Baby Lynx of the Tiger Family - Chapter 17

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The Baby Wildcat of the Tiger Clan
Chapter 17
At the sight of their comrade dying without a single finger lifted against him, the attackers faltered.
The strongest of the Tiger Beastkin.
The noble blood of the Frost Family, chosen by a Spirit Beast.
A Beastkin wielding overwhelming Authority.
The Hyena Beastkin had only heard the rumors, and facing her in person for the first time, they were completely crushed beneath the aura pouring off her.
“Scared?”
Sabrina tossed the attacker whose neck she had snapped aside like a rag and sneered at those who could not even draw a breath.
“I’d like to see the face of whoever sends scum like you out here.”
“If we take down all of them, won’t they show up then?”
At Jake’s words, Sabrina nodded with satisfaction.
“Good. Then all of you will have to die, won’t you?”
Even if that weren’t the case, I have not the slightest intention of letting you live.
The battle had begun.
The attackers’ target was not to assassinate the Kalif, but to kidnap Bariya.
That’s why, even at the cost of their own comrades, a few of them tried to get close to the carriage to seize Bariya.
“Where do you think you’re going? I already feel terrible about showing such a gruesome scene to a child who’s barely ten.”
The moment any of them drew near the carriage, Sirka was there, having appeared from who-knows-where, and clamped a hand around his skull.
“Aaaargh!”
An attacker whose skin had been torn open by Sirka’s sharp claws let out a shriek.
Sirka turned her back on the carriage, and Jake quietly shifted to block the view from the window where Bariya sat.
Crunch!
At the same moment, a chilling sound rang out, and another attacker dropped dead.
“Mister, I can’t see. Move aside a little.”
Bariya rapped on the window.
“Honestly, this looks like it’s rated for adults only. Wouldn’t it be better not to watch, Miss?”
Jake stepped aside, but only halfway.
Bariya knocked on the window even harder.
“They came to drag me away. If I don’t look, then who will?”
Above all, Bariya wanted to learn how to fight.
She was already tired of only running away.
“Then let’s promise that when we get back to the mansion, you’ll read me a storybook with a happy ending.”
Jake wiggled his pinky finger.
That much was nothing.
“Fine, it’s a promise.”
Bariya nodded and pressed her pinky against the glass of the window.
Only then was she able to watch the fight in full, without any obstruction.
‘Amazing.’
The Kalif’s knights and the attackers all held swords, yet Sabrina and Sirka fought bare-handed.
Even so, the two of them boasted a combat prowess that outstripped everyone else’s.
Clang!
“Whoa.”
Sirka even snapped a blade with her bare fist.
What did I just see?
“Mister, can Tiger Beastkin really break swords with their fists?”
“Normally, that’s impossible.”
“So Sirka isn’t normal?”
“Every Beastkin of a Chieftain Family has special blood. That’s why they’re the ones who lead the Beastkin.”
So do all members of the Chieftain Family’s bloodline get to perform tricks like that?
‘When you think about it, I’m of the Chieftain bloodline too.’
Darius Mariner, her biological father, whom she didn’t even want to call Dad.
He is the eldest son of the Mariner Family, a Hyena Chieftain Family.
I hate the Mariner blood, but since the blood of a Chieftain runs through me too, will I be able to break swords with my fists when I grow up?
“Of course, the Young Family Head’s blood was more strongly influenced by the Lady’s. You look exactly like the Lady.”
Just as Jake said, Sirka, with her silver hair and blue eyes, looked far more like Sabrina than Baiden.
But what does it matter whose blood she inherited from Sabrina?
Tilting her head, Bariya turned her gaze to Sabrina this time.
Every time she moved, the attackers screamed, and whenever the tip of her fingers grazed them lightly, the enemies sprayed blood.
She could see the movement, but she had no idea at all how such a thing was possible.
One thing is certain.
‘I want to become like that.’
Beautiful and strong, the kind of Beastkin who could tear a Hyena apart with one hand.
Bariya couldn’t take her eyes off Sabrina until every last attacker had fallen.
“Is that all of them?”
Sabrina looked around, gripping the collar of the last remaining enemy.
The attackers were all sprawled on the ground, and the two Kalif knights who had fought alongside her were catching their breath.
“Are you hurt?”
“I took a cut to my arm, and Derek got slashed across his side and leg. Neither wound is deep, though.”
“So they were at least somewhat skilled.”
The two knights were Kalif’s elite.
Their lives weren’t in danger, but for them to have been wounded at all…
These must be stronger than the ones who came before.
Not that they’re anything compared to Sabrina or Sirka, of course.
“I’ve dealt with the rest as well.”
Just then, Sirka, who had vanished, emerged from the dark underbrush.
He had dispatched the attackers who’d been lying in wait, and in each of his hands he dragged a Hyena Beastkin by the scruff.
“I thought I might get some information out of them, so I brought these two back.”
Sirka clicked his tongue and tossed one of them aside.
“This one died on the way here. The other one’s still alive, though.”
“I’ve got one too. If we interrogate both, we can cross-check what they say.”
Sabrina hurled the attacker whose collar she’d been holding down onto the ground.
“Guh… *gurk*…”
His spine was already broken, and he couldn’t so much as move on his own.
“Can I come out now?”
Once the situation seemed to have settled, Bariya asked Jake.
“Yes. Ah, but there might be blood on your shoes, so I’ll carry you.”
Bariya had been about to say she was fine, but her eyes landed on her shoes.
They were new ones Sirka had bought her, insisting that since she’d gotten new clothes, she needed shoes to match.
‘But if I get blood on them today, he’ll be sad, won’t he?’
In the end, Bariya let Jake carry her out of the carriage.
“Sweetling, weren’t you scared?”
At Sirka’s question, Bariya shook her head.
“It was actually cool.”
“Oh? You thought my fighting was cool?”
Sirka broke into a broad grin.
But Bariya shook her head again.
“I only watched Lady Sabrina. Besides, Sirka went off into the forest in the middle of it.”
Sirka’s face fell at the news that she hadn’t watched him at all.
“Why am I ‘Lady’?”
Just then, Sabrina, who had been off in the distance making sure the attackers were truly dead, scrunched her face up sharply.
“Everyone keeps calling you the lady of the house, so…”
“You’re not a servant of Kalif. So what’s with this ‘lady’ business?”
Bariya was flustered.
Baiden is the Clan Head, and Sirka is Sirka.
But if she didn’t call Sabrina ‘Lady,’ what was she supposed to call her?
“Just call me Sabrina-nim.”
The moment she granted permission to use her name, Sirka and Jake were horrified.
Was there anyone else in Kalif who called Sabrina by her name, aside from her husband Baiden?
“Yes, Sabrina-nim.”
Completely unaware of any of this, Bariya addressed her without a second thought.
Only then did Sabrina’s expression soften.
‘Mother seems to like the little one far more than I expected.’
Honestly, it was a bit surprising.
Sabrina rarely took a liking to anyone, yet she had opened her heart this readily to Bariya, who had only spent a single week with them.
‘Come to think of it, it’s not just Mother.’
He, his father Baiden, and everyone in Kalif all doted on Bariya.
It went beyond simple kindness toward a child.
He had never really been aware of it, so he hadn’t noticed, but thinking back on it now, it was strange.
“Hff, hhk!”
Just then, the Hyena beastkin caught by Sirka burst into laughter.
Sirka looked down at him.
“To see you cherish something without even knowing what it is… hah, ugh, kh, cough, cough!”
Blood dripped from his mouth as he glared at Bariya.
Beneath the black hood, his jet-black eyes glinted.
“Born lowly, and not even grateful. Do you like it, entrusting yourself to our enemy, we Hyenas, ugh…?”
“Uncle, take me to that guy.”
At Bariya’s request, Jake glanced at Sirka.
When he nodded, Jake carefully approached with the child in his arms.
And the moment they drew close.
“You’ve got a mouth, and you’re flapping it like it’s free. The woman who gave birth to me is my mother, so who are you to spout nonsense at me?”
Bariya tore the attacker’s hood off and clawed at his hair with both hands.
“Aaaaargh!”
The man shrieked as his scalp was ripped raw, but Bariya showed no mercy.
“Haven’t you heard that the enemy of my enemy is my friend? Hyenas are my enemies, so the Tigers, who are the Hyenas’ enemies, are naturally on my side!”
“Y-you damn brat!”
“It’s you who’s going down, not me! You idiots with brains the size of walnuts!”
Even after yanking out a fistful of hair, she wasn’t satisfied. Like a cat swatting with its forepaws, she pounded his head with her fists, thwack, thwack, thwack.
“This girl’s temper is really something else.”
Jake was left speechless at the scene unfolding right in front of him.
Even so, he adjusted his stance so Bariya could hit him more comfortably.
Looking at it now, her bad temper didn’t seem so bad after all.
“Heh, hehk!”
Perhaps he’d taken too many blows to the head, because the man began to let out a grotesque laugh.
Sensing something amiss, Sirka stopped watching with amusement and was about to pull Bariya away to safety when—
“Sabrina Kalif.”
The man rolled his eyes wide toward Sabrina, who stood at a distance.
“If you don’t want to lose your son again, send this one back to Mariner. The antidote is there.”
The moment the words left his mouth, poison burst out from the attacker’s entire body.
“Sirka!”
With a piercing scream, a black mist of poison swallowed Sirka, Jake, and Bariya whole.

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