Mountain and Forest Kingdom

The sea breeze coming out of the glacier continent calmed down the young girl.

For a moment, young Lana felt fear and fear, and then she felt the coldness from her palms and body.

The harbor was not very warm in spring, and Lana, whose skirt, shoes, and arms were stained with seawater, felt the chill in the cold wind.

This was nothing to the young girl. The chatter and noise of the nearby crowd and the warmth provided by the sturdy clothes quickly brought her back to normal.

"What kind of monster is this?"

"It's a sea fish monster! I heard that this kind of monster often appears in the sea!"

"I heard there are monsters like this among the Water People."

"No! We don't. Our children are all healthy and beautiful. This one is not a human, it is a monster!"

A refugee from the water city that was once the Hokuriku Kingdom quickly shouted: "This is a monster from the sea! It should be burned to death!"

The people of Water City did not live in the city before. They were a group of poor people living by the water. The houses they lived in were simple straw huts. They were poor and backward. They were many times dirtier and smellier than the refugees we all know today.

These watermen were the early construction workers and the main staff of Dumu Port in the early days. They were still active in the docks and construction areas during the not-so-long seven or eight years.

These people were able to ensure food supply when they came here, so most of them survived and thrived here.

To this day, these people are already lower-class residents.

The water people, who are still separated from the "meritorious family", do not want to be regarded as monsters. In a culture that is slightly older than the Kur people, there are indeed legends of children floating from the sea, but they are all normal children.

These water people are not smart, but at this time they are smart enough to protect the reputation of their clan.

Soon, one after another, the water people started shouting.

"Burn it! Kill this monster!"

"Feed the monsters in the sea to the sharks!"

"It's a sea monster! It's a demon! It's a wizard's monster!"

"This is a cursed monster! If you touch it, you will encounter misfortune!"

The water people's shouts and angry and confident speeches quickly affected the people and soldiers around them.

The soldiers were all a little afraid of this ugly monster, especially after hearing the shouts of the water people around them, they became more aware of it.

The monster on the ground is still trying to curl up, but because the cold and wet cement floor is too cold, or maybe due to the angry murderous intent around it, the body of this ugly and terrifying monster is trembling slightly.

Lana heard the shouts of the people around her, and felt the coolness coming from the sea behind her, which sent shivers down her spine.

After feeling a little cold, Lana looked at the ugly monster on the ground and suddenly realized that the monster looked a bit like a newborn child.

He is just a bit old, a bit ugly, and looks very, very ugly, with lizard-like abscesses and pimples all over his body.

After feeling that the monster was like a little baby, Lana reached out and grabbed the hem of her skirt, and quickly took off her nun's dress from the bottom to the top.

In the nun's uniform, there is another set of autumn clothes and autumn trousers that separate the upper and lower bodies. On her feet, she also wears a pair of sheepskin boots that have been used for more than a year.

Although she was a handyman doing dirty work, Lana was also led by the old nun to kneel down and pray in front of the statue of Lawrence, thanking the prophet for his mercy.

Inside the white nun's uniform, there are old clothes that are yellowed and dirty after being worn for a long time, but they are still white and holy in front of everyone.

Lana quickly put her clothes on the ground, learned the parenting knowledge she had learned in the monastery, put the monster, which was about the same size as a child, on her clothes, and carefully wrapped its body with clothes. , only the breathing position is exposed.

When the white nun's uniform wrapped around the monster on the ground, the nearby watermen and soldiers immediately suppressed the rising murderous intent and angry noises.

Things get complicated.

When the law enforcers and consuls from the port rushed over quickly, they were helpless against the monster wrapped in a nun's uniform.

“Is this God’s will?”

Rao, the leader of the water people, is also the governor of the port.

Rao heard the rumors about the monster from his tribe, and then looked at the little nun holding the monster in front of her.

The young nun didn't understand what this meant, and she felt scared again, realizing that she might be in trouble and would definitely be beaten.

Rao never meant to do anything to the nun, let alone hit the little nun in public. He just wanted to know if this was God's will.

"Sister Sister, is this the will of Your Majesty the Prophet?" Rao looked at the little nun expectantly, hoping to get an accurate reply.

The little nun could not answer any questions. She treated all kinds of punishments and troubles with habitual silence. She believed from the bottom of her heart that she could continue to live her previous life as long as she endured the past.

Rao couldn't get an accurate answer, so he looked anxiously at the extraordinary beings around him.

In order to deal with the wizard's troubles, although it is clear that these extraordinary people will not fight to the death, Lawrence still assigns them to be responsible for security here. Even if they are lazy, it is better than nothing.

Dashiell stared at the monster in the little nun's arms solemnly, "It's a descendant of the Sea Tribe, and it's a problem."

Dashiel didn't need to open the cloth robe to determine the race of the monster inside.

"Nun! Throw it into the sea. This is not our business! It cannot die on the ground!"

Dashiell gave the order to the little nun. Her status was naturally higher than that of most nuns.

The little nun stood stiffly on the spot, as if she had not heard the order of the Elf Law Enforcement Officer, and she was like a dumb animal who only knew fear and had no idea of ​​escape or resistance.

All she could do was stand there shaking and lowering her head, unable to react at all.

When Dahir saw it, he said angrily: "Throw it into the sea immediately!"

The little nun was so frightened that she did not dare to move.

Dashiell only felt that she had lost face, and just when she was about to hit her head with the staff, excited shouts came from the distance.

"The prophet is here!"

"Get out of the way, the prophet is coming!"

The nearby crowd of people watching the excitement quickly divided into two parts. Many people retreated directly to the sloping places on both sides of the embankment and lay down, leaving a wide road in the middle of the Feather Wing Embankment.

Lawrence, who was patrolling Dumu Port, came over quickly after receiving the report, and soon rode a black unicorn in front of everyone.

"Your Majesty the Prophet!"

People all around knelt down to salute, and the nuns and others who had just arrived nearby also stopped quickly and knelt down to salute at the edge of the pier.

Kneeling is the traditional etiquette of this era. There is such an emperor and master in everyone's heart. Dashiel and other extraordinary people also bowed to Lawrence.

Lawrence asked: "What happened?"

Dashiell quickly explained, emphasizing how the monster in the little nun's arms was dangerous and bound to cause trouble.

The nuns nearby also felt the seriousness. The old nun looked at the little nun more than ten meters away from a distance and sighed helplessly, but she could only lower her head and wait for the prophet's decision.

The wise prophet quickly came up with the general idea from a few words, and spent a few long seconds thinking about how to deal with it.

"Then let's do this for now." The prophet nodded and looked at the little nun who was standing stupidly on the ground holding a quiet baby. "Lana, I will leave this child to you to take care of. You can go home with the nuns now. Go back. monastery."

The young nun reacted quickly and used the formulaic answers she had learned over the years to resolve the current problem.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Prophet!" the little nun agreed happily, like a lost child who had found her way home.

After answering, the conversation officially ended. With the consent of the prophet of mercy, the little nun finally returned to the old nun and went home together.

Not everyone is equal at home, nor is there freedom from oppression, exploitation, and beatings, but at least for the little nuns and old nuns, home is a warm haven. (End of chapter)