Chapter I
The ride had overwhelmed it, and the few remaining stamina to carry us away had exhausted it, and the poor goat eventually bled to the ground and died suddenly.
Safety is safe for the time being, but thinking of the terrifying bloody scene yesterday, I still have fear in my heart. Now I just want to stay away from this damn place and get back to my beloved Snow City as soon as possible.
"Hey, little girl, what is this place?"
The little girl stared at me with an unkind face and said nothing.
"Why don't you speak?"
The little girl turned her head away in disgust and ignored me.
"Is this the attitude towards life-savers? If you ask you, you will give me an honest answer! Anxious to understand the situation, I yelled at her impatiently.
"Ahh......h You big villain, big pervert......" The little girl was frightened by my vicious tone, and she glared at me with tears in her eyes and accused me of my atrocities, "You actually tried to rape me last night!" I'm still a nine-year-old! How do you do it? β
Damn, she actually taught me...... Speechless, I had to blush with shame.
"Forget it. Don't cry, it's all right. I'll send you home. β
"But I'm homeless! My parents, and the whole town, were all eaten! I was the only one who survived, and they took me captive and forced me to be your bride! It's all your fault! β
The little girl was crying with tears and grief, and I felt guilty in my heart, as if I had really ruined her family.
Please, I'm a victim too, okay? was happily drinking wine in the tavern and planning a bright future, but he was lured by the gangsters to go to the ghost gate without paying attention; It's just that I can't be thanked as a benefactor for saving people with good intentions, but I was even called a perverted pedophile, who should I complain to?
However, there was no other object to complain about in front of him, except for the little girl and a roast goat with missing arms and legs. However, compared to these two, my experience does not seem to be miserable at all.
"I'm sorry...... I crouched down to comfort the crying little girl, "don't be sad, I'll protect you, those scoundrels will never hurt you again." β
"Protect me?" Listening to my assurance, the little girl stopped sobbing, but instead of bursting into a laugh as I expected, she bit her lip and stared at me vigilantly with distrustful eyes, "You are obviously in league with them!" β
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"Well, maybe I inadvertently became the driver of the evil deeds, but don't expect me to be responsible for what happened to you."
The little girl is still hostile to me, and I am unlikely to change her opinion of me in a short period of time with just a few words. Stop trying to justify yourself in vain, but think about what to do next.
"I just rescued you from the devil's cave, but you're not out of danger yet. Do you want me to leave you here and abandon you, or do you want me to get you to a safe place? If you wish it was the latter, then cooperate with me and tell me what this place is, and ...... I don't know what your name is yet. β
I don't really want to go on the road with a grudge against me, but I can't mercilessly throw a little girl who has no ability to protect herself to die in the middle of nowhereβand even more so that she seems to have something to do with me. Anyway, no matter how she responds to me, I'll eventually put her in a friendly environment.
"My name is Flotra. This is Ruichi. Satisfactorily, the little girl chose to compromise, albeit with some reluctance judging by her listless tone.
"Very well, Flotra, this is the attitude of a sensible and good child...... Wait a minute? Ruichi? Do you mean the westernmost part of Skyrim Province, next to the High Rock Province and the Falling Hammer Province? β
"What's so strange?" Seeing my eyebrows furrowed, Flora gave a strange look.
"Tell me the detailed date for today."
"The thirteenth day of the frost moon in the year 201 of the Fourth Age."
"Thirteenth? Thirteenth! Unable to accept all this, I spat at Flotra and went all out, "What are you kidding?" I was still attending the funeral in the snowy city on the 12th, why did people show up in Ruichi one night later? It will take me at least three days and three nights to rush to this place non-stop, not to mention that it is a goat that carries me over, and I am afraid that I will not even be able to get out of the snowy plains after running all night on this kind of goods......
Florella interrupted my complaint in a cold tone, "The one who led you here was a King Didra. β
"Sam Guiwen, that bastard? You say his true identity is a King Didra? β
Flora nodded calmly, "You may be talking about his pseudonym." His real name is Sangeon, the god of indulgence and revelry. β
Sangien ...... Calming down, I began to think about the meaning behind the name. Well, it's not too bad, at least in the list Musk gave me, the Dedra monarch didn't receive purely negative reviews. It's just that......
"Flotra," I was suspicious of the little girl in front of me, "how do you know this?" Are you really only ten years old? Tell me, what is your real identity? β
"That's not all I know," Flora said with her little hand on my sleeve, "Look! β
Following the direction of her fingertips, I noticed that the tree tattoo on my arm was different than usualβwhen did a budding flower bone emerge from the canopy?
"Sangeon grafted a rose on this sapling."
"What is he going to do?" I raised my right arm, which was tattooed with a withered yellow sapling, to my eyes and pulled the bud with my left hand to observe it carefully, "If he wants to absorb the nutrients of the sapling and supply the roses for blooming, then he has miscalculated." β
"That's why there is that ritual......" Speaking of the unspeakable scene of last night, Flotra's pretty face was slightly red, and her voice was like a filament, "If the ritual had not been interrupted, the rose would have bloomed by now." β
"Then why are you the one who showed up at the ceremony? Also, you didn't answer any of the three questions I just asked you. β
"I am the next prophet chosen by the goddess Dibera."
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I carried young Flotra on my back and, under her guidance, walked in the direction of Marcus City, the capital of the Rich. I'd love to go straight back to the snowman, but I'd at least need to get a horse that can travel long distances and a detailed map.
"Di Bella is the Spirit of beauty, the patron goddess of artists, poets, and those who seek the joy of life. As a prophet of Di Bella, I have the ability to communicate with the goddess. β
"Oh? Didn't Di Bella tell you that there was going to be a catastrophe next? β
"The goddess cannot speak directly to the believer, but she can hint or present her thoughts and preferences to me through dreams."
"And what did you dream about?"
"A group of deer-clawed monsters chased me and tore at me, and in desperation I climbed a big tree."
"A little girl can climb a tree, and I don't believe that the deerclops can just stand down and watch. And then? You pick apples from a tree and throw them down to drive them away? β
"The tree ran away with me on its back."
Yes, it's magical......
"Since there is a temple of Dibella in the city of Marcas, and you are the prophet of Dibela, then I will send you to the temple."
"I don't want to stay there."
Presumably because the cold atmosphere and strict precepts of the temple are often incompatible with the lively nature of a child, Florella, as the next prophet of Di Bella, seems to have a grudge against Di Bella's temple. However, where else could she go but the temple? Flotra's relatives are dead, and I don't have the time to knock on doors to ask who would adopt a child, let alone find out if the adoptive family will snub or abuse her or even sell her, I only know that the clergy in the temple will inevitably offer the so-called "prophet" as a treasure, and it is at least the least bad place for her.
"I'm telling you about my decision, not asking for your opinion. Of course, after I have placed you in the temple, I think my duty has been fulfilled, and I can go wherever you want. β
"Hmph, then you can wait and see."