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

For a moment, young Lana felt fear and fear, followed by a chill in her palms and body.

The harbor in spring was not very warm, and Lana, whose skirt and shoes, as well as her arms and arms, were stained with seawater, sensed the cold in the cold wind.

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

"What kind of monster is this?"

"It's a sea fish monster! I've heard that this kind of monster often pops up in the sea! ”

"I've heard that there are such monsters in the Water People."

"Nope! We don't, our children are healthy and beautiful children, this is not a person, it is a monster! ”

A refugee who used to be the water city of the Hokuriku Kingdom quickly shouted, "This is a monster in the sea!" It should be burned! ”

The people of the City of Water did not live in the city before, they were a group of poor people living near the water, living in simple grass nests, poor and backward, many times dirtier and smellier than the refugees we know now.

These water men were the early construction workers and the main staff of the early days of the port, and they were still active in the docks and construction areas for a short period of seven or eight years.

By the time they came, they had been able to secure food, so most of them survived and thrived here.

To this day, these people are already inferior residents.

The water people, who are still estranged from the "meritorious family", do not want to be seen as monsters, and in cultures that are slightly older than the Kurs, there is indeed a legend of children floating from the sea, but they are all normal children.

These water people are not smart, but they are all clever enough to maintain the reputation of their own people.

Soon, one after another, the water people quickly shouted.

"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! Misfortune will befall you if you are contaminated! ”

The shouts of the water people and their righteous speeches with anger soon affected the people and soldiers around them.

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

The monster on the ground was still trying to curl up, but because the cold and damp concrete floor was too cold, or it could be the influence of the angry killing intent around it, the body of this ugly and terrifying monster was trembling slightly.

Lana heard the shouts of the people around her, and felt the chill of the sea behind her, sending chills down her spine.

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

It's just a little old, a little ugly, looks very, very ugly, and has abscesses and bumps all over the body.

After feeling like a baby from the monster, Lana reached for the corner of her skirt and quickly pulled her nun's dress from below to above.

In the nun garment, there is another set of autumn clothes and pants that separate the upper and lower body, and a pair of sheepskin boots that have been used for more than a year are also worn on the feet.

Despite being a handyman with dirty work, Lana was led by an old nun who knelt down in prayer before the statue of Lawrence and thanked the prophet for his kindness.

Inside the white nun's clothes, they are old clothes that have been worn for a long time and are a little yellow and dirty, but they are also 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, and placed the monster, which was about the size of a child, on her clothes, and carefully wrapped its body in clothes, revealing only the place where she could breathe.

When the white nun suit enveloped the monster on the ground, the nearby water people and soldiers immediately suppressed the surging killing intent and the angry noise.

Things get complicated.

When the harbor's enforcers and consuls quickly arrived, they were also a little helpless against the monster wrapped in a nun's suit.

"Is this God's will?"

Rao, the leader of the Water People, is also the consul of the port.

Rao heard rumors of the monster from his people, and looked at the little nun who held the monster in front of him.

The young nun did not understand what this meant, and she felt frightened again, realizing that she might be in trouble and would definitely be beaten.

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

"Nun, is this the will of His 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 dealt with all kinds of reproaches and troubles with her habitual silence, and thought in her heart that she could continue to live her old life as long as she endured the past.

Rao couldn't get an accurate answer, and looked anxiously at the transcendents around him.

In order to deal with the troubles of wizards, although it is clear that these transcendents will not fight to the death, Lawrence still assigns them to be in charge of security here, even if it is better than nothing.

Dahir stared at the monster in the little nun's arms with a solemn gaze, "It's a descendant of the Sea Clan, it's a trouble." ”

Dahir didn't need to open the robe to tell the monster race inside.

"Nun! Throw it in the sea, it's not something we should be concerned about! It can't die on the ground! ”

Dahir gave orders to the little nun, who was naturally higher than most of the nuns.

The little nun stood stiffly in place, as if she had not heard the orders of the elven magistrate, and like a stunned animal who only knew fear, and did not know how to flee and resist.

All she knew was standing there trembling and bowing her head, unable to react at all.

When Dahir saw this, he was angry and said, "Throw it into the sea at once!" ”

The little nun was frightened and cowered and did not dare to move.

Dahir only felt embarrassed, and was about to point his staff at her head when a shout of excitement came from afar.

"The Prophet is coming!"

"Get out of the way, the Prophet is here!"

The crowd of people watching the bustle in the vicinity quickly split into two parts, and many people retreated directly to the slopes on both sides of the embankment and lay on their stomachs, giving way to the wide road in the middle of the winged embankment.

Lawrence, who was patrolling Ferry Harbor, quickly came over after receiving the report, and soon rode a black unicorn in front of the group.

"Your Majesty the Prophet!"

The people around knelt down and saluted, and the nuns and others who had just come nearby also quickly stopped and knelt on the edge of the pier to salute.

Kneeling is a traditional etiquette in this era, and there is such an emperor and master in everyone's hearts, and transcendent beings such as Dahir also bent down and bowed to Lawrence.

Lawrence asked, "What happened?" ”

Dahir was quick to explain, emphasizing how dangerous the monster in the little nun's arms was and was bound to cause trouble.

The nearby nun also felt the seriousness, and the old nun looked at the little nun more than ten meters away from a distance, and let out a helpless sigh, but she could only bow her head and wait for the prophet's decision.

The wise prophet quickly came up with a general idea from a few words, and spent a long few seconds thinking about what to do.

"So let's do it for now." The Prophet nodded, looking at the little nun who was standing stupidly on the ground with a quiet toddler in her arms, "Lana, this child is left to you to take care of, you can now follow the nuns home and go back to the monastery." ”

The young nun reacted quickly, and busily used the formulaic answers she had learned over the years to resolve the problem at hand.

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

After the answer, the representative dialogue officially ended, and with the consent of the benevolent prophet, the little nun finally returned to the old nun and went home together.

At home, not everyone is equal, and it is not free from oppression, exploitation and beatings, but at least for the little nuns and the old nuns, home is a warm haven. (End of chapter)