God Agent: All Hail The Great Kobold

For most of the first hours of the journey, Ka’z remained distracted. The forest stretched endlessly around them, with towering trees blocking most of the sunlight and thick vegetation forcing the group to constantly adjust their path, but Ka’z barely paid attention to the scenery.

His thoughts kept returning to the cave entrance and, more specifically, to Za’r’s face when he left. He could still remember the worry in her eyes and the way she had tried to stop him. The memory left an unpleasant weight in his chest that he couldn’t simply ignore.

He knew he had handled the situation badly. The problem was that Ka’z had never been good at handling conflict.

Back on Earth, he had spent most of his life keeping everything inside. Whenever something hurt him, he withdraws and distanced himself rather than confronting the problem directly. It wasn’t a habit he was proud of, but it was deeply ingrained in him, and reincarnation had not magically erased years of behavior.

He had simply found himself surrounded by people he cared about before he had learned how to properly deal with caring about people.

"I’ll show her the cave when I get back... That way she’ll know where to find me if something goes wrong." Ka’z whispered to himself, already feeling slightly better at the thought.

Perhaps that would be enough for now. He could not undo what had happened, but he could at least make sure Za’r knew where he would be whenever he needed somewhere to disappear.

A tired sigh escaped his lips as he lifted his head, only to realize several pairs of eyes were watching him from the corners of their vision. The moment Ka’z noticed them, most of his squad immediately pretended to be interested in the forest ahead. One of them suddenly became very fascinated with adjusting his weapon, while another stared at the ground as though he had discovered something interesting beneath the leaves.

Ka’z narrowed his eyes.

The friction between him and the others had been witnessed by practically everyone that morning. Naturally, his squad was curious, but none of them seemed brave enough to directly ask their captain about a personal argument.

Huff!

Ka’z ignored them and reached behind himself to adjust the rope securing Ashin Grim against his back. The battle ax was wrapped tightly to his back but even so, its weight was immediately noticeable than he expected.

Ka’z frowned slightly as he shifted it into a more comfortable position. He still couldn’t understand how Grash had swung this thing around like it weighed nothing.

The weapon was enormous compared to his body, and even carrying it for several hours was beginning to make his shoulders ache. If he wanted to fight with it properly, he would probably have to use Blood Empowerment just to give himself the physical strength required to use it without slowing down.

"Kiki!"

Ka’z’s thoughts were interrupted by a familiar cry from his left.

West suddenly burst out of the bushes and leaped onto his shoulder before climbing up his back and onto his head. The little creature stood on its hind legs and began looking around from atop Ka’z’s skull as though it had been assigned the important duty of scouting their surroundings.

Ka’z rolled his eyes but didn’t bother removing it.

"Make yourself comfortable."

"Kiki."

West seemed perfectly satisfied.

Ka’z’s gaze moved ahead and settled on Mi’ya, who was leading the group while holding what appeared to be a thin wooden slab. A rough map had been carved across its surface, showing their general direction, rivers and a few recognizable landmarks.

It was crude, but it served its purpose.

The colony had no paper, no ink and certainly no proper maps, so they had to work with what they had. Ka’z found himself wondering how much easier exploration would become once they had access to proper tools and materials.

"Captain..." Drak finally gathered enough courage to approach him. "Is there a problem?"

The others immediately became more attentive.

Ka’z could practically feel them waiting for his answer.

"It’s not something you should bother yourself with." Ka’z responded without hesitation.

Drak nodded slowly.

"Understood."

The disappointment on everyone’s faces was obvious enough that Ka’z almost laughed. Apparently, they had been hoping their captain would suddenly pour his heart out to them.

Instead, Ka’z simply looked ahead.

"How long before we leave the southern region?"

Drak’s expression immediately brightened. At least Ka’z was willing to talk.

"If we maintain this pace, I believe three days should be enough." He answered quickly.

Ka’z nodded.

"Are there things we should worry about?"

Drak shook his head. "Not much. We would have encountered problems if we were traveling individually because of wild animals, but as a group, most creatures won’t dare approach us. Especially since we have a magic beast among us."

Ka’z glanced toward West. The little creature was still standing on his head, proudly surveying the forest.

Ka’z slowly nodded.

"Good. That’s all I wanted to know."

He returned his attention to the road ahead, and the group continued deeper into the forest.

___Meanwhile___

Far away from the eastern journey, Kurg sat on his knees inside one of the colony’s training chambers with his eyes tightly shut. His breathing was controlled, but visible strands of mana were being drawn from the aether crystals embedded in the surrounding walls. The energy moved toward him in thin streams before slowly entering his body.

Kong’gong sat roughly a meter away, watching him with a calm smile.

He could see Kurg’s brows twitching with concentration and the beads of sweat gradually appearing across his forehead. The young kobold was clearly struggling to maintain control over the mana, and the instability in his breathing made it obvious that his mind was not fully focused.

"It’s okay if you take the day off. Your heart is distracted, so it’s only natural you’re having problems." Kong’gong said gently.

Huff!

Kurg exhaled sharply.

The strands of mana immediately lost their shape and retreated toward the aether crystals embedded in the walls. Kurg’s body leaned forward from exhaustion, and he caught himself with both palms before his face could hit the ground. Sweat dripped from his chin as his chest rose and fell heavily.

"Is this really necessary?" Kurg asked between breaths.

Kong’gong chuckled.

"I need to get stronger so that I can help my friends, not learn how to absorb aether from my surroundings." Kurg complained, lifting his head with a frustrated expression.

Kong’gong laughed softly.

"Silly child. By forcefully pulling in and consistently refining aether into mana, not only are you refining your core much faster, meaning you will reach the Silver Core before any of your friends, you are also improving your mana control and output. Once your mastery of those two things rises enough, you will be able to perform tiered spells."

Kurg wiped the sweat from his forehead while listening.

"Not to mention that if you are able to absorb and refine the aether in your environment at will, you can quickly replenish your exhausted mana during combat. These foundations are what separate true experts from everyone else."

Kurg slowly raised his head. There was confusion written across his face.

"What’s a tiered spell?"

Kong’gong smiled.

He had been expecting that question.

"In human societies, you are not considered a proper magus until you are capable of casting a tiered spell. That’s because tiered magic is where the true power of magic begins to reveal itself."

Buzz!

A sand colored magic circle suddenly appeared beneath Kong’gong.

Kurg’s eyes widened as the circle began rotating. Runes slowly appeared around its circumference, followed by additional seals that connected to one another until the entire formation became a complex web of magical symbols.

Kurg instinctively shifted backward and Kong’gong calmly raised one hand.

"Tier One Magic: Earth Spike!"

Rumble!

The entire chamber shook.

Earth erupted from the ground in dozens of locations at once. Thick stone spikes burst upward with enough force to shake dust from the ceiling, rapidly filling the chamber. More erupted behind them, then beside them, until Kurg found himself surrounded by an enormous forest of stone.

He stared in disbelief. There had to be a hundred spikes.

They were not merely numerous. Each one was thick enough to dwarf the earth spikes he had seen Lan’ka and Tong’a create, and their lengths stretched several meters into the air. Within seconds, the entire room had become a maze of stone, with only the small space occupied by Kurg and Kong’gong left untouched.

Kurg’s mouth slowly fell open.

"Oh my God... there’s at least a hundred spikes here."

Kong’gong casually waved his hand.

The earth spikes immediately began sinking back into the ground. One after another, they disappeared until the chamber returned to normal, leaving only scattered dust as evidence of what had just happened.

Kurg remained frozen for several seconds and Kong’gong looked at him with an amused smile.

"Now, are you willing to listen to what I have to say?"

Kurg nodded immediately.

"Yes."

There was no hesitation this time.

Kong’gong chuckled.

"Good. Then let’s begin."

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