After being rescued by the snake with a short wand, he has been recuperating in a manor in Port Leyte.

The most serious injuries on his body were some damage to the internal organs of his abdomen, which left him in bed for nearly a month to barely heal.

The biggest headache for the short-touch wand was his weak body, unable to withstand the transmission of spatial magic, so he had to recuperate in the city for a whole month.

Fortunately, that Hermina seems to belong to the level of the eldest lady in the city, and the short wand is honored to live in a noble manor.

"Is this the life of an aristocracy?"

The short-touch wand sat on a large bed that could accommodate at least four people, looking out the window at the blue sky, and there were all kinds of snacks that could be reached by the bed.

Despite the snake's healer's instructions not to eat too much sweet stuff with his short-touch wand, he didn't let go of the snacks and sat on the edge of the bed and stuffed everything he could eat into his mouth.

If he couldn't afford these snacks in Nolan, he could eat a little for nothing now, and these noble lords wouldn't be distressed anyway.

Halfway through his wand, he noticed black smoke rising from the blue sky outside his window.

Black smoke? What is burning?

The short-touch wand swallowed the cake in his mouth, then grudgingly walked to the window holding his belly, and... He saw a very horrible scene.

"You aliens, get out of our land!"

The sound of shouting pierced the eardrums of the Shorttouch Wand, and the Shorttouch Wand leaned against the windowsill to find that the garden below had burned hot.

A crowd of civilians rushed into the manor with strange flags held high.

This... This is... Riot?

The short-touch wand looked at the scene of the guards of the manor below fighting with the civilians, and had already entered a state of panic.

Although the manor had many guards, the number of civilians involved in the riot below was in the thousands, and they entered the manor almost crushed, and began to burn the manor's buildings with fire magic and tuned alchemy flasks.

It's a bit of a bad thing...

He glanced at the snack he was holding in his hand and quickly put him back on the bedside table.

Short-touch Wand felt that he was also a member of the civilian class, and perhaps he should join the cast of the Burning Manor?

Just as he was thinking about it at the touch of a wand, the door to his room was suddenly pushed open.

"I'm actually caught..."Short-touch Wand was about to turn around and join the Civilian Revolution Hit, when he realized that the person who pushed the door open was none other than Hermina.

"Can you walk now?" Hemina asked.

"There should be no problem."

The short-touch wand rubbed the wound in his abdomen, and he didn't feel any pain now, but his body was slightly weak.

But the serpent's apothecary had told him not to do any strenuous activity, otherwise he would be dead.

Walking shouldn't be a strenuous activity.

"Get out of here, then." Hemina waved her hand at the Short-Touch Wand, which followed Hermina into the hallway without thinking too much about it.

An old butler of the manor was pushing Hemina's wheelchair, and when he saw the short-touch wand coming with him, he wanted to say something, but the situation was too urgent to say anything.

The short-touch wand followed Hemina all the way to the kitchen at the back of the manor.

Along the way, the wand was short-touched and heard the sounds of the crowd shouting, which mixed with the sound of items being smashed, and the situation sounded very chaotic.

There is a secret door behind the kitchen, and when you enter it with a short touch of your wand, you will find that it is a passage to the underground.

The short-touch wand walked along the passage for some distance before the chaotic voices behind him faded away.

"In the end... What's going on? ”

The short-touch wand was wounded, and as he was halfway down the underground passage, the wound in his abdomen began to ache again.

This forced him to slow down his pace and end up sitting on the wet ground.

Keber stopped. Hemina said to the old butler pushing her wheelchair behind her.

The old butler pushed Hermina's wheelchair to the side of the wand again.

"The wound on your body is open?" Hemina asked with concern.

"I don't know... It's just that what's going on with those people? ”

The short-touch wand sat on the ground and waited for a moment before barely catching his breath.

"Actually, it's because..."

"Miss, I don't think it's appropriate to tell him the truth." The old butler finally spoke up to remind Hermina.

"It's okay Keber, he saved my life and is a trusted friend." After re-pondering her words, Hemina said to the Short-Touch Wand, "Actually, I'm not human. ”

"What do you mean by not being human?"

The Short-Touch Wand looked Hamina up and down, she looked like a normal human no matter how she looked, but Hemina pulled back her sleeve, and the Short-Touch Wand only saw the tiny scales wrapped around her arms.

"I am a descendant of the Sea Clan, a people who live in the ocean." Hemina said.

"People... Merman? ”

No matter how much the short-touch wand is an apprentice who has entered the Sage Mage Tower, he still knows some legends about the inhuman race in the world, and the legend of the mermaid is naturally the most prevalent by the seaside.

"A lot of people think so, but we can't turn our legs into fish tails." Hemina smiled helplessly, "Our older ancestors could do it, but now we only have the ability to communicate with sea creatures, to grow scales in certain parts of our bodies, and to breathe underwater." ”

"Other than that, it's no different from a human?"

The short-touch wand thought that he had met the legendary mermaid, but it seems that the legend is completely different from reality.

"The sea is unforgiving to humans, but home to us." The old butler seemed to be a little unhappy with the short-touch wand's remarks.

"But I still don't understand why those people are burning down the manor, and what are they trying to do?"

The short-touch wand ignored the old butler's words, and he just wanted to figure out why he would sit in this damp underground passage from the soft bed.

"We are the ancestral aborigines of the land by the sea." Hemina told the Shorttouch Wand about the history of the Land of the Sea, "Our ancestors came to this land from Bechmont and established the first Land of the Sea on land, and at the same time accepted humans from all over the world, and the country gradually prospered over time. ”

"But those humans don't know how to repay the favor." The old butler seemed to be holding back his anger: "They now regard this place as their own land, and treat us as aliens. ”

"I don't know much about the past, but Miss Hermina, isn't it bad if you get caught by those people?"

The Short-Touch Wand realized that this was not just a civilian rebellion against the nobles, but also a human sweep of the Sea Clan.

"So where are we going next?"

"We could have returned to our hometown of Bechmont, but now Bechmont is overrun by a group of evil elves." As Hemina said this, a loud noise came from the end of the underground passage.

The group of civilians who had stormed the manor had arrived near the kitchen.

"You can't stay here any longer, please get up and get out of here." Hemina said.