely up to your standards." (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to qidian.com to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly passes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)