HP: A Sociopath Gamer In Magic World [ Chapter 85: Wise Words From Sociopath! ] (Patreon)

The messenger spirit tilted his head in thought, "Hmm, I wouldn't call them delicious, so much as filling. The small jolt of magic I get after I eat one is what I'm after."

"Hmm, do you mind?" I said pointing to the cage filled with fairies.

Hermes looked at me in confusion, "What?"

Getting up I walked over to the cage of depressed fairies, one of which was banging a miniature mug against the bars, "I've never had a fairy before."

"You sure that's a good idea? Are you comfortable eating something so human-like?" He asked, sounding genuinely curious.

"I don't see why it would. They might look human, but they're actually closer to intelligent bugs. I mean they literally lay eggs and live the first weeks of their life as larvae. Plus, have you seen some of the ingredients used for potions, crushed beetle eyes, armadillo bile, dried monkey spleen. This would hardly be called the grossest thing I've eaten," I explained as I reached inside and pulled out a struggling fairy.

"Still, this could be considered cannibalised by some, eating a fellow humanoid," he said concerned.

I raised my eyebrow at him, "I literally saw you eat a crow yesterday."

"Yeesss, and I can get away with that since I'm not a real crow," he said, growing an extra pair of wings to prove his point.

"I find the notion of trying to humanize animals ridiculous. When you start placing the same human values on livestock, that's when you've truly lost it. Sure, you can get attached to a particular pet and treat it as a person, but don't just paint everything with the same brush. Empathy is a double edged sword that tends to hurt you more than others," I told him before looking back at the fairy who was trying to bite my hand.

"Wise words coming from a sociopath," the bird said smartly.

I gave a shrug, as I held the fairy by her wings and brought her closer to my mouth.

However, I stopped when it was only an inch away. I smiled as I saw it try to rip off its own wings in order to escape.

Hermes looked at us back and forth, "So are you going to do it?"

I lowered the small insectoid creature, "Of course not, I'm not a monster. Just wanted to see how truly desperate these things could get."

"Then can I have it?"

I looked at the squirming fairy then placed it back in the cage, "No, I like this one's spirit. I'll keep it alive for now. Besides, it just gave me an idea."

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Library:-

After showing Madam Pince the note, I walked into the forbidden section of the library.

"Let's see. The War of 1230. No. How to crossbreed pets. Interesting, but no. Tales of the Bizarre. No." There were skill books as well, but their stat requirements meant I couldn't use any of them yet.

It had occurred to me that the reason why I hadn't gotten anywhere in my magical battery project was because I was overthinking it. The curse of having such high wisdom. So instead of trying to learn something new, I should first master the basics.

"Aha, Cursed Mirrors," I said, taking the book from its chained shelf. I'd been neglecting this skill, but perhaps now would be a good time to brush up on it.

[Arcane Mirror] (Active) LV 1 EXP: 0.00%

[Description: You have innate knowledge of how to craft enchanted mirrors, which can have a wide array of effects.

Effect: You can create a mirror from thin air.

Cost: 100 MP]

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"What do you think Hermes, do you think it will work," I asked as I walked down the steps to the Zombie Dungeon.

"I don't see why it shouldn't," the raven said flying beside me.

"Well let's get this over with," I said, taking out my rapier and wand.

Seeing a zombie stumble out of the alley way, I sent a mana bolt that took out a chunk out of the street.

"Actually, Hermes, why don't you spread your wings too."

"Hehehehe, I thought you'd never ask," the spirit said, sprouting an extra pair of wings and growing three times its size.

[Hermes

Class: Low-Level Spirit

Title: Messenger Spirit

Level 1/100 Next Level: 82.34%

HP: 400/400

MP: 500/00

STR: 30

DEX: 150

VIT: 40

INT: 50

WIS: 60

LUK: 23]

[Skills:

Spirit Body: This allows the spirit the ability to affect the real world by granting them a temporary vessel. Killing the body does not kill the spirit, only returns it back to the ethereal plane where it will rest until called again. Costs: 10 MP per minute.

Spirit Magic: An innate skill allowed to all spirits. Spirits can call upon the will of the world to cast magic not unlike wizards.

Murder of Crows: Allows one to summon a flock of birds to distract opponents. Cost: 10 MP

Size Manipulation: Give one the ability to change their size at will.

Teleport: Can teleport to anywhere in the world so long as you have a clear image in your mind. (Certain spells can block this ability.) Cost: 30 MP

Magpie Nest: A pocket dimension capable of storing a number of items. (Time still passes in this dimension.) ]

Seeing as Hermes was a messenger spirit it made sense that a majority of his skills had to do with carrying and getting around places more easily. That didn't mean he was worthless in a fight, as he could still cast the same spells as me. The only real downside was that he could not regain his magic until after a long rest.

Hermes flew over a group of zombies and began to cast his first spell, "Incendio."

A cone of fire burst from his open beak, washing over the poor undead turning them into cinders in an instant.