Chapter 5: 44- The last Holy Patron Beast, Janahayama

「...... Ha~i, adjustment complete~~~!"

By a beautiful spring full of Celehu Hana flowers.

The haze that covered my head dispersed, and I heard "words" for the first time.

There was strange tension in the air.

"Yoohoo little white snake cha~n, are you in a good mood?

"My name is Willow, the Water God, the flowing and purifying see-through god nice to meet you!"

The existence floating at the end of her eyes resembled a human woman in silhouette alone.
However, its body. . . was composed of water, her hair undulated and reached her waist.
She was basically just water floating in the air with a humanoid form.

"Alright, phew! This is a rare transcendent experience! You're lucky, you know~?"

I listened earnestly to the words of the water god who spun around and spoke happily, flicking my tongue.

"First of all, you are the new Patron Beast of the whole area around here, congratulations!... This area is called Zahanu in the human language."

The water god clapped her hands, but I shook my head.
What's a Holy Patron Beast?

"Oops, I'm sorry, I'm confused even if you suddenly say that~? Well, there are many kinds, Ked, protect the land! Like a land god!? In your case, you've become that kind of patron saint!"

Defend the land? Myself as such a small white snake?
The white snake still tilted its head.
He is a weak creature who has struggled to hunt a single small insect.
Every day he struggled desperately to survive, but it still didn't work, and his body remained small.

Will I play such a major role?

The White Snake genuinely wondered.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay~~! You have wisdom and some power at the same time!"

The water god read my thoughts and explained more while she danced.

"Your task as a Holy Patron Beast, well, since I appointed you, your job will be "flood control", and the technique you need has already been engraved on your body!"

That was it?

"Oh yes! You're lucky for your wisdom and strength! Atashi guys, building such a win-win relationship has succeeded!"

Then... Is it okay?

You're a mon who seems to have become a genus of Atashi, so near this spring... I mean, if you're in a place with water, you won't get hungry and you'll gradually get stronger! Super yoyu~!"

But if you are attacked by a strong monster or human...

"Mo! If so, I'll take down the oracle to the humans in my name! "This is a holy place, and there is a guardian holy beast, so take good care of it!" As for the monsters, there is no Abunai who can do anything about you now, so it's okay!"

The water god spoke happily, but his body gradually began to drip to the ground as drops from the tips of his toes.

"Oh!?Yabba, I'm already at the limit of my activity~~? Oh, it's time to say goodbye, White Snake! Finally, I won't be able to be call you "White Snake-chan" forever, right? I'm going to give you a name now! I'll only say it once, are you listening?"

So, the water god took a deep breath and exhaled.

The chatty atmosphere is blown away somewhere, and the area is enveloped in tension.

"Your name is...'Patron Holy Beast Janayahama'."

When he said so solemnly, the body of the water god returned to just water, fell down with a bang, and soaked into the ground.

This was the moment of the birth of the White Snake Kai Janayahama, the first and last encounter between the patron holy beast Janayahama and the water god Willow.

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100 years have passed since then.

Janayahama did not move from the spring where he had become the patron holy beast, and remained still, anyway.

It's bad to die from doing something bad and not being able to fulfill the role given to you by the water god.

...... Of course, I had that feeling as well.

However, the main reason why he didn't make any noticeable moves was because, as the water god said, if you are in a place with water, you will not go hungry at all.

Water that absorbs the magic of the earth and springs up.

The magic contained in the water was taken in by Janayahama, which would allow him to live.

Anyway, you can live without doing anything.

Then he didn't feel the slightest need to hunt in fear.

By then, his body, which had once been thinner and smaller than the twigs that had fallen around, had grown as thick and large as a log.

It was around that time that he first met a human after becoming a patron saint.

A hunter has wandered into his abode.

When the man saw the beautiful, sacred, and large and magnificent figure of Janayahama, he immediately understood that it was the guardian holy beast that the old man of the village spoke of, which was once the oracle of the water god, and threw himself on the ground, rubbed his head against the dirt, and prostrated.

Seeing the man who once chased him to kill him exposing his indescribable goofiness, Janayahama felt his self-esteem satisfied.

The man immediately returned to the village and told the villagers the story of the guardian holy beast he saw in the mountains of Zahanu.

The religious villagers immediately prepared an offering, which was offered to Jhanayahama.

It was completely unnecessary for Janayahama, who could survive with water, but he gave it to him, so he left it behind.

Among the offerings were crops from the fields, meat from monsters hunted in the mountains, and human daughters who were sacrificed.

He didn't really understand the idea of a man offering his kindred, but he didn't hesitate to eat what he could.

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Such interactions with people continued for another 100 years.

Janayahama's body was already as huge as any other large tree, and no creature was afraid of him and approached his territory.
By that time, he was able to create fog and make his territory more comfortable for him.
This increased his mystique and increased the faith of the humans, including a majestic altar and a cobblestone path for worship.

His pleasure is the offerings made by humans once every few decades.

No, more to the point, he was looking forward to the sacrifices that would be offered among the many offerings.

Sacrifice was the best pastime that enriched his less stimulating daily life.

Man, unlike those beasts, reacts in a variety of ways to amuse him.

Some cry in despair, some go rage and rage, some give up everything and just remain silent...

And no matter how they react, the humans who were sacrificed end their lives being swallowed up by the Janayahama.

A sense of superiority that allows oneself to free the lives of others through overwhelming power.

It was enough to fill his heart, which had become arrogant with the passage of time.

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I want more sacrifices...

However, he had been given enough wisdom by the water god to understand that this would not happen.

If he sacrifices in such large quantities, it will not be possible to maintain the group of people who believe in him.

Therefore, sacrifices are made only once every few decades.

It's not enough, but if you persevere, you will be even more excited when the time comes.

He thus convinced himself, and slumbered on the altar, waiting patiently for the next sacrifice to be delivered.

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What awakened him from his slumber was the murderous intent towards him that leaked out slightly.

Immediately, he raises his sickle head and sees the Lord of Murderous Intent.

It was a dark-haired, dark-eyed girl dressed in a dingy manner.

Janayahama involuntarily flicked the girl who had descended from above with his tail.

...... I regretted that I had done it.

In that case, the girl is not safe.

It may seem different from a sacrifice, but it is a precious human who came to his territory.

I wish I had more fun...

But to my delight, the girl whose body was struck by the big tree was not dead.

Were humans really that tough?

I hit it with such force, I thought that it would explode and become a messy lump of meat. . .

That was the thought that popped up.
But he paid little heed to it.

Anyway, the girl survived, so that's good.
Time to enjoy more carefully.

He moved towards the girl.

The girl threw pebbles to resist, but it was all in vain.
Janayahama dodged everything and got even closer to the girl.
Be frightened and despair. Satisfy my heart, entertain me.

However.

The girl's expression reflected in Janayahama's red eyes. . . There was no fear, no sadness, no anger, no despair, no resignation.

Nothing.

Why was she expressionless?

However, what does dwells in her eyes was a burning attachment to life. A fierce fighting spirit that almost frightened Janayahama.
He became the Holy Patron Beast and unknowingly lost the flame a long time ago.

. . . I am big and strong.
This girl is small, weak.

That's how it should be.

Yet.

Why doesn't this girl try to avoid it?
Don't you want to escape or not?
Are you waiting for yourself to die?

Considering the girl's past behavior so far, she could have jumped and escaped.

Yet.

This girl didn't even run away.
Throwing gravel that can't be hit in vain...

In vain?

Was it not in vain?

As if.

Like, me.

No way, this girl.

Make yourself a decoy.

With gravel, guide your way.

...... Have you lured yourself this far?

Janayahama was a mighty Patron Beast.

However, their strength was not something they won by fighting for themselves.

Sacrifices are made once every few decades.
Swallow the stray beast easily.
That's all I've ever done.

After all, he wasn't good at fighting.

Therefore, he jumped in, not even noticing the girl's trap.
By the time he sensed the danger, it was too late.
There was no way to stop his body from jumping towards the girl.

A space that should be empty.

Reaching the girl, about 1 meter in front.

The girl's [Magic Slash] that was installed there broke his head in two.

Dead.

. . . Just before his death, the moment he realized his death, Janayahama remembered the 200 years he had lived.

This is what is called a "running horse light," he understood, referring to the knowledge he was given.

A pure spring that gushes out.

Celehu Hana flowers blooming profusely.
An occasional sacrifice.

That's it.

That was all that made up his 200 years of memories.
It was a life too bland.
I didn't do anything.

The only person who has spent 200 years in vain was himself.
 A furious regret struck before his mind was split in two, and his thoughts dissolved into darkness.

It was the last of the Holy Patron Beast Janayahama.

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