Chapter 34: 033 Mighty and Domineering Fireball Skill_1

Translator: 549690339

Under a large area of shade, an ogre was skillfully flipping the meat in front of him.

His techniques were surprisingly good, making it hard to believe that he was a stupid ogre unless you saw it for yourself.

Any nearby creatures had already been captured by the raiding Thorn Legion, and the meat being roasted on the tree trunk was the head and neck of a multi-headed Serpent Lizard.

“Little Fatty, don’t let it burn!”

A crisp, pleasant voice rang through the air like a summer wind-chime, but at the sound of this voice, the ogre’s body stiffened, and he wore a scared expression on his face.

But he dared not stop his hands from working. Time and time again, he was reminded that the owner of the voice was even more terrifying than a demon.

Sofia was leaning against a large tree, nibbling on wild fruit. As Otto had worried, she didn’t stay obediently in the Lizardman village.

As soon as Otto left, she found an opportunity to sneak out.

Scar might be considered a relatively smart fellow among the Lizardmen, but compared to Sofia, there wasn’t much difference between him and the ogres.

She just made an excuse to go out for a bit, not allowing anyone to follow her, and then rode on Mega Fatty with Little Fatty to successfully run away.

Staying in the Lizardman village for so many days had driven her mad; she even boredly came up with names for her two ogres.

The one always responsible for chores, and who was currently roasting the meat, was now called Little Fatty.

And the ogre that served as Sofia’s mount was bigger, so he was named Mega Fatty.

Although ogres don’t speak the common language fluently, they can understand everything.

After they learned that Sofia had given them names, they were thrilled for a long time before having a fight with each other.

Like most monsters, ogres usually don’t have names, so that’s why they were so excited after being given one.

The reason for the fight was they were arguing over the name Mega Fatty, as it seemed to sound more powerful.

In the end, thanks to his larger size, the mount Ogre defeated the chore Ogre and claimed the more powerful and ferocious sounding name, Mega Fatty.

Of course, Sofia didn’t care about any of this; what difference did it make what these two idiots were called? But learning the reason for their fight did amuse her for a while.

As the thought crossed her mind, Sofia laughed again, but thinking about Otto leaving her behind made her pout.

So she decided to vent her frustration on Mega Fatty, who had been mumbling something nearby.

She took a bite of the sour and sweet wild fruit and casually threw one at the head of Mega Fatty, interrupting the ogre’s strange movements.

Mega Fatty, looking innocent, picked up the wild fruit and touched his itchy head, his face full of reluctance.

“No picky eating! Pay attention to a nutritious diet to grow strong and healthy!”

Sofia’s scolding left Mega Fatty grimacing, forcing him to toss the wild fruit into his mouth, swallowing it without chewing. He really hated the sour taste.

Come on, he’s an ogre! Have you ever heard of an ogre eating vegetables?

Mega Fatty suffered silently, but he didn’t say anything!

But the truth was he was afraid of getting hit by a Fireball skill, which, while not life-threatening, really hurt…

Thinking of the Fireball skill, Mega Fatty’s face showed a mix of fear and yearning.

It was rare to see such a rich expression on the face of a stupid ogre.

In his hand, he held a magic wand carved from a small tree trunk, a project that had taken him a great deal of effort to complete.

Of course, because the craftsmanship was so rough, Sofia hadn’t yet realized that it was actually a magic wand.Compared to a magic wand, this looks more like a fire stick…

In fact, their functions are almost the same. The materials needed to create a magic wand are special magical wood, not some random piece of junk wood.

So, the functionality of this so-called magic wand is mostly just poking beehives and prodding fire pits.

Nevertheless, this doesn’t dampen Mega Fatty’s enthusiasm for it. While Little Fatty’s food is not yet ready, he raises the magic wand up high, imitating Sofia by whispering abstruse incantations.

A single incantation is broken up and recited discontinuously, taking quite some effort and time.

Yet what’s surprising is that this ogre, who can’t even speak the common language well, manages to recite the long-winded and roundabout Fireball skill incantation completely and accurately.

Of course, nothing happens, and in front of him is still just empty space with normal air.

Whether Sofia is practicing magic or learning new knowledge with Saru, Mega Fatty and Little Fatty are always close by, having become Sofia’s big fan group.

Unlike Little Fatty, who constantly thinks about eating and trying different ways to please Sofia,

Mega Fatty is very interested in these magical spells, especially the awe-inspiring Fireball skill.

Of course, that’s after Mega Fatty applies his unique filter on it. The Fireball skill is nothing more than a low-level spell, but that doesn’t hinder Mega Fatty’s love for it.

Even though he can’t speak the common language fluently, he has put in a lot of effort to memorize the Fireball incantation and understand the principles behind casting it.

One failure doesn’t dent Mega Fatty’s confidence; it’s not the first time this has happened.

He clears his throat and starts mumbling the roundabout incantation again. This time, he does it quite well, finishing all the convoluted incantations without any pause.

“Huff!”

A sudden burst of light appears in front of Mega Fatty, accompanied by scorching, burning heat.

It’s a basketball-sized fireball, something many human spellcasters cannot achieve.

With his mouth wide open, Mega Fatty stares blankly at the fireball in front of him. He can hardly believe that he has actually succeeded.

An ogre that can cast the Fireball skill?

If there’s a Nobel Prize among ogres, Mega Fatty would definitely get a piece of it!

The commotion he caused is not small; casting a spell beside Sofia is no different than lighting a firecracker.

The Half-Elf girl has extraordinary gifts in magic. After receiving Saru’s teachings, she became more sensitive to the magic elements in her surroundings. Naturally, she was the first to spot the fireball in front of Mega Fatty.

“Mega Fatty, you actually learned the Fireball skill!”

Surprised, she looks at her ogre mount and exclaims, while Mega Fatty is startled and shivers.

The fireball in front of him also disappears in response to the sound, turning into tiny red sparks floating in the air.

Mega Fatty turns his head in jerky movements, shaking slightly as he looks at Sofia.

The little girl’s accumulated prestige is quite terrifying; even after learning the Fireball skill, he still wouldn’t dare to harbour any thoughts of rebellion.

Little Fatty, who is grilling meat, is startled by Sofia’s sudden shout. He looks at Mega Fatty, then at Sofia, confused.

But with his intelligence, he can’t really understand what happened.

He didn’t see the fireball, so he quickly shifts his attention back to the meat in front of him.

Hmm, it smells good, it should be almost cooked…