"Wait, wait, wait! Don't say that name!"
Just when Fisher uttered that name, the Emhardt before him suddenly opened his mouth wide, and before Fisher could react, he had quickly shrunk to the top of the bookshelf, poking out half his head, his eyes darting left and right on the spine of a book, as if he feared that a terrible Demon God might suddenly appear from some corner of the ship.
"Is it really that terrifying? Even for a real Mythical Species, there shouldn't be a taboo against reciting its name, right?"
Fisher had a basis for saying this. According to his experience, the only entity he had encountered with the terrifying power of "speak its name, know its presence" was that stinking snake... oh, no, the Life God Ramasitia.
Even if life was classified by Rank, Fisher didn't believe Ramasitia was of the Mythical Rank; it was quite possible that He was a being of a higher level than Mythical Rank.
